What is Thirteen Lang doing? Of course he is fighting!

Unlike the battlefields of the Mir, he fights primarily for advances, not to defend or kill.

The wind is blowing, and a figure in the air turns into a meteor, which is blocked from time to time by giant lice that shoot into the sky, and needs to turn around or even stop. Later, due to inner anxiety, Shisanlang simply did not avoid it, and went straight forward in the direction of induction, shaking one giant lice after another.

No one believed that the flightless lice could intercept the monks, but this was the case, and one after another the giant lice rose into the air, and the bodies of their own kind were swayed again, jumping to a height of four or five hundred meters.

The half-waisted giant lice are not useless, and they can still attack Thirteen Lang from a distance of two or three hundred meters, using their sting. Speaking of which, the monster beast of the giant lice is really useless, and it has not awakened any powerful powers when it has advanced to the sixth level, and the only way to attack from a distance is to use the mouthpiece as a bow and arrow, and the range is still very average.

The problem is that its mouthparts are not as sharp as the magic mosquito, but as thick as the thumb, and the mouthparts of the sixth-level monitor lice are thicker and heavier. The javelin-like mouthparts are sprayed upwards, and in the end they cannot but be affected by the earth, and the speed decays extremely quickly. Even so, Thirteen Lang was glad but did not dare to take it lightly, because he knew that once the speed was stagnant because of the giant lice, what awaited him was endless ferocious attacks, and the heavens would probably become extravagant hopes.

To sense the direction of the Spear King, the Blood Ding Breath cannot be completely sealed no matter what, which means that the nearby giant lice will all target Thirteen Lang, and there will be a piece of it wherever it goes. There's always a group of people flying anywhere until they are thrown out of that range. If it weren't for the fact that Jusan Lang realized this. If you try your best to cover up the breath of the blood ding, you won't be able to move an inch.

So he rushed wildly. Rampage all the way, gathering all the mana and spirit to increase speed, all by relying on the body to break through.

Looking down, swarms of giant lice erupted everywhere on the surface of the water, and the number was endless. Fortunately, not all of these giant lice are coming for the Thirteen Lang, and not all of them are heading for the Mir, and of course they can't all be for the Gun King in front. As if driven by some kind of liliang, they scatter and swim into farther and larger waters, chasing and devouring prey along the way. but

Thirteen Lang always felt that the hunting of giant lice was only incidental, and that it was done because of the greed inherent in the bloodline, and as for their true purpose, origin, and what the future would be, no one knew.

I don't know, I don't need to know, at such a distance, Thirteen Lang's sense of the gun king is extremely clear, and he perceives how weak he is at this time. In terms of time, the battle of the Gun King should begin on the day when the direction of travel changes. It's been more than a month!

After more than a month of sleepless fighting, the ability of the Gun King to survive is enough to prove his strength. The result is also obvious, at the end of the strong crossbow, he can no longer hold on, and he has reached the end of his rope.

"Hold on!"

Swing a knife and cut a monitor louse in two. Thirteen Lang tried to send out a divine thought towards the breath in the sense, but he didn't know if the Gun King could hear it. Now he has done his best, and even the prevention has been completely abandoned. Only this knife in his hand.

If you can, you can chop, and if you don't have time, you will collide. Just smash it, or simply carry it with your body. The thirteen Langs of the double cultivation of the Dharma Body are like a steel pellet advancing at high speed. Sometimes even people with knives rushed through the body of the monitor lice, leaving behind a pile of rotten flesh and two dull and unwilling eyes.

"Phew!"

No giant louse can withstand the blow of the demon slashing knife, Hugh said liliang, just the weight is too far apart. The huge knife surface hits the body of the monitor lice, like a leather ball under a mace, which is either broken in two or directly flattened.

The body of the monitor lice exploded with a mist of blood, and Thirteen Lang had already shuttled away, and there was not even much red on his body, and he was so fast that he couldn't even smear the blood. The black silk on his chest, the red light flashing behind him, and the pull and push back coupled with his hurricane technique, is really as fast as lightning. That is, the creature of the giant lice, if it is replaced by other monsters, I am afraid that even the figure of Thirteen Lang will not be captured, let alone attacked.

The enemy is hard to find, the opponent is fierce, and no giant lice can pose a threat to the figure in the air, and it is difficult to even lag. The lice swarm did not give up because of this, perhaps they did not understand what it meant to give up, and their low IQ became an advantage at the moment, because they would be more persistent.

A rain of arrows rises from the surface of the sea and shoots out from mid-air, forming a dense black glow, and at a glance, it is clearly a land of uneven steel needles, and it will be xiangshang. At this time, Shisanlang noticed that an exceptionally large giant lice appeared in front of him, and his aura was so strong that it was approaching the seventh-order pass!

The lice king? Not yet. According to the experience of Thirteen Lang, no matter whether it is a demon beast or a demon insect or something else, there is at least a difference of more than two ranks between the kings, otherwise it cannot deter the people. The giant lice in front of him was about a small leader, and his wisdom was enough to order the nearby giant lice to launch a salvo attack, instead of being as chaotic as before.

