Lin Zihan stood in front of Ming Lang like an ice sculpture. Even if Lin Zihan didn't make the slightest move, his momentum was enough to make Ming Lang surrender.
The falling ice flowers seemed to be deliberately avoiding Lin Zihan. This ruthless monarch was not something that minions like them could taint.
The five fingers of his left hand froze, and the originally nimble fingers also stopped playing at this moment, as if the piano music ended at this moment.
Everything came to an abrupt end. The flying knives that were quickly intertwined into a giant net stopped in front of Ming Lang. The two flying knives rotated slowly, and the tips of the knives were aimed at Ming Lang's shoulder blades.
"Don't you like to play with throwing knives? Why don't you continue?" Lin Zihan's voice sounded like it was coming from an ice cave, and a bone-chilling chill slowly hit Ming Lang.
His body was frozen in place, and Minglang was surprised to find that he was shivering in the cold wind. It was not the trembling of his muscles, but the trembling of his whole body.
"This is impossible, this is impossible~!" Ming Lang shouted, his eyes were completely filled with bloodshot eyes. After the death of his relatives, no matter what kind of danger he was in, Ming Lang had never felt fear even once.
But Lin Zihan in front of him just said a word, and even his soul, the undefeated god of war, was trembling.
Lin Zihan understood very well that the person standing in front of him was one of the top ten commanders of the empire and the youngest commander of the empire federation. What it meant to kill him...
But Lin Zihan still has no intention of letting Ming Lang go. It doesn't matter what is right or wrong in this world. Lin Zihan doesn't care about right or wrong or the result when doing things.
What he wants, he must get, and what he wants to protect cannot be harmed.
Lin Zihan is a dragon, and dragons have reverse scales that will kill you if you touch them.
This time, Lin Zihan wanted to tell the world, and those who had wanted to get Lin Zihan's power, use Lin Zihan, or destroy Lin Zihan, that he was a dragon, a human and a dragon.
At the moment when he faced Ming Lang, Lin Zihan clearly understood that the injured Ming Lang would not be his opponent, and he did not need to risk exposing his strength and attracting the Star Attendant to explode for such a mortal man. The most powerful dragon blood power.
"Struggle! Don't you like to exchange injuries for injuries? Come on!" Lin Zihan slowly walked towards Minglang step by step, stimulating Minglang word by word. He also wanted to see Minglang's fear and struggle when he faced death. look like.
"Die, all die!" Minglang collapsed completely. At this moment, Minglang was really crazy, completely crazy.
Minglang frantically pounced on the flying knife hanging in front of him. He actually tried to use his own flesh and blood to pounce on the sharp flying knife.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Zihan's mouth. It was a mocking and contemptuous smile. He was mocking that Minglang was so unbearable that he collapsed just like this.
But the next second, Lin Zihan regretted it.
Mingming's body collided with the flying knife. The scene Lin Zihan imagined did not appear, but the flying knife was actually knocked away by Mingming's body.
"Is it metallized?" Seeing Minglang rushing out of the siege of flying knives and rushing towards him, Lin Zihan was a little annoyed that he underestimated the enemy, but he didn't pay attention to Minglang who was rushing towards him.
The speed of the flying knives was much faster than the speed at which Minglang rushed at him. When Minglang was still more than five meters away from Lin Zihan, the flying knives had already formed a formation, blocking Lin Zihan like a giant shield. forward.
Minglang's body collided firmly with the flying knife. This time, the flying knife was not knocked away. The eighteen flying knife discs were connected in a staggered manner and turned into an ice shield. How could it be easily broken open.
The flying knife stood in front of Lin Zihan. At this point, Lin Zihan didn't want to touch the sword in his hand. Since Minglang liked to play with flying knives, he wanted to play with Minglang.
Looking at Ming Lang in front of him, who looked embarrassed in his madness, Lin Zihan's mouth showed a crazy smile just like Ming Lang just now.
He raised his left hand slightly, and the flying knife turned into a roulette wheel, slowly approaching Akira.
Approaching Minglang step by step, Lin Zihan looked at Minglang kneeling on the ground through his blue exoskeleton armor glasses, breathing heavily.
With such a cold aura, a chill rose from the soles of Ming Lang's feet, followed by Ming Lang's blood vessels, and gradually spread to Ming Lang's heart.
Ming Lang raised his head and looked at Lin Zihan with blank and resentful eyes. In his bloodshot eyeballs, a silver light flashed across his black pupils like lightning.
Seven silver flying knives flew from behind Lin Zihan, and a frightening silver lightning struck Lin Zihan directly from the sky.
Silver lightning fell on Lin Zihan's exoskeleton armor. In an instant, Lin Zihan's whole body was surrounded by silver lightning.
At this moment, Lin Zihan understood what true madness would be like when a person is cornered and teased to the point of despair.
The flying knife landed behind Lin Zihan. In an instant, Lin Zihan's whole body was wrapped in silver lightning. The flying knife passed through the electric grid and accurately stabbed Lin Zihan's shoulder blades, waist, abdomen, knees...
