Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 732: Digging up the basket

This jet-black bullet could not be seen clearly among the numerous densely packed ballistic trajectories.

Luo Qiuhong was unprepared for its appearance.

Just as she was about to be hit by a bullet in the back of her head, Han Zhan's figure appeared behind her.

He closed his hands slightly, and a pitch-black vortex appeared in front of him.

The source of nothingness, swallow it up!
With a buzzing sound, the stray bullet disappeared into the black vortex.

But then, Han Zhan's expression suddenly changed. He opened his hands and reversed the direction of the dark vortex.

The bullets that were swallowed by the source of nothingness were re-shot from it. Except for the darker color, there was no sign of being swallowed at all!

"Back off first." Han Zhan grabbed Luo Qiuhong, and the two of them retreated further back to distance themselves from Chen Dubei.

"The bullets in his gun are made from the corpse of a god, and their strength is beyond what we can withstand."

"Unlock the National Memorial Field. This will not cause any harm to him, but will increase the number of black and white bullets."

Luo Qiuhong obeyed her words and released the realm. When the blood sea on the battlefield disappeared, she pulled out the National Sword from the ripples and held it in her hand again.

"Then what do we do now?"

"These bullets are not permanent. Their duration is three minutes." Shang Jianyue, who had a panoramic view of the battle, said at the right time.

Han Zhan nodded slightly, and he also discovered this.

Moreover, he also found a temporary solution.

"Retreat to a corner." He said to Luo Qiuhong and Shang Jianyue.

If you are in the center of the battlefield, you need to face stray bullets that may ricochet back from all directions at any time, and it is impossible to guard against them.

But if you retreat to a corner, the number of stray bullets you face will be greatly reduced.

Luo Qiuhong figured out the reason behind this, and his eyes lit up.

When they retreated to the corner while avoiding the trajectory of the bullets, Han Zhan stood in front of them with one sword and one sword.

In the distance, a jet-black bullet flew at high speed. Even the naked eye could not catch its trajectory. However, Han Zhan raised his sword and hit the warhead.

clang!
The moment the warhead collided with the sword blade, sparks flew everywhere.

The firelight illuminated Han Zhan's eyes, and Chen Dubei, who had always been cynical, let out a surprised chuckle for the first time in this battle.

"Blocked." Chen Dubei looked at Han Zhan again, and the smile on his face faded a lot.

The speed of bullets fired from the white sandalwood and black ivory muzzles also reached the level of gods.

Not to mention the enemy, even Chen Dubei himself couldn't catch it at all and couldn't see clearly.

He was able to survive the trajectories of so many bullets entirely due to his "luck".

How did the Korean War happen?
The answer is simple.

If Chen Dubei's eyes fell below where Han Zhan was standing, he should be able to see the light and shadow of a rotating sundial faintly emerging at Han Zhan's feet.

That is, Kunlun Mirror, with flowing light and shadow.

Under the acceleration of Liuguang Yingying, coupled with the sharp sword heart of the ninth-level swordsman, he could keep up with the speed of those black and white bullets.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Several consecutive chops proved that Han Zhan's process of blocking the bullet was no accident, and also completely stopped Chen Dubei's idea of ​​continuing to test.

Without the large number of skeleton warriors as targets, when three minutes were up, the bullet trails all over the sky disappeared.

Han Zhan stopped waving the Xuanyuan Sword at a high frequency and did not choose to pursue him. Instead, he took the time to adjust his breath and restore his spiritual energy.

He did not have the ability to use the Shennong Cauldron to create creatures, nor did he use the source of nothingness to swallow energy cubes.

Always keeping a hand open is the rule of thumb for surviving in a strange environment.

Chen Dubei inserted the white sandalwood and black ivory back into the holsters on the left and right sides.

His face was slightly pale, and his spiritual energy was consumed a lot.

"You are very good. I have been in the Everton Star Territory for more than three hundred years, and no one has been able to persist in my hands until now."

Chen Dubei looked at Han Zhan in the distance for the third time and said.

"If I guessed correctly, you should also be the overlord of a certain star field, right?"

Han Zhan chose to remain silent without responding to Chen Dubei's question. Chen Dubei shrugged and didn't care.

He continued: "What? Do you want to continue fighting?"

"You should have seen that with the two antique props of white sandalwood and black ivory, and my luck, I can be invincible."

"Unless you can reach the level of gods, dispose of these bullets, and then invalidate my luck."

Chen Dubei is indeed very strong.

In addition to being a god, he is also a well-deserved leader among the ninth-level powerhouses.

If he hadn't committed suicide and challenged the black hole of death, it would have been impossible for him to have more glorious history in the history of the Star Territory for more than 150 years.

How to do?
After listening to Chen Dubei's words, such an idea flashed through the minds of Luo Qiuhong and Shang Jianyue at the same time.

They looked at Han Zhan, the backbone of the team.

A trace of dejection and weakness flashed across Han Zhan's face. He sighed, and then dispersed the Xuanyuan Sword condensed in his hand.

"Let's try another method."

"This approach won't work."

Although I really didn't want to admit it, there seemed to be nothing I could do against Chen Dubei.

As soon as Han Zhan's words came out, the smile on Chen Dubei's face became fuller again, even narrower.

"Come on, let's get back to the game."

"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier? Maybe there is a chance to win against me with the rules, right?"

"Hahaha!"

Bad laughter rang in everyone's ears, and the faces of Luo Qiuhong and Shang Jianyue became very ugly.

Chen Dubei saw all the changes in their expressions and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

It was as if the battle just now was just an interlude.

Sic bo game, continue.

Chen Dubei sat back in his seat and still bet on "Dice 1 Point" directly.

It's more of a taunt.

A nasty provocation from a lucky gambler to other people.

But as luck would have it, they were to no avail.

How to do?
After placing the bet, the three dice started spinning quickly and then slowly stopped.

As the numbers on the dice became clear one by one, the final result was presented to everyone.

"1 point, 1 point, 1 point, dice 1 point, the player wins!"

The rules of the Sic Bo game treat everyone equally. When he heard the prompt sound, Chen Dubei could no longer suppress his smile, grinned and laughed loudly.

At this time, the reminder sound continued to sound amid Chen Dubei’s laughter:
"According to the game odds between the banker and the player, the odds of betting 1 point are 1:100000."

"The amount of this bet is 126 longevity coins. According to the odds, the banker needs to pay the player 1260 billion longevity coins!"

Chen Dubei's laughter stopped abruptly as he was reminded of the rules of the Sic Bo game.

He did win.

But the odds of winning this time are completely different from the last time.

When Chen Dubei thought of this, he suddenly raised his head. Sure enough, the unwillingness and frustration just now were no longer on Han Zhan's face.

All this is within his plan!

Han Zhan looked at Chen Dubei and said word by word:

"Since you want to play."

"Then we might as well make the basket bigger and let you have a good time!"

(End of this chapter)