No. 2 shook violently a few times, slowly lay down, and never got up again, his head seemed to be hit by .50BMG, a fist-sized transparent hole penetrated the entire skull, and the ground flowed with liquid mixed with various colors, and it was slowly solidifying.

Wang Ling weakly let go of the umbrella handle in his hand, let out a sigh of relief, moved to the side with difficulty to avoid the liquid, and then lay down heavily on the ground.

He felt as if he was embedded in the asphalt, and then the roller ran back and forth on his body over and over again, and even a big breath would affect his whole body, and the pain was intense.

What was the pain, Wang Ling didn't know, and he couldn't describe it, he just felt that every cell in his body was moaning in pain, and the nerve impulses were so dense that they were jammed in the cerebral cortex.

Outside, Li Qian and Wang Liding were fighting and moving towards Wang Ling, No. 2's corpse and Wang Ling were blocked by the overturned shelves, and everyone didn't know what the ending would be.

What Li Qian and they were worried about was that the combat effectiveness of Wang Ling and No. 2 was very different, and if there was no movement suddenly, I was afraid that Wang Ling had already been poisoned.

The remaining 6 spirits were wondering why No. 2 hadn't come out for so long, in their opinion, Wang Ling was not No. 2's one-in-one enemy at all, he was a small character who could be tortured and killed with one punch.

As soon as they advanced and retreated, the war group approached the door of the small supermarket, and the people on both sides wanted to come in first to find out, and for a while it was difficult to distinguish between them.

At this time, Wang Ling was almost half-dead, his brain was dizzy, and he was forced to open it again every time he blinked.

Faintly, he heard the sound of the fist hitting the flesh very close to him, but he couldn't see anything clearly in front of him, as if he was covered by something.

Wang Ling subconsciously raised his right hand, but he almost screamed, and a bloody hand as vague as a mosaic appeared in front of his eyes.

Whose hand is this? Why is it all blood? Is it trying to kill me?

Wang Ling wanted to block this hand, but when his mind moved, his hand had already been removed, and another heart-piercing pain came.

Ah, yes, it's my own hand. But why is there so much blood?

Wang Ling's eyes widened, by the way, No. 2 is dead, I'll kill him!

This feeling was like the three souls and seven spirits that were about to leave the body suddenly returned, and Wang Ling only felt that his spirit was much clearer. That's right, No. 2 has died in his own hands, which means that the mental block has disappeared!

"#¥......#¥%" Wang Ling opened his mouth, but he only let out some bird words that he couldn't understand, his throat was as dry as a salted fish that had been exposed to the sun for three days, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

Swallowing the saliva that was almost non-existent, and listening to the sound of the fight that had almost entered the supermarket, Wang Ling made a hoarse voice with difficulty, "Read... Nian Yu..."

Everyone was stunned at the same time, why didn't that little bug die?Where did No. 2 go?All the geists had a strange feeling in their hearts, but they didn't expect No. 2 to be dead, because it seemed to them that it was absolutely impossible to happen.

But in Li Gan's ears, it has a completely different meaning. The word Nian Yu is relatively unfamiliar to these wandering spirits, but for Li Gan, it is a part of his life!

Li Qian smiled,

He laughed loud, arrogant, crazy!

"You go and see if Wang Ling has anything to do, and I'll leave everything to me. Li Qian stretched out his hands to both sides violently, as if he wanted to hold all the enemies in front of him in his hands.

"But you..."

"It's nothing, Wang Ling can do this, if I can't do the next thing, then I'm really ashamed of him. As soon as the words fell, under the frightened eyes of the wandering spirits, the glass fragments of the glass door that had been smashed by Wang Ling were floating from the ground one by one.

Li Gan's black trench coat had been torn beyond recognition in the fight just now, and there were still many places where blood stains were exposed, but, but!

Even though Li Gan's stature can be described as short, even if Li Gan's appearance is not handsome, even if he ......

But now he was standing firmly on the ground with his legs spread out, and his hands were slowly lifted upwards from both sides of his body, but he was so full of power, as if he was lifting the whole world.

There was not a trace of wind on a sunny day, but all the dust and garbage on the ground within a range of tens of meters suddenly began to scatter, just like a flock of birds that had seen a natural predator and wanted to flee this terrible place.

No one can count how many pieces the glass door has shattered, but what is certain is that even the glass dust, which has reached a fineness of several hundred meshes, is slowly floating.

The red pupils of the geists flickered violently, and by this time, they had naturally understood what was happening. I don't know why, the mental blockade has disappeared, and standing in front of them at this moment is the full version of Li Gan who is angry!

The spirits are not stupid, the battle in the supermarket is over, and no one has come out of it, but the spiritual blockade of Wan Ke Nianyu has disappeared.

What does that mean, the spirits don't dare to believe it, but they don't dare to think about it, because they don't have the heart to think about it, because they have to face Li Gan's anger!

"Fight!" No. 3 had a gloomy face, his teeth were clenched, and he would definitely die if he turned around and fled at this time, they wanted to survive in anger, they could only fight, only fight!!

Twelve flames began to burn violently, which were the pupils of the wandering souls, and in this desperate crisis, their bloodlines were all attracted to the extreme, and six soul oracles were released at the same time.

Soul Oracle List No. 26 Air Shield!

Soul Oracle List No. 33 Ghost Step!

Soul Oracle List No. 37 Blade!

Soul Oracle List No. 40 Bad Omen!

The 41st Colossus of the Oracle List!

And No. 3, the 50th that almost touched the intermediate soul oracle, the blood explosion!

