Vol 4 Chapter 206: :who are you
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There are many dense forests in the mountainous area outside the city of Leiji, with complicated terrain and strategic advantages.
Within a range of approximately 100 kilometers outside the city of Lekki, people who are familiar with the terrain can be like a fish, and people who are not familiar with the terrain will be dizzy.
South American Jiang has been working with Rekvia for many years. Almost every important person in South America is familiar with the topography inside and outside the city of Lekki. It is also because of the deeper cooperation between South American Jiang and Rekvia. Jiang Qiansong decided to establish the largest secret base outside the city of Leiji, belonging to the South American Chiang family in Eastern Europe.
From the South American Chiang to the Rekvia Castle to the city of Lekki, in this extremely complicated mountainous area, the South American Chiang has carefully drawn a hidden road with extremely high accuracy.
This road, which cannot be regarded as a road, is difficult to walk. The biggest advantage is that it is close enough and hidden.
Close to the old castle in Rekvia.
Very close to the city of Raki.
Because it is near, when the time is right, it is easier to attack, support, and retreat.
Jiang Qiansong was not slow.
As a master of defense against the world ’s number one god, except for his attack power, he has almost no fatal shortcomings. In addition to his familiar roads, he rushed out of the ancient castle of Rekvia and fled down the mountain. Jiang Qiansong has erased all traces left by himself.
Forward.
flee.
The way forward.
Passing by with death, and finally escaping from the birth, Jiang Qiansong was not at all grateful. All he had in mind was the future of Jiang's in South America.
The trip to Eastern Europe was a complete failure. The two invincible realms have fallen. Although the overall strength of the South American Jiang family is still there, but two invincible realms are missing, it feels like they are suddenly weakened.
This speed is really too fast and too fast.
From the peak to the trough, just one day!
Within the dense forest, Jiang Qiansong's eyes frantically ran cold and resentful.
He took a pocket watch-like instrument from his arms and glanced, confirmed the route, and moved on.
After tonight, the three thousand elites of the South American Chiang family stationed in Ulan are destined to be hopeless. With his defeat, all the forces of the South American family outside the city of Leiqi will be devastated.
But things haven't really reached despair.
At least he held in his hands one of the largest bases of South American Chiang's in Eastern Europe.
The weapons over there are advanced and the personnel are very good. Although not many, they are loyal and available people.
Thirty miles forward, that base is South America ’s greatest hope for the comeback in Eastern Europe.
Jiang Qiansong took a deep breath and turned to look at the way behind him.
Behind the calm waves, only the squeak of insects was ringing.
But a clear footstep sounded abruptly on Jiang Qiansong's left.
The whole person has turned suddenly like Jiang Qiansong, a staring bird, staring at the dense forest on the left.
The footsteps sounded hurriedly.
A tall and thin middle-aged man walked out of the jungle.
He also had a positioning device in his hand. At this time, looking at the map in his hand, he shook his head subconsciously: "The deviation is more than 500 meters, which is a bit outrageous."
This is a standard white European, but at this time it is standard fluent Chinese.
Jiang Qiansong looked at him for a while, he suddenly felt that the other party was familiar.
"Mr. Jiang, it's been a long time."
The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Qiansong and suddenly laughed: "Maybe you forgot my name? But it doesn't matter. On such occasions, I prefer to be called by my code name. Introduce yourself, I am a disciple."
Jiang Qiansong had never heard of his disciples, but he suddenly remembered his true identity.
"Secondary Merrad ..."
His voice was erratic and elusive: "This is really ... surprising."
The disciples looked at him quietly and smiled.
"But this is not difficult to understand. Rothschild and Beihai Wangshi joined forces. Li Tianlan naturally also needs a sufficient ally. What did he give you?"
If the space is undulating before Jiang Qiansong, it looks like a breeze and ripples.
"Mr. Jiang, you can't do anything to me."
The disciples spoke hurriedly.
"Ok?"
