Chapter 60 Carl takes action

"Hey, go to hell to confess!" Wang Biao had an evil smile on his face. A lightsword formed in his hand and shot towards the escaped assassin in front of him.

With a "bang!", the assassin's head was pierced by a lightsaber, and the mixture of red and white splashed everywhere.

"There are four left!"

Wang Biao began to turn to the other four assassins who were flying. At this time, the four assassins who were running also noticed the tragic appearance of their companions, and they all looked as scared as if they were so scared that they had long been thrown away. At this moment, they only regretted that their parents didn't give them two more legs.

"You can't escape, just surrender. Tell me who is the commander, and I can save your life." Wang Biao's voice came from behind the assassins. Although he had not changed into an angel, his speed was beyond the reach of ordinary god-level powerhouses.

Instead of listening to Wang Biao, the assassins ran faster. They were all dead soldiers raised by various families. Because of their good qualifications, they were cultivated by various families. In order to complete the task regardless of their lives on one day. If the task fails, they will undoubtedly die. If the identity of the master's family is revealed, the outcome will be even more tragic and their families will be killed.

"Since you rejected my kindness again, I can only send you to hell." Wang Biao's divine power surged, his speed doubled, and he quickly narrowed the distance between the two sides.

"Run apart, don't be caught." A assassin shouted.

The remaining four assassins quickly ran in four different directions. After all, it was better to die than to live. No one was willing to die, even the dead man who ignored life.

Wang Biao caught up with an assassin again, and the "dog-slaying" sword in his hand was Qingwu, and a sword light cut off the assassin's head. At this moment, the face of the assassin actually showed a look of relief.

"Three left!"

"Judgement of Light!" A huge lightsaber descended from the sky, hitting a fleeing assassin. The destructive power caused by powerful magic almost cut off the entire road.

“Two left.”

When Wang Biao cut off the head of an assassin again, the remaining assassin did not escape. Perhaps, he knew that no matter how he ran today, he could not escape Wang Biao's palm. The gap between the strength of the two sides was too big. He could not understand why everyone was a god-level powerful man, and the gap was so big.

Of course he didn't know that when Wang Biao broke through to the Four-Winged Angel, he killed a necromancer at the level of the lower god, although it was with the cooperation of the Great Law and the power of Wang Biao. Now, Wang Biao is already at the top of the Four-Winged Angel, and his strength has long surpassed the average lower god. If he cooperates with the Great Law and the law and the average middle god may have no choice but to Wang Biao. The god-level powerhouse like them will not pose a threat to Wang Biao at all.

"What? Are you not planning to escape?" Wang Biao said with a smile. He always believed that if he could survive, no one would be willing to die. After Wang Biao slowed down, he walked towards the assassin step by step.

The assassin turned around and stared at Wang Biao with a hatred look, his eyes full of resentment and resentment.

"Die, let's die together." The assassin shouted, and then his whole body suddenly expanded, and a "boom!" exploded into pieces, leaving a large pit with a diameter of more than twenty meters. Although the strength of a god-level powerful man could not threaten the lower god, the power of self-destruction was enough to make the lower god injured.

After seeing the assassin's eyes, Wang Biao became alert. After the assassin spoke, he immediately flew back. The assassin's self-destruction did not have much impact on him. It just made his originally leisurely dressed in a lot of dust, making him look a little embarrassed.

"Damn it, these people are really... desperate." These assassins are not only cruel to others, but also to themselves. This extremeness of desperate to be desperate shocked Wang Biao. If he hadn't been more cautious just now, he might have suffered a little injury.

After the last assassin was killed, Wang Biao's current position was already twenty kilometers away from his carriage. There were six assassins fighting fiercely with four four-winged angels under his subordinates. Although from the perspective of combat effectiveness, the four four-winged angels had an absolute advantage. But if the six assassins were willing to fight to the death, they might have dragged down a few people.

Wang Biao naturally didn't want to see this scene again. The last time he faced the ambush of the necromancer, a four-winged angel was stabbed by the bone spear cast by the necromancer in order to protect him and fell on the spot. Although he could return to the reincarnation pool to reincarnate, it is still unknown whether he could keep his memory. Therefore, Wang Biao would never allow an angel to fall.

He rushed towards the carriage quickly.

As soon as he left, many people emerged from afar. These people looked at the direction Wang Biao was gone, all of whom were still scared. How could such a fierce battle break out on the road of the storm? How could anyone not be noticed? Moreover, since the beginning of the battle, no carriage has passed by again. It is obvious that someone discovered the battle on the road of the storm and warned him.

"Is he still a powerful god? Why do I think he is more powerful than a lower god?" A middle-aged warrior still had a shocked expression on his face.

"But his aura is obviously still at the divine level. Perhaps this is a genius who can challenge more than level." said a white-haired divine level magician.

Everyone around nodded. They were all from major families. I believe that after this battle, the attitudes of major families towards Wang Biao will change again.

In the distance, a young man wrapped in a black cloak looked at the battle that had just happened in fear: "I have to report to Your Highness quickly that Solic is simply a powerful man of the lower god level."

In other places, the people sent by the Clark family, the Collins family, the Renault family and the Mark family rushed home one after another. Up to now, the assassination mission has obviously failed. Almost everyone underestimated Wang Biao's true strength, which undoubtedly gave the fifth prince Rex and others who originally planned to take the opportunity to kill Wang Biao. Despite Carl's warning, even if Wang Biao's subordinates did not take action, he was still not afraid of anyone in the Holy Light City.

When Wang Biao arrived at the carriage, the battle here was coming to an end. The four four-winged angels not only successfully killed two assassins, but also forced the remaining four assassins into a desperate situation. This can be easily seen from their scarred bodies and tired expressions.

None of Wang Biao's four subordinates was injured, but their breath was a little unstable. Obviously, the previous battle also consumed a lot.

Wang Biao rushed to the battlefield, preparing to completely solve the problem, and became a new kind of change.

But at this moment, a voice came from the sky: "Stop it! The people who died tonight are already dragging it down."

A young man wearing a simple robe and a cold-faced face appeared in the air. He was the ancestor of the royal family, Carremont.
Chapter completed!