"Master, you are too strong!"
Witnessing the scene where the stranger ducked to hide from the gun, the blood-stained setting sun clenched his fists, and a pair of button eyes erupted with an even stronger cyan light.
"Oh! Alien clown..."
The third-rate man seemed to be recalling some bad experiences, shivering in his seat and trembling all over.
"I didn't expect..." Teng Teng explained with a faint look and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Even after so many years, the foreign guy still maintains a superb level of slaying the emperor, if not..."
Teng Teng shook his head with regret, but did not say the second half of the sentence.
If it weren't for the skin of Holy Exorcist Hunter, which is too restrained by Chainsaw Clown,
I'm afraid that the stranger's gun-dodging maneuver just now was successful enough to be recorded in the history of horror and nightmare games!
On the other side, the Lava King, with rolling flames flowing all over his body, sighed helplessly.
"Disgusting Holy Exorcist Hunter."
It exhaled a breath of heat that twisted the air.
oh?
The eyes of some of the Slayer Emperors and Human Emperors sitting around the Shadow of Time lit up.
Speaking of which,
This second-generation peak slaughter king can be said to have the most say among all the characters present.
In that era when the peak of the first generation slaughtered the emperor and retired,
The third-rate routine of using the skin of the Holy Exorcist Hunter can be said to have caused a dimensionality-reducing blow to the Emperor Slayer circle.
And among these,
The Shadow of Time, who has not yet become the peak slayer, is one of the few who can compete head-on with a third-rate team.
"The bullet bag that separates time." The Shadow of Time murmured softly. It stared at the bullet bag pendant on the waist of the third-rate routine and slightly increased the volume. "Faced with such a character, does the Chainsaw Clown really have a chance of winning?"
"He can divide the overall stun time of the bullet into one-second stun durations."
"Besides, there is also the negative status attached to each bullet..."
After finishing speaking,
The Lava King crossed his arms and remained silent.
"well."
After hearing what Shadow of Time said, Teng Teng once again shook his head disapprovingly.
Only he, as a professional commentator, can understand the meaning of Shadow of Time's words.
For example, a hunter player without any talent or characteristic bonus can use a shotgun to stun the executioner for nine seconds.
The third-rate routine is to use the bullet bag pendant on his waist to split the bullets with a total stun duration of nine seconds into nine bullets with a stun duration of one second.
What's more, with the bonus of talents and pendants, the total stun duration of his shotgun attack is more than nine seconds?
A fugitive character like this that can create multiple levels of control is the best counter to the Chainsaw Clown!
If he really fights stupidly, even if the clown uses up all his infinite power, it won't help!
Moreover, the extremely abnormal additional characteristics of the sacred exorcist hunter make the stranger's hope of winning extremely slim!
This limited skin of the first-generation peak human emperor allows you to choose the state of the bullet being ejected when each shot is fired, such as the previous Holy Light Cannon.
At the same time, he can also select the negative status attached to each bullet.
This is where the strange arc of electricity lingering on the Stranger's torso comes from.
What is even more powerless is that the third-rate routine can also use the recoil of each shot to dodge, thereby avoiding the executioner's attack after waking up.
"Sliding, separating time, negative status..."
For strangers,
this,
It is destined to be the most difficult battle!
No matter how much Teng Teng admires the stranger, he cannot deny the huge gap between the two.
I'm afraid it is,
There is no way to save it!
...
Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling...
The silver-white arc light danced, and the stranger's dull appearance was like a puppet on strings.
but...
Walking on the ice and snow path, the power of the chainsaw began to repel the purifying power from the Holy See.
After a few seconds,
The arc disappears.
"whee!"
The upside-down triangular eyes locked tightly on the third-rate plan that was running wildly in front of him, and Yunfan showed an eternal smile.
Although, my chainsaw is not equipped with the power of wind.
However, due to the long time spent on the ice and snow trails,
now,
The third-rate routine has been superimposed with two layers of movement speed slowdown.
Moreover, my first-level sprint speed blessing has been unlocked, and under the circumstances...
still have a chance!
Boom, boom, boom!
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
The giant claws violently pulled the slender traction rope, and the ghost-like figure of the Ice and Snow King charged again!
"Ha ha ha ha..."
At this time, the third-rate figure with icy brows was swinging his arms wildly, his strong legs were kicking the ground quickly, and his whole posture was as strong as a sprinter's.
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【:59】
【:58】
【:57】
【:56】
Time passes minute by minute.
Nearly half done!
Glancing at the phantom of the alarm clock, the third-rate routine nodded lightly.
Next,
As long as you keep doing it steadily!
