499: Lanling Miracle! Shocked thousands of people!
When Lan Ling walked towards the middle of the battlefield, everyone was stunned.
He turned out to be such a guy with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, no scars on his body, and even more beautiful than a woman.
The chief of the Mustang tribe laughed and said: "Constantine, why are you so careless? You actually pushed your male favorite out to die."
Then, the Mustang tribe behind him also cheered: "Chief Constantine, if you don't want this beauty, don't waste it. Give it to me."
"Could it be that your male favorite slept with your wife and cuckolded you, so you wanted to kill him?"
Amid the laughter of everyone, Lan Ling walked to the center of the battlefield.
And Suo Mo closed his eyes in pain!
Things have deteriorated to this point, and Constantine has become so vicious.
If he just expressed the idea of handing over foreign troops to Lanling, Constantine would directly put him to death.
What made him most distressed was that Du Yan, for the sake of power, actually added fuel to the flames and wanted to kill Lan Ling.
It seems that what Dina said is right, this person is a ruthless person.
What should he do now?
Watching Lan Ling die?
Although Lan Ling was a seventh-level warrior at this time, as everyone else said, he had only experienced weight-bearing training and had almost no actual combat experience.
Not to mention that the opponent is a magic warrior, he is also a berserker, an invulnerable berserker.
It can be said that even the three-star magic warrior may not be the opponent of this mad warrior, let alone a seventh-level warrior like Lan Ling, and a seventh-level warrior who has not received sword training or actual combat training.
Therefore, not only in the hearts of all foreign armies, but also in the hearts of all Constantine tribesmen, even Suo Mo felt that Lanling would definitely die in this battle.
Just watch Lan Ling die like this?
No, never!
Suo Mo opened his eyes, gathered all his strength, and began to prepare!
He wants to save Lanling!
Intervening in a pre-war duel is a serious crime and may lead to beheading. It is a violation of the world's disdain.
But Suo Mo must not just watch Lan Ling die, he must take action!
Constantine, who was not far away, focused his gaze and sneered: "Suo Mo, hurry up and take action. If you dare to interfere with the duel before the war, I can justifiably kill you!"
Constantine made the best plan.
Lan Ling will definitely die in a duel with the Berserker.
In order to save his nephew, Suo Mo risked the world's disapproval and rescued him, and he was charged with a heinous crime.
Constantine will temporarily spare his and Lan Ling's lives, but will detain Lan Ling, and then force Suo Mo to fight tooth and nail in this battle.
After the war, Constantine killed Lan Ling again, deprived Suo Mo of his position, and let Du Yan take charge of the foreign army.
So this is completely a strategy of killing three birds with one stone.
By killing the pretty boy Lan Ling, he legitimately suppressed Suo Mo's prestige and allowed Du Yan to take over.
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When the berserker saw Lan Ling's face, he immediately stuck out his tongue and licked it, and said hoarsely: "It's more tender than a woman's butt. After I kill you later, I will definitely chop you into pieces and take it back to braise.
I have to eat a big plate myself, hahaha..."
The berserker laughed crazily, and then scraped his chest with a sharp blade, causing a series of creepy metal friction sounds and firelight bursting out.
The surface of his whole body is inlaid with dense metal particles, like invulnerable scales.
Lan Ling pulled out the iron sword!
That's right, just two ordinary iron swords.
In the human kingdom, although he seldom uses his hands, he has countless swords.
From gold swords inlaid with precious stones, to platinum swords, black gold swords, and even dragon gold swords.
But here, there is only one iron sword, and the other one is borrowed.
The berserker suddenly bowed his body, spinning the scimitar in his hand, and stared at Lan Ling like a wolf with his two eyes, flashing with blood-red light.
"when!"
The bell rang suddenly!
Let the war begin!
The mad warrior suddenly turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards Lan Ling!
Extremely fast!
He is not only a strength type, looking at his strong body, he is also a speed type!
Almost instantly, the mad warrior rushed in front of Lan Ling.
Then……
The two swords slashed wildly, slashed wildly...
"Swish, brush, brush, brush..."
His body quickly spun around Lan Ling, and he was dazzled by the two swords in his hands. In just one minute, he slashed more than two hundred times at Lan Ling.
Extremely sharp and extremely terrifying.
Each knife struck Lan Ling crazily.
And that pretty pretty boy, Lan Ling, has long since disappeared!
