Abyss Express

The bright silver spirit floated beside her, and the gunsmith did not fire a warning shot. Divana still had twelve rifle bullets and eleven dust crystal arrow bullets - Jingguang had been sent as a secondary weapon. In Zhao Jianxiong's hands, he didn't have much firepower to waste.

In Yanwuping, the blades of grass were blown to the north of the courtyard by the cold wind, leaving no trace of dust on the ground.

The thick and smelly blood spread under the feet of the God of Death. Jiashen lost his head, and his body was still splattering blood. Fat gluttons pupated non-stop, making the corpse struggle and squirm.

Many of the disciples raised their weapons and were chilled by the awe-inspiring murderous intent. They rushed out from the northwest and southwest doorways. Those behind could not feel the spiritual pressure of the King of Hell in the ground, so they pushed those in front, urging and cursing, and wanted to Companions give way.

"There are six leaders on the left, two squatting on the wall of the courtyard, and the two vanguards in the middle of the avenue are dead." Fenfang Huanmeng wanted to say something more, reminding the main body to pay attention to protection - after all, this was the first time they faced Professor Xia Bang Blood Freak's swarm attack: "Two o'clock on the right and..."

"No need to say any more." Jiang Xueming interrupted the spirit body's battle report: "I can see it, so you have to concentrate."

The first round of position selection has begun——

——The gunsmith needs a little space and stronger concentration.

"I won't hold you back." Fenfang Huanmeng just finished taking care of Chen Jing No. 2. With her toes and claws gently hooked, Jiashen's weapon came into its hands. "There are too many enemies. If I am beaten to Kneel down and it will return to your body immediately.”

There are sixty or seventy blood-granting freaks left, and twenty-seven of them have already entered Wuping. They move very fast. Before they became blood-granting units, they also knew some ways of running quickly while holding weapons. It's Lian Jiazi.

The gunsmith finally found the right moment before the enemy queue fully expanded.

Judging from his inspiration, the twelve blood-giving units that first entered Yanwuping had stable auras and the strongest inspiration pressure - now because of the companions who jumped in the queue later, these high-risk units had to be forcibly dispersed into a semicircle formation. . They are no longer as closely aligned and caring for each other as they were at first.

This is the opportunity in the gunsmith's eyes -

——He didn’t hesitate to pick up the gun and fight again!

When the flames of Diwana's gun lit up, Jia Zi, who was leading three or five disciples in a formation to attack and kill, got goosebumps all over his body!

He was shot in the ankle. He knew that the magic weapon in the enemy's hand was not simple, but he did not expect that this "flying sword from hand" could be so accurate and ferocious, and could avoid the iron armor and get into the gap of the ankle!

He and his companions approached the demon monk and sprinted with 90% of their strength. Their speed had reached the limit, but there was still an abyss of twenty feet!

For a while, the other eight disciples around him followed up and saw the demon monk coming out with another magic weapon. The muzzle of the gun that spits out flames and exploded with thunder was clearly pointing, which was also a big flaw! After understanding this, the blood-giving monster will no longer be afraid!

With just one second of nerve reflexes and only one second to judge the situation, Xueming fired the last dozen or so bullets from Diwana and immediately abandoned the gun without any hesitation. He did not want to check the shooting results and was about to enter the desperate fight of hand-to-hand combat. link!

The man who led the way to break through the door and smash the demon monk's posture was the same as Jiawu. He was also a giant man with an iron tower. This man held a pair of lantern hammers and danced with heavy weapons in the strong wind. However, he was able to maintain his balance. He was the result of years of diligent study. Hard training and blood-imbued divine power have created this indestructible armor-breaking skill - he is the number one formation-breaking warrior in any battle situation.

There were blood-granting monsters following the giant leader on the left and right, supporting each other. A group of six vanguard soldiers stepped on the corpses of Jiazi's team and rushed over to get the first prize.

For a moment, Yue Zhi Gong Cao's breathing became rapid——

——He couldn't understand the origin of this demon monk's martial arts, and he couldn't understand Pankrasin's combat skills.

I saw the giant man's sledgehammer sweeping over him. The demonic monk refused to dodge, and seemed to be swimming in the air like a piece of duckweed - he was like a fish, actually getting into the water. ! He was swept away by the hammer head wind pressure!

The sharp blade of light found the giant man's forearm and led it through a strange arc!

After it entered the humerus, it slowed down, and Morpho's clothes brought out a golden stream of light. The gunsmith used somersault and moving skills. He didn't want to leave his feet off the ground, but at this moment, he had no choice. He had no other way to attack. select.

At the same time, the four people on the left and right each armed with Qimen weapons rushed towards the gunsmith's original position - all of them missed.

The gunsmith still needs to observe when making stabbing movements——

——He is observing the offensive synergy of this team.

When they fell back to the ground, everyone felt dizzy.

