This Game is Not Easy

call!

In the violent airflow of the scarlet hurricane, there is a strong smell of blood mixed with it.

A large amount of blood rose into the air, swirling and condensed along the airflow, condensing beside the red phantom.

The speed that was already fast to the extreme was actually accelerated again with the help of blood flow!

The terrifying aura, the powerful power, and even the Uncurse Master behind him felt horrified.

This power is at least the mid-level peak of the mist!

As for whether it has reached the high level of the mist, Master Wuzhu is not clear.

Because he has never climbed to such a high level.

But there is no doubt that the power contained in this blow is absolutely unparalleled, and no one can resist it.

He can't! Neither can Fang Yi! Neither can anyone!

This is a blow that cannot be resisted, this is... a blow of despair!

Master Wuzhu couldn't help but turn his face away and couldn't bear to look again.

Above the scarlet hurricane, two figures suddenly appeared.

With just one glance, the two suddenly shrank their pupils and exclaimed in horror.

"That is?!"

"Stop! Within the capital, attacks with such power are prohibited!"

They wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Accompanied by the wild laughter of the red phantom, the scarlet hurricane completely penetrated Fangyi.

"Damn it! You can't imagine the invincible power of the same level! Hahahahaha..."

boom!

A sudden loud noise.

The wild laughter stopped abruptly.

The scarlet hurricane dissipated in an instant.

While everyone was surprised.

A figure, accompanied by fresh blood, flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Master Wuzhu looked at the man, and his pupils shrank immediately.

The person lying on the ground... is the attacking red phantom!

The red phantom's eyes were blank at the moment, and his face was sluggish.

As if something incredible happened, something beyond common sense, the whole person was completely stunned, stunned, and his thoughts stagnated.

"I'm sorry, I really can't imagine the full-strength attack of the middle-level Youwu, so the power of the counterattack is not well controlled. If you are not careful, you will use too much force."

Tapping.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Fang Yi slowly walked out of the dissipating scarlet hurricane intact.

Glancing at the stunned and surprised Master Wuzhu, and giving him a reassuring look, Fang Yi came to the side of the red phantom.

Looking at the sluggish red phantom, Fang Yi patted his cheek lightly.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you? This is autistic? Do you want me to teach you how to play the game? You haven't even touched the strength ceiling of the high-level mist, so don't be invincible at the same level. People are dying of laughter."

Humiliation, and anger, came to my mind at the same time.

But the more angry and absent, the faster the red phantom's brain spins.

"Wait! Teach me how to play games? You... are you... are you..."

"Shh! Not everyone is as high-profile as you. Look at me, I have the strength of a secluded soldier, am I proud? No! Not at all! It is not inflated at all, and has always been careful to hide the player's identity. Act low-key, this is the The right way to victory in the game, understand?"

What? !

The whole body trembled suddenly, and the red phantom supported the injury and struggled to stand up.

"You Bing... Player... No! Impossible! How can there be a player who is stronger than me in this dungeon! How is it possible! You are a fake, an NPC disguised by the system, right!"

Overwhelming strength, overwhelming strength, one-sided situation...

This kind of powerhouse is actually the same player as him, a player who has only been in the dungeon for more than a year?

If this is true, then his hard work this year has really gone to the dog!

The gap is so big, what the hell!

Fang Yi didn't know about the intense psychological activity of the red ghost, he only felt that this guy has a pretty strong self-esteem.

clap clap.

After applauding three times, Fang Yi nodded and took out the black chain sword.

"Well said, I'm an NPC. So are you ready to be killed by an NPC?"

"Wait, wait! Brother, I have something to say! I know, I believe in you players! And...we are very likely teammates!"

The right hand was raised high, and the back of the hand suddenly emitted a faint light, and a black ring pattern slowly emerged.

Seemingly desperate, the red phantom said with the last hope: "I'm from the black team. There are still four people in the white team alive, and three people in the black team are still alive. You should also be from the black team, right? Does it matter to the one who won't give away the bag? Of course, now he will definitely be hugging the big brother's thigh...hehehehe..."

Speaking of the end, no matter how thick-skinned the red phantom was, he couldn't help but smile twice, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"System prompt: Black team captain uses [teammate's mark], and this dungeon will continue to reveal his whereabouts for a duration of [permanent]."

This guy... really dare to use it.

Teammate's Mark is an exclusive skill only available to captains in dan rank competitions.

It seems to be used to show identity, and it is convenient to cooperate with other unfamiliar players to speed up the gathering speed.

In fact, this is the ultimate self-exposure trick.

After using it, it will not only fall into a weak state for a certain period of time and lose its ability to fight.

And whether teammates or enemies, can sense the precise location of each other.

This is a skill that will not be used until the last minute.

Obviously, Fang Yi had pushed him to a corner.

If you don't gamble, there is no possibility of living.

Too bad... he bet wrong.

Shocked, surprised.

Fang Yi quickly stepped forward to support the red phantom.

"Teammate... No! Captain, so you are the captain!"

call-

The red phantom completely relaxed.

Bet right.

The body is completely weak, and even ordinary people are inferior.

But it's better than dying at one's own hands.

Although before he left the customs, he was ready to fight the air.

But that was based on the premise that his strength swept all other players.

Now that he has encountered such a pervert, he has no choice.

Killed or hugged, is there a choice?

"Okay... I've fallen into weakness now, you have to take care of me. By the way, before you enter the dungeon, which floor is..."

呲!

The pupils contracted, and blood splattered.

Looking at his chest, a long black sword penetrated his body~www.readwn.com~Captain, I'm on the second floor. But...it's the second floor opposite. "

With the last voice, the red phantom, the line of sight fell into darkness, and the consciousness gradually faded away.

With the last of his strength, he spit out four words with difficulty.

"Give...I...remember...remember..."

呲.

Withdrawing the black chain sword, Fang Yi threw the corpse to the ground at will.

"Dungeon Announcement: Player [East Gate Drunk] kills the enemy player [Bloody Story]!"

"Dungeon Announcement: The leader of the black team dies, and all members of the black team get a negative bufff [a skill of a random seal character] for a duration of [three days]."

"System prompt: The black team leader dies, and the effect of [teammate's mark] disappears."

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