God level takeaway system

The muscles on Wang Mian's face twitched.

"Fatty man, can you swear to be sincere, it will work." Bai Yuxin slapped Liu Qing on the back of the head and said.

The fat man felt his mouth was dry, and he said what he said just now, and another thunderbolt struck down. This thunder was less than two steps away from the fat man, and the lightning that reached the ground entered a part of the fat man's body. It made his whole body tremble.

The fat man's face was pale, and he was really panicked, but if he had to swear sincerely, he would have endless resentment in his heart.

It is true that he wants to take revenge on Wang Mian, so it is really powerless to fight head-on?Over the years, entrapping Wang Mian has some advantages, and he also did some actions secretly.

If not, how can you compete with Wang Mian purely relying on your own strength?Isn't that the same as courting death?

But Wang Mian's gaze towards Fatty became colder and colder, with murderous intent, but Wang Mian knew that this was not a real sky thunder, and someone was secretly helping him.

Seeing this, the fat man had no choice but to raise his hand again and shouted loudly to the sky. This time he really swore with his heart, but nothing unusual happened.

This made the fat man breathe a sigh of relief.

But this practitioner swears that it will indeed come true or some revenge will be imposed on him. It will be fine if the fat man does not cultivate the golden core in the future. Especially sincerity vows.

The fat man gritted his teeth and entered the dense forest. Bai Yuxin looked at Wang Mian with complicated eyes. Regardless of whether he was born or not, this child may be able to conquer the Li family with the shackles of fate, but he has lived with her for nearly 30 years after all.

In the dark and blind situation, Wang Mian took good care of her and was a truly filial son. Maybe when Bai Yuxin carried Wang Mian out of Li's house at first, she felt a little resentful for the baby in her arms, but then After being dependent on each other for a long time, Bai Yuxin has long regarded Wang Mian as her own son.

Bai Yuxin even thought that it might be the best result for Wang Mian to become an ordinary person and live like her for the rest of her life, away from family disputes.

Without Wang Mian's Li family, the fat man must be the real heir of the Li family, and Bai Yuxin had already thought about this.

So in the past, Bai Yuxin had been persuading Wang Mian to be an ordinary person, fearing that Wang Mian's terrifying talent would be so outstanding that it would attract the attention of the upper class.

Originally, fate also developed in this way. After graduation, Wang Mian did become mediocre, but fate played tricks on people. After being humiliated, Wang Mian got the system and united his fate with the Li family.

"Mian'er, take care, I won't let him hurt you." Bai Yuxin said.

Wang Mian's eye circles turned red and he said, "Mother, I don't blame you."

Bai Yuxin heard the overtones, her shoulders trembled, she turned around, not to let Wang Mian see, and walked into the dense forest.

"How do you four feel?" Wang Mian turned around and asked.

"Boss, our strength is weakening very quickly. I'm afraid we won't last for 3 hours before we become ordinary people." Guan Luye said.

Wang Mian was startled, he didn't expect the same poison to have such an exaggerated effect when it entered the body of Guan Luye and the others.

Wang Mian looked to the left and right, and sensed again. He knew that there was no one around. As for the person who secretly helped to use thunder and lightning, Wang Mian could sense that the other party had left.

"This poison is not fatal. I have researched it a long time ago. It will only reduce your strength, but when it drops to a certain level, it will stop." Wang Mian thought for a while and said, "Go into my storage bag first. .”

Wang Mian's storage bag has also been strengthened twice. No matter what he said now, he still has about 700 million points, and the cost of primary and intermediate identification symbols can still be spent.

Wang Mian even appraised Rolls Royce and other previous possessions.

The storage bag was originally able to accommodate five people, but now it can accommodate more than 30 people.

After passing the high-level appraisal, Wang Mian is 100% sure that it can accommodate more than 50 people. This is a life-saving artifact in times of crisis.

After Wang Mian took Guan Luye and the others in, he walked through the forest.

