Chapter 109 The Demon Girl's Prestige (First Order)

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In the wind of Wang Yan's fierce fist, he roared with vigor. The petals were twisted into countless pieces, spinning around his arm in a whirlpool. With such a heavy punch, he believed that even if the opponent was a cow, he would be knocked to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the wind of the fist directly penetrated Shen Mengting's swollen chest, wrapped in petal debris. Her "miaoman delicate body" rippled like water ripples.

"No, it's a phantom!" Wang Yan punched in the air, the force was wrong, and the blood surged in his chest. Before he had time to adjust his posture, he felt a biting chill hit the back of his head and neck.

Hurriedly rolling forward, there was a "hissing", and Wang Yan's shirt on the back of his neck was torn a few big holes, and there were a few bloodstains on his bare skin.

Several petals split open one after another. Scattered and scattered, the incision is smooth as silk.

"It's so fast." Wang Yan flipped five or six meters away in a somersault with his scalp numb. Before he could stand still, Shen Mengting, who was wearing a beautiful ancient costume, was chasing after him, and an afterimage appeared in such a fast speed. Her expression was as cold as ice, and there were two traces of scarlet and coldness in her eyes. On the slender pale jade fingers, there are sharp and sharp claws.

This is completely different from her previous gentle, dignified, and smiling ladylike feeling.

"Drink!" Wang Yan didn't retreat or evade, a clever and ineffective whip kick swept away, the air was torn apart, and the momentum sank. His explosive power is very powerful, and he doesn't need all kinds of fancy tactics at all.

"Snapped!"

Shen Mengting didn't dare to fight recklessly, she crossed her hands for a block, and the huge sweeping force made her fly five or six meters horizontally. She propped herself up on the ground with one hand, and took advantage of the momentum to jump into the air.

"Hiss!"

Two slits were torn on the shoulder blades of the beautiful dress, and a pair of blood-colored wings stretched out in the air as if they had been born out of thin air.

"Wow!" The blood-colored wings, with a wingspan of more than three meters, floated her in mid-air with a light slap. Each feather of the pair of wings is blood red, and the circle around the edge is a deep dark gold color, with a gorgeous texture.

At this moment, Shen Mengting's eyes were red. Symmetrical red patterns appeared on the pretty face, and the lips were coquettish and scarlet, which was both beautiful and full of evil charm.

She lightly licked the blood on her nails and claws, her blood-colored eyes showed excitement, and she said in a low voice, "Wang Yan, I will give you another chance. If you surrender obediently, I will guarantee your life."

I don't know if it's because of her original shape, but even the tone of her voice has changed. There is a touch of charm in the deep magnetism.

"Hey!" Wang Yan sighed softly, "Mr. Shen, how could you transform into a blood angel if you are a billionaire? In fact, even if you transform into a blood angel. As long as you abide by the law, you You can also get a stable and comfortable life. Why do you have to come to this point?"

This tattered ancient scholar's clothes really hindered his movement. It was torn off by Wang Yan in two or three strokes, leaving only a pair of swimming trunks, revealing a strong and sturdy body, yet streamlined and muscular.

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"What's happening here?"

Until then, Thomas and the others came back to their senses and looked at the scene before them in surprise. Shouldn't there be an ambiguous kiss scene? Why did the style of painting change suddenly, and they started fighting for no reason?

And this fight is not a fight in the ordinary sense. The style of painting is very magical, with big red wings with dark golden edges...

There's even a stripping scene?

What the hell is going on!

"Big director!" Zhao Qingtian said in amazement, "Has our Hollywood special effects developed to such an advanced level? It's all on-set special effects, panoramic special effects?"

"Director, director, what should I do?" The assistant director, lighting engineer, and cameraman were confused.

"Shoot, keep shooting!" Thomas came to his senses and said with his eyes bright, "Camera No. 7, move forward slowly. Camera No. 5, take a close-up of the evil and beautiful tattoo on Shen Mengting's face. Camera No. 1 A close-up of Wang Yan's biceps, abdominal muscles, waistline, buttocks..."

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"You won't understand my affairs." Shen Mengting swept her eyes around Wang Yan, as if shy, subconsciously moved her eyes away, "If you don't surrender, I can only kill you .”

"Okay then, I surrender." Wang Yan slowly raised his hand with a "slumped" face. Suddenly, he wiped lightly on his left wrist. A giant sniper rifle with a length of 3.73 meters appeared in his hands out of thin air.

This is an extremely huge sniper rifle, with a weight of more than one hundred kilograms, it is enough to crush most snipers.

Wang Yan quickly pulled the bolt of the gun without hesitation, click~

"boom!"

Deafening gunshots rang out.

