No job in the world

Could it be that in the world of masters, loneliness and solitude are the main theme?

People like the dusk of the gods, who exist like gods, do they also feel lonely?

However, Zhang Fan never thought of himself as a god, he was just one of the mortal beings, and it was only because of his unparalleled skills that he seemed even more special.But when he was reborn, he was no longer an ordinary person. He wanted to continue living an ordinary life. Even if he agreed, he would not agree with the five years of memories he had more than others.

His figure shuttled among the flaming rock monsters!

The hero's phantom is always shining with silver light, and with his movements of waving his hands, he kills one enemy after another!

Walking without stopping.

In the eyes of everyone in Modo's tear team, his back has never been so tall.

He is like the assassin who has traveled through thousands of years, and also like the immortal God of War who never gives up. Every movement of his determines the life and death of the enemy, and every breath affects the hearts of everyone.

"—800."

The Brave Illusion Tool carried a little bit of fiery red blood halo across the air.

This is the rhythm of death.

"Roar."

The flame stone man who was attacked let out a painful roar, and the heavy stone legs retreated again and again, leaving conspicuous footprints on the ground. This devil-like human being, let it know what it's like to be afraid of this emotion.

"Bang~"

To meet the besieged flame golem, Zhang Fan made extremely unreasonable movements, but he was able to dodge it, so that the solid stone palm of the flame golem could only regretfully hit the ground.

"miss."

Zhang Fan dodges the blow, lifts the hero's phantom weapon and slashes with the sword again: "Hey~!"

After the flame stone monster was attacked by Zhang Fan for the third time, it finally showed a hint of retreat, and there was more fear in its eyes.

"Death!" But Zhang Fan didn't want to let it escape like this, exerting strength with his right hand, he forcibly pulled back the Brave Illusory Weapon whose sword tip was about to touch the ground, and swiped it back from the original trajectory.

"—800."

at last!

The flames on the flaming golem exploded, flying around like romantic fireworks. Although it was still a flame, it lost the high temperature it should have, and it couldn't do any damage to Zhang Fan.

Its two-meter-high body just exploded and fell to the ground, turning into countless rubble.

That pile of rubble was no different from the ordinary rocks outside. If he hadn't experienced countless battles and dealt with flame stone monsters, Zhang Fan couldn't believe that it was just this ordinary rock. It can form powerful creatures such as flaming stone golems.

That's right, compared to them now, the flame stone man is indeed extremely powerful!

The Qingmeng Mountain dungeon is a level 10-20 team dungeon. Only when you reach level 10 can you enter this dungeon. Players who exceed level 20 will also be forced by the system to temporarily reduce their attributes to level 20. With an attribute of level 20, facing a monster as powerful as the Flame Golem, I am afraid that most people can only return home with hatred, and only a very small number of masters can survive.

And once encountering dozens of flaming golems, even experts, few dare to say that they can defeat them!

The best result is nothing more than a successful escape.

"miss." "miss." "miss." "—50." "miss."

At this time, Zhang Fan was surrounded by five flaming golems in the center, and the rest of the flaming golems were in the outer circle, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time. Once Zhang Fan made a mistake or was not careful, they would take advantage of them. .However, Zhang Fan used nearly [-]% of his skills, and still avoided most of the attacks.

It's just a loss of 50 points of life, which is harmless to Zhang Fan!

However, although the loss of life was not much, he still decisively drank a bottle of Xiaohong. These monsters are not small shrimps. Resist down.Therefore, it is necessary to maintain a full state of life at all times.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, there is always nothing wrong with being prepared.

After finally dodging the attacks of the five flaming golems, Zhang Fan's body was kept low, and he swiped the Brave Illusion evenly.

"—800."

The flaming stone man directly in front of him was hit by his legs and knees, and he couldn't help but backed up a few steps. The figure stood unsteadily and was on the verge of falling, as if it was about to fall down at any time.

"Miss." Zhang Fan was about to rush up to strike it with a sword, but the flaming stone man on the left attacked and blocked his way. He could only slightly jump up and dodge the attack. Leave a deep impression on this flame stone monster, let it remember that not everyone can be blocked by it.

"—800."

The flaming stone man was also split a few steps apart.

However, the rest of the flame stone monsters didn't give Zhang Fan any time to breathe. Seeing that there was a gap, they immediately filled it up.

"miss." "miss." "—50." "miss." "miss." "miss."

A series of 'miss' means that the attacks of the Flame Golems were invalidated, but one of them was lucky, its attack was half a beat slower, but it hit Zhang Fan's foot just after Zhang Fan landed.

There was a sharp pain in the back of his foot, but Zhang Fan didn't even frown, he raised his sword and gave the flaming stone man a gift.

"—800."

The huge body of the flaming stone man was swept away by this huge force, and finally hit the ground heavily: "Boom~!"