At this time, Lin Zihan clearly understood that the moment death was approaching, Minglang would become a devil, a devil no less than himself.
His body twitched in the power grid, and Lin Zihan only felt a numb and itchy feeling. This seemingly wanton power grid was still ravaging Lin Zihan's exoskeleton armor.
As a nanoscale exoskeleton armor, Phantom can withstand most of such radiation and energy impacts, greatly reducing such attacks.
Lin Zihan just shrugged. This feeling was like giving Lin Zihan a massage, which could not hurt Lin Zihan's vital points at all.
Slowly taking a step forward, Lin Zihan's body swayed slightly. Perhaps the power grid was insignificant to Lin Zihan, but the impact of the flying knife could only weaken part of the exoskeleton armor.
When looking at the softest waist and abdomen of the exoskeleton, Lin Zihan vaguely felt a sharp pain, as if he was hit by a heavy object.
The exoskeleton armor withstood the attack of the flying knife, but the impact still fell on Lin Zihan's body, especially the waist and abdomen, which was the weakest part of the exoskeleton armor.
"I admit, you've done a pretty good job." Lin Zihan covered the side of his abdomen with his left hand, and a layer of blue snowflakes behind him suddenly enlarged.
Holding back the severe pain in his abdomen, Lin Zihan walked towards Minglang step by step, "But you still want to die!"
Lin Zihan lowered his head and looked at Ming Lang. Lin Zihan, who originally wanted to end the fight with his sword, finally shot with his right hand.
With his left hand covering his abdomen, Lin Zihan's control of the flying knife always felt unnatural, and there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes.
He strangled Mingming's neck with his right hand. Fu Tu once taught Lin Zihan that no matter how strong his body is, the neck is always the most vulnerable part of a person.
Lin Zihan lifted Minglang up little by little. He wanted to see if Minglang could still struggle.
"Weren't you still very arrogant just now?" Lin Zihan's right hand suddenly let go, and his right hand turned into a palm and slapped Minglang's throat directly. With one palm shot, Minglang's body was directly slapped against the second city wall.
The left hand covering his abdomen moved slightly, and the flying knife came behind Lin Zihan in an instant.
"It came faster than I thought." Lin Zihan whispered, but his voice spread throughout the battlefield and reached the ears of the only seven mutants.
They looked around and saw a figure in military uniform outside the east gate, approaching quickly.
"Lin Zihan, do you know his identity!" Before Mo Jie could get close to Lin Zihan, a flying knife was pressed against his throat, blocking his progress.
"One more step forward and I'll beat you up too!" Lin Zihan showed no mercy, not even giving Mo Jie any face.
"He? The youngest commander-in-chief of your Imperial Federation, the best candidate to be your next head of the Military Council, and the person you think has the potential to reach the Darkfall level."
Lin Zihan said slowly, since he chose to take action, Lin Zihan naturally knew Minglang's identity and knew what kind of damage would be caused to the Empire and the Federation by killing him, and what kind of sanctions would be meted out by the Empire.
"Then you should know that you are Long Zi. Regarding your identity, the Empire Federation has not expressed its position yet and has been hovering on the edge of trial and execution. If you kill him, then the Empire Federation will have no choice but to hunt you down! "
Mo Jie said loudly, watching the dagger in front of his throat slowly move away, his body also fell to the ground, and he took a few steps slowly towards Lin Zihan.
"So what, in my eyes, he is a madman and my enemy." Lin Zihan didn't even turn around and whispered with his back to Mo Jie.
"If you want me to let him go, you can resurrect all the mutants here, and I can forget about it." Lin Zihan moved his fingertips lightly, and flying knives were flying around him.
Now Lin Zihan only needed to wave his hand, and the flying knife could pass through Minglang's body and end his life.
"Lin Zihan, you have to think carefully. Killing him will not do you, the North, the Emperor, or the empire any good!" Mo Jie didn't understand why Lin Zihan suddenly became so stubborn. To be completely honest, It doesn't make sense.
"So what? I will pay for what I did, but it also depends on whether you have the ability to make me pay, and he will also pay for what he did." Lin Zihan removed his left hand from his abdomen and stretched out The index finger pointed at Akira.
"Ahem~!" Carlo, who fell to the ground, let out a dull cough. His voice was weak but Lin Zihan could hear it clearly.
"Don't... do it, don't get into trouble for me again!" Carlo's body was forced to raise his head, with a pair of black pupils in his white eyeballs.
Lin Zihan looked back at Carlo, his eyes full of hope and tears.
"Then I won't kill him!" Lin Zihan turned around and walked towards Carlo. The flying knife behind him also turned with Lin Zihan.
But just when Mo Jie felt relieved, Minglang suddenly shouted, "Kill me, kill me if you can!"
Hearing Ming Lang's scream, Lin Zihan stopped slightly, his eyes showing disdain and annoyance, even a little angry.
