Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 713: Jialan Anqing fights new soldiers, Baoyou encounters old enemy at night

"Wu Hen, look, these little chickens are like a group of headless flies, flying around everywhere."

Lin Qiye laughed unrestrainedly, as if he was watching a farce.

Wu Hen shrugged his shoulders, easily dodged a fist swung by a new recruit, and with a backhand palm, directly slapped the new recruit away.

"It's like a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, don't you understand? By the way, is your taunt skill maxed out?"

"Mutually." Lin Qiye responded with a smile.

His eyes fell on a figure walking slowly in the distance. His smile gradually faded and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Stop!" A loud shout rang in everyone's ears like thunder.

A burly man with a stern face strode over, his aura exuding an oppressive feeling.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking the new recruits?" The man's tone was cold and questioning.

Lin Qiye looked at the person who came and did not answer immediately. He just narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: This guy is a bit tricky.

Meanwhile, Galan was already rampaging through the recruits like a human bulldozer.

She had no fancy moves; every punch and kick was simple and direct, yet powerful and substantial.

A skinny new soldier waved his sword, trying to stop Galan's attack.

But she grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, and the sword fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy punch hit the recruit's abdomen. The skinny recruit groaned and fainted.

"That's it?" Galan curled his lips in disdain and continued looking for the next target.

Another young recruit seemed to have awakened some kind of forbidden power. A strange light flashed on his body and his speed was astonishingly fast.

He kept moving around Galan, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Jia Lan was not in a hurry either. She kept observing the new recruits' movements.

Finally, when the new recruits launched another attack, she suddenly turned sideways.

He dodged the attack, then grabbed the recruit's ankle and slammed him to the ground.

"He's quite fast, but unfortunately, his brain is not good enough." Galan said, stepping on the recruit's chest and subduing him completely.

Compared to Galan's violence, An Qingyu seemed much calmer.

He stood there motionless, carrying the black coffin on his back. Frost vines spread out under his feet like a spider web, trapping the surrounding recruits.

He calmly pushed his glasses up and scanned the battlefield with cold eyes, looking for his next target.

On the edge of the chaotic battlefield, three members of the Church of the Ancient God were observing everything closely.

"Is that woman really Lord Qianmo?" The skinny recruit looked at Jialan's fighting style and was full of doubts.

He always felt that Jialan's fighting style was somewhat different from the impression they had of Lord Qianmo.

"I'm not sure." The female soldier shook her head. "Lady Qianmo's strength is unfathomable. Perhaps she is just hiding her strength."

The young recruit also echoed, "I think so too. Master Qianmo is the pillar of our church. How could he reveal his true strength so easily?"

The skinny recruit still felt something was wrong. He frowned and stared at Jia Lan.

Suddenly, he noticed that after knocking down a new recruit, Galan had a barely perceptible smile on his face?

"Wait..." The skinny recruit suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at Jia Lan, and said in a hurried tone,

"Look at her expression! That...that's clearly..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Hey, what are you guys doing hiding here?"

Wu Hen appeared behind them at some point, with a playful smile on his face.

The three members of the Ancient God Church turned around abruptly, their expressions changing drastically.

"Hey, what are you guys doing hiding here?" Wu Hen interrupted the skinny recruit with a hint of teasing in his voice.

The skinny recruit turned around suddenly, his face turned pale, but soon, the fear in his eyes was replaced by anger.

"Pretend! Keep pretending! I finally see clearly that you don't really intend to hurt anyone!"

The female soldiers and the young recruits looked bewildered, and followed the skinny recruit's gaze to look at Jia Lan and An Qingyu who were "fighting fiercely".

Indeed, if you look closely, you will find that those recruits who were knocked down, although they looked in great pain, were not actually seriously injured.

"Look at that woman,"

The skinny recruit pointed at Galan.

"She could have smashed that guy's head in with one punch, but she just gave him a light push and then pretended she had overexerted herself."

"And the one carrying the black coffin, his frost vines could have frozen the recruits, but they only gently wrapped around them, restricting their movements."

He became more and more excited and angry as he spoke.

"They're just putting on an act! They're trying to unleash the potential of those new recruits! Damn it, we've been fooled!"

The female soldiers and the young recruits suddenly realized what was going on and showed angry expressions on their faces.

They had always thought that the Night Squad was here to kill people, but they didn't expect to be played around by the other side.

The skinny recruit took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"What should we do now? They are obviously stalling for time. There must be some conspiracy."

"What are you afraid of!"

The female soldier snorted coldly.

"No matter how powerful they are, there are only two of them. We have so many people here. Are we still afraid of them?"

The young recruits also echoed, "That's right, we still have the mysterious item given to us by Master Qianmo, we can definitely defeat them!"

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the skinny recruit.

"That's right! Since they want to play, we'll play along to the end! We'll blend in with the new recruits and find a chance to kill them!"

Just then, Fang Mo ran over in a panic with a look of horror on his face.

"Oh no! Lin Qiye and Wu Hen are here!"

"What?!" The skinny recruit's face changed drastically, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, they are the captain and vice-captain of the Night Squad, their strength is unfathomable!

Before they could react, they heard a hearty laugh.

"Hey, aren't these the three cuties from the Ancient God Church? What are you plotting here?"

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen walked side by side, both with playful smiles on their faces.

Wu Hen's system suddenly issued a prompt: "Ding! Hidden mission triggered: Flirt with members of the Ancient God Church. Mission reward: A mysterious gift package."

Wu Hen's mouth corners curled up slightly, it seems that he can have some fun today.

At the same time, Lu Baoyou suddenly felt a disturbance in the divine ruins within his body.

An inexplicable force pushed her into the air and flew in one direction.

"What's going on?" Lu Baoyou was shocked and quickly steadied himself.

She looked in the direction of the force and saw Lin Qiye and Wu Hen standing there.

Wu Hen was emitting a faint golden light, and that power was emanating from him.

Suddenly, a huge black figure fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

"Lin Qiye, Wu Hen! I'm here to kill you!" A murderous voice sounded.

Lu Baoyou looked at the man in front of him who exuded the power of a fallen angel, and his heart was full of doubts.

Who is this guy?

Why did he suddenly appear?

Why did he want to kill Lin Qiye and Wu Hen?

Everything is shrouded in fog.