Alien Lord

"Hahaha...!" Not only did the two of them not feel uncomfortable because the other person vomited blood for their own shot, but instead they laughed.

"Bang......!" A pair of hands suddenly appeared on Mao Chuanming's chest, and then a great force came from his chest, and Mao Chuanming's figure flew faster.

"You laughed too early!" Lin Chuan's cool eyes suddenly appeared in front of Mao Chuanming.

"Poof...!" Mao Chuanming didn't laugh a few times before spitting blood in his mouth again.

This blood was not like the previous one. It was very small. This blood spear Chuan Ming directly spit out nearly 30 centimeters high, Lin Ze hit the spear Chuan Ming hard.

Shichuan Chuanming and No. 2 were just out of the way. They knew that they couldn't stop the second armor-piercing rocket in Lin Ze's hands. Therefore, they directly gave each other a full blow, regardless of whether they would So hurt or kill each other, Mao Chuanming and No. 2 want to survive.

Judging from the results above, the calculations of Maochuan Ming and No. 2 were very successful. They got rid of the high-voltage power grid and armor-piercing rockets with a slight injury, but they forgot that there are more than armor-piercing rockets and There are high-voltage power grids, as well as Lin Ze, black and white impermanence and shadow hands.

Therefore, when Zechuan Ming and No. 2 got rid of the high-voltage power grid and escaped the armor-piercing rockets, Lin Ze, the black and white impermanence and shadow hand immediately shot.

(Master, where are you shooting, clearly attacking by the way, Mao Chuanming said on the side very wronged.

Um... Xiaoming, am I really a sneak attack? Lin Ze's eyes began to stare.

"No, no, I just made a mistake, it was me who attacked the master sneakily." Mao Chuanming scorned. )

"Bang...!" Miao Chuanming flew nearly 50 meters away, hit a rockery fiercely, and then spit out a bit of blood, and fell to the ground pale.

"Humble....... Humble!" Mao Chuanming said these two words intermittently.

"Oh, despicable?!" Lin Ze came to Sima Chuanming with a sneered face. "A killer in a film studio told me despicable, I'm really drunk, really TM's disgusting, I pooh!"

Lin Ze spit out a mouthful of saliva directly at Mao Chuan-ming. Mao Chuan-ming didn't have time to avoid it. He was directly spit out by Lin Ze's saliva: "You...!"

Mao Chuanming's eyes were furious, I believe that if Mao Chuanming's eyes could really burst into flames, Lin Ze had been burnt to ashes by the flames in Mao Chuanming's eyes.

"Ah...!, dissatisfied, okay, since you say I am despicable, then I will show you despicable."

After Lin Ze finished his speech, he directly punched Mao Chuanming without any mercy.

"Hoo...!"

Soon, a few Linglie's winds came to Miao Chuanming who seemed to be dying.

"Lin Lixuan, you are awesome!" Mo Chuanming, who was dying on the ground and seemed to be dying, suddenly flew two meters, and the whole person retreated four or five meters, avoiding several punches from Lin Ze.

It turned out that Mao Chuanming was just pretending, he wanted to pretend to die, and then took the opportunity to attack Lin Ze.

"Well, I had expected you to make this move." Lin Ze snorted coldly, and the whole person turned into a streamer, quickly catching up with Miao Chuanming, his hands constantly attacking Miao Chuanming.

From the beginning of the battle, Lin Ze’s sense of force has been closely monitoring Mao Chuanming, especially the real energy fluctuations in Mao Chuanming. Just don’t look at Mao Chuanming’s weak face and lying down on the ground, unable to move. It seemed that he was about to die, but Lin Ze’s sense of power told him that Mao Chuanming was accumulating power in secret, and wanted to secretly calculate himself, where Lin Ze would be fooled.

"Cut the palm!" Lin Zehao, regardless of his true energy, attacked Maochuan with all his strength.

After several attacks just now, Mao Chuanming is now a falling dog, and he doesn't have much strength. Therefore, Lin Ze should seize the time to take the opportunity to beat the falling dog, so as to avoid long nights.

There are too many variables in Mao Chuanming, one is not good, Lin Ze really has the possibility of overturning the boat in the gutter.

Lin Ze’s inductive force clearly saw that before Mao Chuanming hit the rockery, he secretly took a thing from his arms and took it. It was a thick, blue pill with a middle finger, and Lin Ze immediately realized , Mao Chuanming took some kind of panacea.

Mao Chuanming thought that the sky was so dark, Lin Ze certainly couldn't see his little movements. Unexpectedly, Lin Ze's inductive force had already seen all this clearly.

In the capacity of Mao Chuanming, the panacea taken under such an emergency is definitely not a general panacea. It must be a panacea that can quickly restore the combat effectiveness of Mao Chuanming. Therefore, Lin Ze can never recover Ma Chuanming. Time for strength.

"Furafuro...!" A gust of wind struck Mao Chuanming backwards. Mao Chuanming's complexion changed. He didn't expect Lin Ze to be so difficult. He didn't give him any trace of time at all. The pressure has increased.