Everyone is shouting: The pretty boy is dead and is being dismembered!
When the berserker rushed over, Suo Mo had a hidden weapon in his hand and was ready to take action.
But then, his eyes suddenly opened wide, looking at all this in disbelief.
The mad warrior was slashing at Lan Ling crazily with two swords. He was so fast and powerful that he was about to cut Lan Ling into pieces.
Lan Ling stood motionless, but easily blocked every attack of the mad warrior.
His moves are very simple, just the most direct way to block with a sword, without any fancy tricks.
But no matter how fast the opponent is or how many moves he has, Lan Ling can easily block it.
Therefore, the mad warrior slashed more than 200 times, but Lan Ling blocked more than 200 cuts.
Why is this so?
Of course it’s because of Lan Ling’s incredible mental power!
Although this berserker moves very fast, with Lan Ling's mental power, he can easily slow down his movements ten times or twenty times. He can easily calculate where the enemy's sword will hit, and then block it in advance.
Therefore, although Lan Ling is not as fast as this mad warrior, he can easily block it.
As for power!
The physical arm strength of this mad warrior is about 1,300 kilograms.
Lan Ling's arm strength is about 900 kilograms. There is a huge gap between the two. It would be difficult to resist him!
but……
Once Lan Ling uses the power of blood, the proportion of critical hits will be doubled directly to 1,800 kilograms, which can of course be easily resisted.
Of course, the berserker in front of him can also use the power of his blood to hit critically, and his arm strength instantly doubles to 2,600 kilograms.
However, whether it is a human country or a demon, the chance of a critical attack with the power of blood is limited, only three or five times a day.
As for Lan Ling, I don't know how many critical strikes he can do.
When there was a demon star before, the amount of energy the demon star swallowed would determine how many critical strikes it could get.
But now, Lan Ling has golden blood and a golden demon body, so the energy in his body is like a bottomless pit, and it will definitely be there as long as it is squeezed.
Therefore, Lanling can easily hit continuously!
In this way, Lan Ling easily blocked the Berserker's more than two hundred swords.
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After the first wave of crazy attacks ended, the berserkers quickly retreated.
Originally, he looked down upon Lan Ling with great contempt, but now his eyes became serious.
And everyone saw that Lan Ling was safe and sound.
How can it be?
After the crazy attack by the berserker just now, Lan Ling was actually safe and sound.
Everyone was shocked. Could it be that the mad warrior saw Lan Ling's beauty and took pity on her?
And this mad warrior also sensed Lan Ling's extraordinary qualities, put away all his contempt, and bowed down suddenly, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
"The real person doesn't show his face." The Berserker sneered: "You are not as simple as you seem, but... you are still dead!"
Lan Ling clearly felt that the bloodthirsty light in the other person's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and his body was getting more and more arched, as if a wild beast was about to rush out at any time.
Not only that, his thin body actually began to swell.
Lan Ling knew that he was going to use the power of blood to strike hard.
Once struck critically, this berserker's arm strength will exceed 2,600 kilograms.
At this time, Lanling can use the spiritual condensation technique.
However, after releasing his mental power for a while, he found that he couldn't use it.
The berserker's helmet seems to contain some mysterious metal that can shield mental power waves.
But even so, Lan Ling can still attack with mental power and see through the enemy's eyes.
But he doesn't want to do this. What he lacks is actual combat.
He has to withstand these three critical attacks from the opponent! Moreover, among the barbarians, only strength can conquer people's hearts.
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The berserker's bloodline critical strike begins, doubling its power.
Lanling's real test has come.
"ah……"
The berserker roared loudly, like a thunderbolt.
His eyes instantly turned blood red.
His whole body rushed forward like lightning, and the two knives in his hands slashed at Lan Ling with great ferocity.
A critical strike with the power of blood!
Each sword has a force of 2,600 kilograms.
This critical attack of bloodline power was clearly visible to everyone.
Everyone was waiting for Lan Ling's fate to be dismembered and his blood splattered.
Lan Ling gritted his teeth and shouted loudly!
Using the power of his blood, he suddenly raised his sword to block!
"when!"
The Berserker's first round of bloodline power critical hits.
Two thousand six hundred kilograms, versus Lan Ling's one thousand eight hundred kilograms.
In the confrontation between strength and strength, after the strength of both sides canceled each other out, the remaining 1,600 kilograms of strength surged into Lan Ling's arms.
