Chapter 158: Don't Hide, You Can't Fall!
Gan Lei Society, Burning Heaven Sect, if it was placed in the past, it is true that it can make people feel domineering.
But nowadays, especially after the word "secondary two" comes out, it has become childish.
Being able to take such a name is enough to prove that the level of education is not high.
And with a deep fantasy.
Jun Chen looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Senior sister, what about his." ”
Lou Zilan said: "He's more normal, Zhanghe will be - Zhanglong." ”
Zhanglong clasped his hands to his chest, with evil in his eyes, and looked at Lou Zilan with a burning look, "You are the owner of Manhualou?" It's really beautiful. ”
Lou Zilan frowned slightly, hated that evil look, and said in disgust: "Something? ”
"Yes, of course." Zhanglong said his purpose and hooked his fingers, "When I am my dog, I can spare your life." ”
Before Lou Zilan had a seizure, the old man preemptively said: "Hey, boy, that's the dish I fancy first!" ”
"I only need the landlord, and you can take all the others back and enjoy different services every day." Zhang Long smiled evilly: "Although there is a gap with the landlord, but how to say, it is also the best goods, even if you don't use it, you can sell it at a good price, this exchange, you don't lose." ”
"Then I'll change it with you, I want the landlord, other beauties to you, I'm a lot old, I don't have that blessing."
The two talked as if no one was around, and agreed on the spoils of war afterwards.
As if the battle had already been won.
"You're looking for death!" Lou Zilan's face was full of anger, trading herself as a commodity transaction, and in front of herself, this was the first time.
Blood must be used to appease the wrath!
Shout!
Five silver needles connected to silk threads pierced the dragon.
The silver needle contained monstrous anger and killing intent, and the air that crossed it was slightly distorted.
It's cold.
Zhang Long's expression became solemn, and he immediately pulled out his saber from the fingers of the disciples beside him, and slashed at the silver needles that flew over.
Bang Bang Bang!
Sparks burst.
Zhanglong knocked off the silver needle that flew over, and under the sunlight, he also found the silk thread connected to the end of the silver needle, and he didn't think too much, and reached out to pull the silk thread over.
When the hand touches the silk thread, the pain of the cut instantly swells in the brain, and the hand is quickly retracted like an electric shock.
On the transparent silk thread, a touch of blood was stained, but it quickly coagulated into blood droplets, dripping to the ground.
Blood does not stain silk.
Lou Zilan didn't want to let go of Zhanglong, and threw her left hand outward, and five silver needles swept by.
Zhang Long invisibly suffered a loss, of course he would not eat again, he did not dare to pick it up with his hands, so he could only choose to take two steps back and knock off the silver needle that flew over.
"Shhh Suddenly gasped, and there was a burst of pain from the wound cut by the silk thread, and there was also a feeling of numbness.
"President, your hand ......" Elder Zhanghe noticed that Zhanglong's injured hand was abnormal, and immediately reminded him.
Hearing this, Zhang Long raised his palm and glanced at it, his brows furrowed.
I saw that the wound turned black and spread to the entire palm.
Poisonous!
"Humph!" Lou Zilan snorted coldly, waved her hands, and instantly swept the ten silver needles on the ground.
Swish!
The ten silver needles are like flexible arms, and they are like swimming dragons and biting the dragon.
"Be careful!" Elder Zhanghe immediately came to his aid, pulled out the blade of his sword, and swung it towards the transparent and sharp silk threads.
Collapse!
Elder Zhanghe's eyes immediately widened, staring at the broken sword thrown into the air.
The sword, broken!
"What is this, so hard?!" Elder Zhanghe exclaimed.
Cha!
Lou Zilan danced her hands, and ten silver needles attacked in different directions.
Zhanglong pressed his waist and sank, narrowly avoiding the danger of being bruised.
The silk threads are all poisonous, not to mention the silver needles themselves.
"Don't hide, you can't hide."
The abrupt sound sounded in Zhanglong's ears, he was startled, his back was cold, and he was about to retreat, when his body suddenly sank, his legs were not affected by his force, he stepped on the cement ground under his feet, and one leg half-knelt down, and his bones were broken and cold sweat broke out.
Jun Chen didn't know when, he appeared beside him, with a hand on his shoulder.
Hu Zhi and the others were shocked, and they didn't seem to know when Junchen appeared.
"You ......" Zhang Long was just about to speak, but another force threw himself out, and his head was dizzy.
Bang!
The body smashed to the ground, falling in pieces, and the bones of the whole body seemed to fall apart.
Zhang Long endured the discomfort of his body, raised his head, and met the murderous eyes of Zilan upstairs.
How could it be......
Zhang Long was shocked, and turned back sharply, realizing that he was indeed not in his camp.
Not an illusion!
"Look at how you hide this time!" Lou Zilan threw out ten silver needles, and under Zhanglong's unwilling eyes, they all pierced into the back.
Sting!
Pulling out the silver needle, he brought out a trace of red blood.
"Let the president go!"
"Woman! You're looking for death! ”
"Quick! Save the President! ”
The people of the Zhanghe Society rushed over to the rescue, ignoring Jun Chen, who had already come to the front.
Jun Chen's eyes narrowed, and he raised his left leg and swept it over.
When the power of the optimus pillar smashed into its body, it immediately smashed all its internal organs, including bones and flesh.
Call!
The exhaled wind ruffled the hair of the people.
"Oops!"
"Ahh
Screaming one after another.
There will be three elders in Zhanghe who want to support, and then all three elders will be killed with one blow, and the power that bursts out of the stamina will kill many disciples who are following behind and have low strength.
"Don't think I don't exist." Jun Chen said lightly.
Lou Zilan didn't look up at the front from beginning to end, she believed that her junior brother would help her clear all obstacles.
This is trust, and it comes from trust between siblings and brothers.
"Jun Chen." Hu Zhi opened his mouth to speak, not reproducing his previous contemptuous demeanor.
Even if the strength of the three elders of the Zhanghe Society is in the fifth rank of the Xuan Rank, and their strength is low, it is difficult to kill them in one blow if they are themselves, let alone kill the three of them at the same time.
"Something." Jun Chen looked over.
The three brothers of the Hu family, who followed Hu Zhi, immediately fought a cold war, and retreated in their hearts.
I knew that the opponent was so strong, so I didn't come!
"Submit to me, and I will let you go." Hu Zhi changed his mind, from the beginning of the kill, to the current subjugation.
The fourth prince is indeed dead, and people can't be resurrected after death, so let his death shine again.
Even if this battle can be won, the damage will be at least more than fifty percent.
Instead of fighting hard for no reason, it is better to bring Junchen under his command and add a general.
Let the death of the fourth prince be deserved.
"I'll talk about winning the battle." After Jun Chen finished speaking, he immediately swung his fist.
The fist wind slammed into everyone's faces, blew into their eyes, closed their eyes tightly, and tears slowly flowed from their eyes.
Even the fist style is so evil!