God level funny comparison system

With the eighth-level Qinshi skill card, Zhang Long's attainments in piano art are naturally greater than that of Guardian Lei, but his skill in swordsmanship is really inferior. It's not that Zhang Long's sword moves are not subtle enough, but because of his cultivation. Send someone a piece, after all, this guardian thunder is a master of the psychic period.

Therefore, Zhang Long can only ask the Zhijian system to help. The energy reserve of the Zhijian system is definitely not comparable to that of a psychic master.

Protector Lei is really tragic.

With a bang, Hufa Lei was blasted hundreds of meters away by the huge bloody sphere, and crashed into a mountain.

The mountain rock cracked, revealing a circular hole, and Protector Lei was embedded in it like a meatloaf. His limbs were spread out, his eyes were turned white, his tongue stuck out, and his body was covered in blood holes. It was obvious that he was dying.

Even the sword was shattered.

The three-meter-high armored man showed his true body, with fiery red armor, black chest, lingering flame marks, and blood-red eyes.

He turned around, and his heavy boots landed on the ground, making a rumbling sound.

Everyone was silent, their mouths were wide open, and they stared blankly at this war-god-like robot.

The grass that the bloody sphere pressed over left a channel that was two meters wide and hundreds of meters long. The ground was pushed down by more than a foot, and high soil was raised at both ends of the gully.In the void on both sides of the gully, plum blossoms were faintly swaying, and when they fell, a large area of ​​grass had their heads cut off.

"Death, or surrender?"

The eyes with flowing flames swept across the audience dully, and the cold and ruthless voice of the Zhijian system came.

Ruthless and loveless, no worries and no hatred, all there is is majestic power!

People swallowed their saliva, their bodies shook, and they took a few steps back involuntarily.

Protector Lei, the two elders, and the masters from the inner sect were all wiped out in the blink of an eye, not to mention the remaining scum from the outer sect?
People felt that their brains had turned into a paste, and they didn't know how to react. Only the mechanical blunt voice bombarded them again and again in their hearts.

"Shua la, hua la." At this moment, when everything was silent and everyone was standing still, Yu Wenqin walked out from the crowd.

Holding the long sword in her hand, her figure seemed to be very tired, and her steps were heavy. The pretty face looking at the armored man was also a little pale, and her red lips trembled slightly, but in her beautiful eyes, apart from a touch of complexity, there was also a trace of strength. The attachment that comes out.

"Zhang Long, I know I can't beat you, but I'd rather die in your hands than surrender." Taking a deep breath, looking at the stalwart man in armor in the distance, Yu Wenqin's delicate body became thinner and thinner. She held on to a sliver of courage.

Hearing this, the armored man's eyes stopped moving, and the armor all over his body began to dissolve rapidly, turning into a magma-like liquid. After spinning around Zhang Long's body for a while, all of it sank into the center of his eyebrows.

Zhang Long appeared, and the sky and the earth returned to the clearness before. Under the bright sunlight, his handsome face was slightly pale.

"Knowing that you can't beat me, you still fight, sister Yuwen, you are really stubborn," Zhang Long chuckled, then took a breath helplessly and said, "I really don't want to fight with beautiful women, well, I will give you a reason not to fight .”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Long raised his hand and wiped it in the shining red robe.

However, as soon as he lowered his head, Yu Wenqin moved.

With the sound of the wind, she stepped on the grass and flew, bringing out a series of afterimages, but in the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Zhang Long, the long sword in her hand trembled, and with a deafening hum, it pointed directly at Zhang Long's heart.

After the long sword was released, Yu Wenqin closed his eyes, with a sad smile in the corner of his mouth, and tears finally burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

She knew that she was not Zhang Long's opponent at all, the opponent could kill herself instantly with one move, so she deliberately used such a vicious move, just to anger Zhang Long, and then, died in his hands.

Let all the conflicts and sorrows go with the wind, she thought in her heart, but the scenes of Kewu University floated in her mind.

"Ding..." A harsh trembling sound came, and Yu Wenqin's forward figure suddenly paused and fell to the ground involuntarily.

She opened her eyes in astonishment and looked, the long sword in front of her was struggling and trembling, the tip of the sword was still tightly held by Zhang Long with two fingers, unable to advance an inch.

"Why didn't you just kill me?" Looking at Zhang Long with tears in his eyes, Yu Wenqin almost roared, his cold heart was already broken by the strength of the armored man and the involuntary conflict.

"Wow!" Zhang Long yelled exaggeratedly, looked at Yu Wenqin in a daze and said, "Do you want to die so much? You are a beautiful woman. You have a beautiful life. It is a pity to die. Besides, I never kill beautiful women."

"It's still a love interest." Lu Yuanjiang in the distance wiped off his cold sweat and sighed with emotion.

Yu Wenqin turned her head, unable to bear to look at Zhang Long, but the tears had stopped flowing, and said timidly: "You, why are you..."

"Because," Zhang Long interrupted Yu Wenqin's continuation, "Because I think we are still friends, but each is our own master."

