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Chapter 185 The Palace of Death

When the transport convoy arrived at a place with a flat field of vision three hundred miles away from Greenfield City, thousands of masked men in black surrounded them from all directions, all of them with fierce killing intent, and their eyes were fierce. Looking at the convoy that was intercepted in front of him.

Each of these nearly a thousand men in black possessed the cultivation level of ball spirits or golfers. At this time, a masked man who looked like a leader slowly walked out from among the men in black.

The aura emanating from his body seems to have reached the realm of a high-level player.He glanced at the middle-aged man who had already stood up on the leading car opposite, and said lightly:
"Our Hall of Death is entrusted by people to take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. Come to kill and wait for the remnants of evil, and your Guo family will disappear in Green Field City from now on. The reason why I tell you is just to make you understand ghosts. "

"Do it!" The leading man in black commanded just as he was about to wave his hand.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, dozens of men and women dressed in guard clothes strode out from the middle of the convoy. The speaker was Guo Feng, the Patriarch of the Guo family who had been hiding his identity all the way.

"The name of the Hall of Death is unknown in Jianghu, and I have long admired it for a long time. Please give me a cup of tea, sir, and allow us to discuss it?"

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that a cultivator in the realm of a little ball king wants to negotiate terms with us, but since you are about to die, I will allow you a moment, let's talk!"

"Presumptuous! A small player dares to be so arrogant. You have to know that all the masters of the Guo family have come here in advance. Killing your mere thousand pawns is just a matter of playing the command room." The younger brother Guo Ming jumped off the head of the convoy, pointed at the black clothes in front of him and shouted.

The leader of the man in black was not angry at the other party's offense, and without looking at the other party, he still said calmly: "Say it quickly, your time is running out!"

"You!" The annoyed Guo Ming didn't pay attention to the little ball in front of him at all. Just as he was about to say something, his elder brother and Patriarch Guo Feng gave him a cold look.

At this time, the eldest daughter Guo Zilan followed her father. She also quietly stepped forward to hold Guo Ming's clothes and called her second uncle in a low voice, which was self-evident.

Guo Ming, who seemed to be very afraid of his brother, muttered a few words in a low voice, then turned around and returned to the front of him.

"The Death Palace is different from other killer organizations, but only has three kills, that is, slaughtering the family, beheading the clan, and destroying the country. It never kills for others alone or in groups. One kill is an entire family or a sect, or even a country. , I don’t know if I’m right or not!”

"You still have half a cup of nonsense time left for tea!" The leading man in black still talked and replied.

"I want to make a deal with Your Excellency. I am willing to donate the savings of the Guo family for hundreds of years, including half of the green field city. I will stay away from troubles and keep my name anonymous in exchange for this catastrophe." The head of the family, Guo Feng, said loudly.

"Father! Brother!" Daughter Guo Ziyu and younger brother Guo Ming hurriedly persuaded after hearing the words.

"I have made up my mind, you shut up, or you will be expelled from the family immediately!" Guo Feng reprimanded sharply.

Guo Feng had heard about the terrifying power of the Death Hall for a long time. This terrifying killer organization had never missed a single shot since its rise a thousand years ago.

There are countless families, sects, and even some countries that have been wiped out silently by him, and they have never missed a single shot, and they have always been stubborn.

Those are all countries with hundreds, thousands, or millions of people. After one night, they completely turned into hellish scenes on earth.

A player who dares to bring a thousand low-level killers to destroy his Guo family, how can he have no cards, he is not as impulsive as the younger brother who doesn't know the details, as the saying goes, the ignorant has no fear.

"We are only responsible for killing people, not for negotiating transactions. You are talking about the piano with the cow! Sorry!" The man in black on the opposite side threw his hands at him, and said lightly, "Kill!"

Seeing that Guo Feng, who did not talk to the other party, retreated quickly towards the direction of the convoy, standing on the roof of the car with his younger brother, directing his men to start a defensive counterattack.

Although their Guo family is far inferior to the opponent in terms of number of personnel, but in terms of high-end cultivation, they are far superior to the opponent. There are only two masters at the level of the king of the ball, namely the owner and Guo Ming. There are also dozens of generals, obviously quite confident, but Guo Feng faintly feels that this catastrophe will be very difficult to pass.

The masked man in black who received the order did not raise the magic weapon like the opponent did, or put up the protective mask, or squeezed a few talismans tightly in his hands to attack.

Instead, they rushed over with bare hands and fierce gazes. They all kept a close eye on each other. They didn't bully the least with more, and no matter how much higher the opponent's cultivation level was than themselves, they just started to get close to each other.

Yan San is one of the old generals of the Guo family. He has the cultivation base of an elementary ball player. He is loyal. Metal vitality poured into his internal force to chop the opponent, quite like the fighting style of martial arts figures.

At this time, a black-clothed man with a ball spirit cultivation level chose him, and immediately rushed over. Yan San was quite angry when he saw it. This was simply a humiliation to him. Ant-like provocation, he will not be polite at all, let alone dodge anything intentionally.

When the man in black was less than ten feet away from the enemy, he arrived in front of Yan San like a shooting star in an instant. Seeing that he was still in shape, with a ghost-headed sword in his hand, he was still close to him without changing his expression. Enter.

Seeing that the enemy wanted to die so much, Yan San stepped forward with a smirk, pierced the opponent with the big knife in his hand in an instant, and when he wanted to cut him in two with the knife, he looked up and saw the opponent's hollow body like relief. There is still a faint smile between the eyes and the corners of the mouth.

I only heard the other party say with the strength of the last breath: "Heavenly thunder!"

Then there was a sound of "Boom!", and a violent beam of light shot up into the sky like lightning and thunder. It turned out that there was an explosive weapon hidden in the body of the man in black. With the explosion, anyone or anyone within the range of Zhang Xu would be killed. Everything turned to dust in an instant, and no one survived.

The moment poor Yan San fell, he realized that these killers were just a group of dead men. All they need to do is to get close to you, and they can kill each other in the same way.

At this time, the sound of thunder and explosions began to sound continuously around the convoy, one after another like fireworks and firecrackers, without stopping for a long time.

Under the contact between the two parties, in less than a few tens of breaths of time, the Guo family has only dozens of powerful family members left at this time, and all of them are either stumped, broken arms, or injured, obviously unable to dodge. Thunderstorms followed the explosion.

(End of this chapter)