The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1722 The Clown Is Actually Myself (192)

The night was gloomy, and the faint moonlight shrouded the only building in the outskirts of the Eastern Wilderness. The tiles on the top floor of the Wang family's small villa had a faint white reflection.

To be cautious, Jingze sensed the atmosphere in the villa with his spiritual sense, and found that there was nothing unusual, it was just an ordinary residence for an ordinary family of cultivators.

He didn't quite understand why the "Wang Nuan" on the list became the object of special treatment. On the surface, there seemed to be nothing unusual here.

Sitting on the big concrete pipe in the abandoned space in front of the small villa of the Wang family, I started to lick the popsicle, with a look of lack of interest: "Brother Jingze, you can do it by yourself, right?"

she asked.

Because it was too ordinary, I felt that I didn't need to make a move.

"The entrance is there. I can go alone." Jing Ze nodded, then slowly walked up to him, and began to knock on the door very politely.

As a result, when the back of his hand was about to tap, he suddenly noticed that the eyeballs of the goalkeeper in the two paintings hanging on the left and right in front of the door suddenly moved, and suddenly stared at his face.

This is the "National Warriors" arranged by Wang Ling to strengthen the fortifications. One person is holding a cannon, while the other is holding a Gatling. It is a pair of extremely powerful firepower.

However, facing the pair of hanging paintings, Jingze just hooked the corners of his lips, and couldn't help laughing: "Interesting, it's such a protective method."

He didn't take these two hanging paintings seriously, but felt that this kind of defense was like a child's method, like a child in a fight, one of the children kept stepping on the opponent's toes.

Only children are naive enough to step on their toes.

Just about to reach out and uncover these two hanging paintings.

boom!

In an instant, there was a loud shelling sound, and a cannonball as big as a basketball was fired from the hanging painting and suddenly hit Jingze's chest. The huge propulsion almost immediately took Jingze away and moved back in place.

This power was obviously beyond Jing Ze's imagination, he didn't even have time to react, his feet scratched the ground, and plowed two deep ravines.

Then, in the open space ahead, a tiny mushroom cloud rose flat, and a big explosion occurred.

At the same time, the old man holding the Gatling painting also fired directly at this moment, blue sparks splashed out from the painting, and thousands of psychic bullets shot out in a short instant.

These bullets have their own trajectory in the air, with seven bends and eight circles, and choose the most suitable angle for all-round double-teaming.

This is the "Gatling Gun Fighting Technique", which can accurately lock every inch of the vital parts of the body, so that the locked party can't retreat.

The national warriors cooperated with each other tacitly, with one man holding a cannon and the other holding a gun. Under such a tacit offensive attack, fire suppression was formed in a short moment, turning the open space in front of the Wang family villa into a sea of ​​flames.

"Is everything resolved..."

A full three minutes passed before the two stopped their hands at the same time, looking at the bright fire ahead.

They had felt deep hostility when Jingze was approaching, so they decisively attacked and blocked the enemy, thinking that the intruder had been killed under the strong fire suppression.

Who would have thought that at this moment, a sound of thunder and thunder suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​flames ahead, accompanied by a golden thunderbolt falling from the sky, the sea of ​​flames was instantly extinguished.

On Jingze's body, there is a golden flash beating, which is the trace of thunder jumping like a snake on his body.

The bullets fired earlier were densely suspended around his body, all of which were blocked by an electromagnetic force, and none of the bullets could get close to him.

"How can it be……"

This time, it was the turn of Guoshi Wushuang to show a quiet and elegant look. They looked at each other and looked at each other, unable to believe what they saw.

This level of attack is more than enough to kill Dao God... They never expected that Jing Ze could stop it so lightly.

"Grandfather..."

The national scholar Wushuang, the faces of the two little old men holding guns instantly turned pale.

Snapped!

While they were in a daze, Jingze had already put on his familiar diamond gloves, pointed at the painting on the door, and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a powerful chaotic force gushed out from the hanging painting, and it flowed endlessly, swelling the body of Guoshi Wushuang to the size of a balloon.

Then, boom! boom! ...

There were two sounds in succession.

"ah……"

Accompanied by heart-piercing screams, the two hanging paintings exploded instantly and disappeared completely.

This scene was miserable, Guoshi Wushuang was completely destroyed by Jingze's diamond gloves, and split open on the spot.

They tried to struggle, but it was useless. The configuration Wang Ling gave them was strong enough, but unexpectedly they still couldn't beat Jingze.

At the same time, the rest of the incantations in the Wang family's small villa were also trembling, and they could clearly feel how powerful the invaders were this time.

In front of the quiet Wang family villa, under the influence of two dragon descendants at this moment, shrouded in a murderous atmosphere.

Wang's father and Wang's mother's realm is too low, and they don't have much idea of ​​such an overwhelming power advantage, but after hearing the explosions, abnormal movements and the screams of Guoshi Wushuang from outside the villa, they also began to feel a little worried. Worry up.

"What should I do... the child's father. It seems that a very powerful guy has come to the door." Wang Ma clenched Father Wang's sleeve tightly, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

Father Wang's throat rolled down, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It's okay... Order him to insure us... It shouldn't be a problem..." In fact, even Father Wang himself didn't dare to guarantee it. There was Wang Ling in charge of the small villa, but now that Wang Ling went out to do errands, without such a big Buddha guarding him, the couple would inevitably feel a little flustered.

At this moment, 096, who turned into a human form, suddenly walked over from a distance with Ah Nuan on his back.

Wang Nuan knew that the two dragon descendants seemed to be targeting her, so she was ready to fight.

"Yeah!" Ah Nuan said.

This time, Master Ma personally interpreted for Father Wang and Mother Wang: "Renren Nuan said that she wants to join the war."

"Ah Nuan?" Wang Ma said with a serious expression, "But she's still so young..."

From the mother's point of view, Wang Ma subconsciously objected. In the past, it was fine to have Wang Ling by her side to help, but now there are two powerful enemies here, and they seem to be very difficult to deal with. .

Wang Nuan is still too young...

It was only a few days after I was born...

The baby girl, who is less than a month old, has to fight against two dragonborn, and the dragonborn is not a Chinese cabbage.

However, Wang's mother and Wang's father did not expect that Wang Nuan was stubborn and had a strong desire to fight.

Without waiting for Father Wang's consent, the little girl tugged 096's rabbit ears directly, commanding 096 to jump out suddenly.

She showed up directly, with a clear goal, pointing at Jingze.

The small body sat on 096's shoulders, and while 096 was sprinting, he stretched out his fleshy little fists.

Jing Ze laughed immediately, he didn't expect that Wang Nuan on the list was just a baby, and he was also an irritable baby.

As soon as we met, I couldn't wait to jump out and want to beat him violently.

"Girl, your fist is like cotton, what can it do to me?" He hooked his lips and opened his palm at the same time, trying to catch Wang Nuan's punch.

boom!

Then, at the moment when the fist and palm touched, Jing Ze immediately changed color.

puff!

He was so shocked that he flew across the spot, spurting out a big mouthful of blood, and at the same time, his arms were convulsed uncontrollably, excruciatingly painful.

Jingze turned pale with shock, it was hard to believe that a baby girl could have such destructive power...

And it's even more unbelievable to him.

His Sequence Three diamond glove...

It actually broke...