Volume 13 The Old King Next Door, He Is a Legend_Chapter 76 The whole world is learning from Lei Feng

Hearing this roar that shocked the heavens and the earth, it was like a stool rubbing against glass, which was extremely piercing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was neither Chinese nor English, but a strange and ethereal sound, which I couldn't understand, but the meaning was very clear.

I turned around, but saw that a large cloud of black mist solidified, Huang Menlang's whole person suddenly became more than two meters tall, and his whole body became taller in proportion, only the head still maintained its original appearance, but above the head, there was a pair of hideous horns like a sika deer, the muscles on the face were a little twisted, and many green tendons appeared, which was very terrifying.

And on the back of his body, a pair of huge fleshy wings grew enough to wrap his whole body.

And a large tail full of barbs.

Not only that, but his entire body and clothes were torn and torn, and after the black mist settled, countless scale armor like crocodiles spread all over his body, looking like a humanoid crocodile standing upright.

The strange mixture formed the Huangmenlang at this moment.

When I looked over, the guy happened to also look down and squint, looking towards me, and his hole-perturbed and lifeless eyes exuded an indescribable aura of murder, which made people shudder.

I clenched my fists and was about to turn around to meet them, when the leader of the green parrot shouted at me, "Don't move, if you move again, you will be broken." ”

I looked helpless and said what about the devil?

The leader of the green parrot said let's come.

Belch......

Hearing this, I was almost moved to tears, and I couldn't wait to send them a pennant of "learning from Lei Feng's good example".

With that, I retreated into the crowd, several men pointing guns at me, in case I might erupt.

And at this time, someone stepped forward and began to shout at Huang Menlang.

This is to persuade him to surrender, so that he will give up resistance and not die on his shoulders.

Hearing this, Huang Menlang's face showed a funny and strange smile, his eyes widened, and the momentum suddenly burst out, as if it was a depth charge, with Huang Menlang as the center, the cold breath was instantly transmitted in all directions, the temperature of the air suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and the ground was slaughtered, and the person who shouted was also trembling, and couldn't stop retreating.

He retreated, but he didn't expect that Huang Menlang did not bypass him, and suddenly moved forward, and the person rushed to the side of the Mi Guoyan, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but he touched the man's neck, and suddenly lifted it up, lifting it high.

The man who was caught screamed and shouted, "Help, help! ”

Bang!

At that moment, the gunfire rang out suddenly, and after the first gunshot, the first gunfire rang out, followed by the sound of da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, and the entire open space was filled with several squads of armed forces here, nearly sixty people, not to mention several sniper squads in the distance.

With such a firepower configuration, the other party actually dared to blow up the hair, which is too much for the people of the United States.

This is a provocation, a naked provocation.

So the moment the middle-aged man who stepped forward to talk was held up high, there was a burst of gunfire, and countless bullets shot out in an instant, hitting Huang Menlang's body, head and limbs.

In the dark night, countless bullets were flying, and the smell of gunpowder filled the entire space.

I threw my hands up and quietly pushed towards the back of the crowd, and as the battle took place, several of the people who cared for me shifted their attention, and all but one of them was still staring at me with their guns.

I have the help of this sudden Mi Guoyan, but I have a lot more time to observe Huang Menlang.

The magic dragon changes.

What he just said was the Demon Dragon Transformation, and the black aura that continued to gather from the void wrapped him in layers, and then I tried my best, but in the end I couldn't hurt him half a point.

That's pretty good.

The knife in my hand is a three-pointed and two-edged sword, a top-notch artifact inherited from the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, coupled with the majestic strength of my body, which can be called legendary, but in the end, I still failed to break through the opponent's defense.

What's going on?

Because of this, when Huang Menlang completed the change, I did not step forward, but retreated appropriately.

It's not that I'm afraid of the threat of these Americans, but I want to see what makes this guy extraordinary.

To be honest, even though there are sixty or seventy heavily armed and heavily armed guys on the side of the Mi people, plus more than fifty Western cultivators, I don't think it's enough.

Don't look at the number of them, but if they really fight together, I'm afraid that they may not be able to beat the Huangmenlang who has become a demon dragon.

While I guessed the strength of the two sides and made a comparison, the battle started in an instant.

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, the guy who stepped forward to negotiate crushed his head, although the other party seemed to be a cultivator, but the head was still too brittle, Huang Menlang's hands were actually claws, thick calluses, sharp nails, and suddenly pinched, the head was shattered like a watermelon, red blood, white brains, burst out at once, staining Huang Menlang's right hand bloody.

