As of this era.
Of the 100,000 tower invaders, only one-tenth, that is, about 10,000 of the strongest geniuses, passed the third level.
The other 90,000, except for a few unlucky ones who were eliminated on the first two levels, were all poisoned to death on this level.
Although there is a maximum time limit for a single layer.
But the Feather Poison Scorpion's range-wide toxins simply prevent the breaker from surviving until the timeout expires before being poisoned to death.
After all, with the movement of a thousand flying feather poisonous scorpions.
It won't be long.
The entire battlefield will be filled with toxins everywhere...
"It's really cruel."
In Zhao Fan's perception.
A thousand flying feather poisonous scorpions started to move.
One by one, they raised their tails and rushed towards him, emitting dark green poison like mist.
Zhao Fan weighed it for a moment with his accumulated combat experience.
It became clear that the only way to kill the Feiyu Poison Scorpion at this level was to kill it as quickly as possible, and not to try to hide.
otherwise.
Wherever the toxin passes, it will remain there and will not dissipate, which means the battlefield space is getting smaller and smaller!
"kill!"
Zhao Fan slashed out with one stroke.
The spider-like sword light slashed at the Qianyu Poison Scorpion.
But their shuttle speed was extremely fast, and even Spider Jue had no time to exert its stickiness like dog-skin plaster and chase the locked Thousand-Feather Poison Scorpions behind them.
One breath.
Zhao Fan struck out hundreds of knives.
He only killed more than twenty thousand-feather poisonous scorpions, and they were all accidentally injured by him...
"Um?"
Zhao Fan's eyes lit up.
The random and unorganized spider attacks began.
because.
The more you stare at a fixed target, the harder it is to hit it. On the contrary, the accidental kill rate is extremely high!
The light of spider silk and swords flying all over the sky spread in all directions.
One by one, the flying feather poisonous scorpions fell.
One thousand.
Soon there were only five hundred left.
However.
Just at this time.
The remaining five hundred suddenly stopped.
In Zhao Fan's sight.
They rushed towards the corpses of their companions one after another, one alive and the other dead.
Everything happens instantly.
After swallowing it, the poisonous hook on the tail became larger, and the diameter of the poisonous mist it emitted also doubled.
Even the speed of shuttle has reached the point where it is comparable to the two-spined ape!
Zhao Fan's pupils shrank and he shuttled towards the void that was not contaminated by the poisonous mist.
Barely dodged this wave of attacks.
He struck again randomly!
Killed three hundred mutated Feather Poison Scorpions!
"No way, you're still coming?!"
Zhao Fan's eyes widened.
The only two hundred flying feather poisonous scorpions left scrambled to devour the three hundred scorpion corpses!
Some swallowed one.
Some swallowed two.
The range of the poisonous hook and poisonous mist has become larger again!
The speed reached more than half of the two-spined ape!
In an instant, he was approaching Zhao Fan.
"..."
Zhao Fan had no room to swing his sword. He fled speechlessly to another void where he was temporarily safe, intending to repeat his old tricks and launch a third wave of random attacks!
But only one hundred and fifty-seven cuts were made.
Many secondary mutated Feather Scorpions have arrived!
Zhao Fan escaped in time.
Of those one hundred and fifty-seven swords, more than half were in vain, and only seventy Flying Feather Poison Scorpions were killed.
However.
The remaining one hundred and thirty flying feather poisonous scorpions were still fighting for the scorpion corpses. Except for the sixty that were not caught, the seventy mutated three times.
Zhao Fan briefly felt it.
The safety range on the entire battlefield is still two-thirds of the initial level.
Continue to shuttle and pull?
But those three-time mutated Flying Feather Poison Scorpions are so fast that I don’t know who is pulling whom!
suddenly.
Zhao Fan, who frowned, felt something in his heart and his eyebrows stretched out.
He thought of a way to deal with it! ! !
