Chapter 24: Shock

The whole city was shocked. In the high buildings, countless lights lit up. Many residents poked their heads out of their windows and looked around. In the end, almost all of them were attracted by the magic sword with dazzling blue light on their heads.

Meng Fan stood under the sword and waited quietly.

After a while, several figures suddenly appeared on the high building on the side of the road, shrouded in the shadow of the high building, which seemed a little hazy, and only the outline was clearly visible.

However, the first person is extremely tall, with wide shoulders, enough to be more than two meters high, while the others are tall, short, fat and thin. Standing behind him, they should be his entourage.

"What are you looking for?" The tall figure suddenly spoke, with a low and rough voice.

"Oh, nothing." Meng Fan smiled indifferently and said, "I just want the rule of this city. I don't know if it can be given to us?"

After asking this question, Meng Fan was a little nervous. If this person was Carlos's subordinate, he would definitely be very angry with such a question. If not, the reaction should not be particularly strong.

"Oh?" The man gently shook the wide windbreaker and suddenly jumped down.

'Boom!'

The cement floor was centered on his landing site, with layers of cracks, and for a moment, gravel flew across. A moment later, the dust settled, and a semicircular deep pit several meters in diameter appeared at his feet. He stood in the center of the pit and showed his domineering spirit.

However, this person is more than two meters tall, with a leopard head and tiger eyes, with strong muscles, upper body **, wearing a blood-red cloak, deep eyes, which can easily remind people of the ancient ** horse and the hammer in the palm of the hand.

"Do you want to rule this city?" The man carried his hands, looked around the crowd and said faintly, "You should ask Carlos, this city belongs to him, not me!"

Is that right? Moyu, aren't you Carlos's subordinate?" After listening to this person's answer, Meng Fan relaxed slightly.

"Do you know my name? Not bad! I am the violent man of blood, Moyu. A few of my companions and I just live in this city and don't want to participate in any power and territorial struggle. If you want to rule here, go to the United States to find Carlos! Maybe he will satisfy you."

Qin Wanyong stared into Mo Yu's eyes and whispered, "Brother Meng, he didn't lie."

Meng Fan nodded and said loudly, "Moyu, so if you know, can you tell me who the ruler of Britain is? Where is it?"

"There is no ruler in Britain!" Moyu said, "Carlo and I have reached an agreement to take care of the British order on his behalf, not his subordinates, that's all."

Meng Fan's mind moved, fell into the blue light of the magic sword, returned to Meng Fan's hand, and then smiled indifferently, "In this way, you just succumb to his force to serve him!"

"So what?" Mo Yu's face darkened, "If he doesn't obey his orders, he will destroy London. I grew up here. This is my home. I don't want others to destroy this city."

"Good. Brother Qin, let's go!" Meng Fan turned around and wanted to leave this place.

"Moyu, if Carlos dies, join us. We don't want anyone to destroy and destroy the world." Meng Fan's last words echoed in the empty street.

Mo Yu stood tall and looked at the backs of Meng Fan, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Big boss, who are they? What a big tone!" A figure jumped lightly and fell beside Mo Yu, but he was a thin little man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, much like a golden monkey in the zoo.

"I don't know!" Mo Yu shook his head, "Whether they are talking big or not, I hope they will succeed. Let's go back and try the beef soup I made.

......

On the road hundreds of meters away, the three walked side by side. Tang Ji asked puzzledly, "Brother Meng and Qin, is this person trustworthy? What if he is Carlos's subordinate and lies?

"No!" Qin Wanyong said, "When a person lies, his eyeball will unconsciously turn, either to the right or to the left, which is almost a human instinct and cannot be restrained and changed. Just now, when Moyu answered our question, the above did not happen, so I concluded that he did not lie.

"But--

"Ouch!" After Tang Ji finished speaking, Meng Fan interrupted him, "Professor Tang, Brother Qin is an expert in human body research. It's absolutely right to listen to him!"

