I saw him violently striking out, the broken chair legs carrying sharp wooden thorns, piercing the air and screaming!

There was a click, and blood spurted out.

The clown staggered backwards, with a broken chair leg stuck in his lower abdomen, about two centimeters deep.

I don't know whether it was because of pain or anger, but his face was extremely ferocious, as if the evil spirit in his body was about to break out.

The hoarse roar conveyed only one meaning.

Lao Liu!

Gu Jianlin took advantage of the victory to pursue, picked up two chairs again, and smashed them down!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The clown fell to the ground directly due to the continuous critical hits, covering his head with both hands, and exploded into a cloud of smoke again.

When he reappeared, he had already landed by the window. I saw that there was a silver-white chain on his wrist at some point, extending into the darkness, suspended in mid-air, and surrounding his body.

Mythical Arms, a Lock of Destruction!

Gu Jianlin felt that he was clearly staring at him, but gradually he couldn't feel his presence.

This is a kind of force majeure neglect, as if this person is to be forcibly erased from this world.

You know that he exists, you know his name, and you even know what he wants to do.

But you just ignore him!

This is the mythical weapon that the clown has always relied on to survive!

"I said, you will pay the price for your actions."

A sinister smile appeared on the clown's lips: "Later, which of your family members should be operated on first?"

After saying this, his pupils shrank for a moment.

Because Gu Jianlin looked expressionless and took out a piece of toilet paper wrapped in a square shape from his pocket.

I saw him holding the piece of toilet paper between his hands, and a pale will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited on his fingertips!

"Aren't you always curious about which inheritance path I am from?"

He whispered: "Death!"

This word full of murderous intent echoed in the silence, and a dark and strange curse suddenly appeared in the young man's eyes, spreading out like a living thing, and in an instant it covered his whole body.

His body was trembling in pain, almost convulsing, as if a cursed sinner was suffering divine punishment!

The basic ability mastered by the sacrificial path, ghost curse!

The function of the current stage is to use the enemy's body tissue as a medium to curse the life and soul!

Both the enemy and ourselves are injured!

Although the damage caused by the zero-level sacrifice and curse killing is limited.

However, Gu Jianlin is different. Although he is level 0, he has a dual-core driver.

Double the damage!

With a puff, blood spurted out.

Gu Jianlin was bleeding from all his orifices, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Almost at the same moment, the clown's seven orifices spurted out blood, and the mythical weapon that was being activated was suddenly interrupted!

"Huh..."

Gu Jianlin gasped violently and pulled out the Desert Eagle from his waist. There was still the last bullet in the magazine!

Lift the gun, aim, and pull the trigger!

Bang!

At the critical moment, the clown's eyes were extremely gloomy, and thick bloody mist burst out from behind him. Eight steel-hard spider legs broke out of his body and suddenly staggered in front of him.

There was only a crisp sound as the bullet hit the steel joints and fell to the ground.

"I didn't want to use this trick at first. You are really looking for death."

The clown's face was extremely crazy, his whole body was trembling and convulsing, his pupils had turned into terrifying compound eyes, and spider hair actually grew on his face.

"Deep distortion."

Gu Jianlin stood motionless, his pupils narrowed.

A huge black shadow rushed towards me, accompanied by a strong fishy smell.

The clown jumped up and then fell from the sky.

"Now, are you at the end of your rope?"

A fatal blow.

Gu Jianlin watched the black shadow fall, but he did not panic at all.

Calculating the time, it should be almost there.

Bang bang bang bang!

With the cafeteria as the center, and in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and at the same time, there is a dark vajra, which penetrates the ground with a loud shattering sound, lighting up a dark light curtain that reaches the sky, and is spliced ​​together.

Barrier-type mythical weapon, Fengduluo Realm!

With the four-handled vajra demon-subduing pestle as the boundary, the shrouded reality will temporarily turn into a foreign land. Only those with spiritual sublimation can observe the internal things and have the qualifications to pass through the boundary.

As for ordinary people, it will be like encountering a ghost hitting a wall, unable to pass through the barrier.

This mythical weapon has been handed down since ancient times. There are as many as thirteen sets, and each jurisdiction is equipped with them.

It is also the standard equipment of the Ether Association when performing tasks in urban areas.

A specialist dressed as a teacher, carrying a suitcase, walked forward indifferently, holding a walkie-talkie and said:

"As the captain, I order...the operation begins and Plan A is implemented. Please pay attention to all departments!"

He ordered: "Get ready, break the door!"

Led by the captain, a total of thirteen commissioners ran away like sharp arrows.

Finally, a fat man in school uniform emerged from the grass.

"Hey, two pieces of mythical weapons?"

Cheng Youyu rubbed his hands excitedly: "I'm so happy today."

As the last member of the team, he charged like a porcupine, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The moment the clown fell, the closed door of the cafeteria shattered.

Gu Jianlin stood there without moving, and a huge sharp arrow from behind brushed his broken hair and whizzed past!

There was a click, which was the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

The clown who rushed over was caught off guard and was pierced by a giant sharp arrow, and was nailed to the wall alive.

The next moment, another iron gun came through the air and penetrated his left arm.

A sword with a cold light turned into a fleeting black shadow and pierced his right arm.

The clown was nailed to the wall like this, with blood flowing everywhere.

"Who should pay the price?"

Gu Jianlin smiled silently and looked down at the fourteen shadows reflected on the floor.

Well, I just missed one.
Chapter completed!