179. Push the limits

Lin Shen smiled faintly, "It's not big, next month, it's only my twentieth birthday.xshuotxt"

Lao Qiao suddenly showed a distressed look, scratched his head vigorously, and shouted: "God, God is so unfair, it's enough to have me as a demon in the world, why should there be you?" He Shengliang is born, no, no, he is born Qiao and He Shenglin!! ”

He said a lot of ahh

It seems to be a kind of code, Datian, who has been shocked by Lin Shen's murderous aura, suddenly burst out, his body bowed, his chest and abdomen contracted, and a hunchback was born out of thin air.

Using the hunchback as a weapon, Datian crashed into Lin Shen at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Old Joe seemed to be magical, and he didn't know where to conjure a huge pistol.

The shape of the pistol even looked a little deformed, and if An Ming was here, he would definitely exclaim.

Colt Cobra!

This is one of the overlords of pistols, and it is very powerful, of course, commensurate with the recoil that is so strong that ordinary people can break their arms at a moment's notice, and the crosshair, which is difficult to grasp to the extreme.

But Old Joe looked thin and weak, and as soon as he pulled out the Colt Cobra, it was a three-shot burst of shots.

One shot flew towards Lin Shen's eyebrows, and the other two shot skillfully bypassed the big sky that almost shrunk him into a ball, one left and one right, flying to the shoulders and elbows on both sides of Lin Shen.

The gun is fast, accurate, and unmoved by the recoil of the three waves, this old Joe, who is not amazing, is actually a rare master of using guns.

The master's spiritual sense brought Lin Shen a warning of extreme danger.

Although he didn't know that this pistol was a Colt Cobra, and he didn't know that this gun fired a modified point forty magnum bullet, but he knew that the power of each bullet was almost comparable to the inch he used with all his strength in the Nine Heavens realm.

Moreover, the big heaven who came over with his back hunched turned out to be a master, although it was about the same level as Fang Chenfeng, but now it was enough to delay him for a breath.

After all, Lin Shen was now only equivalent to a master of the Nine Fold Realm, and although his reaction was there, his skill was not enough for him to make faster movements like before.

This time may only be a fraction of a second, but it can already be said to be the dividing point between life and death.

At this critical moment, Lin Shen moved.

The five qi of heaven punishment were urged out by one brain.

For a while, while impacting the ban, it seems to have hit a bottleneck again.

Although it can't shake the ban, there is a trend of the five qi merging into one that appeared during the last internal force rebellion.

The skill that seemed unfamiliar due to the ban, and the violent internal power that could not be completely controlled due to the addition of Han Zhiruo's beast blood boiling elixir, was finally surrendered by Lin Shen at this moment.

Lin Shen had a sense of pleasure that did not vomit or be unhappy.

"Disillusionment!"

Lin Shen let out a long roar.

One turned into four, although there is a relatively weak, but real breakthrough.

After banning the Nine Successes, Lin Shen always thought that the limit of disillusionment was the three phantoms.

Unexpectedly, under the pressure of life and death, he actually conjured up one more.

Each phantom met an attack.

Then, they all died out.

Old Qiao was dumbfounded, and shouted involuntarily: "Damn, haunted!" ”

Da Tian didn't know why, he felt as if he had hit something, and as if he hadn't hit anything, he was in a circle.

Suddenly, Da Tian glared at him and shouted hoarsely at Lao Qiao: "Back, back!" ”

"Back?"

Although Lao Qiao didn't understand, he was used to cooperating with the two of Datian, and it could be said that he completely believed in each other, so he shrank his neck sharply and rolled forward with all his might.

The posture is ugly, you can call the donkey to roll, but it has to be said that this is the best way to cope with the attack behind you.

It's a pity that as soon as Lao Qiao's body leaned forward, he felt a big tong grabbing the collar and was suddenly lifted.

The gun was still in hand, and Old Qiao turned his wrist, intending to shoot in the back.

As soon as he made a movement, two fingers like red-hot iron plates struck up.

"Ugh!"

Old Joe screamed, letting go of his hand in pain, and the Colt cobra fell to the ground.

The two fingers retracted, and Old Qiao looked at it without tears, and the back of his hand bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was red and swollen, and it hurt like a knife cut when I blew it.

Lin Shen casually sealed Lao Qiao's vest hole, and then threw it to the ground. Among these two enemies, although Datian has the kung fu of the Seven Realms, Lao Qiao is just an ordinary person with a stronger body, but as long as Lao Qiao has a gun, the threat to Lin Shen is no less than that of a master of the same level.

Moreover, Lin Shen has a feeling that although Lao Qiao speaks more funny, he is actually the person who gave orders on the walkie-talkie before.

When he gave the order, he ordered the prohibition and murderous intent, and his current appearance may be just a disguise, and he shot just now, without mercy at all, all of them are killers.

But Datian is different, he seems to be silent, and he tried his best just now, but intentionally or unintentionally used his body to block most of Lin Shen's vital points, otherwise, if the other two bullets hit his chest and abdomen, it would not be so easy to dodge.

Also, Da Tian's reminder to Lao Qiao just now was also a step slower intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Shen made up a finger in Lao Qiao's Fengchi acupoint and sent him to sleep, then he looked at the sky and said lightly: "You still want to resist?" ”

"Don't resist," Datian raised his hand with interest.

"Very well, if you have anything to say, I can let you say it first. Otherwise, I'll finish you all and go back to sleep. Lin Shen's eyes flashed with murderous aura.

Da Tian raised his hand cautiously, lest Lin Shen misunderstand.

"Sanchuan River, North Yan and South Return, Qingfeng Sunset, Moon Around Yingquan. Brother Lin, be merciful, your own people, your own people! ”

Da Tian laughed wryly, full of flattery.

"What?" Lin Shen was stunned for a moment and frowned.

The sixteen words that Da Tian said were indeed the words written by a character of a senior uncle on the mountain who was drunk and drunk, and after waking up, he felt good, and framed it and put it at home to read every day.

Irrelevant people, it is impossible to know.

"What is your relationship with Uncle Yanbeigui?"

Lin Shen did not relax his vigilance because of this, holding a dark green in his hand, ready to shoot out at any time.

"The wild goose returns to the north?" Da Tianleng for a moment, and then suddenly said: "It turns out that the person my uncle said is called Yan Beigui." ”

"What the hell is going on, tell me quickly! I don't have time to spend with you, if you're delaying the war, huh! Lin Shen suddenly realized something, snorted murderously, and then raised his wrist.

Datian shuddered with fright, slowly leaned down and picked up the walkie-talkie.