"I can't imagine that a city is crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and the sun is immortal."

"Retreat."

Zhang Ling and Wang Baichuan shouted at the same time, and Ye Baiyu flashed back at the moment.

But I saw that the body of the Burning Sun Clan warrior was getting hotter and hotter, gradually glowing, and the surrounding air was burned hot. In the next moment, an unusually violent and powerful blast wave swept across a radius of thirty meters.

"Your uncle, it's good that Lao Tzu ran fast, this is the scorching sun self-detonation?" Gray-faced and tattered-clothed, Ye Baiyu got up from a pile of tree slag and cursed.

"Who is this?" Ye Baiyu took out a cigar from his pocket again, tilted his head and looked at Wang Baichuan blankly.

"My comrade-in-arms, now serving on the adjudication committee." Zhang Ling briefly introduced.

"Zhang Ling, you got the fruit, what does it look like?" Gu Changfeng stepped forward and asked.

"You knew there would be fruit?"

Gu Changfeng grinned and said, "Before the battle of Nanmen Lane, there was the same clear sky and dull thunder in the sky over the Western Capital, I don't believe this is a coincidence. Besides, if not, how could these blue-bloods take such a big risk to escape? ”

Zhang Ling shrugged his shoulders and took out the strawberry-sized fruit.

"It's that big?" Several people were surprised.

Zhang Ling nodded and said, "That's all I found." ”

"It looks ordinary! Just for the sake of this blue-blooded clan and the scorching sun clan, they will not hesitate to rob it? Ye Baiyu pouted.

"This is a mistake, although this thing is small, but it is of immeasurable value, otherwise why would the enemy do anything?" Dugu Xiaobai hugged the guqin and said lightly on the side.

At this time, Wang Baichuan's subordinates dragged a few people to the front of everyone and said, "Sir, three snipers and a half-mechanical powerful soldier." ”

"Wow, Zhang Ling, you're not light!" Gu Changfeng approached and touched a few people.

"Humans and aliens are in an alliance, this matter needs to be investigated, and it needs to be done quickly." Zhang Ling said to Wang Baichuan.

Wang Baichuan nodded solemnly, pointed to the subordinates and said, "You guys bring people back, no matter what method you use, even if you use hallucinogens, it doesn't matter." ”

Hallucinogens are drugs that completely paralyze the nerves and cause brain damage directly and are permanently irreversible. The brain will be out of control after taking the illusion potion, and of course some people can resist this potion, but it is likely to directly cause brain death.

"Hallucinogens." Ye Baiyu and Gu Changfeng glanced at each other.

Zhang Ling didn't care and said: "Betrayer, it's not a pity to die, as long as you can get information, you will die if you die." ”

"Ahem—"

The cyborg mighty warrior smiled, even if he coughed up blood while laughing, his eyes were bleak, and he seemed to have some unknown emotions.

“...... You're getting complacent too soon...... Do you know why there are only so many people here? You're going to regret it......"

"Ding-ding-"

"Ding-ding-"

"Ding-ding-"

At this moment, news came from several people's nanodimensional identity cards.

"The Blue Blood Clan is attacking Vermilion Bird Street, target the Flower God Shop, and return quickly."

"Boom ......"

Zhang Ling's mind roared, Xiao Ai was in danger, and Xiao Ai was still meditating.

"Boom ......"

Zhang Ling's body was like a sharp arrow, and the whole person disappeared from everyone's field of vision in an instant, and the speed was only fast, like a lightning attack.

"Xiao Ai, wait for me. Miscellaneous Bluebloods...... If Xiao Ai hurts a hair, I will slaughter you. Zhang Ling's eyes were bloodshot, and he ran wildly, faster than when he came.

"Back."

Ye Baiyu's face changed abruptly, and the second one rushed out, because Xie Shiyu was still on Vermilion Bird Street.

