Chapter 1757 Cultural man(2/2)
Everyone loaded bullets.
Everyone was nervous, after all, this kind of scene was only seen in the movie.
This happened in the village next to Linshui City before, but in the past, it was not as large as that, and its combat effectiveness was only a little stronger than ordinary people, and it could not match the many crazy zombies in front of me.
The army of ghosts above fell down like dumplings.
Qinghe fought against three. After seeing this scene, he turned around and looked at Wang Lang.
"Black Dragon King..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Lang paid attention to Qinghe's meaning, "See a way to withdraw! But don't let these people hurt the people."
Everyone understands it.
The battle gradually became less intense than before.
I want to start retreating here.
The battle between Wang Qinghou and Tu Longsheng there was a dull sound.
The tornado condensed with leaves solidified in mid-air. You could vaguely see two figures inside.
Brush brush...
Just in that moment.
A tornado of leaves collapsed and fell from the sky with a thunderous thunder.
Two of them were revealed.
Wang Qinghou held the knife in his hand, and the tip of the dragon sword in his hand was just pressed against Longshu Sheng's chest, but after Longshu Sheng, there was an extra blood hole in his heart, which was bleeding.
The long sword in Tu Longsheng's hand was pressing against Wang Qinghou's heart, and the long sword penetrated half an inch into his chest.
However, there was no blood hole in Wang Qinghou's back heart.
Who is stronger and weaker can be seen at a glance.
The dragon slaying gave birth to a kite turned over and fell towards the distance.
He sneered, "Wang Qinghou, there will be a date later! I hope I will see you who are alive next time!"
Wang Qinghou reached out to touch the wound, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, looking at the dragon-slaying life away with a plain look.
"Corpsy is poisonous." Wang Qinghou said frankly.
Wang Lang suddenly shouted loudly.
"The wind is tight!"
The fat man couldn't wait to shout at the top of his throat, "Hurry!"
Both sides had no intention of fighting at this time.
When the four evil marshals saw that Tu Longsheng was seriously injured, they all wanted to retreat.
It just happened to take advantage of this opportunity to retreat.
Wang Lang ran at the end.
I thought both sides had retreated smoothly.
But the four sergeant marshals returned and killed a retaliation.
Qinghe Ruan Yuxi and Orchids turned around at the same time, but Qiongqi still took advantage of the loopholes and came towards Wang Lang.
Wang Qinghou in the distance shook his hand and threw it away.
The ferocious dragon sword in his hand drew a straight black line towards Wang Lang.
The 100-meter distance of the Dragon Sword came straight, rubbing Wang Lang's side face and finally pierced through Qiongqi's head behind Wang Lang.
Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief and drew his knife.
The remaining three of the four sergeant Marshals immediately packed up Qiongqi's body and retreated.
The gap in strength is really too obvious.
At such a long distance, one of the four marshals was killed instantly.
Tu Longsheng stood from a distance at the top of the tall building and looked down below.
"Wang Qinghou, today's hatred is irreconcilable. I will repay you in the future. I will definitely reach the top and dominate the world!" Shu Longsheng shouted loudly.
Wang Qinghou stood there, calmly looking up at the Dragon Saw above.
"Qifeng, Tao follows nature, and it is not advisable to act against the heavens. There will be punishment for the magnificent way of heaven."
"Hahaha, Wang Qinghou, you and I are of this level, but you still believe in something illusory as the way of heaven? If I reach the top, I will be the great way between heaven and earth!"
"The road is facing the sky, not underground." Wang Qinghou said calmly.
This undoubtedly hits the pain point of slaying dragons. Slaying dragons is like a mouse underground.
"Wang Qinghou, how are you different from me? Don't you live underground? Fifty steps and laugh a hundred steps." Tu Longsheng sneered.
There was a distance of hundreds of meters between the two people, but they said it very clearly and everyone could hear it very clearly.
Wang Qinghou glanced at Wang Lang.
"Help me scold him."
Wang Lang was stunned for a moment. Then he cleared his throat, but he didn't expect that Wang Qinghou would make such a request.
After all, this person is his own father. If his father asks his son to scold him, he can't help laughing. Whose father will look like this?
But Wang Lang still cleared his throat and did as he did.
In the past, he cursed people easily, but suddenly arranged such a task and Wang Lang didn't know how to curse him.
The fat man next to him was a little impatient, "Why, I'll do it?"
Wang Lang cleared his throat, organized some language, and pointed at Dragon Slaying Life, "Dragon Slaying Dog Thieves! You are in vain and you will be punished by God!"
Wang Lang was cursing, and was slapped in the head. When he turned around, he saw that it was Wang Qinghou who beat him.
"Don't use four-character words, pretend to be a cultural person, be more popular." Wang Qinghou reminded next to him.
Wang Lang didn't know what this was, but he still spoke. When he met such a father, he really didn't know whether it was a good or a bad thing.
"Old dragon-slaying dog, you still want to be the emperor, and be your dream of spring and autumn. You are really a wolf with bare ass, bold and shameless, and you are all light. Just like you, you are hanging your butt, shameless, you don't know how much you are? You are still an emperor, you are a wool emperor! If you don't urinate, you will be the emperor, you will be the emperor. Can you still urinate like this? If you can't urinate, I will urinate for you and help you take care of yourself?"
Tu Longsheng didn't say anything, but the turn of his head under his feet turned into a slag and fell, "The teeth and sharp mouths! The black dragon kings of all generations were really carved from the same mold."
"Then I scolded me, and I planted a seed of Qi in his body. When the blood flows backwards, my body will explode and die." Wang Qinghou said softly.
Wang Lang finally understood why he scolded Dragon Saosheng.
Clearing his throat, Wang Lang pointed at Dragon Slayer, "Slaying Dragon Slayer, I'll throw Leilou!"
Who knew that Wang Qinghou slapped the back of the head as soon as he finished scolding.
Wang Lang looked aggrieved, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!