The old man saw Guo Fengyan's hesitation and bulged his eyes and said:
"Feng Yan, if there are more people, the result may be changed. Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is just a small way, and it can't actually change anything."
Guo Fengyan looked at his companions around him, took a deep breath, and said, "Even if we are leaving, we should remind them."
"I'm afraid if you go and tell us, we won't be able to leave. Even if we want to leave now, we can't leave." The old man hunched over and said calmly.
The fact that people are getting better and better is vividly demonstrated in him.
Although their bodies have been strengthened to the maximum extent, they are still not 100% resistant to bullets.
There are so many soldiers here. If they suddenly escape, they will be shot to death.
But the team is so long after all, they only need to find a relatively weak place to rush out and leave here.
Just as they were walking all the way back, they saw the first terrifying scene.
"What is that!" Meng Yao opened his mouth and exclaimed.
A huge skeleton stood in the wilderness holding a bone knife. Under the black mist, it was unknown when it appeared. It seemed that the place was empty just a second ago.
One, two, three, four...
At a glance, there are still more than ten of them.
"ah!!"
There were screams of fear from the crowd.
This is different from horror movies. When watching horror movies, you know that you are safe, but here death is real.
With huge wind pressure, the huge skeleton smashed into the crowd with an axe.
The ground was full of meat and bones, and the road was cut off by an axe, also cutting off the team.
It looked sideways at the crowd, silent and empty.
A large number of bullets shot out from the surroundings and hit the skeleton, but the damage caused was negligible. It was not until a heavy cannon exploded on its chest that its body shook, and a large amount of white bone residue followed. It falls off.
The skeleton's eyes were burning with green flames, flickering as it looked at the tank whose muzzle was pointed at it. It resisted another heavy cannon shot, got closer, and struck the tank with an axe, smashing the tank into pieces.
Guo Fengyan felt deeply powerless with such a monster in front of him, and quickly retreated while shooting with the rifle in his hand.
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All the reconnaissance robots were destroyed in an instant.
At the same time, Su Changxing, who was squatting on the windmill, noticed these skeletons and estimated that these things should be some kind of summoned objects.
"Bang~"
A bullet flew high into the sky, getting faster and faster, and finally penetrated the skull of the skull, leaving a big hole.
The spiritual fire in its eyes extinguished and it slowly fell backwards.
Su Changxing fired continuously, killing these behemoths one by one.
They couldn't avoid bullets at all, and they couldn't withstand the power of the next shot. They were just huge living targets for Su Changxing.
Several shots in a row.
More than a dozen huge skeletons were all killed. Before the crowd could cheer, a new skeleton appeared in the distance and walked towards the team.
Su Changxing felt that it was difficult. The other party seemed not to be prepared to confront him head-on. If he was exhausted, things would become troublesome.
And if he kept firing, he would definitely reveal his position.
Maybe someone is approaching him!
Su Changxing immediately left his current position and ran to the left through the woods. He ran for several kilometers without firing again, but quietly sensed the movement around him.
Someone is approaching him.
In a flash of light, his head was severed...
"Timing foresight" triggers.
Su Changxing's pupils suddenly dilated, he rolled forward, and a blade-like stream of light passed behind him.
"You can hide pretty quickly. The sniper... I thought I would succeed this time."
A short-haired man holding a long sword and wearing brown clothes slowly walked out of the woods on the side, with a smile on his scarred face:
"Sure enough, there is no such thing as a virtual warrior under such a great reputation. Now I think you are the strongest one here. This is not unreasonable."
Dozens of evil spirits emerged in the surrounding space.
Su Changxing calmly pulled out the revolver, took a few steps back, and said, "So, Your Excellency, you are the 'Taro Butcher'?"
He seemed very relaxed, smiled and continued: "I want to know why you came to kill me, is it because of that young master Naga, or what?"
The man was not in a hurry to take action. He showed elegance in his movements. He took out a slender cigarette from his chest pocket, held it in his mouth, and said:
"Well, I'm not a "Butcher of Tallow", not that rude, Jerome, a tailor... As for why I want to kill you... Why is this... ···Do you smoke?”
He threw a cigarette.
Su Changxing caught it, glanced at it, put it in his pocket and said with a smile: "In other words, I am dead."
Jerome said meaningfully:
"We actually gave you time to choose. If you quit, nothing will happen. The strong often have privileges. You are different from them."
Su Changxing noticed another figure appearing in the distance, his expression remained unchanged and he said: "If I quit now, is there still a chance?"
Jerome spit out the cigarette, twitched his face, and said doubtfully: "What are you waiting for? There was clearly a chance to escape just now."
next moment.
His body disappeared into an afterimage, and two semicircular streams of light struck Su Changxing from both sides.
[Moonlight Sword Blade: The blade flows like moonlight, greatly increasing the speed and power of the sword, and hiding the trajectory of the strike. The specific power is determined by the swordsmanship of the user. 】
Blood streaked across the blade of the sword, like moonlight staining bright red roses.
Su Changxing's body fell to the ground. Before he could even react, his head was lifted by a sword, cutting off his life.
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
"Haha, you're going to kill him right now? Aren't our trips in vain?"
A hoarse shout came from afar.
A man with a hook on his back, a bloated figure and clothes full of blood staggered over when he saw that Jerome had killed Su Changxing.
He is the "Taro Butcher", the apparent number one in the death competition.
This doesn't prove that he is the strongest, but it does prove that he has killed the most people so far.
Jerome frowned, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said, "No! It shouldn't be so easy."
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At this moment, seeing Su Changxing die so easily at the hands of Jerome, the audience fell into silence. However, seeing that Su Changxing's ranking had not been removed from the score board, heated discussions began again.
"He's not dead."
"How can this be."
"I wonder if Black Sword Tailor can find it."
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"What is this? The ability to copy. It seems that no other position has similar abilities."
The man on the high seat asked the man carrying the giant sword.
They can all see that Su Changxing is a pure extraordinary person, but this makes it even more strange.
The man carrying the giant sword thought thoughtfully and said: "It's a remote, unseen position. It seems that he has great potential and is worth cultivating."
"Only pure extraordinary people can go to higher places, and he meets this condition..."
The person on the high seat was silent for a long time before saying, "But he is a native, a native of the lower world."
"Does it matter? In fact, they are all human beings, huh, maybe their bloodline is more pure... and you and I shouldn't have such prejudices."
The man carrying the giant sword said calmly, his voice echoed in the hall, and the cup on the wooden table beside him continued to tremble, causing cracks.
"You are the Supreme Sun Lord, but I am not." The man on the high seat said mockingly, his eyes looking a bit gloomy.