The 'miss' flying all over the sky, and the intoxicating agility, represent the data of terrorist attacks, the never-extinguishing flame and fighting spirit. Zhang Fan uses his actions to interpret the standard of a master,

Let go, Zhang Fan!

"Ah~~~!" Zhang Fan opened his mouth and roared, and the speed of waving the Brave Illusion Tool suddenly accelerated a bit, his whole body was full of veins, and the body that looked thin at first had already emerged with chunks of strong muscles. Under the shining light of the flames, it looks so charming. The smooth lines are much more beautiful than those so-called bodybuilders, and they also have more incalculable energy.

He struck a sword!

This sword is as powerful as thunder, as fast as lightning, and it brings up a gust of wind. All the flaming stone monsters around him can't dodge, and none of them is spared. There are five sounds of hitting the ground in the air: "Boom—— Boom-boom-boom-boom!"

The bodies of five flaming golems landed not far away, and three of them also hit their companions, causing a little accidental damage.

"—800."

"—800."

"—800."

"—800."

"—800."

"—200."

"—200."

"—200."

"Wow..." Everyone's mouths were wide open. This sword is too gorgeous, elegant and domineering. Although several feelings are contradictory, it feels very natural. They didn't even see how Zhang Fan made the sword. The human monster has already been sent flying out.

The flaming stone monster over there was beaten to the ground, 'crying for father and mother', and howling in pain one after another, like little characters who are not popular, they are simply green leaves that exist to set off the beauty of red flowers.

However, everyone knows that they are not green leaves, they are powerful flaming golems!

It was the flaming golem that almost frightened them out of their wits!

Dozens of flaming golems besieged Zhang Fan for half a minute, but only five of them were beheaded by Zhang Fan, but most of them lost a lot of life, even though they had up to 3000 points of life , and ultimately could not escape the attack of death.

Zhang Fan's life has already consumed 200 points, and there are still 780 points left. If this continues, he may also be in danger.

However, seeing that everyone in Modo's tear team has recovered a bit, and there is no fear in their eyes, he feels very relieved. His efforts are not in vain. Although some strength has been exposed, it is only temporary after all. The speed at which his strength improves will be so fast that the world will be amazed and even shocked.

"Real man!"

Moduo Baihu only said three words, but it expressed the aspirations of everyone.

Not only is he a real man, Zhang Fan at this moment, doesn't he look like the undefeated God of War?

While everyone was still hesitating, Zhang Fan was burning his passion and unleashing his fighting spirit to his heart's content!

"Oh!"

A flaming golem was thrown high and fell heavily, causing countless gravel and dust to rise from the ground.

"Roar~!" The other flaming golem howled in pain. High in the air, struggling feebly with its limbs, it finally fell back to the ground, repeating the fate of its previous companion.

"drink--"

Zhang Fan drank suddenly, turned around and chopped a flaming golem.

"—800."

The sword and the stone hit countless small sparks.

"Clang!" The flaming stone man flew in response, doing a parabolic movement, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and finally returned to the ground, smashing a small hole, and the collision sound echoed in the nearby space: "Boom!" !"

Chang Yue gradually became a little crazy. The strong are often popular, and the appearance of the strong doing things seriously is more charming, and what the strong do is to fight the enemy, release their fighting spirit, and are willing to fight the enemy. If he dies, then his appearance will fascinate a lot of women!

Although it was a bit exaggerated, there was indeed a different feeling in Chang Yue's heart.

Not love, not family, not friendship.

It's complicated and difficult.

At some point, even she herself couldn't understand her inner world anymore, she only knew that this man was not what she imagined, maybe the so-called dude was just a disguise he used to protect himself, maybe he really There may be something unspeakable to hide.

"Remember the fifth rule of our organization?" Moduo Zhentian took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and looked around, with a low and hoarse voice.

Moduo Zhendong said guiltily: "Unless you die, you will never let your teammates fight alone!"

"So..." Modo Zhentian slowly raised his weapon, with the tip of the knife facing the sky, and roared like crazy, "What did we do just now? We were frightened by the seemingly powerful monster, so we can just watch Are teammates fighting monsters to the death and remain indifferent? Are we worthy of our teammates? Are we worthy of the clank oath we made when we joined the organization?"

Hearing this, everyone's eye sockets became a little moist, and strong shame and guilt occupied their hearts.

"We want to tell him: you are not alone, there is us behind you." Modo Zhentian was surprisingly excited for the first time. Since everyone knew him for so long, this was the first time they saw his expression, "willing to come Come rush with me!"

"rush!"

They raised their weapons and yelled loudly. This chorus of shouts was like flood dragons sailing out to sea, causing shock and waves.

ps: I struggled with this chapter for a whole afternoon, but in the end I still didn't write the feeling I wanted, so powerless.Thank you 'Samsara Payne' for the reward of 200 starting coins.

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