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Chapter 142

Thick fog suddenly rolled in from all directions.

There were many figures faintly mixed in the thick fog.

"A warlock from the Mishima Kingdom?"

Mu Changfeng's eyes were condensed.

There is a small martial arts sect in the Three Islands Kingdom. The disciples in the sect call themselves warlocks. It is said that a disciple crossed the ocean and came to the Ming Dynasty many years ago and fell in love with an ancestor of the Tang family.

Later, he deceived a part of the Tang family's "Fish, Dragon and Hundreds of Plays".

This disciple had some talent. Through Yulong Baixi, he integrated several other martial arts of the same type, and finally created his own martial arts routine. Within a few years, he established the Warlock Sect, which has now become a phenomenon in the Three Islands Kingdom.

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Chi Ze said loudly: "Be careful, the members of the Warlock Sect are all good at using poison."

The voices of all the surrounding warriors disappeared in an instant, and the entire gymnasium fell silent.

The warriors who were fighting on the stage also stopped fighting, leaning against each other and looking around cautiously.

Mu Qingyun reacted very quickly, stood up and shouted loudly: "Ring the bell!"

In front of the rostrum, two senior brothers from the Yuncheng Martial Arts School put down their kettles, picked up the clock spines with their backhands, and struck the wall clock behind them hard.

The moment the bell rang, all the volunteers and staff were shocked.

In the direction of the evacuation passage, someone immediately walked out and opened the back door to prepare, and people outside immediately called for support.

The security personnel who had been deployed around the auditorium all stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, please follow the safety drill procedures, wear a mask, watch over the elderly and children, don't be nervous, and leave the venue in an orderly manner.

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"Don't worry, please don't panic, we are here."

When planning the reincarnation event, we made three sets of backup plans.

Each set simulates various extreme emergency situations.

Even floods and earthquakes have been simulated.

In the past few days, everyone has to recite the emergency code every day, and the previous drill was even more lively.

As soon as the incident happened, everyone immediately started to act according to the rules as a conditioned reflex.

In just a few moments, the thick fog had not rolled in front of them. Under the demonstration of hundreds of volunteers and security personnel, the audience hurriedly put on their masks and began to evacuate in an orderly manner.

The thick fog was slowly pushing in with great force, but now when I saw the situation in front of me, I immediately accelerated my speed, which made me panic as if a miracle had turned bad.

Song Si was pushed to the back. There were several martial arts masters in front of him. Their pounding hearts calmed down a bit, and they saw that everyone was waiting for Mu Qingyun's command.

Even a master like Chi Ze has a certain attitude of obeying orders.

He was startled and felt a little complicated.

This Yue Qingqing's prestige is indeed very high!

But like this, it seems more and more likely that she is the mastermind behind the Anbang national-determination competition!

Chi Ze winked at Mu Qingyun and laughed loudly: "It's rare, why, this year you warlocks don't go into the ditch and want to bask in the sun?"

Bang!

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The thick fog had not yet dispersed, and several warlocks from the Three Islands Kingdom had not appeared to cause trouble. Instead, that 'Zhang Xiuqi' flew into the air, fell to the open ground, covered his neck, his face turned purple, and he coughed violently.

This guy was obviously focused on getting out and ignored the volunteers' rescue efforts.

If he is so eager to be unlucky, how can the warlocks from Mishima Country let him go?

I just picked him up and used it to establish his authority.

Zhang Xiuqi felt like his stomach was churning, like countless blades were cutting him. His heart was about to fly out of his throat, and he cried so hard that he burst into tears: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die. Spare me, and I can do anything you want."

, wuwu, I don’t want to die!”

There was a sneer in the mist.

Chi Ze was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Just now, it was obvious that they had the upper hand, and now it is good. This is a cry, and the momentum is gone.

Zhang Xiu was very scared on his face, and it seemed that he could exit if he begged for mercy. Mu Qingyun shook Qiu Shui sword at will, slammed, and smashed him without moving.

Obviously, the people of the Three Island Kingdom didn't care.

Song Si quickly bowed his head and didn't see it.

After a while, the warlocks finally showed up. An old man in a black robe, with more than 20 people, stood at the east gate of the gymnasium. All of them were old -fashioned, sharp, and fierce.

When Mu Qingyun saw the old man stepped forward slowly, he coughed lightly, showing the smile of Zhizhu in his face: "We-"

Without waiting for his words, Mu Qingyun picked up the flag on the table and waved gently.

Dangdang!

The bell sounds endlessly.

Suddenly, all martial arts in the stadium started running.

With the sound of clicking, a steel knife was raised on the ground, and there were huge institutions like a sledrance in the air swept away towards the war warlock on the Three Island Kingdoms.

"Sword Array!"

The disciples of the Yuncheng Martial Arts Pavilion came out with the sword array to escort the audience to speed up the exit.

Everyone, do not listen to these outsiders at all, do it directly, how to fight.

As soon as the audience retreated, the gymnasium instantly became a ‘institutional city’.

Where can the old man in Black robe still be able to hold the high shelf, iron slugs, steel knives, and even from time to time, gold water is sprayed to the sky, and the skin is ulcerated.

A group of warlocks were scared to hold their heads and rushed.

Seeing that the hidden weapon organ comes to an end.

Mu Qingyun took a few steps back and laughed: "Through the delusion, go on."

Chi Zeba rushed up.

Mu Changfeng and the masters of the reincarnation have not changed their brains. Seeing someone took the lead, he brushed it to the time.

Song Si: "..."

This is different from the scene he just thought.

Chizawa: He and the martial arts of the Three Island Kingdom have been on the talks for more than ten years. Today's scenes are also rare.

In a short time, less than ten minutes, the three island countries lost a dozen captives and fled out.

Mu Qingyun grabbed Mu Changfeng who was mad: "Don't worry, can't run, they will walk up, just hit Li Cai quickly."

Mu Changfeng didn't hold back, haha ​​laughed.

Others can't laugh too.

This group of warlocks of the three island nations is really aggressive. It seems that it seems to be going to set off a chaotic big demon head image.

This joy is enough for them to laugh a year.

Chi Ze also laughed, but sighed again: "The only defeat is the fool of this surname Zhang!"

Mu Qingyun shook his head and looked at the time: "Hurry up, let's clean up, the next game is Jiangnan Gu Mo to the magic knife door Shangluo, the two are not here, let's prepare."

She couldn't care about Zhang Xiuqi, and quickly took the volunteer and started to clean up the stadium.

It is easy for this agency to start, but this place is messy, but it takes a long time.

Gu Mo and Shang Luoqi walked out of the crowd, looked at each other, and stood on the side of the stadium.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay eating."

Mu Changfeng rushed to them.

For a while, the entire gymnasium was busy.

Song Si watched the stadium as if there was nothing else for a group of warriors, and actually opened the door and put it in.

It’s time to get ready for the competition!

Song Si: "..."

He saw Jianghu for the first time.
Chapter completed!
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