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Chapter 512 The Art of Killing

Looking at Lingkong's figure walking further and further away, Mengta sighed.

Having said that, Lingkong didn't listen to his own advice, and he had no choice but to do anything. He and his group were ready and cautious when facing the wolf bandit, and they were ready to destroy the group at any time. Mengta watched

Come on, Ling Kong is just seeking death.

"This kid, who does he think he is? Does he think this is still the human world? Mengta, you have done everything you should do. This kid wants to die on his own, so don't worry about him!" Seeing Lingkong facing the group of people alone!

Crazy wolf bandit, a few people around Monta had a hint of disdain in their eyes and shouted dissatisfied.

The leader of this group of crazy wolf bandits is a man with a bare upper body that looks like an iron tower. This man is holding a ghost-headed sword in his hand, and the demon wolf under him is a bright blood red color.

Compared to the rest of the bandits, the demon wolf sitting down looked taller and more powerful, and its strength actually seemed to be faintly catching up with the powerful god general.

And this bandit leader is a veritable god general. It's no wonder that when Mengta and others saw this group of crazy wolf bandits, their faces turned pale. They had already made up their mind to escape death. With their strength, it was really difficult to defeat them.

A life escaped from the hands of these crazy wolf bandits.

"You are the crazy wolf bandits? Let's rob, but you never leave anyone alive. This is a bit unethical, isn't it!" Ling Kong's figure stood not far away from the group of crazy wolf bandits, standing carelessly.

On the ground, he yelled at this group of crazy wolf bandits and asked.

"Hahaha..." As if they heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, all the crazy wolf bandits laughed wildly, and one bandit even spoke arrogantly, saying: "Where did you come from, you country bumpkin? Don't you know the godhead?"

You can exchange it for the divine crystal. Since we are bandits, of course we have to be more thorough. Even if you are a waste, you still have to let us make some money out of you!"

"Boy, don't you know that no matter where you are, the fittest will survive, and the unfit will only be eliminated? When we rob, we just tie our heads to our waistbands, and we may be in danger of dying at any time. If you encounter

If you fall in love with us, you can only blame your own misfortune and your own lack of strength. Who else can you blame?" The bandit leader's eyes also flashed with disdain.

"Really? In that case, as long as we are strong enough, even if you die, we will be willing to die!" Ling Kong's face was still calm and he said with a smile.

"Yes, that's the truth, but do you have the strength?" The bandit leader laughed wildly again.

"Hahaha..." The other gangsters also laughed louder at this moment.

At this moment, Lingkong finally moved. His speed had reached the extreme. Everyone felt Lingkong's figure flicker. When they saw Lingkong again, his hands were already on the neck of the bandit leader. At this moment, that person

The extremely tough man who looked like an iron tower was like a duck with its mouth pinched in Ling Kong's hands, unable to make any sound anymore.

"Do I have that strength? You should know it now, so I think you should die with peace of mind!" With a slight exertion, Ling Kong pinched the bandit leader's neck without hesitation, just like throwing a dead dog.

Throw it casually on the ground.

The entire area suddenly became silent. Even if a pin fell on the ground at this moment, it would probably be clearly audible. Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Kong. No one believed that a powerful person could be heard.

The divine general was casually pinched to death by Ling Kong.

"Did this kid really just come from the mortal plane? How could he have such strength?" Mengta and others, including those who just a moment ago were still laughing at Ling Kong for overestimating his capabilities, now

Everyone was stunned, their eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Your leaders are all dead. Now it's time to talk about you. According to your point of view, you should feel that this is your glory if you die in the hands of me Ling Kong!" Ling Kong's eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.

Scan the remaining gangsters one by one.

"Oh my god, he actually killed the third commander. How is this possible?"

"The third commander is the brother of the first commander. If he dies, even if we escape back, we will only die if we fight with this kid!"

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Only at this moment did the remaining bandits react, and with roars of rage, they rushed towards the sky.

With Lingkong's true strength, all he had to do to kill these bandits was a single punch. However, with Monta here, Lingkong didn't want to show off all of his strength.

He shuttled through the crowd of bandits in the air like he was leisurely walking in a court, and he took away a life easily every time he made a move.

At this moment, Lingkong's killing is not just killing, but also an art. The art of killing. No matter how fierce the attacks of these gangsters are, they just can't fall on Lingkong. Lingkong's hands will always be one step ahead.

Kill the enemy.

After just a few shuttles, the ground was already covered with corpses of bandits. There was not a single standing bandit left in the entire scene. To be precise, there was no bandit alive at all.

The art of killing is, of course, a fatal blow, and there cannot be too many fancy moves.

The strength displayed by Lingkong was only at the true god level, not much stronger than Mengta and the others. Even if Mengta and the others could no longer believe this, the fact was the fact after all.

"Brother, are you an Eastern martial artist? What kind of martial arts are you doing? It's so miraculous, you can kill even the bandit leader at the level of a god general with one strike!" After much deliberation, Mengta and others could only volley.

The reason why it is so strong can be attributed to the miraculous martial arts of Eastern warriors.

Among the strong men in the same realm, Eastern martial arts cultivators are definitely the strongest. Whether in the mortal plane or the divine plane, this is already a recognized fact. However, it is too difficult for Eastern martial arts cultivators to advance.

, there may be many Eastern martial cultivators at the level of divine soldiers and divine generals in this water god plane, but from the experience of Mengta and others, it seems that they have never heard of such Eastern martial cultivators at the level of the Divine Lord.

exist.

"The little gadgets I thought up at random can't be put on the table!" Smiling, Lingkong said casually: "There must be some valuable things on these guys, Monta, I think you don't want to waste it, just take it.

Get up!"

"Brother, you killed these people. Everything on them is your trophy. Are you really willing to share it with us? I think you don't know yet. You killed the bandit leader and got his head.

How can the Red Sand City, a million miles away, be exchanged for eight hundred divine crystals?" Looking at Lingkong in confusion, Mengta explained to Lingkong, looking at this situation, Mengta is actually a real person.

"Red Sand City?" Lingkong couldn't help but feel happy, but what he was interested in was not the reward, but the Red Sand City itself.


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