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Chapter 782 Winning the Prize

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    Gray walked out slowly, his eyes flashing with silver light from time to time, as if strange lightning flashed across his pupils.

    That is extremely weird.

    Even Wan Jin was frightened by the opponent's strange pupils that looked like thunder. It seemed that he had never seen such a person before.

    But since you are the master of a sect, there is no reason to be timid, not to mention that your future daughter-in-law is still with you, so you have to protect her no matter what.

    Wan Jin clenched the nine-ringed sword in his hand and took a stance, his sword energy soaring to the sky. The so-called aura of overwhelming power is an apt description at this moment.

    "Gray, is it worth our while to deal with this kind of person? Let's let my pet do it." At this moment, Zoya twisted her charming figure, and then lightly scratched the dead body next to her with her index finger, and then  Pointing his finger, he said: "Kill him."

    The corpse with white pupils and stiff body suddenly moved, then stared at Wan Jin with an extremely penetrating gaze, and rushed out with a bang.

    "Hmph! The Southern Xinjiang Corpse Control Technique, which involves manipulating dead bodies to kill people. Do you dare to use such a trivial skill in front of the leader of this sect? You are overestimating your abilities!"

    Wan Jin snorted softly. This method of controlling dead bodies is not a high-end secret method. Miaojiang has the art of controlling corpses, and Southern Xinjiang also has similar methods of controlling corpses.

    Even the generation in western Hunan has corpse chasers. In the early years, Wan Jin traveled all over the country and saw many masters hidden among the people using this method.

    So for him, even if there were a hundred more dead bodies, they would still be chopped down with one blow.

    Boom!

    Wanjin Knife Qi exploded in vain. The momentum was astonishing. He held the knife in one hand and suddenly jumped up and slashed. As expected, the corpse must be divided into two.

    At this moment, Wanfeng was also sneering, as if he had anticipated what would happen next.

    Bang!

    The nine-ringed broadsword, weighing a hundred kilograms, struck directly on the corpse's forehead. However, the sword was as if it struck fine steel, and Wan Jin's face turned pale as a result of the shock.

    With this knife, the skin of the corpse was not even split open. Not only Wan Jin was stunned on the spot, but Wan Feng, who was sneering at the side, turned pale in an instant.

    "What kind of magic method did the other party use? How is it possible!" Wan Feng seemed to have seen an unbelievable scene.

    "Hehe, I'm an ice corpse. Do you want to split it with your broken knife? It's so funny." Zoya covered her mouth and smiled, her green and jade fingers slightly pointed: "Kill."

    Bang!

    Click

    The corpse suddenly raised its stiff hands, palms upward and closed, and Wan Jin's nine-ring sword was smashed into pieces.

    This scene almost happened in a flash of lightning. Yin'er on the side was completely dumbfounded, and her heart skipped a beat and sank suddenly.

    It¡¯s overI¡¯ve harmed Wan Daomen!

    After the knife shattered, Wan Jin hurriedly got out of the way with a gloomy expression on his face. How could this be possible? He had used at least 60% to 70% of the strength of the knife.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Breaking stones and dividing gold are just bastards.

    But the corpse obviously didn¡¯t give Wan Jin much time to think about it. After the master gave the order, he pounced on it like a hungry wolf.

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    "ah!"

    A pitiful scream erupted from Wanjin's throat. The moment the dead body rushed up, it tore off Wanjin's entire arm and kicked him out.

    "Father! Damn it, come on!" Wanfeng was panicked when he saw that his father, who was almost invincible in his mind, could be defeated so simply.

    More than 200 disciples of the Wan Dao Sect who were already ready to attack all around gave up their swords at the same time. Instead, they took out their pistols from their arms and pointed them straight at the dead body

    Bang bang bang

    A series of intensive gunfire sounded, and the body of the dead body was shaking for a moment, but it still had no effect.

    This almost devastating scene completely dumbfounded more than two hundred Wan Dao Sect disciples.

    This is simply a monster!

    "Thousands of knives, thousands of knives. Instead of playing with knives, play with guns. Is it useful?"

    Gray looked at the more than 200 disciples of the Ten Thousand Swordsmen who looked frightened, smiled evilly, and an electric arc flashed in his eyes.

    Then there was a sharp flash, and he rushed into more than 200 people in an instant.

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    A sound of arcing or broken bones sounded one after another. It was probably both.

    In one encounter, more than 200 disciples of the Wan Dao Sect were killed. Their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their stumps and arms were sprayed with blood. The painting turned into a beautiful picture.

    The sky is filled with corpses like a rain of blood.Generally scattered along with broken limbs and broken arms.

    After finishing the killing, Gray glanced at Wanfeng: "Do you still want to try?"

    Wanfeng¡¯s face turned pale. After he glanced at his father who was lying on the ground due to excessive blood loss and was seriously injured, he knelt down with a plop.

    He quickly begged for mercy: "My lord, my lord, I don't know this woman. I don't know this woman. She seduced me, saying that I would give her my life after helping her."

    "Please let us go and take this woman away!"

    "Wanfengwhat did you say?"

    "Damn it! You stinky bastard, it's all you who hurt me!"

    "If it weren't for you, would my father have been injured so seriously?"

    Wanfeng was afraid of death, but turned around and angrily scolded Yin'er.

    "Haha, you little bastard, you succeeded in making me no longer interested in killing you."

    ¡°Woman, come with me.¡±

    Gray grinned and walked past Wanfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, towards Yin'er, who was dumbfounded.

    At this time, Yin'er suddenly thought of that majestic figure. If he was here, could he really help her survive the disaster.

    Yin'er regretted it too much. If it weren't for her willfulness, she would have killed more than 200 people in the Wandao Sect. The sect leader was also seriously injured.

    Now even Wanfeng has severed ties with her.

    On the street just one intersection away from here, a commercial vehicle has been parked for some time.

    Lin Xiao was sitting in the back seat, looking at the scene in the distance and smoking quietly.

    "Shuai Lin, it's almost done. If this continues, Yin'er will be taken away by them," Zhuo Lang also stared into the distance and said.

    Lin Xiao took the last puff of cigarette and put out the cigarette butt: "Let's go."

    After Zhuo Lang got out of the car, he opened the car door respectfully.

    Then he walked towards Wandao Gate.

    With a sinister smile, Gray walked towards Yin'er step by step, slowly raising his hand, trying to grab Yin'er's throat.

    But just when Gray was about to make his move, his scalp felt numb, as if an aura as huge as a mountain was directly covering his body.

    This made Gray's hand suddenly stop.

    Then Gray and Zoya turned their heads at the same time, and then they saw two figures appearing about ten meters away from them.

    A man in a suit and leather shoes is wearing a black trench coat, with a gentle smile that makes people feel like spring breeze.

    The other one is a man who looks like a European medieval aristocrat, with a devilish smile, keeping exactly three steps away from the young man in front of him.

    This also made Suo Ya's heart skip a beat: she didn't recognize Lin Xiao's identity for a while, but was attracted by his handsome appearance and exclaimed: "Ah I won the prize, what a handsome man.  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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