Even if the stranger can seize the flaw and get closer to him, it doesn't hurt.
"call."
The sound of breaking wind getting closer and closer reached my eardrums. I took a deep breath and leaned forward to speed up.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
The wild wind rolled up the messy hair of Third-rate Routine, and it seemed that in the next second, the cold saw teeth would cut through his arteries and pierce his nerves.
And at this moment,
A wooden board sandwiched between two compact groups of tombstones is also right in front of you!
boom!
The third-rate routine turned around and kicked the ground. The next second, the sawtooth exuding a trace of cold air came into his eyes.
However...
A huge bullet was loaded into the gun almost instantly. The golden pattern outlined three rows of golden threads, and a clear chain pattern was formed in the central pattern.
Bang!
There was a flash of fire and the bullet shot out of the barrel.
Immediately afterwards,
The bullets that had just escaped from the muzzle split immediately, and three rows of holy light shot forward like a rain curtain!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Slightly adjusting the position of the gun butt, the third-rate routine stood on tiptoes and slid backwards in an extremely elegant manner.
Snapped!
After skating three times to reach the board, the third-rate routine quickly slapped the board down.
However...
Just when he was about to take a step and run wildly, the roaring and roaring sound of the chainsaw clearly hit his ears and eyes.
"how come?"
The Holy Hunter's pupils shrank into golden dots, and he turned around in disbelief.
Huhhhhhhhhh!
The wind howls,
An ice-blue, muscular figure emerged from mid-air.
"whee!"
The stranger's body passed through three rounds of bullets and light rain,
It opens its arms,
Arrive as a predator!
"It's enough to do this trick once."
The clown's triangular eyes hanging upside down burst out with astonishing murderous intent.
Under the pressure that almost condensed into substance,
The third-rate routine even forgets to breathe.
adrenaline secretion,
The excitement and fear that had been absent for a long time reappeared in his body.
But this time...
bass!
The sharp blade was unsheathed, and the paladin's entourage drew out the sword, and a slight sense of coolness emerged from the depths of Third-rate Taolu's mind.
Oops!
The situation is critical!
Seeing the stranger launch a brazen attack, the third-rate eyes focused on the chainsaw in its hand.
Calculated according to the distance between the two,
He didn't have enough time to escape.
therefore,
Next, he can only gamble on luck and use his dodge skills to avoid this attack!
Swish swish swish!
The chainsaw clown's huge body crossed the board. Yunfan crossed his arms, and the violent chainsaw immediately cut across the left side of the third-rate routine's shoulder.
At the same time, the third-rate routine's knees suddenly dropped, and the waist, which had been trained for a long time and had sufficient strength, drove the upper body to sink, making a very standard boxing shaking action.
ZZZZZZZZ!
The saw teeth scraped against the scalp, sweeping away a few slender strands of hair.
Dodged!
The third-rate routine was delighted.
But the next moment, a sudden change occurred!
"whee!"
The stranger who was about to hit the ground suddenly turned his head and showed a disturbing and weird smile.
Uh-huh!
The claws holding the chainsaw loosened, and the chainsaw, still in sprinting state, struck backwards.
Whoosh!
Yun Fan's other hand swung upward from diagonally downwards, like a powerful and heavy uppercut.
The third-rate routine of maintaining a swaying posture and lowering the upper body was instantly awakened.
Damn it!
This is a foreigner’s routine!
It pretends to attack with a chainsaw, thus tricking itself into focusing on the chainsaw and ducking to avoid it.
But this plays right into the Joker’s hands!
His habitual leaning down was exactly in line with the stranger's wishes.
One side launches a surprise attack from the bottom up, while the other side moves closer from the top down.
This is what pulls his torso into the clown's attack range!
but...
There's still a chance for things to turn for the better!
As long as he leaned back to dodge the attack before the clown hit the ground, it would still be all in time.
Whoosh!
The holy exorcist hunter raised his head, and he could only feel a biting chill passing in front of him.
boom!
The next moment, the clown's body hit the stone tile floor hard.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, the third-rate routine showed a smile that would survive the disaster.
stranger,
Still failed!
Staring at the clown lying on the ground unable to move, the third-rate actor couldn't help but have a proud look in the corners of his eyes.
However...
"This is..." His eyes suddenly glanced at the tip of his nose, and his third-rate voice became hoarse, "What?"
The blurred vision came into focus, and a round drop of crimson was reflected in the golden pupil of the holy hunter.
That one on the tip of your nose?
Blood beads?
Ding!
The system's prompt sound is like thunder!
[The third-rate routine has entered a state of injury. 】(To be continued)