Each arm has to withstand a force attack of 800 kilograms.
Lan Ling only felt a sudden shock in his body, then his arms went numb, and he felt a tearing pain in both arms.
But it only took a moment, and he was completely healed quickly.
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
This berserker's crazy bloodline power crits and his crazy five consecutive cuts!
Each beheading, each sword weighs 2,600 kilograms!
Lan Ling gritted his teeth and took it every time, but the result was only the skin on his arm bursting, the skin cracking, and blood spilling out.
If it had been someone else, by the time he received the second stab, his arms would have been disabled, his head would have been chopped off by the third stab, and his body would have been quartered by the fifth stab.
But Lanling is of golden bloodline, and injuries of this level can be completely healed instantly.
And his golden demon body, withstanding nearly a thousand kilograms of force, was basically unharmed!
After five consecutive crazy critical attacks, Lan Ling was still safe and sound!
"How is it possible? How is this possible?" the Berserker screamed: "How could you not be dead yet? How could you withstand the critical attack of my bloodline power?"
And everyone present could see it clearly.
It wasn't that the berserker showed pity for her, but that Lan Ling actually blocked his five consecutive critical strikes alive.
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Lan Ling sneered and said, "Your attack is over? Then it's my turn!"
He has decided not to use mental power, but to directly use power to crit!
He didn't rush up, but walked up.
With a loud shout, Lan Ling's two swords slashed forward fiercely.
Each sword was a critical strike with the power of blood, and the power of each sword exceeded one thousand eight hundred kilograms.
"burst!"
"burst!"
"burst!"
Lan Ling's sword slashed wildly.
The speed is not fast, the moves are not expensive...
Just use one move, just keep cutting straight!
From start to finish, just one move!
Everyone in the audience was completely excited!
What they want to see is this kind of direct force attack.
Barbarians don't like dazzling moves, the only thing they like is strength and speed!
Especially strength, there is a natural worship!
Lan Ling shouted loudly and advanced step by step, slashing down with the two swords in his hands.
There is always only one trick!
There's nothing fancy about it, just cut it off straight away.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Ten swords, twenty swords, thirty swords, forty swords...
Each of Lan Ling's swords weighs 1,800 kilograms.
Each block of the Berserker's sword weighs 1,300 kilograms, because he has run out of bursts of bloodline power and can only use his body.
After canceling each other out, his two arms each had to bear an attack with a force of 500 kilograms.
His body is very strong and can withstand five hundred kilograms.
However, after ten times, his steps began to stagger and retreat!
As a result, an extremely bloody scene appeared on the battlefield.
The pretty boy Lan Ling shouted loudly and slashed with his sword.
The powerful berserker retreated step by step.
At the thirtieth sword strike, the mad warrior could no longer hold on.
"Dang..." The two knives in his hands were directly knocked away.
Then, he used his arms to block it. Anyway, he had metal scales all over his body and was almost invulnerable.
With the thirty-fifth sword, he was directly knocked to the ground and began to crawl away.
Lan Ling was not in a hurry to pursue, and just walked slowly, step by step, slashing with his sword.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The fortieth sword, the berserker's blood spurts out.
No longer able to escape, I could only sit on the ground and grit my teeth to resist.
Lan Ling aimed at his back and slashed wildly with his sword.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Everyone in the audience watched with excitement.
This is a true duel of strength, without tricks, tricks, or even speed.
The only thing you have is power!
The crushing and conquering of power is the favorite of the barbarians.
With each sword strike, Lan Ling's weight in the foreign army increased.
And Constantine once wanted to label Lanling a butt seller, but this time it disappeared.
"Blast, blast, blast!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Amid the enthusiastic shouts of the audience, Lan Ling slashed at this mad warrior with more than a hundred swords!
The surface of this berserker's body is still undamaged, which shows how amazing the metal scales on his skin are.
But his bones and internal organs had already turned into pulp.
His whole body was chopped up and crushed by Lan Ling's power into a piece of meat stuck to the ground, and he could no longer die.
One hundred and fifty sword cuts completed!
"Dang..." Lan Ling's iron sword suddenly shattered.
Lan Ling threw the broken sword away and said to Constantine: "Master Chief, Lan Ling, a foreign army, fortunately lived up to his command and killed an enemy general!"
"Long live, long live, long live!"
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