Second World Book

"Tiger with tooth extraction?!" The old man snorted coldly, and suddenly released his chopper knife, punching Lan Lan's abdomen!

"Bone Blast!!!"

"Bang-BOOM!!!" A punch hit Lan Lan's abdomen, exploding like a missile. The clothes behind Lan Lan burst into a fist hole, his expression stagnation, and his eyes wide open.

"What's the taste of this old tiger iron fist with a tooth pulled out?" Lao Shantou said coldly, but his eyes were solemn. The effect of this fist was much worse than expected.

"Cough...a little underestimation of you, old antique!" Lan Lan's mouth bleeds. This punch really caused her a lot of damage, but with her resilience, the next second was already full.

"Nani?!" Lan Lan's state recovered, and Laoshantou suddenly felt bad.

The color of Lan Lan's pupils changed to silver gray, and a strong spiritual pressure burst out. The atmosphere around the rushing hunted. The old face and beard of the old mountain shook tremblingly, enduring this spiritual pressure.

"Since you're still holding it, you'll be able to chop your hands together," Lan Lan said indifferently. The chopper blade in his hand burst into white light, the horrible sword pressure overflowed, and all the spirits around him were crushed.

"If you have the ability, you can try it!" Lao Shantou responded coldly, wanting him to let go of Lan Lan's slashing sword and stop thinking!

"Poof--!" Laoshantou's hand holding Lan Lan's slashing knife was flicked away, and his blood and flesh were already blurred. Basically, there were still bones and attached tendons.

"Impossible..." Lao Shantou couldn't believe it. He was confident in his physical strength, but Lan Lan gave him a loud slap and a merciless face.

"Lan Lan--!" Hiroko who used the mask came flying suddenly, rao wrapped around the knife with a phantom thorn toward Lan Lan's heart.

"Naive! Single shield." Lan Lan's head didn't return, and a light shield appeared behind him.

"Keng!!!"

"boom--!"

Hiroko's chopping soul blade slashed on the shield, releasing the phantom flash on the chopping soul blade. The entire sky shone with a thousand-meter-diameter red flash, followed by a violent explosion.

"...How is it possible?" Hiroko's eyes widened, his attack was so easily prevented?

"Captain Pingzi! The gap between you and me was once not too big! But one hundred years later, when I saw you again, my grief turned against the river! Why did you become so weak!" Lan Lan mourned , And then kicked unkindly, kicking in the Xiongkou of Pingzi.

"Bang--! Click!" Ping Zi lost his mind, Xiong's mouth was sore, his body flew out of control, and fell into the ruins with a bang, life and death...

"That's why I said, I'm so stupid! It's just a good idea to hide and shudder/shake, why do you have to come out and brush your sense of being beaten! If you are not careful, you will lose your life, it's really impossible! "Lan Lan shook her head helplessly. Didn't these people realize that the strength gap between the two sides?

"Bald!" At a glance, Nissei rushed into the ruins and dug out Pingzi.

But Hiroko's condition was terrible, his consciousness was lost, his spine shattered, and even if healed, 80% were also paraplegic.

"Lan Lan, I'm going to kill you!" Rishi rushed to the crown and roared.

"Don't be impulsive in the world!" Aikawa Luowu beside him hurriedly stopped, even Pingzi was taken a second, and the world passed, absolutely dead.

"I'll treat Pingzi immediately." Fatty Youzhao started the healing process, treating Pingzi, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

Lan Lan in the sky didn't respond to the yelling in the world. Who cares about the cry of an ant?

"This is Lan Lan's strength?" Dong Shilang's eyes twitched, and the mask force led by Ping Zi was also a veteran captain 110 years ago. At the same time, he had virtual power and was kicked to the death.

"Well! Bacheng has already gained the power of [Beng Yu]!" Shizuhiro of Fuzhu Bamboo was terrified, and even if they all rushed up, the victory and defeat would be very dangling.

"Lan Lan, even if the old man lay down his life, he would keep your scourge here!" The old man glared at Lan Lan, the explosion of his coat, the muscles of the whole body swelled exaggeratedly, and the lava path appeared in the whole body. Lines.

"The same tricks! I'm intuition tells me that this is dangerous to me, not to mention the time is almost, [Wang Jian] should be created soon, I have no time to play with you." Lan Lan said, body The broken face pretends to be alive, wrapping her body into the second state.

"...This kind of spiritual pressure?" Laoshantou is closest to Lan Lan. Lan Lan's spiritual pressure has changed. He has the deepest understanding of it, and it is powerful across the dimension.

"We are not equal from the beginning! I have a good teacher's guidance, and you, the old bones that stick to the rules, how much have you improved in a thousand years?" Lan Lan sneered, still echoing, after degrading, The pressure on his body shocked and flew directly to Laoshantou, not interested in waiting for his big move.

"Yes, this [Prince Yan Yan] is useless to me, and I’ll give it to you." Lan Lan shook his hand and threw the knife in his hand to them.

"Not good -!" Dong Shilang's face changed dramatically. As the owner of Binglun Maru, he knew exactly what horrible heat the Lan Lan had thrown.

"Thousand-Year Ice-Cool!" Without hesitation, all the spiritual power was used to release this trick, and the huge icicle group became a hundred-meter-high city wall.

"Zheng——!" The knife pierced into the ice wall. The next second, the knife wailed and shattered. The endless flames were released, and the other side of the ice wall turned into a prison.

But the ice wall did not last long and was quickly evaporated by the hot flame, but it was enough to evacuate them to a safe location.

"No, Lan Lan is gone!"

"He should go to collect the king key! We must stop him. Now... it's up to you, Captain Maozhihua." Shizuhiro Fuzhu said, looking at Maozhihua Lie.

Now only Sister Hua can change the situation. It is not that the strength of Mao Zhihua is so strong as to be able to compete with Lan Lan, but the relationship between Mao Zhihua and Lin Mo is ambiguous.

Can Lin Mo sit and watch the flower of Mao killed by Lan Lan?

Well, although this is a little mean, but for the Soul Realm, Fuzi Bamboo Shiraku's own life can be spared. Is it still mean to be mean? ..

If you like the second-dimensional world book, please collect it: (www.readwn.com) The second-generation world book has the fastest literature update.