stonecrandall Chapter 41 Magical Skill: Shooting the Head
Chapter 41 Magical Skill: Shooting the Head
Chapter 41 Magical Skill: Shooting Hundreds of Heads
As the afternoon approached, Mu Yan and Dong Li got dressed and walked towards the Hell Arena.
"Reaper! Reaper! Reaper!"
"Messenger of Death! Messenger of Death!"
This is exactly what people in the Killing City call Mu Yan and Dong Li. Since Dong Li has always been with Mu Yan and has great strength, the people in the Killing City call Dong Li the Messenger of Death.
A black figure and a blue figure walked on the street. People, big and small, made way for them, and stepped aside respectfully, expressing their prayers, just like fanatical believers.
Dongli's outfit today was different from the past, because today happened to be the last show, so Mu Yan changed her into a blue-themed outfit from the system, which made Dongli very happy.
"Today is the last one. I will demonstrate a magical skill to you. This can be used in conjunction with the Nine Styles of the Gun God. Watch carefully."
"Really? The Nine Styles of the Gun God are so powerful, but there are still others that can be used in conjunction with them?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
In this way, the two entered the hell arena amidst the fanatical shouts around them.
As soon as he entered the door, everyone's eyes gathered around him, looking at Mu Yan with awe and fear in their eyes.
Although Mu Yan is very handsome, he gives people a vague sense of intimacy, which is completely different from Mu Yan's extremely domineering methods, killing people without batting an eyelid.
Then the host shouted:
"Today is the last battle between the God of Death and the Messenger of Death. Let us cheer for them together, shall we? Let us cheer for the birth of a new God of Death!"
"Kill God! Kill God! Kill God!"
''grim Reaper!grim Reaper!grim Reaper! "
Fanatic voices kept ringing around, it was like a fan meeting, and the Hell Arena was filled with people.
"Then please invite our God of Death to come on stage first! Welcome his hundred games!"
"grim Reaper!"
Hearing this, Mu Yan slowly walked forward, jumped into the field, looked at the other nine people on the field, just glanced at them, and then stopped looking at them, just waiting for the game to start.
"Brothers, let's join forces. Once we kill the God of Death, his name will be ours."
"Then the name of the God of Death must belong to me. Look at your cowardice, does it suit you?"
"Shut up, everyone. Kill the God of Death first. We will tell you later who is the God of Death."
Before the game even started, several people on the field were already discussing countermeasures, completely forgetting that only one person could get out alive in the Hell Arena.
After Wei Wei felt it, the nine people in front of him were all Contra-level experts, and they were all people with 20 or 30 consecutive wins, and they were all somewhat famous.
"3! 2! 1! The game begins!"
As the host's voice fell, the nine people on the field immediately took action and surrounded Mu Yan. They all took out their weapons and summoned their martial spirits.
Mu Yan thought, and the space on his right hand was distorted. Then, powerful blood filled the air, and a bright red spear gradually appeared, emitting a frightening aura.
Suddenly, Mu Yan grabbed the spear and threw it towards one party, pointing directly at one of them.
"Shoot ninelives"
The next second, eight more spears suddenly appeared in the air, pointing directly at the hearts of several other people.
boom!The nine spears in the air shot out instantly, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. Before they had time to react, the heart was already hollow, leaving only a hole with blood flowing out of it.
Everyone has been shocked by Mu Yan's magical skills. Today, Mu Yan's fighting time exceeded the record again, not exceeding ten seconds!
When a spear appeared in the air, even the host was stunned for a moment. Many people had seen the power of the spear in Mu Yan's hand. Not only was it extremely sharp, but the blood and murderous intent emanating from it were as real as they were. Just one look at it will make people lose their minds.
It can be said that there was no one alive under that blood-red spear. That one spear was enough to shock many people, not to mention the shock of the sudden appearance of eight of the same spears.
The people around him sighed, took a breath, and even their breathing slowed down for a moment.
Although Dong Li was used to Mu Yan's powerful methods, the sudden appearance of nine god-killing spears still made Li Yue grin from ear to ear.
The host, who was still in a state of shock, moved his hand, then realized what he was doing, and immediately cheered:
"Congratulations! Our God of Death! Completed 100 consecutive victories in the Hell Arena! Let me cheer for the birth of the God of Death! Okay?"
"The God of Death! The God of Death! The God of Death! The God of Death!"