Wang Baichuan was slaughtered at this moment, and drank: "Gather all the combat forces, target Suzaku Street, quickly." The last word was almost shouted, and then he jumped on the hovercar alone and drove directly to Suzaku Street.

When Zhang Ling arrived, Suzaku Street had already been shattered, with houses crumbling and corpses all over the street. The blue blood mixed with the red blood was long indistinguishable.

Zhang Ling targeted his own flower god shop, and the wind roared around him while running. There were still blue-blooded clans who wanted to stop it, and in the next moment, in addition to the blood mist that disappeared in an instant, all that remained in the air was a dried corpse that was shattered into slag.

Tang Qianqian felt that she had never been so close to death, and a hand as sharp as a knife was now only 0.01 mm away from her, as if she were dreaming.

The scuffle on Suzaku Street was so sudden that she was caught off guard, and ten minutes ago, she was about to go home to rest. But the moment one foot stepped into the house, all the shopkeepers on Suzaku Street went out, and then all kinds of strange roars resounded through Suzaku Street. Then, countless blue-blooded people in the form of humans poured into Suzaku Street.

Yes, at that moment, Tang Qianqian recognized this kind of person, and the blue blood clan in a combat state would exude a disgusting smell, it was obvious.

When she saw the Blue Blood Clan rushing towards the Flower God Shop, and saw the shopkeepers of Suzaku Street suddenly burst out with all kinds of mysterious combat methods, in an instant, blue blood-red blood sprinkled all over the long streets of Suzaku Street. It was at this moment that she knew what the real Suzaku Street was, and these shopkeepers were all like gods.

When Tang Qianqian rushed to the Huashen shop, there were more people fighting, but Zhang Ling was not there. She saw people flying in the sky, like the god of war; saw Mr. Mo at the silent snack bar, a kitchen knife like a divine weapon, cutting the flesh of the blue-blooded clan; saw Wang Sandao carrying three knives and killing all directions; I saw Xie Shiyu surrounded by tens of thousands of cold silver needles......

Tang Qianqian felt very weak at this moment, as if a little girl suddenly appeared on the battlefield of thousands of troops, at a loss. She wanted to protect Xiao Ai, but when the first blue-bloods rushed towards her, she realized that the blue-bloods, who were weak in the hands of those shopkeepers, were actually very strong. She fought desperately, but she was powerless at all, at this moment, a hand was about to break open her head, and at this moment she actually remembered Zhang Ling.

"Bang-"

Like the explosion of a watermelon bursting in her ears, a majestic man stood in front of her, she had never missed someone as much as she did today, just like now, she was a little intoxicated.

"Where's Xiao Ai?" Zhang Ling's cold drink woke him up.

"I just saw someone break into the room, and I want to save ......"

Without waiting for Tang Qianqian to finish speaking, the furious Zhang Ling had already burst the head of a blue-blooded clan and broke into the door of Xiao Ai's room.

"No one."

Zhang Ling's heart suddenly turned cold in half.

"Damn, you all deserve to die." Zhang Ling was furious, his eyes bloodshot.

The Eight Extremes True Qi was running wildly, and Zhang Ling's body seemed to be covered with a faint layer of white light mist.

"Damn, these flowers and plants only have a tiny fraction of their attributes, not really regular fruits. Where the hell is the fruit of the rules, where is the man, find out for me. "There's a roar of bluebloods.

Zhang Ling walked towards the courtyard of the big willow tree next to him with a cold face, and a blue-blooded clan stepped forward, and then his body was punched through and turned into a dry corpse.

Tang Qianqian was already stunned, he knew that Zhang Ling was powerful, but those blue-blooded clans who were extremely strong in her eyes were not enemies at all. Every time he punches, someone will die, this is Zhang Ling's real strength.

"Zhang Ling, you kid is crazy, the big willow tree is full of blue-blooded clans, and I also feel the manic power of the Burning Sun Clan surging." Wang Sandao carried three knives, attacked eight ways with his hands, and the knives were like phantoms, shouting outside the fallen wall at this moment.

