The Journey of the Dimensional Warrior

"Misfortune comes from your mouth. Remember to be careful in your next life." The boy looked indifferent, and he didn't feel any discomfort at killing people. He looked around, and regardless of the girl's objection, he put one arm on his shoulder and walked towards the encircling circle. Fearlessly launched a death charge.

"Let me go, you let me go, bastard!" The little girl twisted her body, but the boy was much stronger than her, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get away.

"Ah!" The boy who was running suddenly screamed, stretched out his hand and slapped the little girl on the buttocks, cursing: "You are a dog, why are you still biting people? Why do you want to eat meat! "

The desperately struggling little girl calmed down after being spanked several times by the boy, sobbing softly, her little face was covered with pear blossoms from crying, how wronged she wanted to be, and asked intermittently: "You, you Where is this taking me? Is it also arresting and experimenting on living people?"

"Be quiet, I'll ask you later!" The boy dodged the oncoming fist, kicked the enemy's head backwards, and knocked him away.

He viciously warned the little girl, "I'm here to save you. If you want to get out of here safely, be honest, otherwise we will die together, and you will be captured as an experimental product. After stripping your clothes, let those beasts in clothes Play around."

Maybe it was because she heard that she was here to save herself, or maybe she was frightened by the consequences of being caught by the boy. The little girl calmed down completely, and her body was close to the boy, so as to avoid causing trouble to the other party, so that the boy could fight the enemy.

After feeling the girl on his shoulders quiet down, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, stepped on the ground with one foot, moved quickly, and shouted proudly: "A group of chickens and dogs, look at me, I will kill you seven in and seven out!" Say it again!"

Chapter 130 Eight Break Out

The boy carrying the little girl on his shoulders was still flexible, moving around like a monkey among the crowd surrounded from all directions, as if he had entered a land of no one.

The boy felt the weight on his shoulders, and he felt that he had gone home to resist the weight of a bag of flour and a bag of rice before. He estimated in his heart that the little girl who seemed to be malnourished and failed to develop was about fifty or sixty catties, which was less than The sixteen nights Sakuya who had just picked up back home could only be a little stronger.

The little girl who was carried on her shoulders could only feel the whistling wind blowing past her ears, shaking violently up and down, left and right like a roller coaster, and while she was dizzy, she could only hear the lively boy say plainly: "Girl, if you are afraid, don't worry." Close your eyes, I'm going to start killing people."

Just finished speaking, the boy reached out with one hand like lightning and precisely pinched the Adam's apple of the man in black in front of him. With two fingers, he hit the enemy in front of him like a walnut. After crossing the fallen corpse, He flew up and jumped up, stepping on another person's chest with a chain of legs, breaking all the ribs of that person with a few kicks, his chest collapsed, and it seemed that he was not far from death.

After landing on the ground, the boy squatted down to avoid the attacking fists from three directions, and he tripped the three besieged people with a ferocious sweeping leg. He punched and kicked out at the same time, hitting the temples of two people respectively, and then bent his knees and jumped, hitting The fierce knee hit the last man's throat, another beautiful triple kill.

The little girl who had closed her eyes listened to the sound of beating and killing, and was terrified in her heart. She quietly opened her eyes to see the situation, and saw the boy moving neatly to kill the killer. The moves are coherent, and the movements are coherent, and they are not afraid of danger in the face of heavy siege. It seems that this is not the first time they have faced the siege of more bullying less.

While the girl was in a daze, more than a dozen people surrounded the boy to block the way. Facing the encirclement and suppression of the crowd, the boy silently recited the Sutra Sutra several times, muttering helplessly. Said: "I can't help it. Originally, I didn't want to use this move as a field-clearing skill. You forced me to do so."

The boy’s free right hand flicked left and right, and two or three high-speed rotating circular discs appeared in the air. The screaming sound of piercing the air was sharp and piercing. Before he died, he saw a truncated body with no upper body standing on the ground.

The cutting power of the discs flying around in the air is extremely amazing. Even the armored car parked on the side was stabbed a big hole like a kitchen knife cutting tofu when it was rubbed by the disc. In front of Yuan Zhan is nothing but scrap metal.

The scene was a one-sided massacre. Dozens of people died in the blink of an eye. In less than half a minute, the road in front of the boy was cleared away, leaving only the mutilated corpses with severed limbs and the blood-stained land. .

"That kid is a magician from the Xingmai generation, be careful, the other party's ability is extremely cruel and terrifying!"

"Hurry up, notify the superiors, we are asking for support here, that guy is going to break through the third line of defense, we can't stop this devil!"

"Oh, my God! It's too scary. Why does this killing efficiency feel faster than heavy machine gun fire? What kind of monster is the opponent?"

The blond young man sitting in the Rolls-Royce looked at the chaotic scene with a livid face, but he didn't expect someone to cut him off when everything was about to end.

He grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared, not hiding his anger, "The other party is a magician with rare abilities in the Xingmai generation, let the people of the Ghost Shadow Legion do it, and quickly control the situation for me, a bunch of useless rice buckets, support you Is it a waste of food and air!? Even a brat can’t handle it!”

