"It won't work if no one stays to stop them. Those protective devices are okay against ordinary people, but they are not very effective against super warriors, so I have to stay!" Ji Yunsheng said.
"No! No! If you don't leave, I won't leave either!" said the red-haired man, shaking his head like a rattle.
"Yes, Academician Ji, let's go together!" The agent also followed.
"Listen to me, it is more important for Hongmao to protect Huang Boxu!" Ji Yunsheng patted Hongmao on the shoulder and said.
"But you are too dangerous! If something happens to you, how can I explain it to the boss?" Hong Mao muttered.
"I will definitely come to see you alive, I will definitely. I promise!" Ji Yunsheng looked at Hongmao and others with firm eyes while directing the female agent to continuously activate the mechanism.
Although the various protective mechanisms cost the members of the Western Cowboys a lot of effort, their progress did not slow down much. In less than a minute, they had arrived at the gate of the villa.
"Unexpectedly, China's super warriors really have no intention of escaping in a car..." Carl Rhodes clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"Lost, they are not as stupid as you think. If they escape from the front, they will have no chance at all under the combined attack of our super-psychic power. Accept the bet and treat me to roast duck tomorrow!" Mengli&;
#8226; Blanca smiled coquettishly.
"Do you think you can escape if you don't run from the front?" Carl Rhodes grinned.
"Vodalilea! We found them!" Monli Blanca on the left shouted loudly and rushed to catch up.
Daoyuslar then chased after him.
The others were also eager to chase, but Voldalila stretched out his hand to stop them.
"It's too easy to escape like this." Vodalila said calmly.
Although it was night, the darkness did not have much effect on people with superpowers. Still far away, Daoyuslar saw a handsome black-haired middle-aged Taoist priest, standing coldly with an immortal air.
On your own path forward.
Further behind him, three figures were disappearing in the darkness.
"What, are you going to stop us?" Daoyuslar grinned at the middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Yo! He's a practitioner!" Mengli Blanca whistled excitedly.
"It's annoying..., it's really annoying...it's so annoying!" Daoyuslar's psychology is different from ordinary people. He instinctively has the urge to destroy any beautiful thing he sees.
With his loud shout, large tracts of soil were lifted up into the sky, and an unusually wide chasm zigzagged towards the middle-aged Taoist priest's feet like a ferocious dragon.
The middle-aged Taoist priest stood quietly without moving. The black dragon suddenly stopped ten meters in front of him as if it encountered an invisible wall.
Two huge energies collided in the air. The middle-aged Taoist priest's body shook slightly, but Daoyuslar's body suddenly flew five meters upside down and fell to the ground on all fours.
"Haha, Doyuslar, you look so ugly now!" Mengli Blanca winked at him and mocked.
"Hey, Monli Blanca, stop joking, this old boy is so powerful. We can't deal with him alone, let's go together!" Dayouslar, whose nephew was on the ground, said solemnly.
"Okay, I have no problem with it!" Monley • Blanca shrugged.
After talking again, the two of them moved in unison, one to the left and the other to the right, trapping the middle-aged Taoist priest in the center.
"Mongli Blanca and the others have surrounded the Taoist priest. He is dead. Let's go from the side and chase the rest!" Baramudi suggested to Vodalilaiya.
"No..., let's take a look here." Vodalila said softly.
"Here? Even if you want to watch the battle, captain, it's a little far away, right?" Baramudi exaggeratedly looked at the three people in the distance with his hand.
"This is fine. If you go any closer, I'm afraid there will be danger!" Vodalila said calmly.
"Danger? How can he be dangerous alone?" Balamudi said in disbelief.
"Baramudi, you are a first-class psychic warrior, but you cannot become a super-class warrior like Marie Jeanne and Fatty. Do you know the reason?" Voldalila asked coldly.
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"What's the reason?" Balamanti asked.
"Because you lack the intuition that a psychic warrior should have!" Vodalilaya said bluntly.
"It's a pity that only two of them caught up!" The middle-aged Taoist priest muttered as he looked at the Western Cowboys who were stopping in the distance.
"Hey! Boy, what are you regretting? Do you think you can deal with the two of us?" Daoyuslar shouted loudly.
"I like strong people, but I'm afraid even your leader, General Ren, can't handle the two of us joining forces! So I'm afraid you're doomed this time!" Mongli Blanca said sympathetically
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"Half a year ago..." the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly said.
"What did you say?" Dayouslar asked inexplicably.
"I mean, if it was half a year ago, I really couldn't deal with you... But it's different now..." The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled slightly and suddenly shouted loudly: "Kunlun chess determines the world!"
As he shouted, there was a loud "whoosh" sound, and Go pieces suddenly rose up from the originally calm green rice field, forming a huge cube nearly a hundred meters long.
"Kunlun chess determines the universe? What is that?" Balamudi opened her eyes wide.
"It seems to be an attack field formed by Go pieces!" Vodalila said coldly.
"Is it an attack field made of chess pieces? It's really interesting!" Russell pressed his hat with his hand.
Vodalila said nothing, looking at the three people in the distance with interest.
"What are these weird things?" Dayouslar shouted, looking at the chess pieces floating in the air next to him.
"It seems to be a kind of chess piece called Go, I don't know much about it..." Mongli Blanca shook his head.
The cold voice of a middle-aged Taoist priest slowly sounded in the dark night: "The number of all things starts from one. The path of the situation is one in three hundred and sixty. One is the master of the number of life, and he moves in all directions according to his extreme. Three
One hundred and sixty, to represent the number of the surrounding sky. Divided into four to represent the four seasons. Each corner has ninety roads to represent its sun. The outer circumference has seventy-two roads to represent its weather. The dry chess piece is three hundred and sixty, white and black.
Half, follow the rules of yin and yang. The game is square but still, while the chess is round and moving. Movement is like a chess piece, and silence is like a chess piece dying. The only way to survive in this game of chess has been taken by me, and what is left for you is just a dead end."
"You brat, what are you talking about!" Daoyuslar screamed strangely, and the surrounding air gathered into a sphere and exploded into a powerful invisible air wave that rushed towards the middle-aged Taoist priest.