The Domestic Hero

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Wang Yan can clearly hear the crisp "snap" in his ears, and the "protective jade wearer" that once blocked many attacks for himself burst.

He didn't have enough time for his heartache, and the impact shocked him to fly backwards a bit faster, passing by seven or eight meters, hitting his back heavily against a large tree, and the leaves spattered to the ground.

Wang Yan fell against the tree on the back, fell on the bottom of the tree with a butt, and a trace of blood spilled from his throat.

Just this moment, it is really a line of life. If Wang Yan's reaction and decision were a bit slower, he must have been killed on the spot.

Golden armored corpse, A-level monster! It's terrible.

Wang Yan's heart was trembling, and he wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth and the leaves on his head. With a wave of his hand, a heavy hammer appeared out of thin air. The thick icy hammer handle and the heavy hand weighing 300 kilograms gave him a sense of security in his heart. Staring at the Golden Armored Corpse, the seventeen or eight meters away, the Golden Armored Corps will also fall to the ground.

There was a depression in the left chest of his gold armor. The depleted uranium armor piercing bullet penetrated its armor and penetrated into his body. Ten centimeters long warhead, a small piece of tail is still stuck on the golden armor.

In this situation, Wang Yan felt numb for a while. I am fully satisfied that even if the depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile fired by the super-sniper is able to wear the impenetrable gold armor body, it can at least cause him not low damage. But now this situation is obviously that he overestimated the power of super sniper.

"Boy, this seat hasn't been injured for decades." Jin Jia's body pressed his hand against his chest, and the armor-piercing warhead was pulled out by an invisible force, and finally fell into his palm, and was cold to Wang Yan. He grinned coldly, "Look at your young age, but your strength is not third-rate. Various means and magical equipments are emerging."

Wang Yan's heart was slightly relaxed, and he was willing to talk and communicate, maybe he had room to turn around, and hurriedly politely said: "Wang Yan, the East China Branch of the State Administration of African Affairs, has met Senior Jin." In the past year, he has also made many contributions to the country and the people.

"If you don't see that you are a member of the National African Affairs Bureau, do you think you can still stand and talk?" Jin Jia corpse will sneer and raise his hand. The armor-piercing warhead in his palm exploded and hit the tree behind Wang Yan. "Slap!" Embracing the thick tree pole, a large transparent hole was drilled into the head, and the broken wood exploded around.

Wang Yan's heart was cold, and his scalp was a little numb. The strength of the A-class strong was really terrible. Between level C and level B, there is a huge gap. But the gap between level B and level A seems to be greater. His baby super-sniper and special bombs are still quite deterrent to the B-class powerhouse. But in the face of such a terrible A-class strongman, it is weakly like a toy slingshot in the hands of a child.

"This seat doesn't matter what crime the corpse boy has committed. He now holds the 'Xuan Corpus Relic', which is the acting suzerain of my Xuan Corpse Sect." Jin Jia Zhe warned seriously, "The SAFE wants to catch him, You must pass this first ... "

Only half of what he said, his face suddenly changed. Turned into a golden light and galloped away. Within a few seconds, a roar of corpses shook the whole corpse valley shivering faintly.

Wang Yan only felt that his body was soaked with sweat, wet all over, and his legs were a little soft. The gap in strength is too large, and the feeling of powerlessness is like a child facing a healthy adult.

"Squeak ~" The little white ferret, with tender white hair, flew into Wang Yan's arms like lightning, and his voice squeaked anxiously. It seems to be blaming Wang Yan for why he dropped it at the critical moment.

Wang Yan hugged the little ferret and whispered palely: "Depending on the situation, it should be Sister An Ge's hands, hope she succeeds. Otherwise, we will be in trouble this time." All the way back.

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Xuan Zong Zongzong archway downstairs.

The dark sky continued to cover a radius of tens of meters.

Without reaching for five fingers, Shennian's detection in the dark sky was greatly restricted. The corpse boy was abnormally rushing from left to right, but he couldn't rush out of the realm of the dark sky, and he couldn't get rid of the Wuya Ange like a maggot.

Compared to the dark assassins such as Uya Ange, the corpse boy is not good at fighting, and can only resist by the verdant green flames that haunt him. In just ten seconds or so, he has suffered from life and death several times, bleeding on the childlike body, wounds everywhere.

If it weren't for his good strength, if it was not for him that he had rich fighting experience, how many times he had already died in the face of the endlessly violent killings of Uya Ange.

A dark scorpion tail fell silently over the corpse boy's head, and the sharp and cold needles showed no traces in the darkness.

On the occasion of a sudden attack, the corpse boy passed through a thrilling crisis and fell back to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The scorpion tail pierced into the bluestone ground with lightning, and the gravel exploded.

Through the faint green light of Ming Yan, the corpse boy looked trembling between his legs, and the dark, thick scorpion tail deeply inserted into the ground, his body was soaked. It ’s almost like that, almost Tintin is gone. Despite his childlike physique, Tintin is of little use. But that means something different ...

