Chapter 747

After Hansen's hands ignited a faint blue flame, the wounds slowly oozed a little green juice, and quickly evaporated. It seems that Hansen has found a way to deal with the holy thorn.

"Fire?" Qin Lun's eyes narrowed slightly, and any plant was afraid of fire. Holy thorn was no exception.

However, he looked up at Hansen and found that his disciples still had heavy expressions on their faces. After a little thought, he understood. I'm afraid that this dark blue flame is not ordinary fire, but another bloodline ability of Hansen - Soul Fire belonging to the bloodline of the dead.

"Ho Ho, the soul fire of the dead?" Qin Lun said with a smile, "isn't it a waste that such a high ability can only be used to dispel the disease of moss scabies? I don't know how many times can you use this flame that connects with the source? "

Fire of soul belongs to bloodline ability, but it is different from common bloodline ability.

Take Qinlun's apostolic lineage as an example. Such passive lineage abilities as fairy tale and devil will generally do not consume energy. But the corresponding active ability, such as devil transformation, consumes a lot, can only be maintained for a short period of time, and will empty all the energy value of the noumenon.

Fire of soul belongs to an active ability, but slightly different is that fire of soul consumes not only energy value, but also Hansen's soul energy. If this thing is used too much, it will definitely affect Hansen's soul origin.

As expected, Hansen's face was ugly after hearing Qin Lun's words.

The fighting experience of disciples is the most abundant among the five killers. Although their fighting talent is not as good as Grant's, they are quick to react. After the downfall of the first round, I instinctively began to scan the surrounding environment to find my way back.

The place where Qin Lun and he met happened to be an independent empty room, surrounded by no furniture but a single window and three people. Behind him there was as like as two peas in the same way as Qin Lun came in, but he did not know where the connection was.

Qin Lun, with a smile, moved a few steps to the left, blocking the only window behind him. It's hard to force his disciples into such a closed environment. Of course, it's better for him to have fun.

As for the corridor behind his disciples, he was not worried at all. The environment there is even narrower. If Hansen dare to turn around, it's like looking for his own way. It's better to fight with him here.

However, seeing Qin Lun blocking the window, Hansen suddenly got a bright eye, which fell on Susan who was hiding behind Qin Lun.

He stretched out his right hand and made a gesture in the palm of his left hand. Unexpectedly, he pulled out a strange shape of metal from his body.

When Qin Lun looked at it, he felt a little happy. Hansen's article, which is integrated into his body, is another artifact fragment that Qin Lun bought at the three tail kite apostle Club - yadolide gun.

It was originally the gun of a magic gun, owned by battel yadolide, the God of war in the world of narcinia. The gun function is the connection part between the gun head and the long handle. This treasure has no attack and defense ability, and its only function is to "fit and dissolve".

It can connect up to four pieces of apostolic equipment together, and roughly retain their own skills. The capacity of this thing is not as large as many weapon boxes, but it's better to be able to combine and exchange various equipment. It's the Weapon Master's artifact.

When Qin Lun saw Hansen put out such equipment, he felt a little funny and said strangely, "you want to use the equipment he bought for you to deal with me? But don't forget, I also have a memory of it. It doesn't help you in any way. "

"That's invisible!" Hansen lowered his eyelids expressionless. Suddenly, his feet began to work. The toe of his leather shoes was like an awl inserted into the stone slab on the ground. Just a strong pick, a chessboard size of the slate will be in front of him.

"Ah!" Hanson clenched his left hand and struck the slate like lightning.

Qin Lun in the moment of his hand, he has already dodged an angle. He has experienced the power of disciples. Under the explosive power of breaking through 100 points, even the stone chips will become invincible bullets.

However, to Qin Lun's surprise, the stone plate only made a "click" sound. Although there were countless spider web patterns on it, it didn't explode as he imagined. Even for a moment, it was still in the air. It seemed that there was a great power to imprison it and prevent it from bursting.

However, Qin Lun will know why Hansen did it next moment. This is not the discipleship's use of power is light, but it is the weapon warrior's subtle control of power.

Hansen's face showed a trace of satisfaction when he saw that the stone slab was cracked but not broken. His empty left hand flicked five fingers on the stone slab, and his fingers almost became a shadow.

"Joo, Joo, Joo..." There was a white air flow from the sharp air breaking vocal cord. For a moment, Hansen seemed to have a heavy machine gun shooting in front of him. Stone bullets roared towards Qin Lun like angry dragons.