"You also know that everyone is the master, I can't..." Yu Wenqin turned her head, the helplessness between her brows became more and more intense.

Zhang Long raised his hand, interrupted Yu Wenqin again, then stretched out his hand to wipe it in his bosom, and immediately spread his palm in front of Yu Wenqin, and said with a smile: "In order not to kill you, I found a reason for you not to have conflicts." .”

Yu Wenqin's eyes widened, and what lay in Zhang Long's palm was the token of the Heavenly Demon Sect's lord, the Yumo Token.

The black and red imperial magic order shone with a cold and sinister luster, even those people in the distance could see it clearly.

According to the rules of the Tianmo sect, all demons submit to the order of the demons.

"Yu Mo Ling? You, why do you..." Yu Wenqin exclaimed.

"Plop." Before her words fell, Lu Yuanjiang in the distance knelt down, stared at the magic token in Zhang Long's hand with eyes full of horror, and then fell on Zhang Long's face, sighing with his mouth slightly open: " This is too fucking amazing, he, who is he?"

"My grandfather is the last generation of the sect master of Tianmo Sect. That bastard Meng Que colluded with outsiders to harm my grandfather, and repeatedly violated my Zhang family. I came here to clean up the house for my grandfather." He glanced at Yu Wenqin and smiled again. Sweeping across the crowd in the distance, Zhang Long said softly.

"So that's how it is." Lu Yuanjiang, the elder brother of the black clothes hall of the outer sect, murmured alone, then blinked and said, "So, Senior Brother Long is the current suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect? With the imperial demon token in hand, isn't he the suzerain ?"

"Damn, I'm going to get rich!" As he said that, Lu Yuanjiang's eyes suddenly widened, with ecstasy in his eyes, and then he fell to the ground with all his body thrown down.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Long for taking over as suzerain! I wish Senior Brother Long a long life and the heavens, invincible in the world, forever and ever, enjoy the honor forever!" Lu Yuanjiang shouted loudly as he stuck to the ground like a big cake.

The voice was still echoing in the sky, and he suddenly turned around again, looking at the black-clothed disciples of the outer sect who were stunned behind him, his eyes widened, he got up angrily and ran over, and shouted angrily: "Why the hell are you just standing there? Did you see the imperial order? Senior Brother Long is the suzerain now, kneel down, kneel down for me, shit, did you fool me?"

Lu Yuanjiang lifted his feet and kicked the buttocks of those men in black one by one, until they knocked all the men in black to the ground, then knelt down again in peace.

On the other side, Wentian, the master of the Red Clothes Hall at the outer gate, blinked his eyes, and finally came to his senses. He looked at Lu Yuanjiang who had already prostrated himself, and then at Zhang Long and the magic token in his hand. After thinking about Zhang Long's words for a moment, he finally knelt down with a frown.

As soon as he knelt down, the rest of the outer disciples of the Red Clothes Hall behind him also knelt down in unison, and under the leadership of Wentian, they shouted in unison: "Congratulations to Sect Master Long, forever and ever, enjoy the honor forever!" Rong!"

The voices of dozens of people gathered together made the void tremble, which was quite domineering.

Zhang Long took a deep breath, with a satisfied smile on his face, it felt really good to be condescending and worshiped by others.

His gaze slowly moved to Yu Wenqin's face again, and he said with a light smile, "Sister Yuwen, if you seek death again, it is not an attachment, but a problem with IQ."

"Hehe..." Yu Wenqin smiled, raised his hand to touch his tears, shyly withdrew his long sword, and turned his head away, not wanting to face the embarrassing situation.

Zhang Long smiled lightly, walked around Yu Wenqin, and walked out with big strides. After looking at the audience, his face became serious, and he said loudly: "Since you are willing to follow me, then help clean up here now, and don't leave anything behind." trace."

"Follow the suzerain's decree! Lu Yuanjiang is willing to swear to follow him to the death, and he will never give up!" Lu Yuanjiang was the first to shout again, and he was the one who shouted the loudest. He was sincere.

Zhang Long grinned, looked at the guy with his butt raised and cast his body on the ground, shook his head and said with a smile: "Lu Yuanjiang, don't shout so loudly, I can hear you. Aren't you the master of the black-clothed hall in the outer sect? It's yours .”

"Hiss..." Gasping for air, Lu Yuanjiang stood up suddenly, looking at the smile on Zhang Long's face, his dull eyes burned quickly.

"Damn, I knew it, I knew I was going to be prosperous." With ecstasy and tears in his eyes, Lu Yuanjiang shouted in his heart, and then he laughed excitedly: "Thank you, Sect Master!"

"Hurry up, clean up the battlefield, why are you all standing still, you guys, move the corpse for me! No, I move the corpse for the hall master!" After a short pause, Lu Yuanjiang turned to face the gang The man in black shouted angrily.

Seeing Lu Yuanjiang's once powerful villain, all the men in black rolled their eyes, and obediently went to clean the battlefield.