Because he didn't have time to hold his shoulder to aim well before shooting, under the huge recoil, the butt of the gun hit Wang Yan's shoulder heavily.

The shock made him step back a few steps, and the gun butt hit his shoulder blades with severe pain, almost spurting blood. Fortunately, Wang Yan's physique is far from that of ordinary people! But even if he got hurt because of it, he felt it was worth it.

Although hastily fired. But at this close range, there is no reason for him to miss. There is no reason for Shen Mengting to avoid it. As the saying goes, soldiers are never tired of deceit, and he is not used to showing pity to the enemy in battles that are a matter of life and death!

What's more, Shen Mengting, the leader of the blood angel, is the target of a B-level evaluation, and she may not be her opponent in a direct confrontation.

It's a pity that Wang Yan's mood hadn't had time to lift up before the change happened. At the same time as the gunshot, a jade pendant on Shen Mengting's neck fluctuated with energy.

A golden light flashed on her body in an instant, and the golden light condensed into a semicircular shield like a substance, firmly protecting Shen Mengting in it.

The warhead, like a small cannonball, spun violently and hit the golden shield.

Bang~ There was a loud noise, and the golden shield broke into countless pieces, turning into a little bit of nothingness. And Shen Mengting also received a huge impact and flew backward more than ten meters.

"Slap!"

The warhead weighing one or two kilograms had already been twisted into a ball, and fell on the road paved with blue stones on the lake embankment. Obviously, this bullet did not cause substantial damage to Shen Mengting.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Wang Yan's forehead. Are you kidding me? What kind of shield is that! ? Can it block super sniper bullets at close range?

This is a bullet worth 50,000 yuan, which can penetrate even armored vehicles!

Fortunately, Wang Yan was always extremely rational during the battle. The shock in my heart was the shock, but I immediately raised the sniper rifle again, ready to aim at Shen Mengting who was still rolling in the air twenty meters away.

There were still two bullets in the gun, and she could stop one. I don't believe she can block two or three. I'm afraid she won't be her opponent in a head-on confrontation, so I can only rely on super sniper!

"Whew~" Suddenly, a subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind Wang Yan, and he hurriedly rolled to avoid it.

"Hiss~" A bloody arrow about a foot long brushed past his waistline. It hit the bluestone road and penetrated.

"Zizi!" Corroded green smoke rose from the large bluestone.

Wang Yan's waist was wiped with a bloodstain, but he felt no pain, and the blood flowed out in pools. At the same time, a feeling of numbness in the bone marrow quickly spread to the whole body.

The rapid secretion of dopamine filled Wang Yan's whole body with excitement, softness, and lazily comfortable feeling. Just when he was about to stand up straight, he staggered slightly and almost fell.

"Hee hee! Handsome man, you have been hit by my bloodthirsty arrow, so just lie down obediently." Zeng Ling's seductive voice sounded from behind, "Its toxin will not only kill your platelets, but also prevent the wound from stopping bleeding .While your blood is flowing continuously. Let you die slowly and willingly in happiness."

"Damn it, I was too careless, I forgot about Zeng Ling." Wang Yan cursed in a low voice, feeling his whole body was numb and unable to exert any strength.

"Hee hee, you should be paralyzed by now, can't you move? Come on, let me enjoy your blood obediently, and I will take pity on you. Expert Wang!"

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"Good, such a wonderful self-playing plot." Thomas' eyes were red with excitement, "I like this innovative twist, No. 3, what are you idiots doing at No. 3? Go a little further, Take a close-up of Ms. Zeng's face! Huh? Fangs? Sigh~ Who did the special effects makeup? It's evil enough, I like it. Bonus for hair back!"

Zeng Ling's face flushed with excitement, and he opened his sharp fangs to bite Wang Yan's neck.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan's extremely weak eyes flashed suddenly, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab Zeng Ling's neck, and the red flames blazed up, engulfing her in an instant.

Zeng Ling, whose throat was choked, couldn't even scream, and his hair and clothes were burned instantly. The severe pain made her struggle desperately. The claws left a few bloodstains on Wang Yan's arm.

"I'll tell you a truth, you will definitely need it in your next life." Wang Yan suppressed the feeling of vomiting, and said in a low voice, "Stop watching some stupid TV shows, those bloody plots killed you. For the enemy, you must Kill as soon as possible!"

"Crack!"

Zeng Ling, who was burning with flames, became motionless in just a few seconds, especially the neck was burned to pieces. The originally beautiful and sexy face has been burned hideously and ugly.

The still burning head rolled down the embankment along the bluestone road.

Such a brutal and frightening scene made the fat photographer in camera No. 3, who took a close-up of Zeng Ling's face, back away in fright, and fell to the ground with a pale face, almost pissing in fear.

God, I have never seen such a realistic and filmable scene.

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