I don't know how many times these 8 geists have cooperated with each other, usually No. 1 and No. 2 rarely shoot, they are low-level geistels, relying on the combination of soul oracles, more than once to achieve a weak attack on the strong, No. 3's blood explosion can almost kill those low-level existences in seconds, igniting the opponent's blood like a flame, almost in an instant, the enemy can turn into a poor worm tied to explosives, into a rain of blood.

Under the defense of the air shield, No. 6 and No. 7 will attack and entangle, No. 5 will interfere with the opponent's mind, and No. 4, who is almost invincible and almost copper-headed and iron-armed, can torture and kill the opponent at will.

Their coordination can be said to have no weaknesses, almost seamless, and often without the 3rd and 4th shots, the battle is already over. They didn't get the order of No. 2 just now, and they haven't used the soul oracle all the time, but now No. 2 has obviously had an accident, and No. 1 doesn't know where to go, and if they don't fight hard, there is only the inevitable ending of death.

The faint light of the air shield spread out in the direction of Li Gan's advance; No. 7 moved so fast that it almost left an afterimage on the ground; No. 6 had already drawn out the sharp blade in his hand revealing the light of choosing people to devour; No. 5's original two fiery red pupils suddenly turned completely black, staring at Li Gan's eyes; while No. 4 and No. 3 rushed straight up at Li Gan with infinite strength.

Li Gan stood there without moving, his arrogant expression still on his face, as if he was watching a circus clown perform. The blood explosion on the 3rd had been released, but it didn't have much special effect except for making Li Gan's face red.

On the contrary, the boiling of blood made Li Gan's eyes brighter, and a pair of blue eyes almost suppressed the six pairs of red eyes on the opposite side.

In fact, the blood explosion of No. 3 can touch the edge of the intermediate soul oracle, which is definitely not so easy to dissolve, but under Li Gan's emotionless gaze, the original power can't even be exerted even ordinarily, and that is the bloodline suppression.

No matter how fierce the tanuki is, when it encounters a tiger, it definitely doesn't have the courage to wave its claws. The dead No. 9, who killed without blinking, was also so frightened that his legs trembled when he faced Lin Ling, who had no attack power at all.

At this time, the whole person on the 4th became one bigger, his arms were as thick as the thighs of an orangutan, he avoided looking at Li Gan, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, jumped high, clasped his hands together, and smashed it hard.

If Wang Liding or Wang Ling were to be come, it is estimated that they would go directly to Hexi to talk about their hearts on the 9th, not to mention the weak Li Gan?

A loud roar that almost burst the eardrums sounded, and cracks appeared on the side of the asphalt road, but only at the feet of Number 4.

The dust cleared, and Li Qian still stood in place, looking at the unbelievable No. 4 with a sneer.

Under the No. 4 arm, less than ten centimeters away from Li Gan's head, countless glass shards gathered together to form a glass shield.

No. 4's tremendous power comparable to a blast didn't shake it in the slightest. Instead, due to the huge reaction force, No. 4's thick arm looked distorted, the surface of the skin was all cracked, and the fist even burst out with fragments of phalanges.

Li Gan's right hand was open to No. 4, controlling the indestructible glass shield. Number 4 was so frightened that he didn't even realize the pain of his hands being scrapped.

"You're done? That's my turn. Li Gan smiled evilly, and his outstretched hand shook suddenly, and the glass that formed the glass shield was actually more shattered under the bombardment of No. 4, just because it was accumulated together under the effect of Li Gan's mental power.

As Li Gan's hand was released, those were really countless glass dusts, and they immediately wrapped No. 4 in its entirety, which looked very similar to the sand in the gourd controlled by Iro.

Although the glass chips are very small and not crystalline like sand, they still have countless sharp edges and corners on the tiny surface that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye after being crushed by external forces.

No. 4 is extremely powerful under the power of the Colossus, whether it is the density of muscle fibers or the hardness of bones, which makes it difficult for him to be defeated.

But

Anyone who has ever seen the surface treatment of metal must know that the hardness of the metal itself is very high, but a simple sandpaper can polish off the surface of the surface.

No. 4's skin and muscles are obviously not as strong as metal, but the glass chips controlled by Li Qian are much more terrifying than sandpaper!

It's as if the surface of the body is covered with layers of steel wool, and each wire is with endless barbs. In the terrible cry of the 4th, a faint layer of blood mist began to fill the air.

Every glass shard rolled on the surface of No. 4's skin, scraping, and scratching. A grain of debris rolls through, leaving only a tiny wound that cannot be distinguished.

But what if it's hundreds of thousands, millions, or even hundreds of millions of debris?

Number 4's cry lasted for a few seconds before disappearing, as his skin was being "polished" at a rapidly variable rate to the naked eye, and the tender skin on his neck was worn away in the blink of an eye, followed by the same soft neck muscles, trachea, and blood vessels.

The 6th and 7th, who had already rushed behind Li Gan and were about to attack, were completely stunned, although they were terrifying beings comparable to hellish demons, but the scene in front of them still made them completely stupid.

In just a dozen seconds, they watched as No. 4 was instantly stripped of the skin of his whole body, and then the muscles and nerves.

I don't know if Li Gan did it deliberately, No. 4's arteries and veins and organs were temporarily preserved, and the bright red heart was hanging under No. 4's chest, beating and shaking.

The glass shards no longer rotated, but like amoebae, lying on the surface of the remnants of the organs, Li Qian turned his head to look at No. 6 and No. 7 behind him, and sneered again.

His clenched right hand was clenched into a fist by him, and he squeezed it so hard that the joints made a crackling sound.

Poof!

The sound of a balloon being punctured is muffled, and the sound of an organ being shattered is not so pleasant. Originally, where No. 4 was located, only a blood mist was left in the sky, mixed with the glass shards that were still floating up and down, and it was impossible to distinguish them.