The next day, Huakong, the culprit, robbed the hotel's treasury under Ling Tian's instructions, and then the three of them went to work.
The big one walked out of the hotel.
With Huakong as a powerful stopper, Ling Tian concentrated on pulling the little beauty to walk. Huakong had been promoted to a fighting spirit and needed to be familiar with it.
He had a new move, so he took the initiative to take on the role of a thug.
"The Painting of the Pen: Destruction!"
I saw Huakong holding a big pen on the ground and sketching a golden word "annihilate" at an astonishing speed, and then he stabbed hard with the pen, and the word "annihilate" was drawn.
He escaped underground in an instant, and the next moment he appeared at the feet of the dozen or so people blocking the road!
boom!
A small mushroom cloud rose, and the small gang of more than a dozen people was instantly wiped out, leaving only a large pit three meters deep to prove that
A horrific scene happened here.
"Done, brother, how about my move?"
Huakong asked with a sunny smile on his face while carrying a large pen. The huge smoke behind him set off his body, frightening the people around him.
Stepping forward, they swept the ground involuntarily, for fear of a sudden explosion under their feet.
"Yeah, that's great."
Ling Tian pulled the little beauty and nodded absently in praise. Huakong asked almost every time he used it, regardless of whether others were
He thought it was awesome. Anyway, looking at his face that was almost bursting with laughter, you could tell that he was very satisfied.
Huakong didn't mind either. With a handsome wave, the judge's pen disappeared and he walked on the street extremely arrogantly.
Ling Tian was speechless. He wondered if Huakong had never left home. He seemed to be a little too excited.
One thing he ignored was that Huakong's dream lover was waiting for him. Why wasn't Huakong excited?
A person who falls in love is hopeless, and a monster who falls in secret love cannot look back.
Huakong was very efficient in killing enemies, and the few of them quickly reached the city gate on the edge of the Chaotic Demon Realm.
Hua Kong stroked his big brush with unfinished meaning, as if he wanted to go back and kill thousands more of his people.
"You are so reluctant to part with your red-fronted snow fox?"
Ling Tian walked directly to the city gate and spoke without stopping.
Hearing this, Huakong's eyes flashed with excitement and tenderness, he withdrew his pen and followed Ling Tian firmly.
Shaking his head helplessly, Ling Tian secretly sighed: Asking what love is in this world, the character of the Zhijiao Beast changed drastically.
"Stop, the fee for leaving the city is one thousand taels."
A slovenly-looking man stopped Ling Tian, stretched out his hand, and played with a machete with his other hand, looking impatient.
Ling Tiang was about to speak when he heard Huakong behind him shout, "Leave me alone!"
Ling Tian suddenly pulled the little beauty out of the way, and a large pen passed Ling Tian with fierce energy. The latter sweated violently, this guy has something
How exciting...
The ruffian was not slow to react, and the scimitar split into two instantly and was blocked in front of him!
clang!
The ruffian's body was pushed back six or seven steps by the big pen, and the judge's pen was drawn back through the air. The ruffian stared at the former with gloomy eyes.
"The boy has a chance."
With a sneer, the ruffian put the handles of his two swords together and shouted: "Crescent drink!"
call out!
The scimitar flew out instantly and struck Huakong like lightning! Before the latter could use his elemental skills, he was hit by the flying knife!
laugh!
The scimitar made a deep bone-visible scar on Huakong's shoulder, then spun in the air and flew towards Huakong again!
Ling Tian didn't take action when he saw this, he wanted Huakong to deal with it directly, because this ruffian happened to be Huakong's nemesis, the nemesis of speed!
Huakong's elemental skills are indeed powerful, but they all take a while to activate. They are much more troublesome than sealing knots. After the battle,
, half a second is crucial.
Moreover, Huakong focused on the cultivation of Yuan skills and neglected his own physical cultivation. His speed and defense could not keep up. If he was injured during the battle,
If you lose the ability to pick up a large pen and use your Yuan skills, you are destined to lose.
This battle just makes him realize his shortcomings.
Ding!
With one stroke, the scimitar flew away. Huakong's face became serious and he shouted in a low voice: "Book of Pens: Sleepy!"
Swish
Countless brush hairs flew out, wrapping up the ruffian in the blink of an eye. Huakong took the opportunity to start another elemental skill!
"The Painting of the Pen: Forbidden!"
laugh!
At this time, the cocoon formed by the brush hairs was suddenly cut open, and a huge crescent-shaped air blade flew out, fiercely colliding with the forbidden word flying from the sky.
Hard impact!
Bang!
The forbidden word was instantly cut in half, and the Crescent Air Blade continued to attack Huakong!
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly. The guy who could collect tolls at the city gate was certainly not a good person. His strength should be that of a low-level warrior.
Although there is not much difference in strength between the two, in comparison, Huakong lacks a lot of experience in life and death battles and cannot be as sophisticated as a ruffian.
Just this little experience is enough to crush many people to death.
clang!
The big pen was erected in front of him, blocking the Crescent Air Blade. Hua Kong's body was blown several meters away, and he got up in embarrassment, holding the big pen tightly.
The hand has been cracked open.
"Ahem...it seems like a tough idea..."
Huakong coughed up some blood, Yang Yang smiled, but his hands did not stop.
"Book of Pens: Explode!"
Before the ruffian took action, the scattered pen hairs under his feet exploded violently!
boom!
The ruffian was violently thrown away by the air wave, and his body hit the city wall, and the stones immediately fell into pieces.
"Yes, he is an opponent worth fighting."
