Urban God-level Selection System

"Sir, you should be detached from the world with your strength, why do you want to be a killer for others?

Isn't this a disregard for you?

Could you be short of money? "

Zhang Wanlin didn't want to confront this person hard, so he said again: "If it is for money, I can give you, as long as you stop now, it is no longer difficult for us.

The weird old man smiled, he slowly shook his head and said indifferently: "I'm afraid it won't work. What they can give me, you can't give me, so you-must die!"

As soon as the words fell, the weird old man moved again. The scepter in his hand was lifted so gently, and a burst of horror power came out of it immediately.

After Zhang Wanlin felt the power, his scalp suddenly felt numb. His teeth were bitten, and the whole person ejected out, heading straight towards the weird old man.

Only by being close to the body can weird old people give up this offensive, otherwise this burst of terror force will be smashed out, and this plane may be smashed into a big hole in an instant, and it will inevitably cause an air crash! Zhang Wanlin's speed is extremely fast, almost in a blink of an eye, he came to the weird old man, and Xiaorulai's palm was directly smashed by his simplification.

The weird old man felt threatened by Zhang Wanlin's palm, and the power in the cane was finally put away by him, and then he lifted his left hand and directly slapped Zhang Wanlin.

With just one palm up, Zhang Wanlin felt a destructive force folding his left arm, and then the weird old man loosened a cane in his right hand, and then smashed his right shoulder with a heavy blow! It was two plans to abolish Zhang Wanlin's two arms! "It seems that you can only use that trick."

Zhang Wanlin knew that he would be defeated after a long battle with this old man, so he almost immediately thought about his attack.

At the next moment, he fled his luck, and the whole person retreated into the chaotic crowd like an arrow off the string.

Then he lifted the palm of his right hand to cleave a Wupin martial artist close to him, and then he sacrificed the Qianji umbrella and pulled out the Qianji sword! When the weird old man failed, he was not annoyed. He just raised his hand and grabbed it. The cane that was about to land was shook hands again.

"Boy, your speed is very fast, and your strength is very strong, but it is a pity that you met me, the greatest magician of the Kingdom, you are destined to be destroyed!"

The weird old man said, and the cane was raised again, "The trick that has not been issued now returns to you! Send you on the road!"

"Zhang Wanlin, make a quick decision, otherwise we will be very passive."

In the battle on the other side, Feng Huai returned to the fierce sword, and already killed three or four fifth-grade martial artists with one sword.

However, the master of this plane is not able to kill in one and a half, so he can only hope to Zhang Wanlin! Zhang Wanlin heard the call of Feng Huaigui and turned his eyes around. As a result, he found that three of the Dragon Brothers had been hit hard, and the remaining four were still fighting hard.

Bai Suran cooperated with Zhou Yutang to protect Duan Tianhang and Liu Yan well, but at this moment Bai Suran was also injured in many places, and obviously also could not last long.

And these are obviously not all the fighting power in the aircraft. I am afraid that the cabin behind will continue to send people over to fight. After a while, this fight cannot stop.

"Maybe an air crash is the best way to escape."

Zhang Wanlin murmured, and then looked at the weird old man with a straight look, "You are ready to die!"

The weird old man heard Zhang Wanlin's ruthless words, and his face was ridiculous. Since he was listed as a magister, no one dared to talk to him like this. Today, he encountered a big-mouthed bastard! Such little things that do not know the heights and heights of the sky should be killed! The weird old man sneered. The strongest energy stored in the cane had already been condensed. He raised his hand and waved directly to Zhang Wanlin: "Boy, then you die first."

"Who is dead is not necessarily!"

Zhang Wanlin's power belonging to the Seventh Grade Wusheng mentioned the limit at this moment, and then the sword of Xeon finally broke out, "Attention!"

Sliding down, Zhang Wanlin turned into a residual image, and the weird old man only felt that countless Zhang Wanlin was shaking in front of him, and a terrible death pressure hit his heart.

"how come!"

The weird old man was shocked.

In a panic, the magical energy in his cane was instantly swayed by him, but after a sudden explosion, in addition to blasting the plane into a huge wind tunnel, Zhang Wanlin was not injured.

And the next second, Zhang Wanlin's residual image went back to his true body one by one, and his whole person flashed past the weird old man like a sword.

The next second the weird old man covered his neck with his hands, and he turned to look at Zhang Wanlin's sword clearly. However, the next moment, the blood burst out, but Zhang Wanlin's attention was given to the sword to seal his throat.

"I... I'm a magister, how can I... die?"

The weird old man covered his neck with trembling, he knelt down on the ground unwillingly, and then fell to the ground, and then perished.

Under the powerful energy impact of the huge wind tunnel, Long Qi and Long Liu, who had been seriously injured by the enemy for a long time, were undetected and were directly pulled out by the wind tunnel.

"Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother!"

After witnessing the tragic death of the two younger brothers, Long Yi roared with a slap and photographed the three Wupin martial artists around him at the wind tunnel, and the next three were pulled out directly.

Thousands of meters above the ground, the torn wind tunnel made everyone present panicked, and the battle was finally over. Those demon and saints no longer dared to start, holding the seat and shaking and howling: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die. "

"Zhang Wanlin!"

At the end of the battle, Bai Suran hurried to the side of Zhang Wanlin with a sword inserted through the plane. She asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"

Zhang Wanlin said weakly: “Pay attention to the hatches, you must not let the second batch of experts come in, otherwise we all have to jump.”

Bai Suran nodded, and then went back to close the door with the wind, but then the demon saints who were holding the seat still started again.

"court death!"

Feng Huaigui's sword force swept out sharply, and the powerful sword force combined with the strength of the wind tunnel tearing solved the seven or eight demon in an instant, and the scene was instantly quiet again.

At this time, Feng Huaigui finally closed the hatch, and then he grabbed a demon and forced to ask: "How many of you are there?"

In front of life and death, the demon dare not say, he shivered and said: "Except the crew, the others are our people, and now the crew is also under our control, so the cockpit and the second class have our people."

Bai Suran looked at the wind ugly and said: "Brother, there are so many people, I am afraid that there are many devil and saint among them. If they are all dispatched, we will only have one way to die!"

As soon as Bai Suran finished his speech, the plane suddenly shook violently, and then fell uncontrollably, Zhang Wanlin, who knelt on the ground and rested suddenly.

The worst thing happened after all-the air crash is coming!