Zhang Ling smiled coldly, raised the strawberry-sized fruit in his hand and shouted: "The fruit you want is here, put Xiao Ai for me, otherwise, I will eat it on the spot." ”

"Rule fruit?"

"Humans, hand over the fruits of the rules, we retreat. Otherwise, the three thousand blue-blooded clans will set foot on your Suzaku Street today. "The head of the blue-blooded clan no longer turned into a human form, but directly turned into that blue bald man.

At this moment, outside the middle courtyard of this huge compound, thousands of blue bald people looked at Zhang Ling with fierce eyes.

Zhang Ling said coldly: "I'll say it again, let Xiao Ai go to me, and give you the fruit." Otherwise, not only will you not get the fruit, but you will take your life. ”

"What Xiao Ai, I don't know, maybe he has died in the war, but it's just a person." The blue-blooded man said it very simply, because he didn't know that there was such a person as Xiao Ai.

"You're looking for death."

Zhang Linghong stared at each word and said coldly.

"Uncle, knife."

Wang Sandao subconsciously threw a big knife over, but the next moment he regretted it, this little bastard was going to cause a more violent battle! Although it is said that it will not die, but in fact, the people of Suzaku Street are dragging their time, after all, this is Gangnam City, and support will arrive soon.

"Kill—"

Zhang Ling coldly roared out a word, the whole person killed the past, one person single-handedly fought thousands of enemies, brave and fearless, what kind of courage and what kind of fighting spirit can prompt him to do it?

"Crazy, you little bastard, are you really invincible?" Wang Sandao scolded.

A knife in hand, as if the general trend is in hand. Zhang Ling's body was covered with white light, and the long knife swept across the land, setting off a silver light, and a blue-blooded clan was split in half.

"Kill him and take the fruit of the rules." The leader of the Blueblood Clan roared at this.

"Boom—"

Outside the courtyard, at the other end of the Vermilion Bird Bridge, eighteen people from the Lieyang Clan appeared at some point, each of them nearly two meters and a half tall, with hideous muscles.

"Xiao Xie, you strangers help Zhang Ling's side, and the Lieyang Clan's side will hand it over to me and Lao Mo."

"Okay." Xie Shiyu controlled thousands of silver needles and said.

"Damn, it's late, why did Zhang Ling, a madman, do it." Gu Changfeng appeared, he was famous for his speed, but he didn't know that he had slightly lost to Zhang Ling just now compared to speed, how strong is this guy?

It is said that Zhang Ling has already killed his red eyes, he didn't pay attention to how much he has recovered, but he can already feel that it is not difficult to return to the state where he was injected with superhuman genes. And at this time, he has been fighting to the point of madness, where does he care if he is still as strong as before, he just wants to kill, that's all.

Ye Baiyu, Dugu Xiaobai, Wang Baichuan and several others arrived one after another. Wang Baichuan saw that Zhang Ling was under siege, grabbed an axe and rushed into the battlefield, a hundred catties of giant axes seemed to be nothing in his hands, the giant axe swept, even a thousand catties of boulders had to be shattered, not to mention the flesh and blood of the blue blood clan?

"Brother Ye, you have strong frontal combat power, let's go to the Lieyang Clan!" Dugu Xiaobai stroked the piano with one hand, and the sound knife flew.

"Okay, take care of the light rain." Ye Baiyu was not hypocritical, and immediately went to help Wang Sandao and Lao Mo.

Tang Qianqian looked at Zhang Ling, who was about to fall into a frantic battle, and then suddenly remembered Su Xiaoai, and immediately nervously investigated all the monitoring of the entire Vermilion Bird Street just now. Countless large and small images passed before her eyes. In such a battlefield, her role is dispensable, it is better to do something useful.

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

Zhang Ling, who was holding a knife in one hand, had already killed many blue-blooded clans in a short time, but he was already scarred. He swallowed the blood tonic grass desperately, and his whole body was shocked, and he rushed to kill again.