And at this time, those bullets all hit Huang Menlang.

These heavily armed soldiers were not ordinary people transferred from the National Guard or the police, but from the most elite Blackwater, or *defense companies, and their counterparts under the FBI.

Especially the first two, the staff of their company are basically retired from several famous special forces in the United States, whether it is Delta, Green Berets, or Navy SEALs, or top fighters recruited from other countries, they are all people who have experienced wars and seen blood, especially in the chaotic Africa and the Middle East, these companies do not know how many local wars they have undertaken.

These people, in terms of quality alone, are at least the top soldiers in the world.

They must have also had the experience of encircling and suppressing the Dark World or Western cultivators, because even in the face of Huang Menlang's strange appearance at the moment, none of them were flustered.

Few of the bullets they fired missed.

For a while, hundreds of bullets hit Huang Menlang's body, if it was a normal person, let alone a few hundred shots, just one shot, and the person would have to hang.

The real battle is different from the anti-Japanese drama, when the huge impact of the bullet is reflected on the human body, the big hole in the back of the bowl is not a joke, and I also heard the sound of a sniper rifle in the midst of the gunshot.

A military-grade sniper rifle has a bullet longer than a finger, and the effect of hitting it is a big hole when one shot is not alive at all.

However, in the midst of the stormy gunfire, Huang Menlang was not injured at all except for his body trembling slightly.

The furious rain of bullets, he relied on his physical body to completely resist it.

I didn't hurt at all.

When I saw this, I seemed calm, for I had expected it for a long time - I had not been able to break through the other party's defenses with all my strength just now.

But in terms of power, my knife is a hundred times stronger than these guys' bullets.

Stop!

Seeing that Huang Menlang was not harmed at all, the leader of the green parrot shouted to stop, and then shouted: "No, this guy can't be killed, change the armor-piercing bullet and mercury bullet; Everyone, get ready to get up close ......"

Yes......

When he was commanding, Huang Menlang roared angrily, did not give them any chance to react, and rushed directly into the crowd.

Huang Menlang's nameless but extremely sharp long sword before didn't know where to throw it, but his claws were even sharper now, rushing into the crowd, condescendingly rushing to kill.

Standing at the forefront is a large group of mercenaries with excellent military qualities.

Having experienced the most dangerous war, these people have fanatical courage and excellent technical combat skills, but in the face of the invulnerable and terrifying Huang Menlang, they still owe a lot, and many people died at once, and flesh and blood flew.

When someone was dying, he directly pulled the grenade on his waist and made a huge roar.

However, even so, the huge shock wave and shrapnel had no more lethal power than to kill his own companions.

At least for Huang Menlang, it's just a cold wind.

Sensing Huang Menlang's terribleness, the mercenaries around him had already retreated, but it was a large group of cultivators who stepped forward.

Some of these practitioners are from the government, but also from major organizations and companies.

Their leader is the man of the green parrot.

I know that Western practitioners and Eastern practitioners are not on the same path, but I can't deny the strength of others, in fact, there are many powerful people in Western practitioners, and I, who have experienced it once in Europe, is naturally the most experienced in this.

So I'm still looking forward to them.

However, when more than 30 people surrounded him, seeing that Huang Menlang was about to be submerged, the scene I was looking forward to did not see, but countless people screamed and flew out, wailing, turning into flesh and blood.

Bad!

Huang Menlang is really too fierce, even if the Western cultivators try their best, all kinds of means take turns, and there are constantly golden lights, thunder, holy sounds, lightning flashes, and strong winds, which seem to be extremely lively, but as time goes by, countless people have died one after another.

Of the more than 50 people, only about 20 remained, and seven or eight of them were injured and unable to move.

At this time, they finally broke down a little when they felt the boundless fear.

The green parrot head was carrying a big sword, covered in blood, and while directing the troops behind to shoot with armor-piercing bullets, he shouted loudly into the communicator: "Ask for reinforcements, we have met the devil, oh my god, the devil - help me contact the gatekeeper, we need reinforcements from top powerhouses like Lord Turgenev and Lord Andorf, please......"

He shouted in grief, and at this time, I, who was still being pointed at gunpoint, stepped forward and said, "Ahem, hello, I am an exorcist from the East, can I help you now?" ”