Hiss ~~

A cold light stabbed the heart of the corpse boy like a meteor in the dark sky. When the dagger ripped through the air, it made a grunting hiss like a viper.

Wearing a tight black leather jacket, the sculpted Wuya Ange appeared in front of him in a dim light. Her eyes were slightly scarlet, and there was a fierce charm in the corners of her mouth.

"It's over!" The corpse boy felt the horror danger, and his heart was stunned and full of anger. "I didn't expect my corpse boy to be miserable all his life, so I finally got the 'Xuan corpse relic', just about to show his grand plans, but he died in a In the hands of women. Not reconciled, really unreconciled. "

It is now.

"Ao ~"

A domineering roar of corpses rang through the valley. Shocked the roof of the building, trembling. An ancient martial arts mantled with golden armor and holding a Zhang Er golden spear will descend from the sky.

He had a golden gun, and a ray of golden light penetrated into the thick dark sky like lightning, aiming directly at the snake-like dagger.

"clang!"

A gold-iron symphony sounded.

The tremendous impact caused Wuya Ange to step back and forth seven or eight steps. She took off her dagger and flew out, twirling in the air, "doo" into the arch of the arch.

"Indiscriminately!" In a roar like Hong Zhong, the golden armor of the corpse landed beside her imposingly, and his feet burst on the bluestone floor.

He punched her belly with a punch.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Wu Ya'an song flew out a dozen meters with his body, and his back hit the wall of the Xuan zongzong building group, and the blue brick wall fell and fell.

The original dark darkness was broken, and the smoke disappeared in an instant. The corpse boy retrieved his life and glanced left and right, his frightened expression gradually turned into a rampant color, "Ha ha ha, Uncle Jin is just back, this smelly ~ **** ~ son is dead!"

Jin Jia's body will put up his fist and glance at him coldly.

"Cough cough!" Wuya Ange struggled with his belly, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, like gold paper. The look is sad, staring at the corpse boy far away.

Just one step away, you can take the life of the murderous demon and revenge Sun Shu.

She was unwilling, and her heart was burning with anger. The steps faltered, but stepped forward step by step firmly and incomparably. A drop of blood fell on the ancient ground at the door of Xuanzong Zongzong, splashing with striking blood flowers.

"Stop!" Jin Jia corpse will drink angrily, "The punch just now in this seat has been merciful. You dare to take the first half step, this seat is determined to kill."

Wuya Ange turned a deaf ear to his words, hiding his dagger behind Liu Liu's back, his eyes only staring at the dead boy, and moved his feet forward one inch.

This is the real murderer who brutally killed Sun Shu. He was just one step away from his own eyes, and only one step could kill him. Damn it, it's terrible!

"This seat makes you stand still, haven't you heard?" Jin Jia corpse was annoyed, and he was holding up his two golden guns, Jin Mang, fluctuating, trying to shoot.

"Uncle Jin, his hands, his hands are merciful." The corpses ran staggering forward, blocking the front of Uya Ange, and begged with a trembling voice, "She is a colleague of China's non-bureau, if Uncle Jin kills She. I ’m afraid that the mysterious corpse will be included in the list of treason, and will disappear from now on. "

In a short period of time, the Corpse Dao seemed to have exhausted all the spirits and spirits, his face was pale, his gray hair was gray, and his eyes were dull and unrecognizable.

Jin Jia's body will hesitate for a moment, and he will take it home.

"Treason? Jackie ~" The corpse boy shook his shoulders and laughed wildly. "Sister brother, brother, you are so naive. This sect master has killed Sun Shu, the warlord of the National African Affairs Bureau, and committed the great sin of China. You I thought that the style of the State Administration of African Affairs would let go of this suzerain. If so, what's the difference between killing one more person and killing one less? "

"You ..." The corpse prince said with embarrassment and anguish, "Brother, you want to be a suzerain, I have no opinion. But if you do this, you will put my sect in a land of nowhere."

"Isn't there any more?" The corpse boy smiled sullenly, full of mad and confident expression, "I'm afraid not! The Sect Master has spent 70 years abroad, and he has left a certain foundation for a long time. Carry forward overseas and inherit forever! What can the National African Bureau and the National African Bureau do? The world is so big that it is not their turn to cover the sky. "

"Brother, are you crazy?" The deceased corpse's old expression is dull and unsteady, blocking Uya Ange in death and sorrow and angrily screaming, "Our generations of corpses are rooted in China and belong to China. One part. How can you do this! "

"Why can't it? How much credit did the mysterious corpse sect make for the Chinese nation, and in the end I got a brand of 'National Cultural Relics Protection Unit'." "Brother, look at what you just reminded me of the sneak attack. Brother Fool gives you another chance. You killed this chick, set up a name, and followed me to create the future together. Otherwise, you will share it with this chick. Go to Huangquan. "

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