Spare Me, Great Lord!

"It's really time to tear up your face. If you're not good, you have to take a trip. Don't take it lightly." One of the people in the team was relatively mature and stable. He was wearing a white short-sleeved t-shirt in this cold 6000-meter camp. Climbers all cast strange sights on him.

But now has entered the era of awakening, awakeners and practitioners have long been not so surprising.

After all, people often see awakeners in TV variety shows and commercials.

There is even a movie this year that claims to be true awakening ability rather than special effects production.

If there is a awakener on the battlefield in Africa, it really feels like a sanctuary of gods. It is normal for many low-level awakeners to go to Africa to participate in the war in order to practice resources.

There are even large organizations that set up their headquarters there to plunder resources. After all, there are more spirit stone deposits there, which is also suitable for the non-national awakeners to be stationed in. It is a bit similar to the mercenary organizations before the reiki recovery.

At this time, the awakeners have been integrated into the lives of ordinary human beings. It is not that everyone is getting along in harmony, but that everyone is gradually getting used to each other.

Business and money are always the best means of accepting new things.

An awakener from the team came back from the outside, and the person who just spoke looked at the other party: "Don't mess up, calm down, and we will go back when the ruins are over."

The comer wiped his mouth and smiled: "It's always more interesting on Mount Everest. Those women can't breathe, but they are willing to be stunned by me."

"You are still thinking about doing this kind of thing where you smell bad," a person beside disdainfully said.

The camp is not as beautiful as ordinary people think, there is no sewers or toilets here, and the toilet must be dealt with directly here, so the smell in the camp is not good, and no gust of wind will blow the smell. .

At this moment, a young man wearing a jacket and sunglasses, carrying a mountaineering bag, walked slowly to the camp on the southern **** of Mount Everest at 6000 meters above sea level in Nepal. He casually looked at the environment in the camp. Focus on the Middle Eastern practitioner in a white t-shirt.

He smiled: "I can find you."

However, the group of practitioners across from him was not so relaxed. Normally they come here in groups, and few people come up alone.

But this is not the most important thing. What is important is that this group of Middle Eastern practitioners have recognized the comers, but they never thought that the other party will appear here. In the information, the other party should still be in Kyoto!

The white-skinned practitioner said coldly in crappy Chinese: "Nie Ting, you left Kyoto at this time, are you afraid that we will retaliate together?"

Nie Ting slowly untied the mountaineering bag on his back and calmly said, "I will go back when other people know."

"Are you openly enemies with the Alliance?"

"You mean that scattered coalition?" Nie Ting curiously said: "You dare to openly stand at the border and join forces to contain the Tian Luo Di net. If I don't kill Yi Bai, wouldn't you be used to it in the future?"

This time Nie Ting came here to kill people is not the purpose, the purpose is to let the major organizations know that although you can join forces to contain the Tian Luo Di net, but will certainly pay the price.

Nie Ting did not intend to kill all the masters stationed at the border, and he could not kill him. Finding this team was not as easy as imagined, but if there is another time, everyone should guess first, which one will be The one found.

Moreover, everyone also underestimates the a-level maneuverability. At this time, Nie Ting killed people. When major organizations receive news, I am afraid that Nie Ting is about to rush back to Kyoto.

The climbers next to them are all a bit unclear. So, why do n’t they understand what these practitioners are saying?

Many climbers came out of the tent and watched. Perhaps this was the closest time they had come into contact with the practice world, and there was a feeling of watching the fairy fight.

Suddenly, Nie Ting's mountaineering bag suddenly shattered, and the new pavilion inside marked a bright light. The unmatched knife and mang cut the mountain wind and snow all the way, but actually split the gravel on the camp. crack.

All the climbers were frightened and went backwards, fearing that the battle between the practitioners would innocent!

Seven other practitioners in the Middle East of the other party hid sideways, but the sword was as fast as a white horse. Two people were directly killed in the tent before they left the tent.

The strong man in white compassion suddenly shot, and the stones accumulated in the whole camp even floated up and smashed into Nie Ting like a tornado! The tents of the climbers were all overturned, and a gust of wind blew through, and the tents that had lost their fixed points were blown away!

Nie Ting just stood on the spot, and the stone around him was ten meters. Although the strong man wearing white compassionate had already been promoted to level B, Nie Ting was a whole lot taller than him!

When the gravel tornado came to Nie Ting, Nie Ting suddenly raised his knife, gently lifted the knife with a light weight, and the speed was not fast.

At the next moment, he was still as stable as Mount Tai, and in resonance with the world, he actually blocked the spirit of this side of the world. Obviously the knife has not yet touched the gravel tornado pulled by Nian Li, but the tornado separates itself!

Even if Nie Ting is standing still, the overflowing knife meaning is slowly taking shape, even the climber seems to feel that a knife is hanging above his head.

The sword seemed to come from a **** above the sky!

The knife didn't come out, but the gravel ground in the camp suddenly broke a gap of more than 20 meters. The strong man in a white t-shirt spit out a bit of blood, but he could no longer mobilize his mind. www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Nie Ting directly shakes his thoughts with a knife, and cuts off the root of his thoughts. This is the strength of the a-class strong!

Some people want to escape, but Nie Ting rises into the air like an arrow off the string, and the sound of the wind breaks the eardrums of all climbers!

For Nie Ting at this time, many years of hard-practiced moves have become a minutiae. The sword is the power he should chase more, and the mind and the earth are his sword.

With Nie Ting as the center, the invisible sword gas burst out all around, and the ground of the camp below him was split by countless sword gases and spread out! And those crushed stones are all broken into stone dust!

The Middle Eastern practitioners who wanted to escape had already been chased by the sword before running two steps. The clothes on their bodies were ripped apart, and the blood was scattered from the skin.

All the people in the battle are well aware that the b-level strongman wearing a white t-shirt has already lost, and the others have no ability to fight back by two levels!

Nie Ting slowly took Xinting back to the scabbard and flew towards Kyoto. He felt that next time these large organizations should be able to remember more.