Jiang Qiansong narrowed his eyes, and the cold mang in his eyes became sharper: "Why? Now we are the enemy."
"Because my tracker has deviated by 500 meters, this is too exaggerated."
The disciples laughed softly. At this moment, he was very different from the former subordinate in the Holy Disarmament Corps, very soft, but with a twisted and weird evil in his voice.
Jiang Qiansong froze for a moment, and sank inwardly.
When he fled, the masters of the Holy See had not yet gone up the mountain.
To a certain extent, Murad in front is likely to follow.
His route deviated by about 500 meters. This distance is destined to be pulled further and further, but even so, when Jiang Qiansong was close to the base, the other party could come over. What does this mean?
This shows that the opponent's speed is far better than him.
Can it be understood that the strength of the opponent is still above him?
how is this possible?
Meleder?
"And we are not enemies, I said that I am a disciple."
Jiang Qiansong didn't know what the disciple code meant, and he didn't bother to think about it, he just wanted to get back to the base quickly.
"Not an enemy?"
He sneered, "Well, it sounds like it's true. Give way, we're not enemies."
"At this time, I don't recommend you ..."
The disciples were talking.
But his voice suddenly disappeared.
His mouth was still moving, but the whole world seemed to suddenly lose his voice and become extremely silent.
Silent world.
Nothing sword!
Jianqi shattered the space, like a storm in an instant.
The whole space is distorted in a sword-like atmosphere like a storm, and large tracts of trees are broken, dust is flying, dust is flying, and there is still silence. The scene in front of me is like the whole world is decomposing into nothingness.
A blade of sword appeared in the nothingness world.
Jian Feng, like the same light, went straight to the disciples in an instant.
All the words of the disciples were suppressed by the sword.
In the frantic whistling sword spirit, the disciples opened their hands and snapped together.
"Click ..."
There was a slight crisp sound in the air.
The huge force suddenly collided with the monstrous sword spirit, and the horrible force turned into a wave after wave, sweeping all around.
Jiang Qiansong avoided the strongest shock wave, and his face was a little cloudy.
A black figure appeared in sight.
His whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, and he was completely unclear about his gender. All he could see was the slightly chubby figure with a sword stabbing his body, and his body was full of unparalleled sharpness.
Jiang Qiansong has seen this figure.
Many people have seen it before.
But this is the lowest-profile invincible master in the dark world.
An invincible master who should have fallen into the deep ocean.
Reincarnation.
Reincarnation Lord!
The disciples were motionless.
His hands were folded together. The moment the two hands merged, he tightly clamped the sword in the hands of the reincarnation palace master.
Jiang Qiansong hesitated for a moment.
This was supposed to be the most hidden road, and now known to the Holy See and reincarnation palace, he has doubted the privacy of that base.
But he had no choice.
There was his only chance to make a comeback in Eastern Europe.
So he gritted his teeth, glanced at the disciples and the reincarnation master, and turned away.
The disciples seemed to want to say something.
But the endless sword air burst out in an instant.
Light shone in the dark jungle.
The immense power in the hands of the disciples swept high.
The famous sword in the hands of the reincarnation palace was broken in the collision with God.
Now the short sword that he carried was tightly clamped by his disciples, and twisted suddenly.
In the clear breaking sound, the power like a mighty tide suddenly surged, flooding the entire battlefield.
All the sword energy was completely washed out.
Huge power hit the body of the samsara's fat body.
Blood splattered from him, and his entire body was blown out by the disciples nearly fifty meters, and smashed to the ground severely.
Blood ran down the black cloak, her body moved, and she stood up very slowly.
She reached forward.
There was no sword in her hand, but as she reached out, a sword rang suddenly between heaven and earth.
The raging sword intention began to gather towards her hand.
The disciples narrowed their eyes as they looked at all this.
He took two steps forward and said flatly, "I know the Lord of the Reincarnation is not dead."
He stared at the figure in front of him tightly, and continued: "But you are not the reincarnation master. Who are you?"