Stepping on the body of its kind, the leader of the giant lice roared in the sky, and his cold gaze was fixed on the eyes of this hateful, strange, powerful, but mad opponent for a moment!

"Fluttering!"

Thirteen Lang was in the mood to rub against it, his body didn't mean to stop at all, one foot tapped on the mouthpiece arrow, and a pair of white wings appeared out of thin air behind his back, and his body suddenly disappeared.

The giant lice was stunned, looking at the place where the figure had disappeared in confusion, and could not return to its senses for a while. It's smarter, but it's not smart enough, and it's too little to see, so where do you know and see how amazing the human Dao Fa is. Suddenly, the breath that made it crazy appeared behind it, and the monitor lice quickly turned its head to check, and suddenly there was a sharp pain above its head.

Back a knife!

Jusan Lang couldn't let the giant lice have the ability to command, and although he didn't have time to fight it, he could find time to destroy it.

With a crisp click, the demon slashing knife dragged a long line of blood in the air, starting from the body of the giant lice and extending to dozens of meters away. In just the time when the knife fell, Shisanlang entered more than 100 meters.

The wings were retracted, the red light under his feet flashed again, and the teleportation could not be used all the time, but the speed of Shisanlang increased again, and the whistling sound shook the eardrums, and the lice group below could not help but lose their color and be shocked.

One step at a time!

Before he saw anyone, Thirteen Lang had used all his means to get there, because he received a response from the King of Guns, which might be said to be a farewell.

"Get out of here, take care!"

One hundred miles, two hundred miles, four hundred miles

Thirteen Lang at full speed galloped forward, he didn't send any more information to the Gun King, because he didn't have time or energy, he knew that the Gun King could sense what he was doing, and he would do something because of it, so he didn't need to.

"I'm here, take care. ”

Fighting all the way and blood, Thirteen Lang's eyes were indifferent, and his expression was still quiet. He knew that the Gun King would be able to hold out until the moment he arrived, but he didn't know what he had encountered, and he thought that the two of them couldn't escape.

That's the key!

Strictly speaking, Thirteen Lang and the Gun King don't have a deep friendship, and they can't really take such risks. But if you look at it from another angle, Shisanlang feels more or less guilty in his heart, and this trip is more to calm his heart, rather than righteousness.

When he was in Randance City, that gamble pressed a mountain on top of Thirteen Lang's head, and it also brought him unparalleled motivation, and after that, the old ancestor appeared, and after sorting out the cause and effect, he couldn't help but sigh about it. After entering the blood domain, it stands to reason that Thirteen Lang should first join the Spear King, but because of such and such considerations, it was finally delayed until now.

The gun king's reaction was very calm, he should have sensed the danger in the sky, he didn't fly indiscriminately, and always kept moving towards this direction at an unhurried speed. For others, most people will understand this as helplessness, or even be proud of it, but Jusan Lang doesn't see it that way, he thinks it's trust, a trust that is not in harmony with each other, but only because of understanding.

From this point of view, the Gun King is much more reliable than Blood Dance, at least he won't think that Thirteen Lang deliberately delays or even plays any conspiracy. Of course, maybe this is where the gun king is stupid, which is the shortcoming that the ancestor said: foolishness.

The word loyalty is not necessarily only to the top, to the same level of people, to partners, and even to people who are far less than themselves, it is a kind of morality, a belief, and has nothing to do with status.

I don't know if this is the case, but Shisanro thinks so, so he has to do it, and he must do it.

Five hundred miles, six hundred miles, eight hundred miles, less than a hundred miles away from the Spear King, the giant lice on the sea below were already dense, and a new type of demon beast that could coexist with it was added.

It was a conch, a conch that floated like a hill or an island.

"I see. ”

Thirteen Lang, who had killed countless giant lice along the way and had not stopped, paused for the first time, raised his foot and kicked the giant lice that pounced on him into a pulp, and exhaled vigorously.

At such a distance, he could already see the figure of the gun king, see what was going on around him, and see who he was facing. Of course, he also saw the situation clearly, and saw through why the proud man in red was desperate, so he decided to give up.

"It's just a small scene, and you can do it. ”

With a chuckle, Thirteen Lang didn't know who to talk to. He did not rush to join the battlefield, but calmed his breath and stabilized his body, calming the impetuous mana as soon as possible, while not delaying punches and kicks, and dealing with a few giant lice that flew up in the air. Agile giant lice are more agile than Big Ash, but how can they be qualified to show hand-to-hand combat skills in front of Thirteen Lang, who can even use their noses as weapons.

After everything was settled, Thirteen Lang's expression became calmer and calmer. Below, the giant lice gathered into a group, and several conch conchs roamed over, and under the command of a quasi-lice king, they began to build a wall to the sky.

Thirteen Lang ignored this, didn't even look down, his gaze looked straight ahead, and did three things in a row.

Putting away the knife and releasing the ants, Zuihou took out a crystal clear bow.

Palm the sky!

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(To be continued......)