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Chapter 154 Buddha, help me!
Nameless desert island.

The eight masters, representing the forces from all directions, landed on the island one after another to search for the Raksha Token. In addition, more than fifty second-rate red sticks swam to the deserted island in groups of two to find the Raksha Token for their bosses.

These fifty or so second-rate red sticks are not only from the eight big bosses who invited the master, but also from the big bosses who are trying to opportunistically.

If it is going to the arena to fight and fight for the Raksha Token, these people will definitely not dare to enter the arena, because no matter how many second-rate red sticks, it is impossible to defeat the Xiantian Grandmaster. have luck.

As long as the younger brother is smarter, finds the token and hides it quickly, maybe he will be lucky enough to pass the level and swim back.

After all, the desert island is quite big.

"Tietou, have you found the Rakshasa order?"

Zhao Nanshan came up behind Tietou quietly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Huh~~ Mr. Huo, it's you!"

Tie Tou, who was startled, exhaled, shook his head and said, "We haven't found the token yet, but we searched very carefully. As long as the Raksha Ling is nearby, we will definitely be able to find the token."

"Okay, you continue."

Zhao Nanshan didn't clean up the mobs immediately.

The deserted island with an area of ​​[-] mu, the Grandmaster searched it very hard, and it was still useful to keep them.

The most urgent task is to kill the master of the underworld and maximize the double merit package.

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The southeast corner of the deserted island.

The hideous King of North Legs is instigating Ale's subordinates. The old god sits on the rock comfortably, gnawing on the apples that came along from the dining table, and said arrogantly: "Hey, cheer me up, one A frowning person, dead mother or dead father?... Tree holes, rock holes, and overturned mud may hide Rakshasa orders, and no corners can be missed, do you hear me?"

"I heard you, senior."

He Liansheng and several red sticks responded in distress.

There was a big boss nagging at the side, how could they concentrate on finding things?
"Hmph, if you don't do it yourself, let us search, he really will take advantage of it."

A second-rate red stick with yellow hair couldn't help complaining in a mosquito-like voice.

"Whoosh~~"

A piece of rhombus broken off from the stone turned into a cold light and suddenly sank into the neck of this person.

In an instant, blood surged wildly.

This person couldn't even utter a scream, he could only clutch his neck and fall to the ground twitching, waiting for his life to pass, his facial features were frighteningly distorted.

When the others saw this scene, they were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat. They quickly gathered their energy and buried themselves in the search for the Rakshasa Order, not daring to make a sound.

"Well, it's finally time to do something!"

Sitting on the stone, the King of North Legs had a gratified smile on his face.

"I was so moved when I saw it..."

"Who?"

The North Leg King's expression tightened, and he turned around suddenly.

shuh~~
A cold light pierced the sky, and flashed across the North Leg King like lightning.

The first-class lightness kung fu, ruthless and hot-legged king of the northern legs, the body-protecting qi propped up in the face of danger, is as fragile as thin paper under the sword blade of the fish intestines, and the head is moved away from the neck in response.

Wang Jun's cultivation is not bad, but he is too careless.

He didn't even notice that Zhao Nanshan was close to him, and he didn't know who did it when he died.

"Ding, kill the northern leg king 'Wang Jun' and reward 1450 points of merit!"

1450 double is 2900 points of merit credited.

The merit points accumulated by Zhao Nanshan soared to 71752 points in an instant.

And this is just the beginning...

To kill the King of the North Legs, Ah Le's subordinates must not let them go. Kill those with more than [-] karma, and stun those with less than [-] karma, so as not to leak the news.

It took a few seconds to deal with Ah Le's subordinates, and his merits increased by more than 100 points.

"Next, Brutal Bear!"

"let's go!"

Zhao Nanshan put away the fish intestine sword, turned into Midnight Shura, and left quietly.

The wild bear is on the south side of the deserted island, very close to the southeast corner.

Although this person is a new underworld master on the list, he has a lot of karma, which is as high as a thousand points.

It is impossible for Zhao Nanshan to let him go.

The eight masters who entered the deserted island, except himself and King Li, could be killed by anyone.

