Chapter 115 Abandoned Fishing Village (4)(1/2)
Although, Mr. Bailu now only has one level of health left.
but,
Obviously, Yunfan would not continue the pursuit.
If it weren't for the unexpected sneak attack by the smelly mud monster, Yunfan would never have been able to score the second blow at such a fast speed.
When facing a martial artist, going after the leader is definitely a wrong decision.
but...
Although Lord Bailu was not knocked down, Yunfan was not worried at all.
because,
Before this game, he had already maxed out his trauma talent.
Coupled with a layer of bloody power and the negative characteristic of the martial artist's healing speed being slowed down.
The treatment speed...
To describe it as a turtle speed is no exaggeration.
...
"If we continue to pursue it, the pace will slow down."
Yunfan raised his head and looked at the ocean stone pillars in the distance. At this moment, the light of half of the stone pillars was gradually dimming.
Whoosh!
Yunfan waved his giant claw, and a layer of blue and transparent fluorescence suddenly covered the ice-blue sawtooth.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, Yunfan pulled the chainsaw traction rope without hesitation and ran towards the abandoned fishing boat.
And there is the location of the bloody setting sun!
For the role of the Voodoo Puppet Master, the Voodoo Puppet Master will be weak for a long time before the permission to use the puppets is unlocked.
Humble and have a blank slate!
And this also means that the Voodoo Puppet Master is a very weak character in the early stage.
but...
If the Voodoo Puppet Master is allowed to unlock the second-level characteristics, the pressure on the escapees will increase exponentially in an instant.
Control the field, guard the corpse...
In the hands of the voodoo puppet master, even a full-blooded martial artist would have a hard time saving someone!
Yunfan's purpose is to help Bloody Setting Sun develop the second-level characteristics as soon as possible.
With the slight acceleration of the first-order characteristics, the outline of a small fishing boat soon appeared in front of Yunfan's eyes.
...
In front of the fishing boat.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Holding the giant scissors, the blood-stained setting sun stepped forward, closely following a slender figure in front of him.
"This walking skill is not bad, kid."
Carrying a ruby cane in her arms, she turned her head and shouted behind her. She was smiling and her peach blossom eyes were narrowed into small slits.
"Smelly woman!"
A hoarse roar came from the blood-stained abdomen of the setting sun, and a dazzling green light suddenly burst out from his button eyes.
The bloody setting sun is extremely unhappy with the third-rate positioning!
But there is no way,
He had to admit that every member of the third-rate team was a freak!
Even a famous top slayer like himself is often slipped to the third or fourth place.
Click!
The giant scissors penetrated the wooden ship plank, and the bloody setting sun followed the footsteps of the third rate and blocked it at a wooden window of the fishing boat.
bass!
He pulled out the giant scissors and stabbed at the third-rate player quickly.
But this time...
"wrong."
The blood-stained setting sun tilted his head slightly and murmured to himself.
This woman's movement was obviously not a normal route, as if she was deliberately blocking herself here.
How could she make such a stupid mistake and let herself get the knife in vain?
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure waving a whip came into view against the blood-stained setting sun.
"Little setting sun."
The corner of the third-rate man's mouth curved into a perfect arc: "Sister, take the first step!"
The next moment, the long whip was swung out, causing bursts of ear-piercing sonic booms.
The long whip penetrated through the window at an extremely tricky angle, and the whip instantly wrapped around Sanliu's slender waist.
Whoosh!
The long scissors were waved in the air, and he lowered his head under the bloody setting sun. He saw...
Under the fishing boat, a bearded man was retracting his whip, and on his shoulders, he was carrying a smiling third-rate man.
"Desert Wolf."
The blood-stained setting sun clenched his fists, and his voice suddenly became ferocious.
In the Horror Nightmare game, there is only one escapee character who can whip around to save people, and that is the cowboy!
The Desert Wolf is recognized as the number one cowboy in the Human Emperor circle.
"What's going on? Your little white deer is so prosperous after he retired?"
Being carried on the shoulders by the running desert wolf with its long legs, the third-rate man waved provocatively at the bloody setting sun and asked absentmindedly.
"Ah this..."
The Desert Wolf was a little hesitant, and when he heard the prompt sound coming from his ears, he was also speechless.
He is very aware of the strength of Mr. Bailu. Even if he retires for several years, his level is definitely not inferior to that of some active professional players.
but,
The system prompts will definitely not be fake.
"The guy opposite is an old alien after all, hehe."
In the end, he could only vaguely find an excuse to excuse himself.
Snapped!
Hearing the footsteps approaching like a reminder, the Desert Wolf slapped the board without hesitation.
And at this time...
The blood-stained setting sun's knees slightly bent, and the next moment, he suddenly jumped up from where he was.
[Action determination is currently in progress.]
[Current action is: attack, judgment failed.]
boom!
The thin body of the voodoo puppet master hit the ground, and its landing point was exactly in the middle of the board.
However...
Seeing the giant scissors rolling aside, a joking laughter came from the blood-stained belly of the setting sun: "Borrow me a fire!"
Snapped!
The next moment, the wooden board with huge force slapped the blood-stained head of the setting sun hard.
[Current number of resentments: 1.]
The blood-red prompt text suddenly popped up, emitting a dim red glow.
To be continued...