"Hahaha!" Countless emerald green thorns gushed out of Qin Lun's sleeves in the roar of laughter, forming an airtight barrier in front of him.

Although the barrier is almost as thick as a foot, Qin Lun, behind the thorn barrier, still saw countless bumps on the surface of the rattan wall. Hansen's move is very powerful. If it's not too bad for the stone plate, it's a metal bullet. It's not necessarily able to be stopped by the holy thorn alone. After all, the texture of the holy thorn is too soft.When Hansen's attack stopped for a while, Qin Lun then removed the thorny barrier. In his perception, the other side seemed to be no longer in place. And so it was. As soon as he removed the barrier, he saw his disciples standing quietly in front of Susan, holding the girl's neck.

Qin Lun was a little confused.

Hansen should know that the story girl is unimportant. Life and death are not enough for Qin Lun to let him go.

However, he immediately thought of something. His brow tightened. The holy bramble in front of him shot at Hansen like a javelin. Even though he wanted to take Susan's life, he wanted to take her body back from his disciples.

"Late!" Hansen ignored the sound of the air behind him, and returned a faint sentence with his body on his back.

He didn't want to hurt Qin Lun with that move just now. Instead, he calculated Qin Lun's reaction. He knew that the youth association would make a rattan wall with holy thorns, so as to block his vision and enable him to grasp Susan smoothly.

In the next moment, he turned around like a whirlwind. An iron gun swept a piece of black light on his body and picked all the holy thorns that had attacked him.

Qin lunlao, without any effort, glanced helplessly at Susan, who had been pushed away by Hansen. The girl's face is full of inconceivable, raised her hand to touch her neck, and looked down at her ankle.

The two thick chains that lock the neck and ankle are gone. They are melted by Hanson when they touch the yadolide gun, and then they are combined into the big iron gun in his hand.

Of course, the disciples know that Qin Lun doesn't care about Susan's life and death at all. He holds the plot girl hostage so that it's just these two chains on her.

Qin Lun looks at Hansen's iron gun and doesn't know what language to use to express his depression. But he was soon relieved that as long as Susan was here, it would be sooner or later for the disciples to get those two chains.

He is so powerful that Qin Lun can't stop him if he wants to break through. The difference lies in how much he paid. In other words, he won the round and got the big iron gun made up of chain dissolution with almost no cost.

Hanson shook his gun and frowned.

These two chains are iron products hundreds of years ago. Although they are not completely decayed, their strength is still unsatisfactory. Not to mention compared with the equipment of the apostles, even the ordinary modern alloy has no comparison.

"It can only bear 70% of the force, otherwise the iron gun will be deformed or even broken." As a second-class Weapon Master, Hansen was familiar with the weapon in his hand just by playing with a few gun flowers.

"Are you ready? Let's start! " Qin Lun looked at his disciples and said coldly, his patience is almost to the limit.

"BAM bam!" There was a crash in the empty room. After getting the long gun, Hansen didn't have to worry about the holy bramble as before. Instead, he began to attack Qin Lun's defense, trying to get close to the distance of hand to hand combat.

"That's not good. It's too slow!" During the confrontation, Qin Lun became more and more impatient, and his eyes sparked with violence.

He is the same as Qin Lun. Both of them are not interested in the dog fight.

Qin Lun used to hate this kind of fight. He would choose to use his brain and set some traps for the enemy. Success or failure, once done, means that the fight will soon be over.

Now, this one prefers to adopt a more direct and violent way because of personality defects.

He began to purposefully reduce the density of the holy thorns, showing some flaws to Hansen, trying to tempt him to adopt more adventurous moves. Hansen seemed willing to put an end to the war of attrition, but it was too small to lure him.

The apostles are not equipped in this world, but the law body is still there. It's not a very serious injury, both of them can ignore it, so Qin Lun must risk his life if he wants Hansen to step into the trap.

For this, both of them knew that it was a gamble, and Qin Lun had the initiative for the time being.

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you first!" After several rounds of fighting again, Qin Lun's eyes finally showed a trace of madness.

In one attack, he completely let go of his frontal defense. Just like the thunder in the sky and the fire in the ground, when Qin Lun let go of the front defense, Hansen's eyes burst out with a pure light, and his feet burst with a mass of gravel. The iron gun flew out with the whole man, just like a swimming dragon, killing a black light from the thorns in the sky.

In the sudden appearance of blood light, Qin Lun rose up like a grasshopper and was pierced by an iron gun. A stream of blood flew out of his back. His right chest was completely pierced by an iron gun.