Whether it's Yelang, the second leader of the Yuenan Gang, or Lei Yaoyang, the Dongxing Ben Leihu, their karma is no lower than that of the wild bear.

Their karma value is higher than that of Situ Haonan and the others. It may be because of their strength. Grandmasters kill people very easily. When they clash with their opponents, they can kill a monster with one punch.

One kick can kill several people.

Karma value, how could it not be high?

When Zhao Nanshan was eyeing the wild bear, Hai Long, who was misunderstood and assassinated the seven speakers, crossed the sea and arrived at the deserted island for a while, and encountered the Jade Face Buddha and Lei Yaoyang who joined together. The three had a tacit understanding They stopped and stared at each other.

"Dulong, you assassinated my fellow sect, I want you to pay in blood!"

Lei Yaoyang roared at Hai Long.

Hailong is also known as the poisonous dragon because of his unique skill "Huagumianzhang" which can corrode the human body.

However, this title is rarely yelled in person, because it will annoy Hai Long, and he will be hit with a bone-melting palm and turn into a pool of blood.

"Bastard, why did I kill your fellow disciple?"

Hai Long said angrily.

"Dare to argue?"

Lei Yaoyang was furious, and suddenly stretched out his hands, urging his true energy.

Two balls of pale golden flames emerged out of thin air, burning blazingly attached to the palms. The jade-faced Buddha, who was several meters away, felt an oncoming heat wave, and naturally stepped back a few steps.

Because fat people are most afraid of heat!

"A mere junior, how dare you show off your might in front of Lord Hai? Since you want to seek death, then I will grant you!"

Most of the masters of the underworld are rebellious, Hai Long, the master who has been famous for a long time, naturally cannot explain patiently, seeing Lei Yaoyang urging the exercises, he did not hesitate to muster his true energy, and made an attacking gesture with his right hand, like a swimming dragon roundabout reversal.

"Bone-melting palm!"

"The Buddha's light shines!"

Lei Yaoyang and Hai Long attacked almost at the same time.

The palm turned into a poisonous palm, and when the palm was struck, the wind was strong, like a heavy smog condensed into a dragon, and let out a piercing roar, and struck Lei Yaoyang like lightning.

The Tathagata God Palm cultivated by Lei Yaoyang casts the light of the Buddha in the sky, just like the Buddha descending, purifying the poisonous dragon rushing towards him.

The palm of the Tathagata, which is as powerful as the sky, has a wonderful restraint effect on the Huagumian palm.

The palm force that the two of them struck in the air, disappeared in the night in an instant.

"Something good!"

"Unfortunately, it's still too tender."

"Within 3 minutes, this deity will take your head!"

Hai Long's face was full of arrogance, and then his body flickered and disappeared in place.

Not to be outdone, Lei Yaoyang quickly used his physical skills and started a close fight with Hai Long.

Both of them are innate warriors, a gifted up-and-coming master, and a veteran mafia master. This is a battle between the old and new masters. The fighting is extremely fierce and ruthless.

The jade-faced Buddha looked at it with relish, but he almost didn't hold the melon seeds in his hand.

Rows and rows of coconut trees around them were destroyed in less than half a minute. They were either corroded and broken by the palm of the bone, or uprooted by the palm of the Tathagata. There were broken branches and debris everywhere, and the dust was flying.

"Stab!"

Lei Yaoyang, who had just entered the mid-innate stage, lost to Hai Long, who had been famous for a long time. His left arm was used by the opponent's dragon claw, and there were four bloody flesh under the claw, leaving four claw marks with deep bone visible.

"Buddha, help me!"

Lei Yaoyang knew he was invincible, so he hurriedly shouted.

"Give me 2000 million, and I will help you."

The jade-faced Buddha is very thick and black.

Lei Yaoyang's face darkened when he heard this, he held his breath in his chest, and wanted to curse the Jade Face Buddha, but he didn't dare to utter a word.

Because, he was afraid that the other party would be scolded away, or join forces with Hai Long to kill him.

The master of the underworld has always been moody, and if he disagrees with him, he will kill him, and it's not like it hasn't happened...

(End of this chapter)