Chapter 217: Li Junyuan, the power of the gods
"What's going on in your head right now?" Flower Wolf asked.
"To be honest, I want to arrest Li Junyuan, and there are some things that need to be asked to him clearly."
"Why didn't he die?"
"Hmm."
The flower wolf smiled, obviously he was forced to jump off the building to escape, but he was still thinking about how to arrest Li Junyuan, it was really a crazy criticism without taboos.
Perhaps sensing the wolf wolf's intention to jump off the building, Li Junyuan seemed more leisurely, and even showed a playful expression of cat and mouse, Nunu mouthed, signaling the flower wolf to jump down now.
This beast seems to have no hesitation to follow me even if I jump off the building, and there is a high probability that he will not be injured.
No, you can't escape by jumping off the building, but the crisis is even more serious.
The flower wolf has the intention of dying in his heart, and he will fight for this life!
But he hesitated, Lin Xiao finally saved him, how could he be willing to let him down casually?
"Li Junyuan!"
A shout rang out through the night.
The figures of the marshals appeared on the edge of the rooftop.
The expression is cold, the eyes are like knives, and he is not angry and arrogant!
Li Junyuan slowly turned his head, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes were even more excited.
These old guys, don't they still want to be powerful with me, no, no......
"What's that look at you!?"
Fan Jue's eyes widened, a fierce aura like a tiger exploded, his round belly was instantly covered by abdominal muscles, and the marble floor squeaked overwhelmingly under his feet.
"Whoever comes, kills whom." Li Junyuan tilted his head and smiled without inhibitions: "You old guys, it's better to stay there obediently." ”
Arrogant!
Really, I, the marshal, came for nothing!?
The guards around looked at Fan Jue, all waiting for the marshal's order.
But Fan Jue slowly rolled up his sleeves, and his originally fat and bloated arms were now covered with thick green tendons, which looked full of explosive power.
Ru Shuai looked at Secretary Fan and said softly: "Notify the satellite department to activate the ultra-long-distance light-speed sniping, target, Li Junyuan." ”
Zhang Tielin carried a red heavy cannon with his backhand, using his legs as a pedestal, and the muzzle of the cannon was aimed at Li Junyuan, this red heavy cannon is called the Founding Summer Cannon, the first lieutenant general-level heavy cannon in the whole Great Xia two years ago, and later after many improvements, it is now loaded with ion energy, which can spray out an energy cannon that kills the general-level awakened!
The disadvantage is that ammunition is really scarce, and there are only seven ion-charged bombs in the entire Great Xia, which have withdrawn from the mainstream armament ranks, and belong to one of Zhang Tielin's hole cards!
The three marshals have all begun to show their edges, and these attacks together, even if Li Junyuan comes back from the dead, it is impossible to stop them, right?
The sky was dark, the hospital was wailing, everyone on the rooftop fell into a deathly silence, and everyone was dry and nervous.
But under everyone's gaze, Li Junyuan did not choose to stop, but still smiled recklessly, but the eye on his forehead raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a platinum vertical pupil that was purer than Yang Yao.
"Are you determined to fight us?" Fan Jue squinted slightly, and his breath surged, like a brewing storm.
On the other hand, in the huge, complex and efficient intelligence network of the imperial capital, the news about Li Junyuan's resurrection from the dead also quickly spread to Li Hongyuan's ears.
"Father, Li Junyuan is not dead, are we going to find him?"
In the huge underground base, in the light of various instruments, Li Hongyuan's eyes reflected the sparkling green light in the biochemical tank, and said calmly: "The world is really wonderful. ”
Ambiguous answer.
"Father, the intelligence says that Li Junyuan's combat effectiveness is terrifying, he has slaughtered the Imperial Capital Hospital, and he is confronting the military marshals, maybe we need this combat power."
Li Hongyuan's eyes changed at this time, but he still shook his head.
The self-esteem of being a father and the pride of being the patriarch of the Hongyuan Li family do not allow him to bow his head to his son Li Junyuan and admit his mistakes, yes, taking the initiative to contact means bowing his head and admitting his mistakes, Li Hongyuan can't do it, he can't do it in this life.
"Father, maybe we really need this combat power." Li Tianyuan, who was dressed in a black windbreaker, said slowly: "We don't need Li Junyuan, we just need this combat power, is it really not good?" ”
No response.
"Father, he may have the power of the No. 8 God Yang Jian in his hands."
This time, Li Hongyuan was shaken, and his eyes appeared longing, but soon the light in his eyes dissipated and he returned to calm.
"Nope."
It's finalized.
Hongyuan abandoned Li Junyuan again.
Perhaps it is Li Hongyuan's own self-esteem and arrogance.
Or maybe he was indifferent to Li Junyuan,
More perhaps, Li Hongyuan is unwilling to tear his face with the three marshals.
"There will not be only one god in the world, and there will not be human beings forever."
......
Rumble!
Fan Jue's patience disappeared completely, the soles of his feet stepped out, the ground roared, the muscles of his body were steaming with thick and scorching steam, and the whole person walked towards Li Junyuan like a heavy tiger tank.
The duel between power and pure power has begun.
Fan Jue swung his fist, Li Junyuan also swung his fist, and the moment the two fists collided, it was like a train crashing, and the ground on the rooftop trembled slightly, dust rose everywhere, and steam erupted.
A fist, a loud roar again and again, the rich steam is even thicker, the rooftop has reached out and can not see the five fingers, only the sound of fist impact and roar can be heard again and again.
It was Fan Jue's roar.
Ru Shuai faintly felt that something was wrong.
Sure enough, when the sound of fist collision stopped and the rich steam dissipated, Fan Jue, who was half-kneeling on the ground, appeared in everyone's field of vision.
At that moment, countless pupils contracted slightly, and Marshal Fan Jue, who was known for his physical strength...... Defeated?
"Ahem!"
Fan Jue coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly raised his head.
Li Junyuan tilted his head, stood in front of Fan Jue, stretched out his fist that had broken but was wriggling with flesh buds, and smashed it down with a roar!
"Old fellow, you like to be in the limelight, don't you?"
Fan Jue's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next second was accompanied by a strong pain in his face, and his vision was instantly blood-red, only to feel that his face was soft and slimy.
"Old Fan!" Zhang Tielin's roar came.
At this time, Fan Jue realized that half of his face was knocked down by Li Junyuan's punch, and the soft and sticky feeling was the feeling of the nose bone and face bone being crushed and stuck with the flesh.
Fan Jue collapsed in a pool of blood.
The invincible marshal of the flesh fell.
Li Junyuan grinned, his face covered in blood.
"Dog's Day You Look for Death !!"
Zhang Tielin pulled the trigger of the founding summer cannon, and a dazzling scorching white light gushed out, distorting the air along the way, and the people on the entire rooftop could feel the fear of standing next to the god of death!
Li Junyuan turned his head and smiled, and all his white teeth were exposed to the root of his ears.
"It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of power that can intimidate God."