"Look at it, I gave you so many opportunities, you don't want to, you have to follow the way, and now, let's kill another one."

Lin Yao in Lu Daoren's hand spoke coldly, and it was no longer her at all.

"The reason why you guessed my real name is because you are also a part of me, and this world is a part of me, don't you understand?"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Lu Ran began to rush in the direction where Li Xiaoyu fell.

Although on the way here, Lu Ran had a premonition, but it was still unacceptable that something really happened.

Although he knew that it was nothing more than a ruse of the shadows behind the lamp, he still fell into it.

It's not because Lu Ran feels indebted to him and their family, but when Lu Ran was crying in Li Xiaoyu's car, he found that Li Xiaoyu was simply another self in this world.

Therefore, Li Xiaoyu's death is like the monkey Taoist who killed part of himself.

It's like killing yourself.

Before the grief had yet to appear, the anger had already carried away the mind.

Lu Ran just wanted to fight back, unscrew off the monkey man's two black heads, and capture Mr. Li.

Give him back Li Xiaoyu's "microphone".

Although Lu Ran didn't know what a microphone was, why Mr. Li became Li Xiaoyu's microphone.

Lu Ran, like a general in a desperate situation, began to charge.

Long Thirty-Three was well-trained and immediately saw through it, so the defensive formation began.

In groups of five, with six shields, surrounded on three sides.

Not to mention that behind them, there are three great people, sheep, tiger, and monkey.

Lu Dao and Lin Yao were in the final formation.

Lu Ran tried to rush out, Miss Shu was in hand, because she couldn't change, she could only be picked out as a sword thorn.

A sword-wielding chicken-headed Taoist flapped his wings and met him.

Two long weapons, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed at Lu Ran's vital point when they found an opportunity.

But this is not a killer move, the real killer is the last two gunmen in this shield.

Two Taoists, two brown bear heads, each holding two miniature submachine guns.

The two shuttle bullets directly blocked the two routes of Lu Ran's turning.

He had to lean treacherously, stick himself to the corner, and then turn closer, and then put down a Taoist with a spear.

One blow, already hit by a shot in the calf.

Ignoring the pain, Lu Ran bypassed the sword circumference of the Chicken Head Daoist, fought for half his life, and kicked off the hand of a brown bear.

With a whoop, an Up-45 fell to the ground.

The sword-wielding man turned his head sharply and opened another hole in Lu Ran's back.

The remaining long weapon, a strange steel fork, also left three blood marks on Lu Ran's lower back.

Before he could catch his breath, Lu Ran wanted to kill the other gunman with one blow and completely solve the other gunman, and sent out a sword, but he stabbed it empty.

At the same time, several other groups of Daoists saw the flaw and immediately changed their formation and surrounded them.

The first charge failed, and the encirclement became smaller.

Lu Ran was besieged in the center, and suddenly remembered someone.

I have seen some similar scenes in the past, but they are generally crushed by the strength of the besieged man, and the minions only dare to bluff, and do not dare to really step forward.

But there are exceptions.

In the lion tower outside Shengdu City, the three Lu Ran brothers had all seen Shi Maru trapped with their own eyes.

So how did Ishimaru fight his way out?

The first is to be brave and dare to strike first, which Lu Ran did.

And then there is the fierce one.

Ishimaru made a move, there was still a living mouth left without existing, and the means were extremely cruel, but it was precisely this cruelty that greatly deterred the remaining strength of the other party.

Ishimaru was given a respite as a result.

Lu Ran wiped the blood on his face, and had some understanding in his heart.

The second charge begins.

Lu Ran jumped high.

Treating himself as an iron ball, he smashed it into the densest and strongest place of the encirclement—

That is, above the muzzle of the other side.

The other party had never seen this kind of play, and hesitated for a while.

A breath and a half, Lu Ran had already arrived.

A swift sword pierced the throat of a gunman.

A large amount of blood flowed out like a spring.

Lu Ran opened his mouth to take a mouthful, and immediately spit on the paper skin of another person who was close to the front of the Dao.

The Daoist's eyes were blood-red, and his throat was cut by Miss Shu, who was as sharp as a knife, in his own scream.

In front of Lu Ran's eyes, there was also a blood red, he didn't wipe it, according to a shadow in the blood red was a sword, the blood hole appeared, and the blood hole fell.

In an instant, Lu Ran killed three people in a row, and he really got a chance to breathe, picked up a paper leather hood dropped by a Taoist, and put it on his head.

Now, there is hardly much difference between him and those Daoists covered in blood.

But in his heart, Lu Ran began to play the drums.

That's not right, then Li Yu killed a few people in a row, and the more he killed, the more brave he became, and the more the enemy scattered.

But I am brave and brave, but my whole body is like being poured with lead and iron, not only painful, but also tired.

How did you run out of strength so quickly?

The third time he rushed into battle, he lost his rules.

The first sword in the east and the first sword in the west just led the Taoists away, and there was no substantial progress.

After a few back and forth, Lin Yao over there couldn't stand it anymore, and with a wave of his hand, the Hudao people took a step forward and joined the fight.

A horse lance in the hands of the Tiger Dao people was originally supposed to be a paper tie, but now it has become an extremely dangerous black gold material.

A lance rushed down, shaking the entire bronze room with a buzz.

Seven or eight Daoists were smashed around by this amazing manpower, and Lu Ran, who was among them, narrowly escaped a blow.

Lu Ran tried to jump up and win with agility, but found that with his current mortal strength, he couldn't touch the other party's knees even if he tried his best.

The opponent fought high and low, and there were a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers on the ground, so he had no chance of winning.

At the beginning, Lee played ...... Don't think about Lee play.

Li Play faced the same two golden giants like gods, and faced nine yin and nine yang, his choice-

It's to eat them.

This is something you can't do or even think of yourself.

But give it a try.

The fourth charge, a suicidal charge.

Lu Ran stabbed his sword on the calf of the Tiger Dao man who couldn't be pierced at all.

In the past, Miss Shu changed slightly, and this leg could not be saved.

But now, there is only brute force.

Only the last bit of brute force.

The tip of the sword finally didn't go in half an inch.

But I couldn't pull it out.

Lu Ran was also like a stake, fixed in place.

For a while, knives, guns and sticks found the right opportunity and came with a roar.

The tiger man bowed his head, and the horse lance smashed down like a stick that pounded medicine.

Lu Ran had no choice but to abandon his sword.

But it was still a heavy blow.

When the flesh and blood were flying in the air, Lu Ran couldn't help but think back to the various fight scenes he had seen or experienced in the past, and still felt that that world was better.

At least, it won't be so embarrassing.

If I can go back, I must practice hard and refine my qi.

To be like Li Wan, talk and laugh, and break through this killing array.

(After reading this chapter, it is recommended that everyone learn to land and rush...... ￣￣=）