Godly Scratch-Off System

A row of strong palm wind mixed with dust suddenly flew towards the few big men. It was blinding, and the pain was akin to a knife slicing across their skin.    

Three men wearing masks lightly jumped in front of Tan Hwa and her daughter, quietly protecting them from Ying Lee's path.    

Ying Lee was not willing to accept the fact that his good fortune was about to be broken by some unknown people.    

"This is a personal grudge, who are you? "Why did you join in?" Ying Lee's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he stared at his opponent.    

Beneath the mask was Liao Xiaoduo and the rest who had rushed over to rescue their families. However, they had changed from members of Mountain Sea Military Region to street rats who had been beaten up by everyone. In order to not cause unnecessary trouble, Liao Xiaoduo put on his mask and lowered his voice so that no one would be able to tell what he looked like.    

"You guys are men, who can keep watching when you bully two women?!"    

"Haha — —" Ying Lee and the others burst into laughter.    

"Heh heh, even a few beggars who don't know their place have come to pretend to be heroes."    

"Looking at how poor he looks, he probably hasn't eaten his fill for several days."    

"Little beggar, I advise you to scram back to where you came from or else I will beat your teeth out of you!"    

"Hurry up and scram. If you continue to hustle and bustle, I'll let you have a taste of my strength later!"    

"..." All sorts of threatening and threatening voices could be heard.    

However, Liao Xiaoduo didn't seem to hear the ridicule from the other party. He stood still and took a attacking stance.    

Tan Qingqing looked suspiciously at the figure in front of her. For some reason, this back gave her a very familiar feeling. Furthermore, she felt an inexplicable sense of security, as if she was about to be saved!    

[Damn it! I really won't cry until I see the coffin!] Ying Lee grinded his teeth in anger. It was already getting late. If he continued delaying, he would definitely be scolded by Gong Wenfeng. It was better to finish the fight quickly.    

"Everyone, let's go together! Let's beat these beggars till their teeth fall all over the ground!"    

The dozen strong men immediately surrounded Liao Xiaoduo and the others. They cracked their fingers with a loud creaking sound. They looked aggressive and had arrogant expressions on their faces.    

In terms of numbers, we don't have the advantage. Tan Qingqing looked at the masked man leading the group worriedly. "Hero, you …" You have to be careful! "    

"Don't worry!" Liao Xiaoduo turned around and gave Tan Qingqing a bright smile. Suddenly, he remembered that he was wearing a mask and his cousin couldn't see anything, so he scratched his head awkwardly and turned around, waving at Wu Tie provocatively, "What, you don't dare to go up?"    

Seeing Liao Xiaoduo act so arrogantly, how could Ying Lee endure it any longer? He immediately shouted.    

"What an arrogant brat! Brothers, attack together!" Treat those hooligans who did not know their limits well! But be careful not to hurt those two women, that's what the higher-ups set you to do! "    

"Yes sir!"    

The dozen men behind Ying Lee immediately surrounded the three of them with murderous looks in their eyes, not leaving a single gap.    

"Assemble the formation!"    

Ever since the last time Eagle Team was so proud of the Pile Arhat was defeated with just one move from Liao Xiaoduo, Ying Lee had immediately changed the formation and strengthened the weak points of the formation, increasing both the attack and defense.    

This time, I can use these few crazy people to practice and test out the power of my upgraded version! Ying Lee thought complacently.    

The dozen or so people continuously shifted positions, leaving not a single flaw. The powerful spiritual energy condensed into a huge net in the air, directly throwing itself at the three people who were tightly surrounded.    

What kind of Martial Arts Skill was this? The three people wearing masks were caught off guard.    

He had been caught by a net.    

It was unknown what material the net was made of, but the more he struggled, the tighter he entangled himself. Liao Xiaoduo was astonished. He did not expect Ying Lee to raise his skill so much in such a short period of time! He sent his Qi into his dantian, intending to use his spiritual power to break through.    

The net contained the spiritual energy of more than a dozen people, and Liao Xiaoduo's group was unable to move for a moment.    

He hoped that Liao Xiaoduo would surrender and give up, and said with a taunt: "Don't waste your energy. Unless you reach Transcendent Martial Cultivator's realm, you won't be able to break this Immortal Binding Net even if you use up all your spiritual energy."    

Liao Xiaoduo's face was flushed red. As the Immortal Binding Net pressed down bit by bit, cracks had already appeared on the ground beside his feet!    

"What the hell is this thing …" Too heavy... "I can't hold on anymore …" The bald youth's hands painfully held up the net. Let alone breaking it, in the blink of an eye, he would be crushed into the ground.    

"Hehe, to die at my hands, you are not unjustly accused!" With a backhand motion, Ying Lee made a murderous dragon claw as he quickly grabbed towards Liao Xiaoduo's face.    

"Look at my dragon claw!"    

The tip of the claw, which was glowing with green and green light, brought out a burst of violent force and headed straight for Liao Xiaoduo's eyes!    

If he did not break free, not to mention his eyeballs, he would not even be able to keep his life!    

Liao Xiaoduo cursed and took a deep breath. He gathered the spiritual energy in his dantian into a huge air knife and threw it out.    

"Go!"    

Liao Xiaoduo roared as the spiritual power in his body surged like a surging tide, surging through his meridians! At this moment, Liao Xiaoduo, who had been stuck in the advanced stage for a long time, felt Transcendent Martial Cultivator's barrier with his hand. Although it was just for a split-second, he had experienced the infinite power of a powerful warrior!    

"Break!"    

The originally thousand-pound net was instantly broken. Ying Lee and more than a dozen of his subordinates were swept away by the force and fell to the ground.    

In Ying Lee's Dantian, the spiritual qi was rampaging like crazy, unable to be dispersed. Ying Lee spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face was terrifyingly pale. He immediately sat up and adjusted his breathing, forcefully clearing up his manic spirit energy.    

At this moment, Ying Lee was exceptionally astonished in his heart. He did not expect that this ordinary "little beggar" in tattered clothes had already reached Transcendent Martial Cultivator's level.    

Transcendent Martial Cultivator counted to two. This person, he sounded very young, but he actually reached this realm?!    

"Who the hell are you?!" Ying Lee had a bad premonition. This was the rhythm of one hitting one's face hard every time. Why does it seem so similar to someone, but he was indeed gone.    

Liao Xiaoduo completely ignored Ying Lee's questions. Taking advantage of Ying Lee's lack of attention, he quickly helped his cousin up. With a tall and bald head, he carried his aunt on his back and they frantically ran away at the speed of light.    

"F * ck!"    

Ying Lee was so angry that he punched a hole in the ground when he saw the few of them run away in front of him.    

"Don't let me catch you, or I'll definitely show you!"