Lin Beichen followed the black figure, slow.
He was not in a hurry because he was worried that the force of five Qi chaos would be discovered.
Who knows that the black figure is not fast.
Moreover, he is still running towards the place with few people.
So Lin Beichen's pursuit is very easy.
After less than a cup of tea, the black figure came to a rather remote and deep alley, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Lin Beichen.
"I didn't expect that it would be so easy to attract you."
The black figure is quite small, about one meter three or four high.
His voice was strange, with some hoarseness. He lifted the hood to reveal a strange face with white fur. At first glance, it looked like a jackal standing in the shape of a man.
It's not a Terran.
Orcs?
Lin Beichen was quite surprised.
It's still him sniffing in the divine world.
The sound of iron into the body.
"Ho ho..."
When death comes, I love the roar of life.
Both are very familiar to the giant muscular man.
This is the end of the killing process.
But the next moment, there were four men's voices.
In a daze, the muscular man subconsciously turned to the past. In an instant, he was so scared that he was completely stunned.
He saw that the weak chicken boy, holding the Jackal man's knife in his hand, had cut off the Jackal man's head, and was slowly pulling the bloody machete out of the Jackal man's heart
It's true that someone was killed.
But it wasn't the lamb to be slaughtered.
It's a hunter who was confident a moment ago.
It's not the most thrilling yet.
The most frightening thing is that the expression on the face of the deaf mute young man after killing is calm and terrible. It's obviously not the first time that he has experienced such a thing.
Especially when the young man tilted his head slightly, showed a smile, and the curved corners of his mouth were very beautiful, the giant muscular man shivered for no reason, as if he had been watched by the king of Warcraft from the depths of the dark abyss, and his fear spread
"Come on, kill him."
Hold a muscle strong man to shout loudly.
At the other end of the deep alley, the four men in black came out of the scabbard with their long swords and rushed at Lin Beichen
Lin Beichen didn't use the power of five Qi chaos.
In addition to worrying that the power cultivated by using the five Qi Dynasty yuan Jue will be detected by the spirits of some wild Protoss, it's also because these four martial arts men in black are too good.
In this rush, too many flaws have been exposed.
Lin Beichen directly wields his machete with his physical skills.
The light of the knife flickered.
The body shape several rotations, four black dress martial arts person stiff in the original place, then along with Lin Beichen slowly draw back the knife, raise the middle finger to one of them, gently: "you are dead."
Poop, poop, poop.
Four figures fell down one after another.
"I didn't expect that the warrior in the divine world was so weak that he was really vulnerable."
Lin Beichen sighed with disbelief.
But the giant muscular man on the opposite side is bristling with sweat.
What kind of chicken is there.
Although there is no divine power fluctuation or secondary divine power breath in his body, he has the perfect level of killing body skill. The Jackal man's knife in his hand is as terrible as the artifact of harvesting life.
"Who are you?"
Asked the giant muscular man in horror.
But without waiting for Lin Beichen to answer, he rubbed his hands on his chest, and a strange faint breath of divine power surged between his palms. In a moment, a pale blue wind stab shot at Lin Beichen.
It's the only secondary magic he has.
It is undoubtedly the safest and most effective way to deal with this kind of opponent who has mastered the skill of killing but has not cultivated the divine power and sub divine power.
Lin Beichen's eyes showed a trace of surprise.
This was the first time he saw the practitioners of the divine world perform something similar to war skills.
It seems to be similar to the Xuanqi war skill of Dongdao Zhenzhou.
But the burst of strength is more cohesive and more lethal.
The destructive power should be far beyond the ordinary skills of heaven and man.
He cut it with a machete in his hand.
The blade cuts the tip of storm stab impartially.
Bang!
The machete made of ordinary material exploded instantly
And burst out like countless butterfly dances.
"Can't you stop it?"
Lin Beichen's face didn't panic at all. He raised his hand and brushed it gently.
The palm flashed a silver chaos light.
Whew, whew!
Pale cyan [storm stab] suddenly collapses, and at the same time, the smashed pieces of machete, like a stream of red electricity, dart towards the giant muscular man
Poop, poop, poop.
On the giant muscular man's strong knee joint, there were blood holes and blood fog.
"Ah..."
He let out a shrill scream and fell to his knees with a puff.
"Shh, don't make any noise."
Lin Beichen went over and directly broke all the teeth and mandible of the giant muscular man, making him unable to make any sound.
Then, he took some corpse powder from Baidu's Internet disk, which was prepared by the first pharmacist in Zhaohui City, and sprinkled it on jackal man and the four warriors in black.
Zizizi.
A light green mist rose.
Body powder works.
The Shangfang sword of the former dynasty can't cut the officials of this dynasty.
But the corpse powder of the lower world can really destroy the corpses of the divine world.
A faint fragrance floated.
Lin Beichen also had to sigh, or how to say that the wild medicine merchant, anmuchi, is half genius and half lunatic. When his corpse powder plays a role, it doesn't stink, but emits the fragrance of flowers.
"It's to improve the happiness of the perpetrator."
That's how amuchi explained it.
So, in less than 20 breath time, in the eyes of the giant muscle man, five corpses turned into five groups of light water and disappeared in the world.
After Lin Beichen disposed of their clothes, he picked up the giant muscular man with one hand and quickly left the alley.
A moment later, in another lonely Lane thousands of meters away.
Bang
Lin Beichen left the muscular man on the ground.
He squatted down slowly, put out his middle finger, poked at the wound of the muscular man, and stabbed
The latter was twisted and deformed due to severe pain.
He looked at Lin Beichen's eyes, as if looking at the most terrible and terrible creature in the world.
Lin Beichen's middle finger dipped in blood, blood for ink, on the ground a stroke, very seriously wrote: "Hello, I am a gentle and easy-going deaf mute beautiful youth, can you please do a self introduction?"
The giant muscular man has long lost the courage to fight.
He was scared.
Almost without any hesitation, he also dipped his hand in his own blood and wrote on the ground: "my name is Wang Qichong. I come from the" black thorn "Gang in the lower three districts of the northwest region. Zheng Santong and Zheng Xiang sent us to kill you..."
Oh, Ho?
This is even more ironic.
There are gangs in the divine world?
Lin Beichen was surprised.
How do you feel that the pattern of the divine world is smaller than that of the eastern island.
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The painter delayed me to code... Wu Wu Wu
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