"Oh." Tang Ji answered and said self-deprecatingly, "I have studied the burial of the dead and the dead all my life, and I really don't study the living, hehe."

'Kka-'

In front of the sky, the sky was dark and covered with dark clouds. A bright yellow lightning melod down from the clouds, instantly reflecting the sky and bringing a deafening roar!

"Is it going to rain?" Meng Fan looked up at the sky. On his head, the stars were full of stars and cloudless.

"Maybe it's a rainstorm!" Tang Ji said, "I have experienced such a rainstorm. Obviously, it was far away in the sky, but it hit me in an instant. It was like a beast and unprepared. Let's go back to the hotel quickly."

Meng Fan nodded, but Qin Wanyong stared at the sky with an extremely solemn face.

"Someone is wrong!" Qin Wanyong suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Brother Meng, have you ever seen lightning that doesn't fall to the ground?"

"Don't tease, how can there be such a flash..." Meng Fan casually followed Qin Wanyong's pointing and only half of his words, but the remaining half was stuck in his throat and could no longer say it.

In the dark clouds, a yellow light is like a wandering dragon, swimming on the surface and inside of the dark clouds. Moreover, it is very quiet, quiet and somewhat strange and scary.

"What is it?" Meng Fan's face also became solemn.

Suddenly, the yellow light shot out of London and swept over the top of the head like a laser, instantly illuminating the whole city.

Meng Fan was stunned, because at the moment when the yellow light passed over his head, he completely captured its appearance. It was a person, shrouded in yellow light, and the speed was amazing, at least dozens of times that of Qian Sanhai.

"It's a person, it's actually a person..." Meng Fan muttered to himself.

"Hm?" Qin Wanyong asked doubtfully, "Brother Meng, have you seen the yellow light clearly?"

"Ye." Meng Fan nodded affirmatively.

"Why didn't I see..." Qin Wanyong frowned slightly and seemed to understand.

The yellow light is fleeting. According to the reaction of ordinary people, it is impossible to peep at its appearance at all, and Meng Fan does not know why he can clearly capture its whole picture.

Does it have anything to do with ascending to the realm of ethereal?

"Master, yes." The delicate voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "The ethereal realm represents a new situation. The body's reaction speed and physical strength will be greatly improved. Oh, don't wonder why I can talk to you. I'm your sword spirit. Naturally, I can communicate with you.

Meng Fanming is really related to the way of cultivation.

Meng Fan just wanted to explain to Qin Wanyong, but suddenly there was a deafening roar in the distance. At the same time, there was an angry shout: "Carlos, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost--!"

"No, something happened!"

Meng Fan and Qin Wanyong looked at each other and ran tacitly in the direction of the sound.

That was Moyu's voice. Although he only said a few words to him just now, his low and rough voice was particularly impressive to Meng Fan.

' Peng!'

A few kilometers away, a bright flash suddenly lit up and suddenly extinguished. The domineering shock wave spread away, bringing a strong wind, completely blowing Meng Fan's hair.

"Damn!" Meng Fan rubbed his slightly painful eyes stimulated by the bright light and cursed in a low voice.

"It's too late, Brother Meng, I'll go first!" Meng Fan threw out the magic sword, jumped on the body of the sword, and the imperial sword flew out.

With the sword, thousands of meters is just in the blink of an eye.

It's terrible, it's terrible!

This is the crossroads of the city center. It is full of anxiety. Dozens of surrounding buildings have collapsed and have been turned into ruins, and the air is filled with a smell of burning corruption.

In the center of the intersection, a dark yellow-haired demon man stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and his whole body was shining with bright yellow light. His whole body was like an invincible god of war.

Opposite him, Mo's tone is like a hill. His height has increased to seven or eight meters. His whole body is dark, and the corners of his mouth are bloody. He seems to have been seriously injured, and the situation is very bad.