Calamity Crown

Nanhai Sijue understood this truth when he was young. Even though he hadn't set foot in the rivers and lakes for 20 years, he never dared to forget the essence of the rivers and lakes, because...

They want to live.

Living is the first.

Only by living can there be a future.

As for dignity and face?

What the heck.

Qin Huan'er looked at the Nanhai Sijue who was kneeling in front of her with contempt in her eyes. Just now, the Nanhai Qijie made her feel that the name of the Nanhai School was not worthy of its name. Now the appearance of the Nanhai Sijue gave her a new understanding of the Nanhai School .

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!

Do not!

To be precise, teach by precept and example!

With such elders, how could the Seven Heroes of the South China Sea be good things!

The female swordsman looked at Sijue of the South China Sea who was kneeling in front of her, and looked at Goethe with questioning eyes. After Goethe nodded slightly, the female swordsman threw a medicine bottle at the four of them.

"Seven insects, seven herbs and seven flower pills."

"Eat it and you will live."

The four masters of the South China Sea looked at each other, instinctively showing resistance and unwillingness in their eyes.

Seven insects, seven grasses and seven flower pills, they have never heard of it.

But listening to the name is not a fun thing.

Maybe it's the same thing as the "Three Corpse Brain Pill" mentioned by "Wu Sheng" back then.

However, for survival.

The four of them just hesitated for a moment, then picked up the medicine bottle and poured out four pills. After one pill for each person, the boss of Sijue in the South China Sea respectfully handed the porcelain bottle to the female swordsman.

"My lord, the little ones know that many guys are also nearby."

"Let the little ones find them out for you!"

After returning the medicine bottle, Nanhai Sijue began to perform his best in order to live better.

The four people in the South China Sea thought quite clearly.

Now that he has joined Goethe's camp, he must perform well and obtain a corresponding status.

Only with status can one be treated.

To put it simply, not only must they survive, but the four of them have already begun to think about how to live better.

And just as the four people's voices fell, several figures hidden around them jumped out of the shadows, turned around and ran at a very fast speed.

But the faster ones are the ones who are farther away.

That's two people!

One south and one north.

One holds a telescope in one hand.

The other one is empty-handed, but wears a pair of weird-looking glasses.

The two reacted sharply and had an extraordinary breath.

Even when retreating, they are not as embarrassed as those people near the street.

They are confident that the distance is enough that they can run away.

Even if Goethe raised his hand, hundreds of people could die.

That's no ordinary person.

They are all well-trained players.

Among them, there are several fighters who have mastered the 'absolute domain', which is enough to be a signature boxer among ordinary small and medium-sized enterprises. Even joining some large companies can also get quite a courtesy.

But just die.

When Goethe raised his hand, he died.

It's completely dead and unclear.

This made the two extremely terrified.

At this moment, the two of them already understood that nothing could be done.

After discovering that Nanhai Si surrendered shamelessly, the two of them cursed the four for having no bottom line, and at the same time they chose to retreat without any hesitation.

Nanhai Sijue stared at the two fleeing farther away, and they all froze for a moment.

"Anyone else?"

"Which side are you from?"

The four guessed, and the boss frowned secretly.

Because, he found, the four of them couldn't catch up with these two.

The opponent is too far away.

And, it's extremely fast.

Damn!

If the adults let us go after these two...

Thinking of this, the boss of the Four Uniques in the South China Sea had a bitter look on his face.

If you just join and fail the mission, then the benefits will definitely be gone.

The remaining three of the South China Sea Four Absolutes obviously also thought of this, and their faces turned bitter.

But the next moment, the four of them were stunned.

Rumble!

The sky was thunderous and deafening.

The lightning is fast and the light is dazzling.

It was as if two sharp swords cut down the sky, and the two fleeing people were reduced to ashes.

They are fast, but not as fast as lightning.

They are far away, but still in Goethe's field of vision.

And some of the life-saving means they thought they had turned into jokes when faced with [Lightning].

Thunder still echoed in my ears.

The four masters of the South China Sea were dumbfounded.

The people who fled around were even more stunned.

run?

How to run?

Who can outrun lightning?

Moreover, such power...

It is terrible!

It has exceeded the cognition of everyone present.

At this moment, the hearts of these people were shattered by those two bolts of lightning.

"Is this the legendary power of destruction?"

"A special power that only one in ten thousand fighters can master after reaching the 'ultimate power'!"

"My lord is worthy of being a descendant of 'Wu Sheng'!"

After the four masters of the South China Sea came back to their senses, as if they had rehearsed hundreds of times, they all shouted in unison——

"The descendants of the Martial Saints are invincible in the world, and they will dominate the rivers and lakes for thousands of years."

Hearing such words, even a female swordsman as tough as Li Yuan couldn't stand it.

It's too embarrassing.

The kind of embarrassment that gives people goosebumps.

As for Qin Huan'er?

Even poking the ground with his toes, he was just short of digging out a three-bedroom and one-living room.

But Goethe didn't care.

embarrassing?

Well, embarrassing.

Disgusting?

kinda.

But he was talking about the descendants of Wu Sheng, not Goethe.

Even if it is Goethe, he is not really Goethe.

Moreover, when he was in the 'college', he had met more nasty and disgusting guys than this one. In order to flatter him, those guys wanted to taste whether his people were salty or mild.

It's a pity that as [Body] gets stronger and stronger, he can basically only get in and not out.

The powerful viscera digested everything he ate.

As for indigestion?

He didn't eat steel, how could he not be able to digest it.

However, even if it is steel, he can still digest it if he thinks of a way.

Thinking in his heart, Goethe looked at those people who were about to run away, and said with a smile: "I give you two ways, the first is that you take the Qichong Qicao Qihua Pills yourself, become servants of the boxing gym, and live well." .”

The voice of the voice is calm and breezy, like a breeze blowing on the face.

But in the ears of these people, there were thunderstorms.

Some people are unwilling, but they are afraid of death and choose to accept their fate.

Some people are not reconciled, but choose to resist.

For example, among these people, the man with a head as big as a bucket and a copper hammer in his hand was followed by five strangely shaped people, some with big mouths, some with big hands, some with big feet, some with long stature, and some with short stature. In short, it seems that there is not a single good person, and with the addition of six people dressed in sackcloth, they look like evil spirits dug out after being buried.

The one with the head as big as a bucket stared at Goethe with a hideous face.

"What about the second rule?"

"Are you trying to say we're going to die?"

As he spoke, the other party waved the copper hammer in his hand, making a scalp-numbing sound of breaking through the air.

The five people behind also stepped forward together.

It looks like a ghost out of a cage.

Goethe smiled and shook his head.

"of course not."

"The boxing gym is in dire straits, and I am in urgent need of manpower here. Therefore, I will give you the second way - I will feed you Qichong Qicao Qihua pills with my own hands, and let you become servants of the boxing gym to recuperate for a period of time." After that, he is still alive and well."

The people around were startled.

Obviously didn't expect the second way to be like this.

The man with a head as big as a bucket was a little bit unresponsive.

He thought about it carefully, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

In the end, he was so angry that he screamed and rushed towards Goethe.

"Oh, Mangshan Six Ghosts."