The Fusang man, the knife in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, shaking away Lin Lang's spear, with a solemn expression.

The white man's blue eyes were all cold, and Lin Lang seemed to be looking at a dead man.

The body took a big step back, dodging the gunfire.

The two of them had no intention of attacking, but they would never give way.

"I have to say, you gave us a big surprise. More than 60 people have died, and you are still alive! Among them, there are also three Huang Er masters!"

A young man in a white Tang costume spoke an authentic dragon Chinese, and his expression was silent, hiding a trace of sadness.

Lin Lang didn't pursue, because it was impossible to kill two people in an instant.

Even if you kill them, there are so many gunmen behind you, and it is impossible to run.

He stood in place, looking around, in every direction, there were one or two masters, standing in the front.

I counted them, and there were seven people in total.

Lin Lang's heart sank to the bottom, and the two of them could be destroyed unexpectedly.

Heptad?

No kidding, as long as you are on guard, you can't play any tricks. For the first time, Lin Lang felt hopeless, and then looked at the nearly a hundred people behind them, standing scattered.

There are all kinds of people, and it's a hodgepodge.

At this moment, his face was very heavy, like a cloud in the sky, so heavy that it was about to drip water.

"I can't imagine that anyone would have such a deep hatred with me, and send such a luxurious lineup to kill me. ”

Lin Lang's face was very heavy, but his heart gradually calmed down.

Since there is no escape, then the vigorous **** game must not be instigated.

The blood was boiling, and a fighting spirit was gradually converging.

"We don't kill the legion, and the list we have taken has never been missed. It doesn't hurt to tell you, there are a lot of people who want to kill you, and there are three people who offer to kill you. We can only come!"

A strong black man standing next to the dragon country man opened his big mouth, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile.

"What do you do with those useless words? He killed my brother, and I want revenge!"

The Fusang man standing not far from Lin Lang, speaking the dragon Chinese language that he was not proficient in, looked at Lin Lang with a fierce look in his eyes and shouted.

"Yes, yes, you're a dead man, it's useless to say so much. on!"

The black man's eyes seemed to be lit with two fires, and he coldly gave the order to attack.

The killers standing behind the seven raised their weapons together and pressed forward.

In the face of their pressing step by step, ordinary people can't resist the spirit and will collapse sooner or later.

Exactly what the killers want most.

However, it is useless on Lin Lang!

Watching the crowd gradually approach, Lin Lang took a long breath.

Sniffed the smell of blood and artemisia grass in the air, and felt the wind blowing on his face.

Let the blood boil even more, and let the fighting spirit burn.

With both hands tightened, the spear in his hand rushed towards the nearest killer.

"Kill!"

A loud shout seemed to shatter the clouds, and with a full body of evil energy, a shot passed over.

The clouds did not break, but the first drops of rain fell.

It's raining!

At the same moment, the nervous killers shot together. Wielding the weapon in his hand, he killed Lin Lang.

They understand their identity, they are just cannon fodder, just to consume Lin Lang's strength and fight for greater opportunities for those behind them.

The weapon in his hand is not to block, it is purely to be able to leave a scar on his body at the moment of death.

"Ten Thousand Plum Blossoms"

In an instant, Lin Lang's spear shook out sixteen spear flowers, forming a fan shape, enveloping the front.

At this moment, there is no need to keep the hand, causing the maximum damage.

"Puff ......"

The sound of a gun piercing through the flesh rang out one after another.

What made the killers desperate was that when they were still one meter away from Lin Lang, their bodies were already weak.

This distance will not harm Lin Lang at all, and he can only be sent to death in vain.

Just one face, sixteen lives, turned into unjust souls on the road.

The earth is red with blood!

Flowing with the rain!

Once the killing begins, it doesn't stop unless one side perishes.

Spear flowers flew, blood flowers bloomed, and Lin Lang crawled out of hell like Shura, bathing in blood and moving forward.

He only has to move forward!

Never stop moving forward!

Blood mixed with rain, sliding down from the head, drenching the eyes, but it can't be wiped away, and the hands are fighting!

He can only fight!

If you don't fight, you can only die!

When there are many people, and there are people on all sides, the power of the spear is revealed.

He is like a sheep that has entered into a pack of wolves, invincible, and a man is turned on his horse.

But he was human after all, and his arms and thighs began to add wounds, and the clothes on his body were almost torn.

The blood is flowing more, whether it is the other party or oneself, it is dripping down.

It's tragic, it's bloody, it's hell on earth.

After a lot of tempering, this moment has become the best means of healing.

The blood is burning, the force is swaying, and the killing continues.

There were fewer and fewer people, and Lin Lang, who was surrounded in the middle, gradually became clear in the heavy rain.

He passed everywhere, corpses everywhere, rivers of blood.

"Qiang"

The spear pierced the last Huang Yi Langren's knife and stabbed into his heart, and in the entire scene, there were no killers below Huang Er.

His eyes were cold, and he swept over the seven people who were still standing still in the distance, and watched them stand silently in the rain.