"Hey—look, isn't this the kid who brought four beauties with him in front of the mountain gate and had conflicts with the Shaolin monk?"

Wang Mian stood still, and found five people holding daggers on the tree branch opposite. From their clothes, Wang Mian could tell that these people belonged to Shushan, and Shushan was the backer of Ma's family. After his death, the Ma family now has no successors.

Shushan dispatched 5 people to participate in this competition.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it seems that those two beauties were killed." One of them said.

"It's a pity. I wanted to meet and play with him in this mountain forest."

"Speak wildly, Wang, you are a decent family, why are you so dirty that you are not as good as a demon?" Wang Mian glared his eyes angrily, and shouted loudly.

"Ah--boy, mortals, we dare not kill, but you are in the acquired realm anyway, and you can be regarded as a person of cultivation. You are so rude to us-kneel down and give us a few bangs, I I will spare you."

The four Shushan swordsmen jumped down from the tree, and Wang Mian could clearly perceive their blood, just like Xiantian could truly perceive their true state.

Wang Mian knew that these five people were all innate realms, and used means to suppress the realms.

"Okay, gentlemen, come to me, and I will kowtow and confess to you in person." Wang Mian suddenly put on a smile, as if he wasn't the one who was angry just now.

The five people looked at each other and felt that Wang Mian was a bit weird, but they knew from a little perception that Wang Mian was indeed in the acquired realm, even if he played tricks, could it be that he was still the five innate opponents?

But what Wang Mian was afraid of was that the four of them would run away with flying swords after he suddenly rushed up. Wang Mian's heart was already filled with monstrous anger?This kind of competition is not fair at all. Any martial art with some strength is an innate competition for dispatch.

The Houtian Lingzi Contest was nothing short of fart. At first, Wang Mian felt that he seemed to be deceiving others too much. After all, his Houtian realm seemed a little special.

The five people approached slowly, and when they reached 5 steps in front of Wang Mian, Wang Mian's knees were slightly bent, and there were proud smiles on the faces of the five people. A blood-red writing brush appeared and swiped towards the nearest swordsman.

There was still a smile on this man's face, and his head had already flown up 4,5 meters high, and then he looked stunned and didn't know what was going on, his head fell to the ground, and his stomach spurted blood.

The other four Xiantian just reacted, Wang Mian kicked his legs on the ground, like a tiger, suddenly rushed towards a person and stepped on the chest of this person, there was the sound of bones shattering, blood spurting, and the sound of his body flying upside down and cutting the air. , so that this person died of fear of his internal organs being ruptured before he landed.

The remaining three felt their scalps go numb. How could this be a sheep? This was a tiger in sheep's clothing.Even want to control the flying sword to escape?But he also felt that the two people who died were just careless. After a little hesitation, Wang Mian spread his fists, as if he had fixed a Tai Chi diagram on his body. The white dots were right fists, and the black dots were left fists. The energy flowed. , Only the fist wind can make a person unstable.

Taking advantage of the opponent's unsteady footsteps, Wang Mian jumped forward and shouted loudly like thunder: "Go to hell, scum." Another punch pierced the chest of another person, and the shattered heart jumped out from the back of the heart.

Returning the brush in his hand, he swiped at the flying swords of the two people, that's right, they were flying swords at the other side, because Wang Mian found out that the two of them wanted to run away.

The two instinctively resisted with the flying sword, "Dang~dang~" two times, the flying sword broke in response, and the two were dumbfounded.He also forgot to run away, looking at Wang Mian covered in blood, like a Shura from hell.

Wang Mian wiped the blood off his face and said, "This blood really stinks, as stinky as your disgusting language." Wang Mian walked towards the two of them step by step, and the two of them were like ordinary people in distress, step by step. To retreat, no one dared to turn around and run.

"Kneel down—kowtow, I may spare you." Wang Mian suddenly shouted.