Chapter 51 Senior God of War Wang Tong, die!

A smile appeared on Jiang Lan's face behind his helmet.

As expected of a system product, this Thunder Blade is probably several times sharper than the God of War level weapons in this world!

The combat uniform on Wang Tong in front of him looked like paper in front of the Thunder Blade.

Wang Tong was not frightened for too long, Jiang Lan swung his sword several times in succession.

Each sword was more powerful than the previous one, causing bursts of explosion-like sounds in the air.

Although he was physically injured, as a high-level god of war, Wang Tong's physical fitness was not compromised.

Between life and death, Wang Tong unleashed all the potential in his body and ran away desperately.

He couldn't care less about being shocked at this moment.

It looked like he was about to die, and he was so shocked!

He covered the wound on his chest with his left hand, aimed at a direction with fewer monsters, and flew hundreds of meters in an instant, putting some distance between him and Jiang Lan.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan used all his mental power to wrap up his combat uniform and push him straight towards the direction where Wang Tong escaped.

At the same time, the war blade in his hand was still swung out one by one, and in the blink of an eye, he had already swung sixteen times.

With the blessing of the Phantom Sword Technique, every sword strike by Jiang Lan now seemed to carry an aura that would destroy the world.

Seeing this scene, the beast-level monsters with a little bit of intelligence on the street all ran away in all directions.

This is the instinct of the beast.

They knew that if they did not escape at this moment, they would die on the spot as long as they were slightly caught in the aftermath of the battle.

With the dual blessing of mental power and physical fitness, Jiang Lan's speed has reached an almost incredible level.

If there were outsiders watching the battle, they would not even be able to catch Jiang Lan's shadow, and would only be able to feel the terrifying hurricane being carried away.

Jiang Lan's speed at this time has reached more than a thousand meters per second!

Almost in the blink of an eye, Jiang Lan was behind Wang Tong, and the bloodthirsty look in his eyes flashed behind his helmet.

"die!"

The eighteenth sword was swung out, carrying 525% of Jiang Lan's power, whistling and slashing towards Wang Tong, who had his back turned to him.

"laugh!"

Cut it off!

Wang Tong's entire body was cut in half by a sharp blade, disconnected from the waist, and the incision was extremely smooth.

Both parts of his body fell to the ground, and the yellow and white fluids in his upper body flowed all over the ground.

Perhaps because of the tenacious vitality of the High God of War, Wang Tong had not yet lost consciousness at this moment. He struggled desperately with his upper body and aimed his gaze at Jiang Lan.

"you……"

Jiang Lan followed Wang Tong to the ground. Without any intention of replying, he raised the thunder blade in his hand and stabbed Wang Tong in the head.

"laugh!"

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the Thunder Blade easily penetrated Wang Tong's brain.

The second half of what he said before he had time to say it was forever held in his throat.

"If you're to blame, it's because you know too much..."

Jiang Lan's voice was hoarse and he said something to Wang Tong's body in a low voice. Then he looked at the sky, stood up, and disappeared into the street after a while, without a trace.

In the sky, Jiang Lan seemed to suddenly remember something and slapped his forehead.

"Damn it, why did you forget that person?"

He suddenly remembered that the strong white man in the Thunder Team seemed not to be dead yet.

Maybe it was because the white man's sense of presence was too low, or maybe Jiang Lan was too focused when dealing with the two gods of war just now.

In short, one less person was killed!

Jiang Lan's figure drew an arc in the sky and quickly turned back in the direction of Jinjiang Hotel.

If the strong white man was smarter, he would have run away by now.

The fight between him and Li Wei lasted for more than a minute, so if he had escaped from the beginning, the white man would have escaped from the neighborhood by now.

But these are all trivial matters. If Jiang Lan can't even deal with such trivial problems, he doesn't deserve to be called a high god of war.

His mental power spread like an ocean, covering several kilometers around him in an instant.

The entire area covered by mental power became like a 3D projection, clearly visible in his mind.

The next moment, he locked onto the fleeing white man.

In his mind, the strong white man was about three thousand meters away from him. He was raising his left hand and opening and closing his mouth as if he was talking to someone on the phone.

A sharp look flashed in Jiang Lan's eyes.

Good boy, can you understand Chinese? Are you still resorting to tipping off people?

……

The main urban area of Jiangnan Base City.

Jiangnan Shanshui Community.

This is the most luxurious area in the entire main urban area and has preserved many scenery that has not been destroyed.

When Jiangnan Base City was established, the population was too dense, so most of the hills and woods were leveled to allow more people to live in this area.

However, Jiangnan Shanshui Community is an exception.

The native scenery within several kilometers nearby has not been changed. Not only that, there are also many artificial rockeries, waterfalls and lakes.

Being able to live here is not only a different scenery, but also a symbol of identity and social status.

Inside the community, the villa on the top of Huayaofeng.

On the rooftop of the villa, a figure wearing a blue loose training suit was sitting quietly cross-legged.

His long hair was disheveled, his face was as sharp and angular as a chisel, and his expression was full of indifference. Even with his eyes closed, people could feel a cold aura.

This man is none other than Li Wei’s father, the high-ranking god of war known as the ‘Vulture’ – Li Yao!

Suddenly, a harsh sound came from Li Yao's wrist.

Li Yao opened his eyes and looked at the communication watch on his wrist.

The moment he saw the information above, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and the expression on his face was frozen, as if he couldn't believe it.

But soon, he calmed down a little and roared loudly:

"Awei!"

Li Yao was shocked and angry. He had clearly told Wang Tong just now that he wanted him to escort Li Wei. How could he...

"Give me the link to Wang Tong!"

There was silence in the watch, and Li Yao's eyes darkened.

Could it be that Wang Tong was unwilling to help him, so he deliberately hid?

"Lian Li Kan's communication!"

Li Yao was a little reluctant. Wang Tong didn't answer the call, so Li Kan couldn't stop answering the call, right?

But reality slapped him in the face again, and the communication watch still did not move.

In this case, there are only two possibilities.

One is that the person dies, the other is that he is blocked.

But Li Yao didn't think about the death of the person at all, he just thought that Wang Tong and Li Kan didn't want to help.