Chapter 17 Under Benjue's gun, there are many souls
The others were all stunned, and slipped in under their noses, the strength of this blonde young man was at least one rank higher than them.
It is also true that Marco Polo was only promoted to the gold level not long ago, and the sea catastrophe during the catastrophe almost drowned him.
"Come out." Lin Yun roared sharply, seeing that Marco Polo was indifferent, the whole army attacked, stepped on Tiangang, and with a bang, turned into a green mang, and rushed over.
The seven of them didn't have time to think about it, how could Lin Yun care so much about this star ship, and he didn't care about his own life or death, he used his standing method one by one, and all kinds of lights floated under his feet, and swept towards the waiting hatch.
In just a few seconds, Lin Yun flashed into the boarding hatch.
Ahead, Marco Polo was standing in front of the pure white metal door, the butt of his gun slamming the deadbolt hard.
"Loaded!" Seeing Lin Yun rushing over, Marco Polo's waist twisted, no more, no less, and the sixteen bullets on the bullet bag were hit into the air by a dark force.
With two "clicks", the two glittering revolvers opened and closed in an instant, and each bullet fell into the magazine impartially!
At the same time, Marco Polo's hands and arms swelled up in a small circle, and two whitish pale golden air currents, along the ten fingers, rushed towards the revolver!
"Gorgeous revolver!"
The two revolvers flashed with purple light, the light was blazing, and two terrifying energies followed the silver bullets, shooting out at supersonic speeds, leaving only gorgeous phantoms.
Lin Yun didn't slow down at all, and jumped towards Marco Polo with an arrow step.
Of course, because it wasn't him who shot it, but the pure white metal door.
"Boom!" Bullets passed through the door, leaving only a few bullet holes in the door.
Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and his brows furrowed, you must know that this alloy door is half a meter thick, and it is made according to the standards of tanks!
"Boom!" With a bang, Marco Polo slammed into the door, and Lin Yun slammed into Marco Polo.
Lin Yun was fine, but Marco Polo's head was bruised and swollen.
"Well done, catch him for me!" The fat man behind Lin Yun laughed.
Although the fat man looks like a big tonnage, his speed is also the fastest among the crowd, if it weren't for the high-speed movement, the Qinglan axe in his hand bumped into the slightly narrow entrance hatch, delaying the speed, he would be in front of Lin Yun now!
"Can you stop him, I have a way to get in." Lin Yun looked at Marco Polo, his eyes full of solemnity.
Marco Polo glanced at him
A 15.6-year-old boy with a broken bronze equipment and a clear face and eyebrows.
If it were my father, I wouldn't have agreed, and according to the difference in strength and intimacy, there was no cooperation at all, but I would have to gamble. '
Marco Polo, who was born into a merchant family, was adventurous from an early age and did not like to be bound by convention.
But it's not that he doesn't have a long brain, he just believes in other people's words, and the reason why he chose to hand over his back to Lin Yun is because in addition to seeing sincerity in Lin Yun's eyes, he also saw a trace of strange things.
It's as if this teenager has known himself for a long time and is still very familiar with himself, this feeling can't be disguised, at least in front of Marco Polo, who has insight into human nature, ordinary people can't disguise it.
“No…… problem, a trifle! “
"Qing Lan Po!" The fat man didn't know what the two of them said, and the Qinglan axe in his hand drew a cyan half-moon in the air, which was not fancy, and slashed towards Marco Polo, who rushed forward.
"Good, look at me, Roaming Gun!"
Marco Polo leaned over, his steps swaying, like a drunken man falling to the ground, and at the moment he fell to the ground, a flash of silver light, his figure was already a foot away.
It's more weird than funny.
Easily avoided the moment when Qing Lan Po, the revolver in his hand was not idle, and the muzzle of the "Tata Ta ......" was tilted into flames, shooting a series of tongues of fire.
“game over!“
A hint of pride flashed in Marco Polo's heart, my 14 Mithril bullets, you haven't gone to God properly, whether you are at the peak of silver or not, under Benjue's gun, there are many golden souls.
"Snake drink!"
"Thunder Swallow!"
"Rain hits the bridge!"
Cyan, blue, and transparent magic surged together, stopping all 14 bullets!
The three silver warriors haven't arrived yet, but their skills have already arrived first!
Although these skills are all beginners, they have all been cultivated to an advanced level, and they are extremely fast to use!
"Oh, fuck, you guys, force me, then, fanatical barrage!" , the waist trembled like a branch, and hundreds of bullets in the bullet bag were thrown into the air together.
Marco Polo's hands were so fast that he didn't even have a phantom left in the air, and the revolver opened and closed several times in a second! The bullets were like a slanting rainstorm, smashing towards the oncoming seven people!
"Whew!" After two sounds, Marco Polo directly lost his gun!
After firing at high speed, even the temperature of the wooden butt held in his hand reached hundreds of degrees.
The hands are hot and red, if you put it on it again, even if you can take it down, you have to take off a layer of skin!
"Electro Darts!" Twelve darts with dark blue arcs in the hands of the skinny monkey old four shot over,
The darts coalesced in the air, and the releaser's electromagnetic induction interfered with the direction of some of the bullets.
"Ice Shield!"
There was a click, and the ice shattered
"Fire Shield"
Fire out!
"Wind Shield!"
The white gas dissipates!
"Turtle Condensation!"
Glaucous!
"Retardation!"
The purple light shattered and spread
"Qinglan Talisman!"
Facing the enemy on the side, the fat man is holding his belly, the best of the silver vessels, the Qinglan giant axe is in front of him!
Hundreds of bullets flickered, and the bullets fell, making a crisp and pleasant ding-dong sound on the axe.
"Haha, you're very strong, but you can't hurt me, just tie your hands and catch it! We can be merciful and merciful to leave you a whole corpse!" The fat man laughed.
Marco Polo's face turned pale, and sweat ran down his cheeks and dripped heavily on the ground.
At this moment, he couldn't straighten his waist.
Although the dense barrage consumed the aura in his body, it had never been consumed so ruthlessly!
Because just now he not only released an ultimate skill, but also fished in troubled waters and released - a gorgeous revolver!
Two de-orbited bullets slowly shot into the bulkhead, sputtering sparks on the bulkhead.
In the next moment, the bullet was fired in another direction according to the set route!
"Be careful!" The skinny monkey Lao Si let out a strange scream, and the electric light dart in his hand came out of his hand and shot at the bullet.
"Wow!" Darts hit each other and stopped!
Everyone was relieved and sneered.
Marco Polo also had a handsome smile on his face.
Jeer!