The Only Player in Daqin

Han Ling looked forward to the door of the swaying bonfire exposed after the disciple of the Scorpion Sect fell, and opened the folding fan with a smile. In front of a dimly lit hall.

As soon as you see it, there is a dilapidated stone arena. Several scorpion disciples stand on it, looking horrified. There are many wine tables on both sides of the spacious room, and each one of them is a thin masked figure standing up vigilantly. There are several huge cages hanging up and down, and prisoners who do not know their life and death are locked in them. I think they have been tortured.

A bearded man with a gloomy face, wearing a scorpion armor with a big red name, jumped from the blocked back to the cage, grabbed the chains, and said in a dark voice, "You are Lu Xiaofeng?!"

Poisonous scorpion?Han Ling touched Yi Rong's two beards and used the identification technique to detect the other party's information and confirmed his identity. With a wicked look in his eyes, he shook his head and smiled lightly, "I'm not Lu Xiaofeng"

As the name suggests, the gloomy man stretched out his head like a poisonous scorpion, frowned and asked, "No? Who are you then?"

Han Ling folded the fan gently and said, "Listen, I'll only say it once, my surname is Ba, and my name is Ba."

The poisonous scorpion frowned and said, "Baba?"

Han Ling couldn't help laughing, patted his fan and teased, "I don't have an ugly son like you!"

been played!The poisonous scorpion woke up immediately, and gritted his teeth furiously, "Good boy! You dare to play with me, poisonous scorpion, I think you are impatient! What are you waiting for! Kill this ignorant bastard for me! "

The disciples of the poisonous scorpion sect looked at each other from left to right, and finally they gathered around eagerly, throwing out the scorpion tail hooks and the daggers embedded in their arms one by one.

It was all famous, Han Ling smiled lightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced to the left and right. Several scorpion disciples were dormant and stabbed towards them. At the moment, they made a mistake in their calm footsteps. With one kick, the few scorpion disciples who were unable to recover immediately stabbed each other in the opposite direction. The screams shocked the scorpion disciple who was already terrified. Han Ling glanced at it, and the moving figures retreated one after another. again and again.

Han Ling chuckled lightly and took the initiative to attack. The wind was not alarmed, and the sound barrier was not heard. In a flash, he appeared in front of the three poisonous scorpion disciples. Instead of his fingers, the closed folding fan pointed out again and again. The key is penetrated through the body, and the enemy is killed with a neat strike.

Listening to all directions, Han Ling easily moved past the stinging scorpion tail hook, and with a flick of his sleeve, he slammed the poisonous scorpion disciple's neck with a force of 47, knocking him into the air. He crashed into the slate ring and was silent.

To Han Ling, the poisonous nest of the scorpion gate was completely the back garden of the son's mansion, and the mechanized electronic sound kept ringing in his ears.

More than a dozen scorpion tail hooks with chains shot from all sides, showing a blockade. Han Ling smiled, "I want to hurt people just because of these things, so I have learned the director of Wanjia martial arts in vain. The Sacred Heart"

I saw Han Ling's feet a little, his body turned around his waist, and the folding fan in his hand would knock all the hooks flying.

As soon as it landed, a characteristic scorpion-tail hook that flickered swiftly from above.

A gloomy laughter sounded, "Boy, aren't you very fast, hide from me again!"

Han Ling chuckled lightly, without looking at it, stretched out two fingers and raised them upwards, "One finger!"

The two fingers are like white jade, surrounded by infuriating energy, and the scorpion tail hook is easily clamped, no matter how the poisonous scorpion's canthus is pulled, the scorpion tail hook cannot move at all!The poisonous mist inside could never be sprayed out.

Han Ling put pressure on his hand, smiled and shouted, "It's better for you to come down!"

The poisonous scorpion screamed in anger and fell from the shaking cage. Han Lingyijue stepped out lightly, shrinking into an inch, and pointed his right hand away quickly, still a consonant finger!

The defense is one finger, and the offense is also one finger, and there are thousands of changes.

The poisonous scorpion turned pale with fright, and hurriedly flicked the wrist guard to protrude the machete, and green poisonous smoke came from above.

You will use poison, but I have long known that since you are here, how can you be unprepared!Han Ling sneered, without dodging, without evading, the secret of breath-holding moved according to his heart, his two fingers were as fast as lightning, and after breaking the machete, they hit the poisonous scorpion's heart!

Chapter [-] Black Crow Attacks

The strength is like a pillar penetrating the body, the poisonous scorpion's body is shaken, the pierced heart blood flows up the throat and flows down from the mouth, staring at the white eyes in disbelief, and can't make a second sound, "You. ..!"

Han Ling shook his head, thinking that with the poisonous mist, he would definitely be able to make people throw the rat's weapon. He was really ignorant.

The mechanized electronic voice sounded in time, "Kill the 62-level Poison Scorpion Sect Master "Poison Scorpion", and the level will increase."

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"A total of 5 points of attribute enhancement are obtained, and the attribute can be enhanced: Strength"

Han Ling couldn't help showing a smile on his face. A poisonous scorpion made him level 5 in a row. The level 62 boss was really different.

Only then did the few remaining scorpion disciples come back to their senses, their scorpion tail hooks fell to the ground, and they hurriedly retreated, trembling in fear, "Sect, the sect master has been killed!"

Han Ling looked up, and the disciples of the poisonous scorpion sect who had been smashed to death suddenly lost their souls and ran out of the door without looking back.

It's not that easy to run!Han Ling turned his eyes, raised his legs and kicked out again and again, the scorpion tail hooks that fell on the ground flew out of the door one after another, and none of them missed the target, "Ah! Ah!"

The icy electronic sound covered the screaming, "Kill the red-name 45-level scorpion disciple, the experience will be improved"

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"Kill level 39 scorpion disciple, level up, get 1 point of attribute enhancement, can enhance the attribute: strength, current player level: level 44"

The experience provided by these several poisonous scorpion disciples has only increased by less than two levels.

Suddenly there were several strange screams in the night sky, and three jet-black feathers with a slight sound of breaking the wind shot out in the shape of a pin.

Han Ling didn't even look at it, his hands followed his heart, and he drew an afterimage in the air. He clamped the three black feathers together with his two fingers and stared at the door. Decorated with a cluster of black feathers, it should be the feathers that were shot before.

The man in black slipped a long thorn down his sleeve and said, "Your mission for today ends here."

Han Ling casually threw the three black feathers to the ground lightly, and with his eyes narrowed, he searched for the information of the black-clothed man with lines drawn at the corners of his eyes, and chuckled, "Oh? Is that so?".

Soon, the information of the man in black appeared in front of him.

Name: Black Crow (Level 81)

Identity: Nightfall -- Bird Commander (First Killer)

Abilities: Flying (Light Power), Crow Control, Poison, Flying Feather, Illusion.

Attributes: Strength 75, Agility 87, Constitution 70, Charisma 91

Note: Nightfall is a private organization of Ji Wuye.

Han Ling said clearly, "It turned out to be Ji Wuye's person."