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But this time we encountered a problem.
Seeing that there was no hope of survival, a Contra showed a look of madness on his face.
"I can't survive, and you can't even think about it!"
"You seize the opportunity and remember to avenge me!"
The words fell.
His whole body swelled up strangely, and a purple shadow emerged behind him.
Tang Lan's danger prediction was triggered.
He sped up the flying speed of the Imperial Sword, but it was still a step slower.
"Rumble--"
The other party blew himself up.
The flesh and blood turned into a circle of purple mist, covering most of the killing fields of hell.
Tang Lan, who was affected, found that his spiritual power was unclear.
The soul realm then stopped functioning, and the simulated right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor dissipated.
The left arm of Snow Emperor Hantian's Extreme Bing became dim, and contact was temporarily lost.
The same goes for other soul bones.
——This Contra's self-destruction actually created a "forbidden demon realm" where soul bones and even most of the soul power cannot be used in the short term!
Tang Lan had no choice but to fight with the remaining eight Contras, shirtless and fighting in close combat.
"I didn't expect that Lao Wang would have this trick."
"No wonder he usually looks higher than his head."
"There are two brushes."
"Don't waste time, everyone go up and kill this kid!"
"Yes! Don't waste Lao Wang's sacrifice!"
结果
But none of the eight Contras came to attack Tang Lan.
Instead, they looked at each other warily.
do not forget.
On the killing field of hell, only one out of ten people can survive!
That weird boy's soul bone skill has been disabled.
It's the fish on the chopping board.
At this moment.
The other Contras are the real threat.
"Why, aren't you afraid that Lao Wang is chilling underground?" someone asked.
"Ha! If you are afraid, then go down and accompany him!" someone retorted.
"Stop talking nonsense and decide the winner as soon as possible!"
"kill!"
The eight Contras fought each other in pairs, leaving Tang Lan alone.
Ok!
Tang Lan was also happy.
Are these people really ungrateful and think he has no power to fight back?
Tang Lan was also happy.
He took out a handful of melon seeds from the Blue King and cracked them with relish.
"Click——"
"Pooh--"
The melon seed shells were spat directly into the blood river below.
The Titled Douluo referee at the top was so shocked that his face trembled!
That is what that adult values the most. How dare this person!
but
He didn't move, just watched silently.
This made Tang Lan feel certain.
I probably understand something.
Watch the close combat between eight Contras in the VIP seats with peace of mind.
Punch to the flesh, that's a thrill!
in the audience.
Some of yesterday’s witnesses looked strange.
This scene.
Why does it look so familiar?
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Chapter 232: Nine Emperor Swords, 31 consecutive victories!
Chapter 232 Nine Emperor Swords, 31 consecutive victories! [Additional update for "Gou Qing (710)"]
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The four Contras fought their opponents and found that the purple mist around them was obviously much lighter.
His own soul power can also be activated a little.
They all turned their attention to Tang Lan.
"The plan has changed, please deal with it first, kid!"
"I think so too."
"We can't let him get an advantage!"
"on!"
Faced with the siege of four people, Tang Lan threw the melon seeds into the river of blood.
The four people were more than ten meters apart and charged towards Tang Lan.
This made Tang Lan a little regretful.
"Since there is no chance left, then just go die."
Although Tang Lan's physical strength is already titled Douluo.
But he didn't choose close combat - what if someone exploded again?
There was a flash of light.
Fifteen Barrett guns appeared behind Tang Lan, held up by mental power.
The purple mist dispersed a little.
Although the mental power is not yet lethal, it is still very easy to just lift Barrett.
Four Contras.
The slightly weaker three-pointed Barrett.
The remaining three are four-barrels.
Fire simultaneously.
Locked by mental power, Tang San's specially made soul-breaking armor-piercing bullets were all aimed at their right eyes.
fire!
“Boom))))=>”
“Boom))))=>”
“Boom))))=>”
In the deafening roar.
No surprises.
The four people were directly shot in the head, their heads flying all over the sky, and the blood mist merged with the purple mist.
It emits a strange blue color.
The long-lost murderous aura came to him.
The death energy is also absorbed by the evil eye, and the life span increases by another 2000 years.
Came to 94017.
It will be 10 years soon!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Tang Lan sighed: "If the eight of you were shoulder to shoulder just now, I would really have a headache."
After all, spiritual power is difficult to operate, which means that the skills are also difficult to use.
As for the purest close combat, even the Immortal Seal cannot transform it.
Only Lingbo Weibu can barely function without internal support.