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The ghost tide of hiding the sky and covering the earth finally swept, and Lin Xiaolan’s arrow rain became extremely small and helpless. At the entrance of this pyramid, Mu Shaoan Facing intensive attacks from all directions, the sky and the ground in an instant.

But in this brief moment he was still as calm as a rock, as if all this had nothing to do with him, until a dozen sharp claws were only a few centimeters away from his body, the war sword suddenly appeared sheath.

No rainbow piercing the sun, no blade light like snow, no dragon's cry tiger's roar.

Some are just sharp, incredibly sharp. This long knife with four gaps seems to burst into life in an instant, possessing a soul, and the monstrous killing intent is unstoppable.

The heavy shield of the immortal is still quietly standing on the yellow sand, seven death wooden spears are still on his back, Mu Shaoan holds knives in both hands, in this brief moment he is not a shield warrior, not a throw Expert, but a Sabrewielder alone on the yellow sand.

Unexpected.

The sun is scorching, the yellow sand is full, and the heat and suffering will not have the slightest effect.

The long knife was swung, leaping like electricity, and hitting hundreds of times in an instant. Three seconds later, within ten meters of Mu Shaoan's body, a clearing was completely formed, and the twenty who rushed into this range A second-form red ghost was killed.

As for himself, no sharp claw can touch him.

But the ten-meter blank only lasted for a second, and then was immediately filled by the red frenzy. There is no nonsense, life, or death between the enemy and the enemy. This is not a multiple-choice question, but If I let you die, you must die.

Mu Shaoan is not stingy about his explosive value, and never thinks about a protracted battle. As for life and death, it will not be in his consideration. Maybe he will die, maybe he can live, But what does it matter, what is the battle points?

What about golden rewards?

He doesn't care at all.

He likes adventurous, likes to try, likes breakthrough limit.

Just as he dared to jump into the tide of thousands of corpses alone in the Seven-Day Killing World, at this moment, he would also block nearly a thousand more powerful ones without the slightest hesitation. Before the ghost tide, the reason was just for breakthrough, continuous breakthrough of one's own potential.

This reason seems to others to be naive, crazy, and ridiculous, but he is happy with it.

The burst value in the body is quickly consumed, and at the same time it is quickly recovering.

His control of power allows him to obtain the greatest gains with minimal cost.

However, at this time, there is no room for sloppyness. There are more than a dozen ghosts every moment, and when more than 20 ghosts attack at the same time, he must spare no effort.

And this is exactly what he wants.

If you don't be crazy, you won't be a devil.

No breakthrough, no limit.

Only a true warrior will take a long knife to blood as a joy in life.

The fighting intent is condensing, the killing intent is raging, and there is already a faint blood of light on the sword of war. It is not clear whether it is blood infiltration or what?

One by one, the red ghosts followed each other. Every time they seemed to be able to pounce on Mu Shaoan who was close at hand, but every time they were greeted by a cold and sharp blade.

This person is like a ghost. The speed of the knife is too fast, and the coordination and balance of the body are too bad. God knows how he did it?

He is like a superb dancer. Every time he stumbles, every time he moves, every time he leans, every time he spins, he has a kind of aloof and remote elegance, not pure agility. It's not pure power, it's not pure dodge, it's not pure balance.

Everything comes from stability.

Obviously he moves like a rabbit, shots like electricity, and has a smart figure, but he is shocked to give people a mountain-like stalwart that cannot be shaken.

So that Lin Xiaolan, who was constantly accumulating feather and arrow support behind him, was stunned for a moment.

Really, she can't figure out how Mu Shaoan did it?

Dozens, hundreds of biochemical ghosts combined can surely crush Mu Shaoan. This kind of data-based confrontation can't go wrong, so even Zhong Yuan and others who are so confident are like a catastrophe. , She herself is so proud and self-confident that she feels like a doomsday.

She has never understood what self-confidence Mu Shaoan has? Is it just by stupidity and boldness?

You must know that even if there is a C-Rank expert, I dare not stop nearly a thousand second-form red ghosts with just one person.

Because two fists are hard to beat four hands, heroes cannot beat many people. This is almost the law. No one can advance and retreat under such a intensive attack. Beating to death is also as it should be by rights.

But now what Mu Shaoan has shown finally makes Lin Xiaolan understand a little bit. It's a pity that she is not a melee professional. Otherwise, seeing this scene will definitely understand it and it will be of great benefit.

Yes, a long time ago, Mu Shaoan was far ahead of all D-Rank procedural soldiers, and he realized the secret of the word stability. This is why the Xu Feng clearly corresponded to him in the attribute data. It's almost the same, but can't handle even one trick.

In the past six days, Mu Shaoan seems to be hu hu asleep. On the one hand, he is trying to confuse the virus, but on the other hand, he is constantly comprehending the role of stabilization in the battle.

This sounds like fantasy, but it’s not. People who have nothing in their minds are of course fantasy, but Mu Shaoan has already initial understanding and has a gully in his chest. At this moment, I feel it is no less than the effect of retreat. .