With just one move, the demon monk cut open the soft flesh of the giant man's arms. His jumping, slashing, and stabbing movements were clean and neat. The time he stayed in the air seemed to be less than a second, but he moved a distance of about twelve feet, knocking the six people in the front row. The encirclement and strangulation of people was completely behind him!

"Surround him! Kill him! What are you doing standing still!" Jiazi, who was blocked by bullets, came back to his senses. There was no one alive around him, and he quickly asked for help from the rear team.

Even if you say so——

——Jiazi's heart was in turmoil.

What kind of amazing stunt is this? What kind of light kung fu technique is there that makes no trace of treading on the snow? !

Just now he was rolling sideways and soaring into the air, but he could still find a path for the knife? Can you still pinpoint the timing of landing?

Liuding Liujia, headed by Jiazi, used to be in the martial arts world. After receiving the blood-granted body, their reaction speed and ability to capture breath, listen to sounds and identify locations are far superior to ordinary people.

The gunsmith's knife just now scared Jiazi. Although the giant man with the two hammers did not suffer much damage, this skill of cutting off and attacking with attack as defense was something he had never seen or imagined before, so he felt fear and hesitation in his heart - humans can really do this. To that kind of thing?

Time will not slow down because of his hesitation.

After the gunsmith finished cutting the first knife, he would not sit still and wait for death. He immediately started to run away——

——There was a gap in the encircling wild goose formation. He seized this opportunity, immediately remembered his job, and turned back into a conscientious butcher.

Yue Zhi Gongcao couldn't understand the next scene at all.

Going to the weapons warehouse on the northwest side, leaving the open area of ​​​​Yanwuping, the demon monk immediately started to show off his evil as he had a high wall to lean on.

A terrifying wound appeared in the encirclement team of diners!

I saw new reinforcements coming out of the northwest door, and the warriors at the front of the queue began to chop down the demon monk with their big axes.

He walked very fast, with quick steps and quick hands!

He quickly passed the ax shaft in two or three short steps. He turned the dagger in his hand and changed his forearm grip to cut hard.

Cut off the arm with one knife, cut off the head with one knife——

——Stepping over the wall, the gecko swam around the wall and moved to the middle of the team, and two more heads flew up.

He clearly saw the body shape and position of the blood-giving monster in the middle row, and changed his steps from small steps to long steps. Before the enemy soldiers could raise their spears and halberds, he advanced hard and fast, and the lever and curled halberd cut off the reactions next to him. If he can't reach the enemy's head, he will push forward with his shoulders to open a bloody path.

But when you take two or three steps out and your strength becomes unsustainable, immediately let go of the halberd handle——

——At this moment, the spirit body of the demon monk was still working on breaking up the enemy, using unimaginable speed and power to force the pursuers on the southwest side.

Five or six people were hit by the gunsmith's attack, and their energy and blood pooled in their chests, unable to move forward or retreat. They could only squeeze down the outer wall of the armory, and when the wrestling game reached the final round, they had some time to breathe.

The gunsmith ducked halfway, let go completely, and a flaming meteor flew beside him.

Fenxiang Huanmeng had almost a heart-to-heart connection with the main body, and took out Chenjing No. 2 for execution.

The overpressure of the air wave caused Xueming's ears to bleed, and only one arrow shattered five or six blood-giving monsters.

Ding Chou, who was still watching on the side of the armory, was covered in sweat——

——The holy blood in her body was restless, but she held the spear in her hand and the crossbow in her arms, but she couldn't find the slightest chance to make a sneak attack.

This guy is so fast!

The dust crystal fireworks that suddenly exploded forced her to cover her face and hold her head. When she looked up again, a blood-covered shadow rushed out of the smoke.

The demon monk is here!

She quickly drew her knife to deal with it, and the light of the knife that struck her crooked the handle of the knife, breaking one of her arm bones, causing her body to lose balance and fall to the ground instantly!

Her sloping chest and abdomen were stomped hard by the demon monk, and she used the force to jump out of the circle. When she got up quickly, she saw the terrifying monk dissecting her sisters!

Sister Ding Mao seems to have been severely injured! Ask the demon monk to cut open his abdomen with a knife, and the iron armor will also tear open the shocking wound! The eldest sister only focused on stuffing the insect nest in her intestines back, and her face became paler and paler!

The four or five disciples who were supporting him were almost frightened to death. They saw that the Dingjia Martial God was not the enemy of the demon monk. They were all holding their weapons to protect their vital points, fighting and retreating in a defensive posture!

At this moment, six consecutive arrows were shot from the arsenal, hitting Ding Mao's front door firmly, making a clanging sound through the eye socket of the helmet!

An enemy came looking for the gunsmith, but the gunsmith immediately lost his bow!

Ding Chou came forward to hug her eldest sister, but before she could cry, half of the corpse fell out of the door and window of the armory, and the lower body flew out from the door. She was hit and rolled back to Yanwuping. She gritted her teeth and wanted to fight back, took out the crossbow and aimed it with hatred!

