Chapter 779: Fierce Male Might (1)

Chapter 779: The fierce prince is fierce

Boom!

A deafening loud noise came out, and the stone lion smashed horizontally into the crack between the two gates, Yang Ligong did not stop at this time, and the huge impact directly blasted the gate open, and the stone lion was inexhaustible into the courtyard, and Huang Pulan was standing opposite, and the stone lion smashed down according to her head and face.

"Drink!" A thunderous shout came out, and Endeli rushed forward with an arrow step, and hugged the oncoming stone lion with both arms, and Lao En was rushed back three steps by the force of the stone lion, and a fishy smell gushed from his chest to his throat, even if the strength above was already the end of the strong crossbow, it shook him into internal injuries. 、

Boom! Enderi's eyes widened, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat, like an angry-eyed King Kong standing upright.

Although Huang Pulan said that he could dodge this shot, but Endeli's bravery undoubtedly greatly boosted the morale of the Huaxia martial spirit, everyone reacted instantly, took out the guy he was carrying and aimed at the door, Tu Zhan took two steps forward, reached out and took the stone lion in Endeli's hand, glanced at the gods on the side, and said in a low voice: "Take Lao En to rest inside, and the idea is pricked." ”

Shen Xing understood, and quickly walked towards the main courtyard with Endeli in his arms. There are all kinds of guys in the hands of the Chinese martial spirits, most of them are martial artists with all kinds of cold weapons, and there are also various special guns, Huang Pulan is carrying a silver-white and shiny M500 large-caliber revolver in his hand, this gun is loaded with five bullets specially developed against ancient warriors, this is the XW martial arts bullet specially developed by Dr. He for X gene toxin.

The two letters XW have a bit of a spoof meaning, W stands for martial artist, X needless to say, an absolute big killer, as long as the ordinary Huang Xuanjing martial artist is hit, he will either be killed or injured, Huang Pulan raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at Yang Ligong, who was walking in the front, and it is not difficult to see from the momentum emanating from the old man's body that he is the protagonist of the singing.

Yang Ligong was not afraid of dozens of weapons aimed at him from different angles, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the nearest Huang Pulan, and said in a deep voice: "Diancang sent Yang Ligong to come today just to capture the murderer Xu Qing, let the surnamed Xu get out and arrest him, and let irrelevant people get out of the way!" ”

This old man is worthy of being a human spirit who has lived for a hundred years, and he put on the hat of a murderer to Xu Qing as soon as he opened his mouth, so that he could not only confuse the public but also take the opportunity to attack the martial spirits guarding the outer courtyard, and take the initiative in his own hands first.

Huang Pulan held a gun in one hand, took out his documents from his pocket with the other, and said coldly: "The matter of Huaxia Martial Soul is not your turn to be pointed at by a non-governmental illegal organization, and the money left by the acquaintance to repair the gate will get out immediately." ”

Yang Ligong smiled coldly and said, "What a sharp-toothed girl, I want to see if you have the ability to shield the murderer!" As soon as the words fell, his left palm stretched out and fluttered and patted Huang Pulan's shoulder, this old man also talked a little about civilization, and did not directly pat people's chests.

Huang Pulan's fingers retracted, and he pulled the trigger on Yang Ligong, and two points of fire burst out from the muzzle, and two high-speed rotating bullets shot out towards the slapping palm.

Yang Ligong's palm pressed down, as if a fan swept down two bullets, and his five fingers stretched out and poked at Huang Pulan's shoulder, and at this moment, a short knife stretched out horizontally, facing his wrist and slashing it, Tu Zhan's knife was worthy of a quick word.