Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

The group of blood-eyed players who were fighting against the vampire crows suddenly heard footsteps behind them.

They warned without turning their heads.

"Get out of here!"

"This is a trap!"

They kept releasing dazzling magic in their hands and hitting the crows.

No matter whether it was thunder, flames, hurricanes, ice, or holy light, there was no trace of any wound on the crows.

Those crows seemed to have high magic resistance, and their attacks could not cause much damage.

They could only grind the blood volume of these crows little by little.

They fought.

The weapons of those players who were proficient in melee were broken, and they had already lost their combat ability at this time.

They could only help those companions who cast spells to resist sneak attacks.

Not only did it not work, it was even a burden to others.

The orange battle blade popped out from Zhou Wen's right arm armor.

He chopped at the group of blood crows.

The orange blade flashed.

The blood-sucking crows at the front separated their heads, sprayed out a stream of blood, fell to the ground, and fluttered twice before completely losing their lives!

"What?"

"Fuck!"

The group of blood-eyed players who were constantly casting magic were shocked to see this scene, and they were also excited. They didn't expect that the companion who came to support was actually a player who was good at close combat!

Now their chances of escaping have increased a little!

"Kill!"

"Brothers! Go!"

The blood-eyed players were boiling.

The battle blade in Zhou Wen's hand was very fast.

With Zhou Wen's super high agility, he could swing three swords in one second.

Three orange-yellow sword lights chopped in three directions.

The blood-sucking crow in front of Zhou Wen was chopped to the ground by Zhou Wen like chopping melons and vegetables.

With Zhou Wen as a new force.

The other blood-eyed players behind were excited and became very brave.

Even several injured melee players were motivated to rush forward with their broken long knives or swords.

A few minutes later.

All the vampire crows were killed.

Zhou Wen stood in front of the group of Blood Eye Guild players with his back to them.

The Blood Eye players behind him panted and thanked Zhou Wen.

"Thank you!"

"Thanks to you, brother."

"Thank you, brother!"

The most powerful player among the Blood Eye players who had paid the most in the battle just now came forward and patted Zhou Wen on the shoulder.

Quite emotional.

However.

When he saw Zhou Wen's face clearly, his hand on Zhou Wen froze.

His pupils were full of confusion and fear.

"Yes!"

"Thank you, brother."

"Brother, let's play together in a dungeon later!"

"You are really strong!"

"No more words, I must treat you to the food I brought from the world of Xiao Dajia!"

The group of Blood Eye players behind him just escaped the catastrophe of life and death and seemed very generous!

At this time, Zhou Wen turned around slowly.

Everyone present saw Zhou Wen's true face.

In an instant.

Everyone's body froze.

The smile on their faces also froze on their faces.

Everyone didn't move.

It looked like seeing a ghost.

Zhou Wen also smiled.

"No way... No way..."

"Could anyone really think I'm here to save you?"

Zhou Wen turned the battle blade in his hand.

The A-level sword skill book that he had just received as a reward appeared in Zhou Wen's hand.

Zhou Wen learned it.

The players of the Blood Eye Guild jumped their eyebrows when they saw this scene.

Just now, Zhou Wen killed so vigorously without any skills.

Now he has learned a skill in front of them.

Wouldn't it be stronger in the fight?

For a moment, the remaining Blood Eye players didn't know what to do.

Zhou Wen looked at the A-level swordsmanship he had obtained, the Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Blade.

[Skill: Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Blade]

[Level: A]

[Description: Created by the world's fastest sword]

[Details: The attack speed is uncertain, depending on the player, and each sword causes 150% damage]

This is a very strong swordsmanship that is most suitable for players with high agility like Zhou Wen.

Three swords per second Under the blessing of this method, Zhou Wen can even reach four swords per second and five swords per second!

And Zhou Wen's strength value is as high as fifty points, which is surprisingly large.

How can those players resist this?

One of the players of the Blood Eye Guild raised his staff and aimed at Zhou Wen.

Then.

The second player.

The third player.

The fourth player.

The fifth player.

They all raised their staffs, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Zhou Wen was no longer the joy they had just seen.

Instead, it was hatred.

There was a complexity hidden in the hatred.

Zhou Wen also pointed the orange battle blade in his hand at them.

They wanted Zhou Wen to let them go.

This was impossible.

As long as Zhou Wen lost the guild war, he would die!

There was no room for negotiation.

For a while, waves of magical spells were heard at the door of the dark castle.

Zhou Wen shook his head when he saw this scene.

He said lightly.

"Too slow..."

Zhou Wen's figure seemed to have turned into a gust of wind.

Blowing into the group of people.

Zhou Wen was also accompanied by a whistling sound like a strong wind.

And his invisible orange blade light.

The blade light mercilessly harvested the group of Blood Eye players.

They chanted magic for too long.

Under Zhou Wen's hands, especially those of a top melee player like Zhou Wen, they were looking for death!

The heads of the Blood Eye players kept leaving their bodies, blown down by the airflow brought by Zhou Wen's speed.

For a moment, the heads of these players turned into fallen leaves, and accompanied by Zhou Wen's figure rushing in, they drifted in the air with the wind, and blood was stirred in the sky.

Finally, they fell heavily to the ground, dyeing the entire land red.

Every time Zhou Wen killed a person, a part of the black gas-like energy from the dead player flew into Zhou Wen's Dantian.

Instilled into the inner demon.

Restored the power of the inner demon.

Zhou Wen killed all the more than ten players of the Blood Eye Guild.

The power of the inner demon was also restored by a small half.

Although it is not as good as the magic energy he absorbed from Lingyun Fairy Mountain when he was just born, he can still do a lot of things.

The inner demon awakened.

He knew everything that happened around Zhou Wen.

He also knew that it was the woman who saved him.

He dragged his chained hands and feet in the dark space and smelled his body.

Then he frowned suddenly.

He looked like he was smoked.

He looked at Zhou Wen's self through his flesh, looking like he was disappointed with him.

His body was already stained with the breath of Huangquan.

He didn't even think about getting rid of it.

It would be difficult to get rid of it later.

After all, the breath of Huangquan Road is not welcome in the human world...

Zhou Wen killed all the blood-eyed players, stood on the ground for a long time, and finally picked up the battle blade and turned to enter the dark castle.

He is no longer the newcomer who just entered the Holy Grail battle.

He is now an old player.

He slaughtered dozens of people without changing his color...