Spare Me, Great Lord!

    "If you really want to tear your face, if you don't say it is good, you have to take a trip. Don't take it lightly." One of the team is relatively mature and stable. He wears a white short-sleeved T-shirt in this cold 6000-meter camp. The climbers have cast a strange look on him.

    But now it has long since entered the era of awakening, Awakener and cultivator have long been less amazing.

    After all, everyone can see Awakener in TV variety shows and advertisements.

    Even this year there is a movie that claims to be a real awakening rather than a special effect.

    If there is a party in the African battlefield that can have an Awakener, it is really like a sanctuary. It is normal for many low-level Awakeners to go to Africa to participate in the war for the cultivation resources.

    There are even big organizations that set up headquarters to plunder resources there. After all, there are more stone stones in the area, and it is also suitable for the countryless Awakener organization. It is similar to the mercenary organization before the physical energy recovery.

    At this time, Awakener has been integrated into the life of ordinary humans. It is not that everyone is in harmony, but gradually everyone is used to each other.

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

    There is an Awakener in the team who came back from the outside. The person who just spoke to the other side: "Don't mess around, settle down a bit, and when the ruins are over, let's go back."

    Outsider wiped his mouth and smiled: "The Everest is always more interesting. Those women can't breathe and even want to be beaten by me."

    "A stinking place, you still have the heart to do this kind of thing," one side disdain.

    The camp is far from being as beautiful as ordinary people think. There are no sewers or toilets, and the toilets are handled directly here, so the taste in the camp is not good, and it is impossible to blow the smell out of the wind. .

    At this time, a youngster wearing a jacket and sunglasses, carrying a mountaineering bag, unhurriedly walked up the 6000-meter-high camp on the southern slope of Mount Everest in Nepal. He casually looked at the environment in the camp and looked at it at a glance. Looked at the Middle Eastern cultivator wearing a white T-shirt.

    He smiled and said: "I can find you."

    However, the group of cultivators opposite him is not so easy. Usually, there are hordes of people here, and few people come alone.

    But this is not the most important thing. What is important is that this group of Middle Eastern cultivators have recognized the outsiders, but they have not thought that the other party will appear here. In the intelligence, the other party should definitely be in Kyoto!

    The cultivator wearing a white shirt said in a cold English language: "Nie Ting, when you left Kyoto, aren't we afraid of revenge?!"

    Nie Ting slowly solved the mountaineering bag on his back and calmly said: "When other people know, I have already gone back."

    "Do you want to be openly enemies with the Alliance?"

    "You mean that a loose sand league?"Nie Ting is curious: "You dare to openly border the border and tie down Heaven and Earth Net. If I don't kill a hundred, then you are not used to it?"

    This time Nie Ting came to kill is not an end, the purpose is to let the major organizations know that although you can unite to contain Heaven and Earth Net, but it will pay a price.

    Nie Ting didn't intend to kill all the experts who were stationed on the border. He couldn't finish it. It was not as easy to find this team, but if there is another time, everyone should guess first, which one will be The one that was found.

    Moreover, everyone is too small to see A Rank's maneuverability. At this time, Nie Ting kills people. When the major organizations receive news, I am afraid that Nie Ting is about to return to Kyoto.

    The climbers next to them are all unknown. So these cultivators are talking why they don't understand?

    Many climbers walked out of the tent and watched. Perhaps this is the closest time they have contacted the cultivation world. There is a feeling of watching the gods fight.

    Suddenly, Nie Ting's mountaineering bag suddenly shattered, and the new pavilion inside was drawn with the bright light. The unparalleled knife and mans all the way to break the mountain wind and the snow, actually took out the gravel on the camp. crack.

    All the climbers yelled back and forth, fearing that the battle between the cultivators would be innocent!

    The seven cultivators of the other side of the Middle East have been hiding side by side, but this knife is extremely fast as white, and two people have been killed directly without a tent.

    The strong man wearing a white shirt suddenly shot, and the stones accumulated in the entire camp actually all floated up, as if a storm was brewing to Nie Ting! The tents of the climbers were all overturned, and a gust of wind blew through, and the tents that lost their fixed points were blown away!

    And Nie Ting is just standing in the same place. His ten-meter-long stone is still moving. Although the strong man wearing a white shirt has already promoted B Rank, Nie Ting is a whole big realm higher than him!

    When the tornado came to Nie Ting, Nie Ting suddenly lifted the knife and lifted it lightly, and the speed was not fast.

    The next moment, he is still as stable as the mountain, resonate with the Heaven and Earth, which is actually blocking the spiritual energy of this world. Ming Mingdao has not touched the tornado that the mind is pulling, but tornado is separated from it!

    Nie Ting Even if he does not stand, the slashing knife is slowly forming, even if the climber feels like a knife is hanging over the head.

    The knife seems to come from the god above the sky!

    The knife did not come out, but the gravel on the ground in the camp suddenly broke open more than 20 meters of gully. The strong man wearing a white T-shirt spit out a blood, and he was no longer able to mobilize his own points.

    Nie Ting directly used his knife to shake his mind and cut off the roots of his mind, which is the strength of A Rank's strong!

    Someone wants to run away, but Nie Ting is vacating, as fast as a string of arrows, roaring wind stings all the eardrums of climbers!

    For Nie Ting at this time, the moves that have been practiced for many years have become a fine detail, and the knife is the power that he should chase. He wants to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the earth is his knife.

    Centered on Nie Ting, the invisible knife gas bursts out and the ground beneath him is cut off by countless knives and spreads out! And those gravel, all broken down into stone dust!

    The Middle Eastern cultivator, who wants to escape, has been chased by the knife without running two steps. The clothes on them have split open, and the skin has spread the blood of the ground.

    All the people in the battle are very clear, the B Rank strong in the white T-shirt has lost, and the other two have no ability to fight back!

    Nie Ting slowly took the new kiosk back to the direction of Kyoto. He felt that the next big organization should be able to remember for a long time.