MTL - World Destroying Demonic Emperor-Chapter 1115 One hundred and seven: God! Soul flying

Chapter 1115 chapter one seven seven magic skills! Soul flying

"boom!"

Nicholas shot at the back of Lanling.

For the mercenary, it is normal to shoot at the back, and it is not a gentleman's demeanor.

Just five meters away, and Nicholas used a large-caliber pistol, the speed of the pop-up after the eruption reached more than four hundred meters per second.

Under this distance, it is impossible to escape.

Everyone waited for Lan Ling to die under the gun.

however……

Lanling's head was on one side, and the palm of the hand was lightning.

Suddenly...

Lively caught the bullet in his hand.

Lan Ling glanced at the bullet, and Nicholas used the most vicious flowering warhead. Once the target is hit, the entire warhead will burst directly, leaving a huge wound on the human body and even completely damaging the internal organs.

The audience was first horrified, how did Lanling not be killed?

Then everyone saw the warhead of his hand, suddenly felt ridiculous, incomparably unreal?

Grab the bullets with bare hands?

This...this...this is impossible?

What is going on here?

Performing magic?

The martial arts of this world is no longer able to grab bullets by hand. This completely surpasses the reality theme and enters the fantasy world?

This is not the world of the movie "Kung Fu", Lanling is not a fire cloud evil spirit, how can you catch the bullet.

The mercenary Nicholas did not believe this scene at all, so he chose to fire again.

"Oh..." He fired at Lanling desperately and finished the remaining seven bullets. He never believed that Lanling could really catch the bullets by hand.

However the next second...

Lan Ling has seven more warheads in his palm.

Really able to grab bullets by hand!

This... this is too weird, this is a hell!

Lin Hao also has some creeps in the place. Is this not logical and does not conform to reality?

This is a bit too ruined!

Is there anyone in this world who can grab bullets by hand? Is it that I am dreaming, or is this world too crazy, hiding too many secrets I don't know? ‘

And Nicholas, at this time, finally felt the fear and felt the fear.

He has murdered countless people in his life, has seen countless worlds, and never believes in any superheroes in the world. What supernatural phenomena are there. However, now he saw it with his own eyes.

Crashes to near collapse.

A soft knee and a straight kneel down.

"God, what have I met?" Nicholas trembled: "God, save me, forgive me."

Lanling went forward: "Nicholas, you kill countless people, but that is your profession, so I didn't intend to continue to discipline you, just ruin your arm. Your savings are enough for you to comfort yourself. For half a lifetime. But you dare to count me in the back, then you should not continue to live in this world."

Nicholas trembled and wanted to ask for mercy, but found that there was no word for mercy in the stomach.

"Open your mouth." Lan Lingdao.

Nicholas did not dare to resist and opened his mouth directly.

Lanling threw eight warheads into his mouth. The eight warheads had alloy warheads, lead warheads, flowering warheads, poisonous stabbing warheads, etc. Some were odd-shaped, sharp, and some wiped with poison. There is even a warhead filled with mercury.

Lan Ling put all the eight warheads into his mouth and said: "Swallow."

Nicholas seemed to have lost control of his body, and he swallowed all eight warheads with great pain.

Suddenly, a stream of blood poured out.

Because the esophagus was scratched by sharp stingers and flowering warheads.

However, this pain is only just beginning. After entering the stomach, these warheads are frantically cut under the contraction of the stomach, and many of the poisons are released. After the warhead is crushed, the mercury inside leaks out.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

The mercenary master was painfully rolling on the ground, miserable.

After a quarter of an hour, he died completely, his eyes were red and swollen, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his death was miserable.

......

Lin Bao’s two masters lost, and the last East China’s first hard-core master was left.

Lan Ling slowly walked towards the singer.

"I heard that you are the first **** master in East China?" Lan Ling asked.

The face of the singer sighed slightly: "That is the love of the friends of the rivers and lakes, this little friend, who is your teacher? Which martial art is it? The martial arts is very small, maybe I am one of your uncles. Listen to me. Advise, the family should not solve the problem, you and Lin Hao boss's kindness and resentment, how to write off?"

Lanling Road: "What? You intend to mediate, don't you want to work with me?"

The singer’s face is the right way: “We are martial arts people to keep fit, to promote justice, not to fight for strength. You screamed at the manual hand, did you not lose the martial arts and righteousness? Your teacher did not teach Are you Wude?"

Lanling is really amazing!

Niubie, arrogant...

The martial arts people’s mouths are far more than their hands, and of course there may be acting skills.

Lanling Road: "Since it is here, do you still have a fight?"

The voice of the singer is correct: "Little friends, don't make mistakes yourself. There are strong hands in the strong, there are days outside the sky, there are people outside. Fighting for a lifetime can not become an atmosphere, can not become a master."

