485 Fledgling Project

Li Fan's left hand grabbed the face of a grimace man, and the tiger claw activated, directly pinching his mask, followed by his head.

And the grimace man on the other side pulled out a small knife, and it was a stab under Li Fan's ribs!

Sure enough, he is a master at the peak level, especially the assassin, and his sword skills are very powerful. But Li Fan just snorted, and the silver needle inserted in his right arm immediately flew out and nailed to the eyebrows of the grimacing man.

The grimace man fell directly to the ground and died, and neither of the two left alive from Li Fan's hands.

Li Fan has always been friendly to international friends, but since he is here to cause sabotage, he will not be polite.

"You robbed me of my head. ”

Murong Ying complained unhappily.

"I'll rub it, Miss, do you have to take care of the head by yourself?"

"Hmph, when I used to lol, you also liked to rob my head. ”

Murong Ying even recalled the past, "In reality, you have to rob a competitive man!"

“……”

Li Fan suddenly didn't know how to justify, and Murong Ying had already taken care of the rest of the grimace men.

Looking at the twelve dead killers he had worked so hard to cultivate, they had returned to the West Heaven in the blink of an eye, and Lao Mo's lips trembled.

"No, it can't ......"

Lao Mo couldn't believe his eyes, he stared at Murong Ying, and asked, "You, who are you?"

"Martial Arts Alliance Leader, Murong Ying. ”

Murong Ying directly reported her name, she stretched out two fingers and pointed at Lao Mo opposite, "What you just said, I can't pretend that I didn't hear it." ”

"Impossible!"

Lao Mo didn't believe it, "Martial Arts Alliance Master, how could it be a little girl like you!"

"Do you look down on my age, or do you look down on my gender?"

Murong Ying's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Little girl, don't brag, let's die!"

Lao Mo said, and suddenly another figure flew out from behind him.

This figure was very ghostly, like a phantom, and it was in front of Murong Ying in the blink of an eye.

This figure had no hands, and at the end of his palms were two long swords, and he slashed towards Murong Ying!

His speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to see Murong Ying clearly. But for Murong Ying, she didn't need to see it clearly at all.

Only the most inferior martial artists need to see with their eyes.

Murong Ying flicked her two fingers and flicked the two swords away. At the same time, Murong Ying raised a foot and kicked on this figure.

"Bang!"

The guy flew out, but as Lao Mo pulled with both hands, he stabilized himself in the air again.

The light hit him, and Murong Ying saw clearly that he was not a human, but a puppet dressed up.

The puppet seemed to be made in the form of a woman, and between its legs, there was a sponge-like thing.

"I wipe ......"

Li Fan really looked at it below, "This old boss took out his inflatable doll as a weapon!"

"Truly...... Your time of death has come!"

After a period of panic, Lao Mo seemed to be a little excited again.

"You are the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, this is just right, kill you, our fledgling plan will be one step closer to the goal!"

Lao Mo was so happy, he seemed to have a lot of transparent silk threads wrapped around his hands.

Sewing the necturnal?

This thought floated through Li Fan's mind!

He flicked his hands, and more threads flew out. The twelve ghost-faced men who had been killed stood up again with a very strange aura.

"Isn't this a lost demonic kung fu?"

Murong Ying also recognized this kung fu.

"Truly...... That's right, you're not mistaken. I didn't stay here for nothing......"

Lao Mo said, controlling the twelve ghost-faced men, as well as the multi-functional puppets he created, rushed forward towards Murong Ying.

"Amitabha...... Does the Alliance Leader need help?"

Bodhi also asked with some concern, but Li Fan patted him on the shoulder.

"Dude, it's dogs who steal heads. ”

"Huh?"

Bodhi obviously didn't understand, and Murong Ying had already made another move!

In the end, it was the Lord of the Murong Alliance, she still stepped on the railing, and then her two hands were opened, and from the palms of her hands, pieces of cherry blossom petals flew out.

Turn fiction into reality!

"Nani ......"

Lao Mo looked stupid, this legendary martial arts realm was really used today?

Or a little girl doll?

These cherry blossom petals pierced directly through the bodies of those grimace men, tearing them apart in the air, and at the same time cutting the silk threads of the puppets of Lao Mo Kongzhì himself.

"Damn ......"

Lao Mo couldn't sit still anymore, and the disgusting smile on his face just now was gone.

"What's wrong, unexpected?"

Murong Ying looked condescendingly at this old Mo who was in a wheelchair.

"Damn...... How can you be so strong!"

Lao Mo's expression was slightly sluggish, "Could it be Huaxia's martial arts...... It's been more than that...... No, since you are the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, then you must be the strongest in Huaxia!"

"I'm sorry, I also want to be the strongest in Huaxia. ”

Murong Ying shrugged her shoulders, "It's a pity, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky." Within Huaxia, there are too many people who are stronger than me. ”

"It's absolutely impossible to ......"

Lao Mo didn't believe Murong Ying's words at all, and his gaze suddenly fell on Li Fan.

"That man is your man...... I want to see if you have the courage to kill your own man!"

As Lao Mo spoke, he suddenly popped out invisible silk threads, instantly restraining Li Fan.

"Huh?"

Li Fan looked at his hand and understood twice without obeying, and was a little surprised.

"Hahaha! You're my puppet now!"

"Rub, how can this work. ”

Looking at Lao Mo's triumphant smile, Li Fan's mouth immediately pursed, "The ghost wants to be your doll, it's disgusting!"

"It's up to you!"

Lao Mo said proudly, "My corpse sewing technique is unique in the world! No matter how strong a master you are, if you fall for this trick, you must obediently obey my orders!"

Saying that, Lao Mo manipulated Li Fan, made Li Fan jump up, stepped on light work, fell to the second floor, and stood in front of his fiancée.

"It's fine. ”

Murong Ying didn't care, "I cut off your head first, and then I cut off the old man of this island country." ”

"I'm your fiancé!"

Li Fan's cold sweat came down, but Lao Mo laughed, "Hahahaha, stupid Zhina, you can kill each other for me!"

As he spoke, he manipulated Li Fan and asked Li Fan to make a move towards Murong Ying!

But Lao Mo urged the silk thread, but Li Fan did not move at all.

"Nani?"

Lao Mo was very strange that his corpse sewing technique had failed?

How is this possible!

"Old man, have you had enough?"

Li Fan lowered his voice and seemed to be a little unhappy, "It's my turn, right?"