Hearing this, everyone recovered from the shock and shouted one after another, crazy and cheering for Mu Yan's name of the God of Death.
Mu Yan obviously didn't care about the crowd's cries. He walked straight down and came to Dong Li who still had her mouth open. He patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"How's it going? Did you lose your studies?"
Dongli subconsciously nodded his head dully, then came back to his senses and looked around, with stars in his eyes, and said:
"Wow! This move is so cool! Teach me quickly! Teach me quickly!"
Mu Yan gently stroked Dongli's head and said:
"Okay, okay, I'll teach you when I get out."
After finishing speaking, Dongli's eyes were filled with fighting spirit and he walked towards the stage. Unknowingly, his eyes had turned into red eyes, full of conquest.
"We have invited our messenger of death!"
Dong Li's figure flashed and appeared on the stage, with stars flashing in his hands, the Huanxing Divine Spear appeared!
"3! 2! 1! The game begins!"
As the host's voice fell, Dong Li held the Huanxing Divine Spear and made a charge, with the tip of the spear pointing straight ahead.
The goals of the other nine people were also very clear. They obviously planned to besiege Dongli. Their eyes were full of caution. They were also shocked by Mu Yan's shooting of Bai Zu just now. Since the person in front of them was the apostle of the God of Death, they all pulled out a paragraph. distance.
"How about we come together?"
One of them suggested:
"I think it's okay. Although this god of death is perverted, it's obviously impossible for his messenger to reach that level. Why don't we go together."
"on!"
Several people shouted in unison
boom!Dong Li suddenly used his strength and rushed towards the person in front of him with his gun, shouting loudly:
"Holy Judgment - Demonic Flash!"
Just when Dong Li was about to come into contact with that person, the person in front had already struck Dong Li with his knife, but the next scene immediately shocked everyone.
Dong Li's figure was seen passing directly through his body. Dong Li slid the tip of the gun in his hand, and the next second, the two overlapping figures separated.
The person who came into contact with Dongli instantly turned into blood mist. Just a second before turning into blood mist, he didn't know what happened.
He quickly turned around, drew a long blood-red mark with dots of starlight, and slashed at the three people who rushed up.
Seeing the red and blue gun light approaching, several people took out their weapons to block it, but how could a mere ant resist the light of the Huanxing Divine Gun?
The weapons in the hands of the three people were slashed with a long mark diagonally, and the weapons fell off one after another, but the gun light showed no intention of stopping and continued to roll over. They obviously underestimated Liyue and did not expect the power of this slash to be so great. , even the weapon in his hand couldn't resist it.
Blood marks gradually appeared on the necks of the three people. With expressions of disbelief on their faces, their heads were separated and covered with blood.
"Shura! Ning!"
Behind Dong Li, the blood flowed and gradually solidified, forming a blood-red armored warrior, holding a blood-red spear, with the same conquest in his eyes as Dong Li's.
Immediately afterwards, the blood-red figure behind Dong Li gradually separated and formed an independent individual. It was exactly the same as Dong Li, but with a blood-red tone and a blood-red spear in his hand.
This is exactly the content of Shura Dao, and it is also a sign of perfection in cultivation. Using one's own blood as a guide, one can form an individual with the same strength as oneself, but the blood consumed is different. The more powerful the level, the more blood consumed.
But for Dong Li, this is nothing. With the assistance of eternal divine blood, his own blood can be said to be inexhaustible and inexhaustible. With his own blood clone, his strength directly increases geometrically.
Hostess:
1: Gu Yuena
2: Qian Renxue
3: Bibi Dong
4: Zhu Zhuqing
5: Hu Liena
6: Wang Qiuer
7: Dongli
8: Dai Yuner
9: Yuanen Yehui
10: Tentative, you can continue to add more
(The author has the idea of writing Tang Wulin as a woman. What do you think?)
The author has never played Genshin Impact, and Liyue was what I thought of before, so this Liyue is not that Liyue, so I will change the name, Liyue to Dongli. If you have any good names, you can also give them to me. Suggestions.
As well as the division of the Nine Styles of the Gun God, some of its skills are not divided according to power, but according to practicality, additional source familiarity, etc.
Therefore, Dark Moon-Xiao Shiji is more powerful than Holy Judgment-Demon Spirit Flash to a certain extent, but the latter is more practical.
Of course, if someone likes Liyue, they can just treat her as Liyue.
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