"Seven Sha Quan!" In the end, Mao Chuanming is the master of the ninth floor of the day after tomorrow. Although he was seriously injured, he is still retreating, but in the face of the attacking wind, Mao Chuanming is more than enough to deal with it.

"Fur...., bang...!"

The wind was scattered by Mao Chuanming, and the ground around the ground was torn apart by the thickness of the big finger, the palm was deep, and the cracks were more than ten meters long. The flowers and trees in the courtyard were also planted and all were cut. Broken, the courtyard is in disarray.

"You take my palm too!" Mao Chuanming suddenly gave Lin Ze a palm, ‘huh...’ A dark, deep, fragrant odor palm hit Lin Ze.

Lin Ze did not evade, and his steady-looking hands pushed forward: "Fire palm!"

Two fiery red gangly palms flew out of Lin Ze's hands and instantly hit Mao Chuanming's gangly palms.

‘Boom..., bah...! ’

First came a crashing sound, followed by a corrosive sound. Obviously, Mao Chuanming was just a poison palm.

"Humph!" Lin Ze snorted coldly, and had some understanding of the poisonousness of Mao Chuanming.

"Lin Lixuan’s strength exceeded his previous expectations. He can definitely play against the warriors on the eighth floor of the day after tomorrow. I can definitely win Lin Lixuan before, but now I am seriously injured, and the anti-bite of the previous seven evils will come soon, so , I’m still good at taking the thirty-six plan. If I want to clean up Lin Lixuan, there will be opportunities in the future."

Mao Chuanming is ready to run away, especially after Lin Ze has personally learned the strength of Lin Zeming, the idea of ​​Mao Chuanming running away is even more clear.

"Want to escape? You can't escape today!" Mao Chuanming's eyes are sweeping around, so Lin Ze immediately realized that Mao Chuanming wanted to escape.

"This spearman is worthy of the master of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow. With the strength of the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, I really want to win him. It is really a bit difficult. I really will be run away by him. It seems that I have to use that trick."

Lin Ze thought secretly, in order not to let Mao Chuanming escape, Lin Ze was ready to use his killer skills.

"Soul acupuncture!"

Lin Ze’s eyebrow position suddenly showed a needle with a thickness of five centimeters and a sacred white light. Then, the needle flew directly into Mao Chuanming’s lightning speed. Eyebrow position.

"Uh...!" Mao Chuanming's eyes glared in an instant. His hands that originally wanted to attack Lin Ze also stopped. The whole person was like a wooden man, standing motionless in front of Lin Ze.

"Pulse-cutting hand!" Lin Zeqiang endured the pain in his head, and his red eyes came forward to cut off the meridians of Mao Chuanming's body. Then, a sense of faint came, and Lin Ze sat pale on the ground. , Breathing heavily.

If you want to control a master like Mao Chuanming, there is not much use in academics.

For masters such as Mao Chuanming, who is acquired on the ninth floor, it doesn’t take much time to unlock some academics. Even academic learning may not have any effect on him. One move can make pointless surgery useless. Therefore, Lin Ze directly used the pulse-cutting hand to cut off the veins of Mao Chuanming's body, and then added some techniques to control Mao Chuanming.

The Tao can be temporarily removed by shifting, but the veins in the human body cannot be removed at all, and the truncated veins can not be cut, and the true energy of the warrior can not run, so, to deal with real masters~www.wuxiaspot.com~ still The amputation hand is more effective.

"Huh, Huh...!" Soybean-sized sweat beads continually flowed out of Lin Ze's forehead, his eyes were blood red, and some bloodshot spots appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Soul acupuncture is still too heavy for me now, just one, it consumes all my mental strength, and, almost, it can't be relieved, huff..."

"It seems that it is better to be careful with soul acupuncture in the future, it is best not to use it after a lot of mental energy is consumed, otherwise, it is really hurting people and hurting yourself, and losing both sides!" Lin Ze concluded in his heart .

Lin Ze just used a kind of soul attack. This is a kind of attack secret law derived from Lin Ze’s creation of the soul mark. It is made of a lot of spiritual power and some soul power, and can ignore the defense of the enemy. Attack the enemy's soul directly.

When Lin Ze planted a puppet mark in the Blue Beard's Sea of ​​Knowledge, he consumed a lot of mental power. This time, he used a soul acupuncture to directly consume Lin Ze's spiritual power. Supported by the seeds, Lin Ze has long been comatose.

There is no way for Lin Ze. The difference between the strength of the 7th floor of the day after tomorrow and the 9th floor of the day after tomorrow is really too great. Although Lin Ze’s strength can not fall down against the 8th floor of the day after the war, the master of the 9th floor of the day after tomorrow can beat a dozen. The warrior on the eighth floor of the acquired day.

Although Mao Chuanming was seriously injured by the power grid and Lin Ze’s sneak attacks, Lin Ze and Mao Chuanming had too great a difference in strength. Therefore, even though Mao Chuanming’s current strength is only two layers of the whole body period, Lin Ze Shangmao Chuanming will still struggle.

In addition, Mao Chuanming's experience in battle is many times richer than that of Lin Ze, so it is hard to say how the battle will continue in this way. (To be continued.)