Lanling Road: "Come on, come on, play one?"

The first master of East China, the singer, waved his hand and said: "I am paying attention to Wude, and the juniors like you, it just broke my signboard and broke my reputation."

Lan Ling looked cold and shouted: "You can't fight? If you don't fight, I will kill you."

The first master of East China, the singer of the sage of the wind, said: "Since the little friends are struggling, then I can only play with you next time. We have a martial arts trick, and we will not break the rules."

"Yes..." Lan Ling laughed.

The singer took out a sword and said slowly: "My sword name is Long Yao, which was passed down by the ancestors. It has been 300 years old."

Then he slammed a set of sword flowers.

Immediately afterwards, he slashed away from the sidewalk railings. The thick iron pillars of the fingers were broken, and the sword was cut into iron.

Then, the sword flower of the sorcerer is getting more and more gorgeous and getting faster and faster.

Lan Ling stood still.

"Look at the sword..." The singer yelled.

suddenly……

A flower in front of the eyes, a strange smell came from the air.

Countless poisonous needles, like the rain pear flower, burst into the Lanling.

Hundreds of thousands of poison needles, as well as weird smoke, came in an instant.

When these poisonous needles hit the body of Lanling, they disappeared suddenly, because all of them were made of cold ice and melted directly into the body.

Inside the sleeves of the singer, there is a very modern hidden weapon, which has hundreds of thousands of cold ice needles, and uses liquid nitrogen to keep the terrible low temperature. Then use a special vacuum barrier so that the terrible low temperature of liquid nitrogen does not hurt the arm.

Such a poisonous needle, coupled with poisonous mist, is simply unpredictable. At close range, it can be much more powerful than a gun.

Lanling screamed and fell to the ground directly, his face purple, pointing to the singer: "You use poison, use hidden weapons, mean and shameless."

The singer haha ​​laughed and said: "I don’t need any just means to deal with this evil martyrdom. Everyone has to be stunned. Regardless of the white cat and the black cat, it is a good cat to catch the mouse. No matter the sorcerer, can Eliminating evil is good martial arts."

By relying on people walking in the martial arts, relying on one mouth.

Just now, Renyiwude is what you said. Now it is so informal and it is a just move to kill people with poison.

Then, the first master of East China, the singer said: "Apprentice, went to pick up the hands of this kid, dug his scorpion. I dared to offend my lord, his eyes are also white."

His apprentice, A Bing, walked slowly toward Lanling, his face exposed, and he had to break Lanlan's hands and dig his eyes.

At this time, Lan Ling slowly stood up and smiled: "Interesting, interesting..."

Seeing him safe and sound, the singer said with amazement: "How come you are okay? I have used more than a dozen poisons. How can you be okay?"

Lanling waved, and the sword in the hands of the singer flew directly to Lanling.

Gently sniffed, Lan Ling smiled and said: "This sword is only five years old, and it is made with modern technology. The story of your martial arts is completely dependent on editing?"

Then, Lan Ling shook gently.

Suddenly, this alloy sword broke directly and scattered all over the place.

And the disciple's apprentice, A Bing, stared at Lanling, and the change was too fast.

Lan Ling glanced at him and gently pushed his palm.

Suddenly, the apprentice A Bing flew directly out of the tens of meters, kneeling on the wall, blood mad, life and death is uncertain.

Lan Ling walked to the front of the singer, showing a weird smile, said: "Is the first hard-core master in East China?"

The lord is right: "This... this is all martial arts people love."

"The martial arts people should pay attention to martial arts. People like me who fight for strength and sorrow will never be able to make the atmosphere, right?" Lanling laughed.

Mingye said: "Wu De, still have to talk."

Lan Ling smiled again: "A person like me, everyone has to swear, is it?"

Mingye said: "Even if you are even better, you can't be an enemy of everyone. You said little friends?"

Lanling Road: "At this time, you still have a hard mouth, it is really amazing."

Suddenly, the singer slammed down and said: "Lanling Xiaoyou, Qingshan is always there, the green water is flowing, you will spare me this time? How?"

"The clown." Lan Ling snorted coldly, slamming his hands on the legs of the singer.

"Wulin scum." Lan Ling another cold drink, aiming at the body of the singer, a palm.

"Death is not enough." Lan Ling finally screamed, aiming at the head of the singer's head.

In the shuddering eyes of all, the first hard-core master of East China was shot and squashed on the ground and became a human-shaped meatloaf. He could not die any more.

Lan Ling finally looked at Lin Hao Road: "Lin Bo, what other masters, call it out together."

Lin Hao trembled and then made a stench, because he was so scared that his urine was out.

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