485 Nestling Project
Li Fan's left hand grabbed the face of a grim-faced man, and the tiger claws activated, crushing his mask and then his head.
The grim-faced man on the other side pulled out a small sword and stabbed Li Fan in the ribs!
As expected, he is a master at the highest level, especially an assassin, and his sword skills are very powerful. But Li Fan just groaned, and the silver needle stuck in his right arm immediately flew out and nailed the grimace man between his eyebrows.
The grimace man fell to the ground and died, and neither of them escaped alive from Li Fan's hands.
Li Fan has always been friendly to international friends, but since he is here to cause destruction, he will not be polite.
"You steal my head."
Murong Ying complained unhappily.
"I'll wipe it, Miss, do you have to collect the head yourself?"
"Hmph, in the past lol days, you also liked to steal my head."
Murong Ying even recalled the past, "In reality, you want to rob me too! Such a competitive man!"
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Li Fan suddenly didn't know how to defend himself, and Murong Ying had already taken care of the remaining men with grimaces.
Lao Mo's lips trembled when he saw that the twelve dead warrior killers he had trained so hard had already passed away in the blink of an eye.
"No, it's impossible..."
Lao Mo couldn't believe his eyes. He stared at Murong Ying and asked, "You, who are you?"
"The leader of the martial arts alliance, Murong Ying."
Murong Ying directly reported her name. She stretched out two fingers and pointed at Lao Mo opposite, "I can't pretend that I didn't hear what you just said."
"impossible!"
Old Mo didn't believe it, "How could the leader of the martial arts alliance be a little girl like you!"
"Are you looking down on my age or my gender?"
Murong Ying raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Little girl! Stop bragging and suffer death!"
As Lao Mo said, another figure suddenly flew out from behind.
This figure was very ghostly, like a phantom, and it was in front of Murong Ying in the blink of an eye.
This figure had no hands, and there were two long swords at the end of the palms, and they slashed at Murong Ying!
His speed was so fast that even Murong Ying didn't have time to see clearly. But for Murong Ying, she didn't need to see clearly.
Only the lowest martial artist needs to see with their eyes.
Murong Ying flicked her two fingers and the two swords flew away. At the same time, Murong Ying raised her foot and kicked the figure.
"boom!"
The guy flew out, but as Lao Mo pulled with his hands, he stabilized in the air.
The light shone on him, and Murong Ying saw clearly that he was not a human being, but a puppet dressed up.
This puppet seems to be made in the shape of a woman, and there is something like a sponge between its legs.
"I wipe..."
Li Fan saw clearly from below, "This old boss used his inflatable doll as a weapon!"
"Jiejiejie... your death has come!"
After being panicked for a while, Lao Mo seemed to be a little excited again.
"You are the leader of the martial arts alliance, which is just right. If we kill you, our fledgling plan will be one step closer to its goal!"
Lao Mo was so happy that his hands seemed to be wrapped with many transparent silk threads.
Stitching
This thought passed through Li Fan's mind!
He shook his hands and more threads flew out. The twelve killed men with grimaces stood up awkwardly once again, carrying a very strange aura.
"Sewing corpses? Isn't this a lost magic sect skill?"
Murong Ying also recognized this skill.
"Jie Jie Jie... That's right, you admitted it right. I didn't stay here in vain..."
Lao Mo said, controlling the twelve grimace men and the multifunctional dolls he made, and rushed towards Murong Ying.
"Amitabha... Does the leader need help?"
Bodhi asked with some concern, but Li Fan patted him on the shoulder.
"Man, the ones who steal people's heads are dogs."
"Forehead?"
Bodhi obviously didn't understand, but Murong Ying had already taken action again!
After all, it was Alliance Leader Murong. She still stepped on the railing, then opened her hands, and pieces of cherry blossom petals flew out from her palms.
Turn fiction into reality!
"Nani..."
Lao Mo was dumbfounded. This legendary martial arts realm was actually used by someone today
Or a little girl doll
These cherry blossom petals directly penetrated the bodies of those grim-faced men, tearing them to pieces in the air. At the same time, they also cut the threads through which Lao Mo controlled his puppets.
"Damn..."
Lao Mo could no longer sit still, and the disgusting smile on his face was gone.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Murong Ying looked down at Old Mo who was sitting in a wheelchair.
"Damn...how can you be so strong!"
Lao Mo's expression was slightly dull, "Could it be that China's martial arts... have surpassed this much... No, since you are the leader of the martial arts alliance, you must be the strongest in China!"
"Sorry, I also want to be the strongest in China."
Murong Ying shrugged her shoulders, "It's a pity that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. There are too many people in China who are stronger than me."
"This is absolutely impossible..."
Lao Mo didn't believe Murong Ying's words at all, and his eyes suddenly fell on Li Fan.
"That man is your man... I want to see if you have the guts to kill your own man!"
As Lao Mo said, another invisible thread suddenly popped out, instantly restraining Li Fan.
"Huh?"
Li Fan was a little surprised when he looked at his hands that were not obeying his instructions.
"Hahaha! You are my doll now!"
"Oh, how can this be done?"
Seeing Lao Mo's triumphant smile, Li Fan immediately curled up his lips, "I want to be your doll, it's so disgusting!"
"It's not up to you!"
Lao Mo said arrogantly, "My corpse sewing skills are unparalleled in the world! No matter how strong a master you are, if you fall victim to this trick, you must obey my orders!"
With that said, Lao Mo controlled Li Fan and asked him to jump up, perform Qinggong, and landed on the second floor, standing in front of his fiancée.
"That's fine."
Murong Ying didn't care, "I'll chop off your head first, and then I'll chop off this old man from the island nation."
"Here, calm down! I'm your fiancé!"
Li Fan broke into a cold sweat, but Lao Mo laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, stupid Chinese people, just kill each other!"
With that said, he controlled Li Fan and asked Li Fan to attack Murong Ying!
But Lao Mo urged the thread, but Li Fan didn't move at all.
"Nani?"
Lao Mo was very surprised. His corpse-stitching technique had failed
How can this be!
"Old man, have you had enough fun?"
Li Fan lowered his voice and seemed a little unhappy, "Is it my turn?"