The gunsmith hugged a blood-transferring freak and adjusted his breathing to regain his strength. He slowly walked out of the weapons warehouse and walked to the door.

The hostage in his arms could no longer speak and could only cry - the vocal cords in his throat were stabbed to pieces by Beloberg and sealed by the high temperature.

Ding Chou hesitated for a moment, and then he could no longer seize this opportunity.

He only rested for five seconds, just five seconds - Xueming felt that his two big arms had regained some strength. In front of the thirty or so people remaining outside the door, he stabbed the monster in his arms to death.

Witnessing the whole process, Yuezhi Gongcao felt warm in his crotch——

——He peed on the spot because his mind was greatly shocked and he could not accept this fact.

There was an immortal who was slaughtering the immortal soldiers and generals in the prefect's mansion. He was single-handedly fighting one against a hundred.

There were broken arms and limbs everywhere in Yanwuping, and there was more and more blood. The most complete thing was actually the heads that had been chopped off one after another.

The gunsmith became active again. He wanted to continue running to choose a position. In the extremely fast movement, he tore apart the team at the northwest door - he wanted to continue to deal with the more than 30 people on the southwest side in the same way.

This method of combat is very common in street fighting. Whether it is shooting combat or hand-to-hand combat, teams that support each other are the most difficult targets to overcome. We must find a way to separate them, at least not to face enemies on all sides.

As long as you can run, Fragrant Fantasy can protect the gunsmith's butt. After breaking through, there will be one side left for the courtyard wall, leaving about 135 degrees of attack surface. The gunsmith only needs to face one attack position every time. Two enemies - no matter how many people there are, they can't attack their teammates. Even if you have guns or bows and arrows in your hands, your line of sight will be blocked by your own people.

Even if Ding Chou had a crossbow bolt and darts, she couldn't shoot out, not only because the gunsmith was too fast, but also because the relatives and friends who were constantly injured and unbalanced in the shooting angle occupied Ding Chou's sight.

This is the supreme art of street fighting, treating the enemy as one's own weapon.

In the second half of the war, the situation suddenly became clear——

——The time has come when Fragrance Fantasy doesn’t need to take care of Xueming, and it doesn’t need passive defense. It can use all its firepower.

Ding Choumei and Brother Jiachen, who were twenty feet away, felt a fatal murderous intention at the same time.

The demon monk stopped running when he reached the northwest corner of the courtyard wall. Wails could be heard from all over the Yanwu Ping, and then a crisp sword cry was heard!

The silver dragon Qingfeng, who was transformed into the body and lifted Jiashen, was like a flowing white rainbow, causing thunder on the ground!

The moment the sound barrier was broken, it was so easy for the fragrant dream to cut the blood-granting monster's head! It just beheaded people and then dissipated immediately! Like a human bullet!

Jiachen didn't know what happened yet, but he only knew that Ding Choumei seemed unable to move anymore.

Until the second soul power attack, Fengfang Huanmeng started again, sprinting from Xueming's body, and the air flow roared out of the armor!

Before Jia Shen's sword fell to the ground, the steel tiger grabbed it back into his hand. After cutting off Jia Chen's head, it immediately flew away!

The six Ding and Liujia martial arts priests all froze in place, and their heads had no time to fall down. Their heads were separated only by the violent storms caused by the spirit bodies from time to time.

The gunsmith galloped all the way to the southwest door, and the fragrant dream seemed to appear and disappear like a separated spirit. Jiashen's sword was so chipped that the blade collapsed, and he immediately changed to another weapon - it brought a flying claw, meteor, rope and iron hook. He can also use special killing skills and is proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons.

He quickly stepped over the courtyard wall and rushed out. Everywhere the gunsmith went, there was a bloody storm.

The archer crouching on the courtyard wall looks for the right opportunity to fire his bow! The sharp arrow flew out, causing the crazy airflow of Fragrant Fantasy to stir up into the sky. Before the shooter could dodge, his head was blown open by a flying thigh bone! Shoot out a ball of blood mist!

Yue Zhi Gongcao left early, and when he was about a hundred meters away, he saw the afterimages of his incarnations left in the martial arts field. The demon monk was killing faster and faster and more smoothly, but he was able to kill him cleanly just like that? !

"All dead? All dead?"

Priest Gong Cao turned his head to look back and ran over the wall outside the mansion. He accidentally hit the stone lion at the gate, causing his head to break and bleed.

"Master Kunwu! My life is at stake!"

He quickly got up, fearing that the King of Hell would catch up. He touched his head and thought he was dead. He woke up after taking a few breaths of fresh air.

If you don't shout this sentence.

Nine-five-two-seven kicked open the mansion door——

——Another tigress, another incarnation had just captured the fleeing government soldiers, and it just so happened that Zhao Jianxiong had finished his work of guillotining people, leaving an empty space that could be used to guillotine livestock.

"Don't worry! There's another one!"