The strongest sniper king

Chapter 659

"call."

Li An let out a foul breath, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Infuriating seventh-layer middle-level.

This is the realm he has improved after refining a bottle of Qi Pei Pill.

If there were more Qi Pei Pills and more time, Li An was sure that it would not be impossible for him to ascend to the eighth level of True Qi.

Unfortunately, no if.

Among the enemies participating in the death battle, there are many masters who are infinitely close to the level of a martial artist, but Li is only at the seventh level of true energy. If he wants to survive in this dangerous environment, he can only use technology to strengthen his body.

Sniper rifles and armor-piercing bullets are very common, but Li An got something else.

Thunder in the palm.

Palm Thunder is only the size of a coin and five centimeters thick, but its power is impressive. It is a weapon researched in the dungeon.

Ang Lee tried it himself, as long as he pressed the trigger button on the front of Palm Thunder and threw it out, it would stick to the target.

With a buffer time of three seconds, the palm mine will explode automatically.

At that time, the dummy used as the experimental subject was directly blown into ashes, and it is believed that the real person would surely die.

With palm thunder and Li Feidao, Li An believed that even facing a master of the ninth level of true energy, he would have to die.

Armed with weapons and equipment, Li An rushed to the attic to meet the black blind man.

Hei Xiazi didn't say anything when he saw the equipment carried by Li An. It seems that the firepower weapons and equipment were also acquiesced in this operation.

The two did not take a car, but walked on the street on foot. After half an hour, they entered an unremarkable dessert shop on the side of the road, and came to a large courtyard through the back kitchen.

There are already seven or eight people sitting in the courtyard, all of whom are older than Ang Lee, and most of them are around 30 years old.

It can be seen that these people are all members of Wuzong, who will participate in the death battle.

As soon as Li An appeared, these people instinctively cast their gazes over, then shook their heads, looking a little disappointed.

For them, the higher the strength of their companions, the greater their hope of surviving.

But Li An's strength is far inferior to theirs, not even at the eighth level of true energy, in their eyes he is already a corpse.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard was a woman wearing a black windbreaker, with most of her face covered by a black veil, exuding a noble aura.

Women will not be more than 40 years old at most, but their status in Wuzong is much higher than that of black blind men.

Li An saw the blind man step forward to salute, whispered a few words with the woman, and then returned to Li An.

"Her name is Ling Ye, and she will lead the team to send you to Hell Island. I can only send you here."

Li An glanced at Ling Ye, it was difficult to guess how high the opponent's cultivation was, anyway, Hei Xiazi was definitely not her opponent.

"I'll give you a piece of advice, don't provoke Ling Ye, she has a bad temper."

Ling Ye has a bad temper, which was quickly verified.

Not long after Heixiazi left, another participant was sent here.

He is a 1.8-meter-tall man, less than 25 years old, but his cultivation has reached the ninth level of true energy, an absolute martial arts genius.

After discovering that the leader was a woman, he muttered dissatisfiedly, and the result was tragic.

He didn't see how Ling Ye moved, so he came in front of the other party, followed by the genius at the ninth level of true energy, flew upside down and fell to the ground.

"Any comments?" Ling Ye asked.

How dare the man have any objections, he hastily shrank into a corner.

In addition to the men, there were three other women participating in the death match.

The strongest of the three was only at the eighth level of true energy, and one of them, like Li An, was only at the seventh level of true energy.

Wu Zong actually sent three women over, it seems that talent has really withered a lot in recent years.

After all the people arrived, Ling Ye led everyone to board a bus parked outside the back door, and drove to the pier to stop.

After getting off the car, Li An and others were not free, and were only allowed to move within a radius of 20 meters.

"Boo, babble."

Black shadows came from all directions, and with a bang, an unsuspecting eighth-level true qi expert was sent flying by an enemy at the ninth-level true qi.

But this enemy didn't get any advantage, he was sent flying by Ling Ye's palm.

Ling Ye must have shown mercy, otherwise that guy would have been killed with one blow.

The enemies that appeared were all dressed in black uniforms, which were more uniform than Li An's. At first glance, they were the enemies in the death battle, members of the Dragon Soul.

Most of these people are experts at the ninth level of true qi, and less than ten are at the eighth level of true qi, and none of them are at the seventh level of true qi.

In terms of overall strength, they are much higher than Ang Lee's side.

Huh?
Li An saw an acquaintance among these people, that is Liu Pingping.

Surprisingly, the last time I met Liu Pingping was still at the sixth level of true qi, but after two months of seeing each other, she had already soared to the ninth level of true qi.

This cultivation speed is faster than blowing balloons.

Li An guessed that Liu Pingping must have taken the secret medicine, otherwise her strength would not have improved so quickly.

"call."

An old man with a black cane flashed in front of Ling Ye, and said very dissatisfied: "Ling Ye, why do you want to do something to the junior? Isn't it too disrespectful to the old man?"

Li An could see that this seemingly inconspicuous little old man was by no means inferior to Ling Ye in strength.

If the two really fight, it is difficult to determine who will win.

Li An was really afraid that the two would fight here, otherwise the battle of death would directly turn into a melee.

This is the most detrimental to Li An. With his low cultivation, he will definitely not get any advantage in this melee, and he may not even know how he died.

Fortunately, both of them controlled their emotions.

Ling Ye replied coldly: "If your eyes are not blind, you should see that he beat my man first, and I have given you face by not killing him."

"you"

The old man was so angry that he couldn't speak. He knew that he was at fault, but he didn't forget to take advantage of it verbally.

"You have all seen that Wu Zong's people were sent to sharpen your knives. Don't show mercy to me when you get to Hell Island, and cut off all their heads."

"Yes!" Dragon Soul's people responded in unison.

Wu Zong's people were enraged, and they were about to compete, but they were stopped by Ling Ye.

"Whether it's a tiger or a worm, go to Hell Island to compete. Talking about it here is not a hero." Ling Ye said.

"you"

The old man was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he quickly changed his smiling face and said flatteringly,

"Ling Ye, it seems that you are very confident in this death match.

How about we take a gamble? "

"What do you want to bet?" Ling Ye asked.

The old man rubbed his hands and said, "I heard that you recently obtained the Qiankun Sword. How about we bet on the Qiankun Sword in your hand?"

Ling Ye's brows tightened slightly, the Qian Kun Sword was an ancient sword she had just found, and the news leaked out unexpectedly.

"What about you, what are you betting on?"

"It depends on what you want." The old man said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)