485 The Hatchling Project

485 The Hatchling Project

Li Fan's left hand grabbed the face of a man with a grimace, and the tiger's claws were activated, directly crushing his mask, followed by his head.

And the grimace man on the other side pulled out a small Taidao, and stabbed Li Fan in the ribs!

Sure enough, they are masters at the pinnacle level, especially assassins, whose sword skills are very powerful. But Li Fan just groaned, and the silver needle stuck in his right arm flew out immediately, and nailed it between the eyebrows of the grimacing man.

The grimace man fell to the ground and died, and neither of the two escaped from Li Fan's hands alive.

Li Fan has always been friendly to international friends, but since he is here to sabotage, he will not be polite.

"You stole my head."

Murong Ying complained unhappily.

"Fuck me, miss, do you have to collect the head yourself?"

"Hmph, you used to like to grab my head in lol."

Murong Ying even recalled the past, "In reality, you have to grab it too! A competitive man!"

"..."

Li Fan suddenly didn't know how to defend himself, and Murong Ying had already taken care of the rest of the grimacing men.

Seeing that the twelve deadly killers he had cultivated so hard had returned to the west in the blink of an eye, Lao Mo's lips trembled.

"No, it's impossible..."

Old Mo couldn't believe his eyes, he stared at Murong Ying, and asked, "You, who are you?"

"The leader of the martial arts, Murong Ying."

Murong Ying directly reported her name, and she stretched out two fingers, pointing at Lao Mo opposite, "I can't pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now."

"impossible!"

Lao Mo couldn't believe it, "The leader of the martial arts, how could it be a little girl like you!"

"Are you looking down on my age, or my gender?"

Murong Ying raised her eyebrows lightly.

"Little girl! Stop bragging, die!"

As Lao Mo said, another figure suddenly flew out from behind.

This figure is very ghostly, like a phantom, it has arrived in front of Murong Ying in the blink of an eye.

This figure has no hands, and the ends of the palms are two long swords, and they slashed towards Murong Ying!

His speed was so fast that even Murong Ying didn't have time to see clearly. But for Murong Ying, she doesn't need to see clearly at all.

Only the most inferior fighters need to see with their eyes.

With a flick of two fingers, Murong Ying sent the two swords flying. At the same time, Murong Ying lifted her foot and kicked on the figure.

"boom!"

This guy flew out, but as Lao Mo pulled his hands, he stabilized in the air again.

When the light hit him, Murong Ying realized 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 a sponge-like thing between its legs.

"I wipe..."

Li Fan saw clearly from below, "This old boss used his inflatable doll as a weapon!"

"Jie jie jie... your time of death has arrived!"

After being panicked for a while, Lao Mo seemed to be a little excited again.

"You are the leader of the martial arts, that's just right. If you kill you, our chick plan will be one step closer to the goal!"

Lao Mo was so happy that there seemed to be many transparent silk threads wrapped around his hands.

Stitching?

This thought floated through Li Fan's mind!

He flicked his hands, and more silk threads flew out. The twelve men with grimaces who were killed stood up again awkwardly, with a very strange aura.

"Sewing corpses? Isn't this the lost magic kung fu?"

Murong Ying also recognized this skill.

"Jie Jiejie... Yes, you are right. I didn't stay here for nothing..."

As Lao Mo said, he controlled the twelve men with grimaces and the multifunctional doll he made, and rushed towards Murong Ying together.

"Amitabha...does the lord need help?"

Bodhi asked with some concern, but Li Fan patted him on the shoulder.

"Dude, it's dogs who steal people's heads."

"Forehead?"

Bodhi obviously didn't understand, and Murong Ying had already made another move!

In the end it was leader Murong, she still stepped on the railing, and then opened her hands, and from her palms, pieces of cherry blossom petals flew out.

Turn fiction into reality!

"Nani..."

Lao Mo was dumbfounded, this legendary realm of martial arts was actually used by someone today?

Or a little girl doll?

These cherry blossom petals directly penetrated the bodies of those ghost-faced men, tearing them apart in the air, and at the same time cut off the thread that Lao Mo used to control his puppets.

"Damn..."

Lao Mo couldn't sit still anymore, and the disgusting smiles on his face just now disappeared.

"What's the matter, are you unhappy?"

Murong Ying looked down at this old Mo who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Damn... how can you be so strong!"

Lao Mo's expression was a little dull, "Could it be that Huaxia's martial arts... have surpassed so much... No, since you are the leader of the martial arts, then you must be the strongest in Huaxia!"

"Sorry, I also think Huaxia is the strongest."

Murong Ying shrugged her shoulders, "It's a pity that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. In China, there are too many people who are better than me."

"It's absolutely impossible..."

Lao Mo didn't believe Murong Ying's words at all, his eyes suddenly fell on Li Fan.

"That person is your man...I want to see if you have the courage to kill your own man!"

As Lao Mo said, another invisible silk thread popped out suddenly, restraining Li Fan in an instant.

"Huh?"

Li Fan was a little surprised to see that his hands understood twice without listening.

"Hahaha! You are my puppet now!"

"Fuck, how can this work."

Seeing Lao Mo's smug smile, Li Fan immediately curled his mouth, "The ghost will be your doll, it's disgusting!"

"It's beyond your control!"

Lao Mo said proudly, "My sewing technique is unique in the world! No matter how strong you are, if you get hit by this trick, you must obediently obey my orders!"

As he said that, Lao Mo controlled Li Fan, made Li Fan jump up, stepped on the lightness kung fu, and fell to the second floor, standing in front of his fiancée.

"Also."

Murong Ying didn't care, "I'll cut off your head first, and then I'll cut off this island country old man."

"Damn it, calm down! I'm your fiance!"

Li Fan broke out in a cold sweat, but Lao Mo laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, stupid Chinese people, just kill each other!"

As he said that, he manipulated Li Fan and asked Li Fan to attack Murong Ying!

But Lao Mo urged the thread to move, but Li Fan didn't move at all.

"Nani?"

Lao Mo was very surprised that his sewing technique didn't work?

How can this be!

"Old man, have you played enough?"

Li Fan lowered his voice, seemed a little upset, "Is it my turn?"