Under the mobilization of the young man with blond hair, ordinary personnel quickly evacuated to make way for the venue, and a group of black-clothed men exuding blood and murderous aura rushed into the battlefield and outflanked the boy's position.

"Huh? Why did you run away all of a sudden?" The boy wondered as he looked at the retreating enemies around him, but the speed under his feet did not slow down. It was his wish that he could easily break through.

But the road ahead was soon blocked again. Eight big men in black stood in eight directions and surrounded the boy. The boy glanced at the eight people and stopped to be on guard. He could feel the radiance of these people. The dangerous aura of them are all ruthless characters with blood on their hands.

Among the eight big men in black, a man with tattooed arms took a step forward, folded his arms, raised his head and said, "Little devil, this way is not going to work, obediently put that little girl down and commit suicide on the spot. The Legion can leave you with a dead body."

The meaning between the words determined the boy. From their point of view, the besieged boy could not escape, and the only way to choose was surrender. But these guys with overconfidence obviously thought too much. Underestimated the boy's violent temper.

The boy raised his eyebrows, and immediately replied, "You idiot!"

The big man with flower arms was stunned for a moment, looking at the boy's contemptuous eyes with an unbelievable expression on his face. It has been many years since no one dared to scold him face to face. He never expected that today a fledgling who seemed to have just entered the rivers and lakes would ride on his head. Thinking about being the big brother for so many years, I have lost a lot of the notoriety that I used to be able to stop children from crying at night.

It is better to strike first, and then to suffer disaster, especially when the enemy is outnumbered and the strength is weak, the bold boy with high art skills takes advantage of the other party's stupefaction and strikes first, and attacks and kills the big man with flower arms.

After all, the flower-armed man is a generation of Xingmai with rich combat experience, and his combat quality is much higher than that of ordinary people. In a hurry, a lazy donkey rolled around to avoid the boy's ultimate move. Although his posture is not good-looking, it is obvious that survival is more important.

Seeing that the unequal negotiations had officially broken down, the other seven people mercilessly surrounded and killed the boy. The bright green star power on their bodies flickered, and they instantly raised their attack and defense power to the extreme. The tiger and the tiger are full of wind, cooperate with each other tacitly, and their moves are dangerous and deadly.

Compared with the mob just now, this eight-member team from the Ghost Shadow Legion was completely different. The eight members were either attacking, defending, or restricting the boy to be bound in place and unable to break through.

The situation took a turn for the worse. The boy who was holding the little girl in his left hand to prevent her from falling off his shoulders was already at a disadvantage. Now facing the siege of a strictly trained elite team, his defeat was already obvious, and the scars on his body appeared in an instant. There were seven or eight wounds, and the blood flow continued.

Looking at the gloomy-faced boy, the big men in black looked calm, the engine in their hands gathered together, and the sharp blade slashed at the boy at a tricky angle. From their point of view, the boy was just a The trapped beast is still fighting, and defeat is only a matter of time.

However, Mr. Lu Xun, a great revolutionary fighter, once said: "If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence."

The boy is obviously not the kind of softie who would give up on the girl and run away alone when he sees that things can't be done. On the contrary, he is the kind of ruthless person who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back.

"Tsk, fuck it! I don't have time to waste time here with you scumbags, really? The Eight Doors of Dunjia Technique is activated, so get the hell out of here and report to Lord Yama, obediently, and get ready for frying!"

Chapter 130 Nine

"Open the door, liberate!"

Following the boy's deep growl, he squatted his legs into a horse stance, his body pressed down slightly, his sharp eyes were as cold as arctic ice, emerald green power swarmed out of his body, his muscles swelled, The man's imposing manner forced the big man in black who surrounded him to retreat a few steps.

The boy has already lifted the restrictions on the brain region, and only feels a huge force constantly emerging from the depths of his body. These forces were suppressed spontaneously by the subconscious in the past, but now that the restrictions are lifted, the boy can finally exert [-]% of his physical abilities.

"Hmph, although we can only open one door for the time being, it is enough to kill you."

While talking to himself, the boy burst out and rushed to the big man with flowery arms at a speed several times faster than before, and kicked the big man with flowery arms in the middle of the chin, kicking his head backwards and flying backwards Going out, he slammed his head on the bulletproof car, his forehead blossomed and he passed out.

"Tch, just the gesture of Biao Lianhua is enough to kill you, and it will save both of you from falling to the ground with your arms in your arms." Seeing this, the boy curled his lips in disdain, and threw away the rest like a tiger in a herd of sheep. The seven big men in black under him crushed and beat him violently.

The small fist seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force, hitting someone like a heavy hammer, making the six men in black dare not face the sharpness directly.

The guy who dared to fight the boy head-on had his humerus broken by an inch, and his strong and strong muscles were blasted into a rain of blood. He was sitting on the ground holding his broken arm and howling.

With one punch and one kick, the boy kicked up a large cloud of dust and gravel. The speed was like a ghost, and the strength was like a giant dragon. .