Chapter 162: Strange Voice

The sudden change made the assassin a little stunned, although this gap was short, but it was enough time for the meat ball, and then, the meat ball hit the chest of an assassin hard.

A sour sound sounded from the assassin's chest, and a mouthful of blood choked out of his mouth.

Although his cultivation has reached level six, it does not mean that a level five powerhouse will be completely ineffective when hitting him, it is just that his pulse power is more vigorous and the degree of injury is a little lighter. However, the impact of such a vital point as the ribs in the chest, coupled with Ling Moli's strange impact, made the assassin even worse, and it was no exaggeration to say that this blow was comparable to the head-on blow of a sixth-level peak powerhouse!

"This!" The leader of the assassins was taken aback, you know, he still knows a lot about the pulse martial arts of the main family in Infant Irrigation City, just now Ling Moli flew into the flesh ball, he can say with great certainty that this is the Ling family pulse martial arts!

It may sound paradoxical, but it has its own deeper truth.

That's right, Ling Moli did play the moves of the Ling family's pulse martial arts, but this kind of move was strengthened by the patch given to him by Lonely Heart, that is, the "Ling Family Pulse Martial Arts Bug Patch", this patch was brushed out of Ling Moli's body, in a superficial sense, it should be about some deficiencies in the Ling family's pulse martial arts system, but after getting it, Ling Moli found that this patch was almost completely tailored for himself!

Tailor-made!

The Ling family maiwu, which was completely created for a fat and huge person, turned the disadvantages of weight and fat into advantages.

At the beginning, Ling Moli was ecstatic after cultivating this patch. But he didn't tell anyone. I just want to have an unexpected surprise. Impress all those who look down on him!

Encountering an assassin today, Ling Moli pretended to be shot, first hid in the dark to observe, waiting for the opportunity to move, but he didn't expect that as soon as he made a move, he really made a contribution.

Ling Moli took advantage of the rebound force of the impact, his waist rotated, and the whole person bounced into the air. The massive body was like a rapidly spinning football, continuing to ram towards the second assassin.

"How is it possible, when did the Ling family maiwu have such power?" The leader of the assassin was secretly frightened, originally, it was a joke for an obese person to want to fight his fists and kicks, but he completely dropped one by one here. This fat guy with the same head as a pig's head has now turned obesity into an advantage in his own attack, making the Ling family maiwu, who was not very strong in the first place, suddenly become an advanced technique in an instant.

Although my heart is terrified. However, the remaining three assassins took a few steps back in unison. Temporarily avoided Ling Moli's attack.

The assassin, whose ribs had been broken, lay on the ground and wailed, after all, the feeling of the ribs inserted into the alveoli was not something that just one person could bear. However, his wailing came to an abrupt end after lasting less than ten seconds, as Ling Moyu had already jumped up with his short sword and sent him on his way.

"Boss, these two people have oddities. One of the assassins frowned, and did not seem to be very sad about the death of his companion, after all, if he chose this profession, he chose to pin his head to the waistband of his trousers, and he would have some envy for the death of his companion, because he would no longer have to walk on the tip of a knife.

"These two dolls are the Ling family, yes. The assassin leader's eyes narrowed, just now four people attacked one at the same time Ling Moyu couldn't attack for a long time, at this time there was one less person, and he had to face two guys with a little weird strength, which made him not dignified.

"Hehe, it seems that your assassination attempt this time is going to fail. Ling Moli said to the leader with a very stinky fart.

"Failure?" the leader of the assassins smiled, not seeming to be worried about the loss of one person, which made Ling Moli put away his smile and concentrated.

"In the past decades, I haven't been able to kill anyone I can't kill!" the other assassin sneered.

"yes. One of the assassins smirked, and the next moment, they simultaneously took something out of their arms, a thing with a spherical iron object chained to it. Then they pulled out two more things and stuffed them into their ears.

"Kill!" the three assassins shouted angrily at the same time, then turned into three black shadows and rushed towards Ling Moli's brother and sister.

"Aren't you just rushing to kill like this? Change some tricks?" Although Ling Moli was very contemptuous in his mouth, he was extremely cautious in his actions, and his eyes were fixed on the chain iron ball.

Ling Moyu is the shield in his right hand to protect the vital point of his chest, the sword and shield combination is suitable for the environment where the enemy is strong and I am weak, the defense is stronger, and the attack is weak.

Running to a certain distance, the chain iron ball in the hands of the three assassins swung out at the same time.

I don't know what is in the iron ball, making a series of sounds that make people's ear drums sour, and what's even worse is that this sound is like scraping with a knife on an iron piece, which is extremely jerky, and you will feel extremely uncomfortable when you listen to it for a while.

"Ah" Although Ling Moli's fat body almost became his shield, he could block the attacks of many entities. However, this is the first time he has fought against this kind of voice attack, and the fat has also become an ornament.

"Wow" Ling Moyu's performance was even more exaggerated, she was directly attacked by this strange voice and vomited, the sword and shield were stuck on the ground, and she vomited wildly, so it seemed that she had completely lost her combat effectiveness.

"Haha, you know, the person who is to be killed by backstabbing Weishenme will definitely be able to kill, haha" One of the assassins was the first to attack, the iron chain in his hand shook, and the iron ball continued to make a strange sound, and at the same time, several steel needles shot out from it, and it attacked Ling Moyu at great speed.

Ling Moyu raised his shield with difficulty to block the steel needle, but his body couldn't help but tilt to the side and fell to the ground. The assassin sped forward, a Mitsubishi thorn in his hand slashing across her chest, and blood flowed profusely.

Ling Moli was also not optimistic, the fat on his body was a flying knife bow and arrow before, this time, the other two assassins decisively gave up attacking from the neck down, and instead aimed the Mitsubishi thorn at the eye and throat with a brush.

Although his ears made his whole head hurt, Ling Moli instinctively curled up his body and covered his vital points with his own fat.

However, after all, this is only a stopgap measure, and under the crazy attack of the other party, it is only a matter of time before he is killed.

The blood flew up with the continuous attacks of the three assassins, and Ling Moyu and Ling Moli had no power to parry at all, and could only rely on their own instincts to resist.

"Die!haha" An assassin laughed maniacally, the Mitsubishi thorn in his hand was less than half a meter away from Ling Moyu's throat, and at this time, Ling Moyu was already covered in injuries, although it was not fatal, but the strange voice made her completely unable to fight.

"Is this the end of it?" Ling Moyu slowly closed her eyes, not that she had given up resisting, but that she had completely lost the ability to resist. At this moment, the first person she thought of was actually Loneheart. Even she herself was a little surprised, and she smiled bitterly in her heart, "Could it be that this is what love feels like?"

Icy assassin.

is already like the brothers and sisters of the Ling family who are like fish on the chopping board.

At this moment, it seemed that the gods could not save the two of them.

However, at this moment, a piano sound suddenly came out.

Strange to say, the sound of the piano turned into a gust of wind, blowing the strange and ugly sound from the iron ball without a trace, more like a sweet spring flowing into the hearts of the Ling family brothers and sisters, and in an instant, Ling Moli came to his senses.

Ling Moyu's consciousness was still a little blurry, she even thought it was her hallucination, she was still waiting for the Mitsubishi thorn to harvest her life.

At this time, a young man who was holding a guqin in his left hand and wielding a sword in his right hand appeared in front of her like a god, blocking the Mitsubishi thorn with his body.

"Poof" hot blood sprayed out and splashed on Ling Moyu's face. (To be continued......)