The violent wheezing and trembling muscles made him understand that the physical exertion reached eighty percent.

If it had been someone else, he would have already been submerged in the crowd and would have become a broken corpse.

And he was still upright, his whole body trembling, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Now as long as any Huang Er master comes, it may make him hate.

And there are seven more on the other side, so they have been waiting for a long time.

"How much power is left?"

The man in Tang costume looked at Lin Lang, said unhurriedly, and slowly leaned towards Lin Lang.

It seems that the tragic doctor just now, is just a movie and has no effect.

People from other directions also walked together, gradually forcing Lin Lang to his side.

"Hehe, it's not much, but it's enough to kill you!"

Lin Lang didn't want to be cowardly, his whole body was trembling, and his breathing couldn't be calm, but he was never convinced.

"We all know your status. I have to admit that you have a talent for killing, especially group killing. If it had changed, we would have already fallen. ”

A white man, speaking the Dragon Chinese, is very standard, like praising Lin Lang.

It's just that his smile makes people who see it panic and terrifying.

"This hazmat suit on you is good, otherwise you would have died a long time ago. ”

The Fusang man who was standing beside the white man looked at Lin Lang's eyes and couldn't wait to eat him.

His own brother was the first Huang Er master to die in his hands.

Lin Lang looked down and saw that the only thing that covered his body was this magic gold soft armor.

Elsewhere, blood clings to strips of cloth and flutters in the wind.

No wonder it feels weird, and the lower half of the body is cold.

"As long as I'm dead, it's not all yours!"

Lin Lang grinned toothily and looked at him with disdain, not caring at all that there was not a single strand on his body.

At this moment, in the stormy sky, the sound of a helicopter came and rumbled into my ears.

Crazy?

In such weather, the plane goes to the sky, purely looking for death!

Now, however, there is a plane hovering in the sky.

When Lin Lang saw it, he was shocked in his heart, he must have come to save himself.

Who? so crazy!

The joy on his face, all seven people saw it, and after glancing at each other, they suddenly laughed and said:

"Boy, I saw the rescuers coming!"

"It's a pity that they've arrived, and it's your time of death!"

Also seeing the plane was Mo Han who was standing next to the harvester.

His face, which made women jealous, finally changed, revealing a little smile, which looked particularly mysterious in the wind and rain.

"You are finally here, but I don't know if your son can save his life? I wanted to see the abandoned son of the Lin family again, and I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances, but don't let me down!"

The plane was circling and landed near the lawnmower.

When there were still seven or eight meters above the ground, the hatch opened, and a man jumped out.

Ignoring the strong winds of the plane and the heavy rain outside, it landed rapidly.

In front of Mo Han, there was a middle-aged man with an angry face.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he landed firmly in front of him.

"Mo Lao Wu, if my son has any three longs and two shorts, I will demolish your Mo family!"

Lin Guodong fell, originally worried and scared, but when he saw the person standing here, he was furious and pointed at his handsome face and scolded.

"Lin Laosan, it's up to you, it's not worthy! Whether your son can live or not is not in me. His strength is not enough, that's his bad luck, that kind of son, don't do it!"

Mo Han didn't care, but persuaded Lin Guodong, as if it was for his good.

"Fuck your mother's fart, that's my own son, you should be your Mo family!"

Lin Guodong walked towards him step by step, his eyes were almost red, the other party's approach adhered to the consistent style of the Mo family, pure madman!

Fittest!

The rest is king!

The one who can survive is the man of the Mo family!

Lin Guodong doesn't agree with it, and he can't control it, but he can't involve his son.

As a father, it is not crazy to do anything for Lin Lang.

"Now you can't save your son, let's fight with me first!"

Mo Han's eyes were full of fighting intent, as if he had seen a considerable opponent.

didn't wait for Lin Guodong's reply, and slapped it out with a palm.

You can see the heavy rain around you, and you can think that this palm has changed direction.

Longhua's acquisition was successful, but his son was going to lose, how could it be done!

Lin Guodong was already angry, and when he saw him take the initiative, his hands suddenly clenched into fists, and the water droplets in the space were shaken open and smashed towards Mo Han.

The two of them were on the verge of breaking out, and so was Lin Lang.

When he saw someone falling, he withdrew his gaze, and his afterglow swept to a small red shadow that jumped in the direction of the blood flow.

Little Red!

The battle has been three hours now.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the Heavenly Fire Lion, which disappeared, finally reappeared.

When Lin Lang saw it, its eyes turned blood-red, and then its body suddenly swelled and returned to its original size.

A three-meter-long majestic lion, covered in long red hair, galloped in the wind and rain.

That majestic gesture seems to have returned to the mountains and forests that belong to it again.

It is a lion, not a dog, and it can't track Lin Lang at all, so if you can find it, you can still find it with the smell of blood.

"Don't look at it, no one can save you!"

The Fusang people, with their backs to the Heavenly Fire Lion, looked at Lin Lang's surprised appearance, with a cruel smile on their faces.

This smile is even more hideous under the infection of the rain.