Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

Dead man?

Feeling the different atmosphere, the group of zombies in the disaster movie flashed in Lin Qin's mind. They also had the same demeanor, their eyes were dull, and they regarded death as home.

"Hohohoho-"

There were a lot of noises, the dozen or so disciples of the Qianjin Sect changed their positions, this time they formed a formation with wings encircling them, the intention was to double-team and strangle the opponent.

At this moment, Lin Qin's feet burst into silver light, and he bowed and ejected. Like a sharp arrow, he shot straight into the winged formation.

Preemptive strike!

Seeing that Lin Qin had changed his strategy, the disciples of the Qianjin sect in the battle formation did not stop at all, and continued to attack like a bunch of puppets.

After entering the battle formation, Lin Qin's horsepower was fully activated, and the attacks of these disciples who had turned into dead soldiers changed from the tactical cooperation just now to simple and rough bombardment.

Everyone was punching and kicking, without any rules at all. Basically, after one disciple finished beating, the disciples followed immediately.

Jumping up and down, kicking with fists and legs, the attacks were overwhelming in an instant, like rain hitting plantains, and they bombarded Lin Qin densely.

However, Lin Qin's expression is calm, and he can dodge freely. With the help of his body skills, he can always find a gap in the attack and complete the dodge.

"His uncle!"

"Fuck him!"

All the attacks failed, making the disciples of the Qianjin Sect in the battle very aggrieved and uncomfortable. The disciple who had stirred up his emotions just now roared and shouted again.

But just as he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of him.

He was shaken all over, his pupils dilated suddenly, before he had time to react, a hand knife slashed from Tianling Gai hit his forehead with a "bang".

A muffled sound came out, his head exploded, the whites of his eyes turned out, and he passed away on the spot.

After succeeding, Lin Qin immediately retreated a few feet back like a vigorous monkey, without giving them any chance to seize the opening.

Seeing that Lin Qin was so cunning, the two-wing battle formation remained unmoved, and carried out the original plan, encircling it from the left and right sides, intending to catch the turtle in the urn at the end.

"It seems that the rumors are true. In the entire Yuebei region, in terms of the world of warriors, this Qianjin sect ranks first."

Lin Qin looked at the Qianjin sect's disciples who hadn't been thrown into disarray by the death of a fellow sect, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

You must know that these disciples are only relatively ordinary identities in the sect, and their executive power can be so firm. A glimpse of the leopard reflects the horror of the entire Qianjin sect to a certain extent.

It seems that the revenge from the Qianjinmen will be the real test. Lin Qin's eyes sank, and he planned to make a quick decision.

He needs to spare enough time to sort out the information from the beginning to the end to find out the relevant information of the warrior world before making preparations for the next step.

A ray of tenacious light flowed in his eyes, Lin Qin's whole aura became awe-inspiring, his cheeks glowed, making people look like a god.

"boom--"

The air suddenly exploded and vibrated, and Lin Qin moved out again.

Compared with the dodging and dodging just now, Lin Qin drove straight in this time. Every time he took a step, the surrounding air rippled away, and the force of a thousand equals caused the trees in the distance to sway.

"Everyone, it's time to say goodbye!"

Looking at the disciples of Qianjin Sect in the double-wing battle formation, Lin Qin smiled, as if a bull-headed horse-faced man from Jiuyou Hell was issuing a final death notice to them.

At the moment when the voice fell, Lin Qin had already rushed into the double-winged battle formation, with Tianlei in his left hand and Fire Lion in his right, directly confronting the folded wings in the posture of hitting Huanglong directly.

"Boom bang bang..."

As soon as the two-wing battle formation closed, Lin Qin was immediately surrounded, and more than a dozen disciples of the Qianjin Sect launched an attack at the same time.

For the fist-swinging disciple who was rushing forward, Lin Qin kicked his arm straight up and blocked the attack. Lin Qin followed up with Lei Chuan and blasted the disciple's chest, knocking him flying several times ten feet away.

At this time, there was a surprise attack from behind, Lin Qin squatted down calmly, and let his fist slam out from the top of his head. Before the attacker could react, he made a heart attack, and the Fire Lion Fist directly pierced through the area. Huo's body was immediately pulled out with flesh and blood, and another one fell to the ground with a crash.

After killing two people in a row, these Qianjin sect disciples who were like dead soldiers just now finally showed some abnormal emotions on their faces.

Hesitation, and some fear.

No matter how baptized the mind is, how firm the will is?In the face of death, human instinct is to naturally produce terror.

Seeing this, the corner of Lin Qin's mouth curled into an arc, he was about to start harvesting!

Three inches below the navel, the dantian is shining brightly at this time, and all the stored aura is pouring out, and is dispatched to the surface of the body in a unified manner.

The copper light shone, and at this time, Lin Qin was alive with a bronze man who had just been soaked in the furnace. This was an upgrade based on the iron cloth shirt secret technique he stole from the warriors in the southern district.

To say that before it was just a piece of iron armor covering the upper body, the upgraded version has been completely reborn, covering from the head to the soles of the feet, every inch of copper light is invulnerable.

Like a heavy tank, Lin Qin unscrupulously charged into the battle formation of Qianjinmen's disciples.

"Dangdang-"

Among them, several disciples of the Qianjin Sect who were holding weapons slashed at Lin Qin, but found that the enemy was unharmed.

The moment of hesitation was the opportunity for Lin Qin to fight back.

The flames and thunder flashed, and Lin Qin suddenly looked like a ghost. A series of afterimages remained in the air. He raised the knife and fell, killing every disciple of the Qianjin Sect with one blow.

When his afterimage returned to the original place, like a sharp sword sheathing, the disciples of the Qianjin Sect who were touched by the afterimage just now fell to the ground one by one.

A gust of mountain wind blew past, blowing away the bloody smell that was lingering around. Lin Qin stood in the wind, making his clothes rustle. Looking from the outside, he looked a bit of a hero, full of joy and enmity, and a soul-stirring feeling. .

"Damn... how dare you kill all the people I brought with you."

At this moment, Xie Tianba, who had been knocked unconscious just now, woke up, opened his eyes and saw that all the corpses of the disciples of the Qianjin Sect were lying on the ground. Qin, roared through gritted teeth.

"Good...good...good!"

Xie Tianba said three good words in a row, his eyes suddenly showed a frenzied light, he laughed maniacally,
"Even if I die today, I will take you to pay for the funeral together!"

"Blood Vein Technique! Gate of Death!"

Xie Tianba suddenly raised his hand, the palm of his hand burst into blood, and then he slapped his own sky cap.

"laugh--"

The blood from the seven orifices sneered.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his face bulged, and he saw bloody rays of light like silk threads creeping up his entire cheeks, and finally gathered into a certain pattern, like an ancient totem, desolate and magnificent.

"Haha, I have activated all my qi and blood, and now my strength has broken through to the third level of warrior, let's see how arrogant you can be."

Xie Tianba, who was covered in blood, laughed wildly.