Peerless God of Cultivation

225 Tune The Tiger Away From The Mountain [I]

“Bastard! You guys left halfway at this time, what are you doing?”

“Master Lance...”

“I’ll settle the score with you after it’s done!”

Dozens of people had been lurking in the grove for a long time. As soon as the four men walked in, they were scolded in a low voice by a gray-haired old man, who dared not fart any of them with his head down.

Their language comes from a small Eastern European country. Generally speaking, not many people could understand it. Unfortunately, it was not difficult for some special groups of people. It was nothing surprising that a master with soul strength thousands of times more than ordinary people could learn a language in a very short period of time.

Li Fuquan seemed to be a ghost with one foot clean, constantly approaching with various obstacles, but when he was more than a hundred meters away from the grove, several people headed by the other party released murderous aura almost at the same time, and looked towards him .

Master!

At the beginning, he also carefully checked the strength of the four men, which was probably equivalent to the late stage peerless cultivation in Yanhuang Martial Arts. There was a world of difference between peerless and golden core, so he followed all the way without realizing it.

However, he never expected that the other party would have a strong man beyond the limit of martial arts, even stronger than him. Otherwise, how could he be discovered so far away?

.....

After all, these people come from such insignificant small countries, and there were no powerful cultivators. The purpose of the existence of these countries was to act as a buffer between the territories of powerful countries.

Otherwise, this kind of country without a strong person may have been annexed by a big country of cultivators. It was precisely because it was too weak and suppressed by a big country that various terrorist religious organizations would appear to try to change the status quo.

It’s a pity that before the world turned around, they didn’t even know the existence of cultivators, and they didn’t know the true face of this world.

“come out!”

The leader of the sixty people, the old man with an appearance different from that of the French, yelled in a low voice in extremely pure French: “Don’t try to escape, that will be your biggest mistake!”

Li Fuquan walked out of the bushes with a wry smile, he knew that the other party had several masters who were comparable to him, and the old man at the head was even stronger than him. Surrounded by powerful enemies, there was no possibility of escape, and I couldn’t help but regret that my actions were too careless.

“Why do you want to detonate the Institute of Nuclear Physics? Do you know the consequences of doing so?” He shouted coldly without fear.

“These have nothing to do with you!”

“Now that you know the existence of those strong men, even if your actions are successful, it will only bring disaster to your country!”

“To shut up!”

The old man, who was called Lord Lance by those four men, said in a low voice: “Those powerful beings have appeared, do you think we don’t know what will happen next? In this world, a small country like ours will never survive again.” If necessary, the entire world structure will change, leaving only those countries with powerful cultivators. Even if we cannot destroy these big countries, we must struggle before dying, and let them pay a high price!”

His conjecture was correct, or this conjecture had actually begun. Countries with powerful cultivators have already drawn up an agreement in private. In the near future, there would be no more than ten countries in the entire world.

In addition to having countries similar to cultivators, the small countries that used to serve as buffers lost their meaning of existence, and all they faced were invasion and control.

These people who were about to become slaves of the subjugated country have to hold back their backs before they die.

Kill!

Three masters whose cultivation level was not inferior to Li Fuquan rushed forward with ten men who were equivalent to the peerless peak of martial arts, and he couldn’t be allowed to destroy the whole plan.

With a whoosh, a low-grade treasure flying sword spewed out from the top of his head, and greeted him with a faint yellow brilliance: “I don’t want to see Paris destroyed, even if you can kill me today, it will definitely alarm the military base.” The person... Qiushui Sword – Flowing Water Without Trace!”

Back then, as an outstanding lone ranger in the Yanhuang martial arts, he accidentally learned of the existence of a cultivator, and was chased and killed by a cultivator at the early Jindan stage, and he tried his best to escape.

He didn’t dare to return to Yanhuang for more than 30 years, and became a member of Chinatown in Paris. It was precisely because he knew that incredible powerful existence that he lost his desire to pursue stronger power.

After practicing for so many years, he broke through to the pinnacle of martial arts at the age of over sixty. He thought he could fight the world with a sword, but he did not expect to be seriously injured by a young man in his twenties.

It was a brand new world that he could not imagine, and his lofty ambitions in the past were torn to pieces. He would rather be an ordinary person and live a mediocre life.

When he heard the news vaguely revealed in the words of these guys when they were eating, he chased after them without hesitation. Paris had lived for so many years, although there was no feeling of hometown, but it was impossible to have no feelings, especially the Chinatown that continues the Yanhuang culture.

Boom!

Similar to the saber of the prairie nation, it struck with a murderous aura, and Li Fuquan spat blood and flew backwards with a loud noise.