Leave aside, other people have had the experience of being alone, under siege by hundreds of thousands of enemies, but able to fight to the end?

Who has it?

Almost no one has this experience, or almost all people who have this experience have died.

But Mu Shaoan did, and more than once and survived to become the final winner.

So he only needs to keep recalling every detail of himself under the siege of countless enemies, rumination and continuous improvement, which in itself is a great progress.

In a sense, he is better at dealing with group fights than others, which is why he can understand the truth of stability faster and earlier.

Everything has to be experienced before you can feel it. Let a person who has never experienced this kind of besieged desperation, let a person who has been accustomed to cooperating with teammates to understand these, unless He is extremely talented, otherwise there is no way to realize it.

And all these causes and effects are gathered here, and the miracle at this moment is achieved.

It is obvious that a large number of ghosts are besieging from all directions, from the sky to the ground, but they have evolved into Mu Shaoan surrounding and blocking. At the entrance of the pyramid, within a space less than ten meters, both of his hands holding the war sword, centered on the heavy shield of the immortal on the yellow sand, flying horizontally, leaping vertically, shifting left, flashing right, turning, and attacking. No long sword flashed by, but See corpses stacked.

The war knife soaked with blood-colored rays of light seems to be getting sharper and sharper.

In just a few minutes, the spacious entrance of the entire pyramid was completely blocked by corpses. Lin Xiaolan wanted to spare everything to support Mu Shaoan, but now she is suddenly lost It was discovered that her support was meaningless.

"What happened?"

The Zhong Yuan, who had been nervously hiding at point B of the pyramid, and the others waited for a few minutes and finally couldn't help charging again. After coming out, I saw the scene in front of me. I could hear the roaring from outside, but the entrance of the pyramid was actually blocked by corpses, and the gurgling blood flowed like a stream.

Lin Xiaolan stood there blankly, desperate.

"Go for support and move all the bodies away."

Everyone is smart. Although they don’t want to believe in their hearts, the facts cannot be changed. In this case, since they are There is such a terrifying expert on this side, so if you don't get a share of the pie at this time, do you mean to wait for the daylily?

A group of people hurriedly moved the clogged corpses away, ready to join the battle, but the speed of stacking the corpses on it seemed to be faster. They were like being trapped in a mine. The survivors, no matter how desperately they dig, there is no end.

"Hurry up, Mu Shaoan is waiting outside for us to rescue." Zhong Yuan yelled, he almost regretted his death.

Everyone regrets their deaths, fuck, I knew that there was such a strong teammate. They would not escape to point B and stick to it. These are all precious points.

And Mu Shaoan, who is outside at the moment, has already exhausted his burst value dozens of times, but both of his hands' knives and killing movements have not slowed down at all, he still has power The spirit strength can be slowly consumed, and it can continue to burn, as long as he can hold the war sword, he can continue to fight.

The virus side thinks that he can use the crowd tactics to kill him alive. This is indeed a good way to avoid the loss of one's own elite, but also to get rid of this first threat.

But they are only wrong. Mu Shaoan's limit is not beyond the reach of this thousand-meter red ghost.

At this point in the battle, even the white ghosts have joined the battle, trying to use this elite + cannon fodder method to test, but it does not make any sense, unless there is something that can crush Mu Shaoan Ghosts, otherwise their actions won't cause Mu Shaoan any trouble.

For him, whether it is a cannon fodder red ghost or an elite white ghost, it can cost a single second.

The bloody rays of light exuded by the war sword at this moment is already extremely rich, but in this bloody battle, no one can detect it for the time being.

Mu Shaoan should have noticed it first, but at this moment, his whole body and mind are involved in this battle, he doesn't care about it at all, let alone the fact that the sword of war is getting sharper and sharper.

So much so that this long-planned siege turned into a massacre.

When Zhong Yuan and the others finally crawled out of the layered corpse mines, only a sharp whistle was heard. The red ghost who was besieging Mu Shaoan instantly retreated, rushing into and rolling. Among the yellow sand.

Because Mu Shaoan can hardly see any fatigue without retreating, but there are already more than 400 red ghosts killed by him. This is a suicide attack, a sea of ​​people. The tactic has failed. When will it be better not to retreat?

"Ahhh, you virus rubbish, bastard, disgusting Nasal Mucus Insect, your grandfather is here, run your ball?"

Zhong Yuan and the others almost I was so angry that I vomited blood. These bastard viruses, at any rate, hold on for a few more minutes, too don't give face, can you still play well, how can you bully people like this, I beg dissatisfaction!

"Leader, let's catch up and avenge Mu Shaoan!"

An antivirus hunter from the second list shouted in anger, he didn't see the distance Mu Shaoan like blood bottle gourd.

"Chasing?"

Zhong Yuan feels a little bit in his heart. He is very confident of his own strength. Even if he faces twenty red ghosts alone, he is not afraid, if The opponent fights with wheels, twenty each time, one hundred in a row, he is also not afraid, but when he thinks of hundreds of red ghosts rushing up, he can't help but shiver, bird hair, this is simply not once. thing.

There is no room for display, it is definitely the end of a gang fight to death.