The ruffian also smiled evilly and got up, wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed towards Huakong! He shouted at the same time!
"Moonset!"
The ruffian suddenly threw out dozens of small air blades from his hand! Howling and cutting into the sky!
Huakong also pointed his pen at the rushing gangster, "Book of Pens: Point!"
Countless bristles instantly grew several times thicker, piercing out like thousands of steel needles!
Ding ding ding!
The brush hairs and air blades were constantly being bounced away, and the ruffian rushed in front of Huakong, raising his hand and stabbing him!
Huakong held his large pen horizontally and barely blocked it. His body was cut a little shorter by the knife. He knocked away the scimitar and stabbed the ruffian with the sharp tip of the pen!
Clang!
The ruffian did not confront Huakong head-on. The scimitar and the pen tip retreated as soon as they touched it. This made Huakong feel like he had been hit on cotton, and his hands were extremely difficult.
Suffering, his face turned pale.
The ruffian flipped his body in the air, kicked the big pen away, and the scimitar flew towards Huakong's throat again!
Huakong's eyes changed drastically. At this time, it was too late to withdraw the big pen to block it, so he had to let go of the big pen and put his hands in front of him to protect him!
Just as the scimitar was about to cut off Huakong's hands, a purple-black dagger suddenly flew sideways, knocking the scimitar off course.
It flew past Huakong's ears, and a strand of black hair slowly fell to the ground.
A drop of cold sweat fell down Huakong's forehead. If these hands were gone, he would no longer be able to use his Yuan skills. It would be equivalent to losing them.
Sixty percent strength!
"Thanks!"
Huakong said to Ling Tian, who shook his head with a smile and said: "Brother, it's not for nothing. You can't deal with this guy. I
bring it on."
Ling Tian pretended to hook his fingers at the ruffian, who licked the blood on the scimitar, laughed evilly, and shouted again: "Yue Can!"
laugh!
The huge crescent air blade flew towards Ling Tian. The latter did not use weapons, his mental power spread out, and he calculated carefully and accurately.
The body suddenly rushed forward, kicked off the soles of the feet, and after the strength increased again, the jumping height also increased again, jumping directly to a height of seven or eight meters!
The Crescent Air Blade flew under Ling Tian's body and cut a ravine five meters long and two meters deep in the wall behind him.
Phew! Phew!
When the ruffian threw out the scimitar, Ling Tian also threw out several daggers, which collided with each other and finally knocked down the scimitar.
Ling Tian's body fell straight towards the ruffian, and he pinched his hand!
"The third form of Yanzhao: Dragon Nirvana!"
Ling Tian transformed into a giant flame dragon and descended from the sky!
The ruffian's eyes changed, and the scimitar quickly drew a circle on his head! Gradually, a full moon formed!
"Full moon!"
boom!!
The fire dragon slammed hard on the full moon! A wave of unexpected energy exploded. Huakong quickly took a few steps back, feeling a little shocked in his heart.
When did Ling Tian's move become so powerful! How much has his strength improved!
In fact, Ling Tian's strength has not improved much, but his mental power has changed tremendously. With the improvement of mental power, Ling Tian has become more aware of what he has learned.
As the Yuan skills learned become more profound, the power of the skills they display will naturally increase greatly, and there is a faint tendency to become more proficient.
The fire dragon and Yuanyue resisted each other, and finally slowly dissipated together, Ling Tian took action again!
"The first style of Yanzhao: Dragon Hidden!"
The ruffian obviously didn't expect Ling Tian to be able to activate Yuan skills continuously. He was shocked and hurriedly activated his Yuan Qi.
Ling Tian's right hand turned into a huge dragon claw, and he grabbed the ruffian's scimitar and slashed at the latter!
The ruffian's vitality was still circulating in his body, so he had to turn over and escape. When he saw that his weapon was taken away and he was also attacked, he immediately
Anger filled his heart. As soon as he thought about it, he realized that the scimitar was controlled by Ling Tian and could not fly back at all.
Ling Tian smiled slightly and whispered: "Linghu clone!"
The golden mark on his forehead dimmed a little, and four pale golden tails flashed out, then disappeared, turning into four identical tails.
What a clone!
The four clones flipped their wrists, and the four vitality cannons were aimed at the ruffian at the same time!
The ruffian was almost scared to death. He had seen that thing before. It was the same level three spiritual weapon as his scimitar!
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
Four flame beams shot out one after another! The sky was dyed purple and black, strange and charming.
Boom boom boom boom...
Four explosions were heard in a series, and the ruffian was blown up into the sky. His skin was torn all over, and he was finally hit hard, losing his fighting ability, but
Not dead, low-level war spirits don't die so easily.
Ling Tian almost burst out laughing when he saw the spirit fox clone showing off its power for the first time.
Although the spirit fox clones cannot each have the same strength as the main body, they can be allocated by themselves, and the main will can be divided into several
Switching between clones at will, Ling Tian took full advantage of this, first allocating all the power to the first clone, and fired the first shot.
Then the first one rests, and the second one fires the second shot with all the strength...
In this way, Ling Tian successfully fired four full-power energy cannons. Although it consumed a lot of energy, the results achieved were not small.
The clone dispersed, and the mark on Ling Tian's forehead became more obvious.
Huakong on the side stared at the battle situation that was completely opposite to his own, and suddenly felt that his elder brother was really a little bit louder.
It’s not a loss either.
Totally cruel!
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Third update!! Everyone, you can’t be so obedient. You have to support me, and you might as well give me something, otherwise the snail will not have the power code.
Words, I update them seven or eight times a day, and the masters say I’m a pervert