Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

Wang Xuan couldn't help being speechless, he stepped back a few steps, and the moment he hid in the woods, he shouted: "Master, come out to pick up the guests."

The voice fell.

As expected, the chief deacon's heart tightened, he hurriedly stopped, and looked around vigilantly.

It's just that the surrounding area is empty, and there is no one.

At this moment, Wang Xuan had completely hid in the woods.

The chief deacon knew he had been fooled.

"Anger +199."

"I want to run, but there is no way!"

After the words fell, the chief deacon rushed directly into the woods.

"Master, it's really time to pick up the guests this time."

Wang Xuan spoke again.

The head deacon sneered all over his face, not believing it at all.

The terrifying palm charged towards Emperor Xuan's direction with surging vigor.

Just the next moment, a white robe fell from the sky and slapped the head deacon on the back.

The chief deacon shot with all his strength, and there was no time to guard against it.

Hearing a bang, his body turned somersaults forward, and blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Mrs. Sun appeared.

The head deacon suddenly realized this.

When Wang Xuan yelled for the first time, he was not within the range of Master Sun's attack at all, and the reason why Wang Xuan yelled was to make him relax his vigilance.

When he was completely enraged and rushed in, he fell into Huang Xuan's trap.

"What a terrible scheming."

"Master Sun, I will leave this guy to you."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he rushed directly to the direction of Deacon Feng and Chen Yun.

The chief deacon was locked on by Master Sun's breath, and he didn't dare to move, looking at Master Sun vigilantly.

On the other side, the pumpkin also appeared.

As for Yang Jing, he hid on a tree branch and shivered.

He's just a soy saucer.

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Chapter 131

"Deacon Feng, they rushed over."

The farmer's disciple said.

Deacon Feng just had a sneer on his face. He was not in a hurry to make a move, but was waiting.

See if Wang Xuan has any accomplices.

Although Master Sun blocked the most powerful Chief Deacon, but he, Deacon Feng, was not a vegetarian either.

Deacon Feng carefully observed his surroundings with a look of vigilance.

At this moment, Wang Xuan and Pumpkin had rushed over.

"kill!"

Several disciples of the farm family couldn't help but make a move.

These are all Deacon Feng's confidantes, and they are very vicious.

At this moment, the power of the eighth-grade pumpkin was fully erupted, and a farm student's head was smashed into pieces with one palm.

Wang Xuan was a little surprised.

Since when did Pumpkin get so rough? Wasn't he very skillful before?

It was probably broken by Norixiong.

Wang Xuan also drew his sword and rushed forward.

Lihen's swordplay erupted with a red light.

"Pfft!"

He slashed across the neck of a farmer's disciple neatly, and the other party held his throat and let out a bloody sword, falling to the ground.

With the cooperation of Wang Xuan and Pumpkin, the several farm disciples who rushed up fell to the ground and died in a blink of an eye.

Wang Xuan did not expect that he would be so ruthless and merciless in killing people.

No, it's not that I'm too cruel, it must be that they are destined to die today, and I'm just obeying the destiny.

The strength of the disciples of these peasant families is generally between the third and fourth ranks, and when they meet the seventh rank Emperor Profound and the eighth rank pumpkin, they are basically unstoppable.

Pumpkin didn't hold any weapons in his hands, and endless black energy lingered on his palms. If he struck down with one palm, he would always be killed with one blow.

It's just a little bit cruel, where the enemy's head was smashed, or a hole was grabbed in the chest.

It is hard to imagine that this was actually caused by humans.

"what!"

A peasant student was so frightened that he turned around and ran, shouting as he ran.

But the next moment, the pumpkin turned into an afterimage and rushed up, slapping the back of his head with a palm.

"boom!"

His head was scratched with several bloody holes.

Pretty brutal.

Wang Xuan was also dumbfounded.

No, it's not that the pumpkin is cruel, but that the disciples of these farmers deserve to die. They have committed too many sins, and the pumpkin is helping them to wash away their sins. Well, it must be like this.

"Take your life!"

Just when Wang Xuan was in a daze, a figure quickly rushed towards his position, it was Chen Yun.

Seeing Chen Yun rushing towards him, Wang Xuan sneered.

Lihen's sword technique erupted, and the sword was like a surging river.

Form a white sword shield in front of his body.

This made Chen Yun not know where to start, and he was stunned on the spot.

Wang Xuan was also stunned.

"What the hell are you attacking! I'm so good at dancing, if you don't come up, how can I hit you?"

"Go to hell!"

Chen Yun finally found a loophole.

The sword in his hand was as weird as a spirit snake.

"Boom."

A loud bang.

It was easily blocked by Wang Xuan.

Immediately afterwards, the Lihuo swordsmanship broke out, and Chen Yun could only defend.

Chen Yun took a few steps back, his face flushed, a mouthful of blood came to his mouth, and he suppressed it.

Absolutely can't spit it out, it will make you look inferior to the other party.

Thinking like this, Chen Yun swallowed the mouthful of blood.

Mmm, a little salty.

"Take your life!"

After the farmer's disciples were all dead, Deacon Feng finally confirmed that there was no other ambush around, and rushed towards Wang Xuan with a strong momentum.

"No one can hurt the son in front of me."

At this moment, Pumpkin let out a loud roar, and that thin body burst into a terrifying aura instantly, and met Deacon Feng.

Previously, the pumpkin's internal strength reached the eighth rank, but the external strength only stayed at the sixth rank.

But in desperation, he broke through on the spot, and his external skills reached the seventh rank, and the first shot was thunderous.

Collided with Deacon Feng.

"boom!"

A powerful force forms a gust of wind around it.

Deacon Feng's offensive was unexpectedly blocked.

Moreover, Deacon Feng felt as if he had hit a stone with his sword just now, and his chest was churning with blood.

This Deacon Feng is a ninth-rank martial artist himself, and he didn't take advantage of the pumpkin who was both internal and external.

Of course, Pumpkin didn't feel well either, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, after all, there was a big gap between him and the other party in terms of martial arts.

"Pumpkin, are you okay?"

Wang Xuan asked with concern.

"Don't worry, son, I don't pay attention to this old bastard."

Pumpkin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Deacon Feng like a hungry wolf.