Chapter 255, the first battle of the full-scale riot (4)
"Army Troops! Attack!!"
"Soul Burial Troops, attack!!"
Two cold roars sounded at this moment, giving the order to attack to the army assassins and Soul Burial Troops who had just calmed down under the roar of artillery fire!
Without command or adjustment, more than 400 people from the two armies jumped out from the branches of the trees at the same time. The firearms troops sprinted towards the outside, avoiding the raging battlefield, and moved quickly towards the outside with the help of dark secrets. They wanted to find and detonate this.
The main culprit of the chaos, a gunfight? They couldn't ask for more! The melee troops and assassination troops rushed into the depths of the flames and smoke, locked on the figures of the eight tribes and attacked and killed them, intercepting their attack, and winning for the Yakuza armed personnel.
A chance to escape.
The two major armies attacked together, and the strength of the world's top team was instantly revealed. There was no fear, no panic, and no blindness. Whether they were cooperating with the attack or attacking individually, they showed extremely strong performance in the "smoke-filled" and "dense forest" environments.
combat effectiveness!
However, not everyone in the two armies successfully left the canopy where they were hiding, for example...
Mu Yuren was frightened and prepared to leave this uneasy area as soon as he received the order. He curled up slightly and rushed forward, jumping deftly among the branches and approaching the smoke area. But just now, from a tree
The tree jumped to another tree, and a dangerous aura suddenly appeared in my heart. The forward figure paused subconsciously. At this moment, the disappeared Yaya suddenly appeared, standing half a meter in front like a ghost, with his little head slightly raised.
, staring straight at Mu Yuren. He didn't move or speak, but the deathly silence made people feel cold in their hearts.
It is really unimaginable that a person's eyes and breath can evoke the deepest fear elements in people's hearts.
Looking at the child-like teeth in front of him, feeling the heart-stopping trembling, Mu Yuren felt wary, clenching his saber and being on full alert. In fact, he wanted to retreat, more like calling for help. After all, the opponent was on the top of the human list and the president.
He is no match for the monsters who command the same name.
But he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that the other person was like a dormant cheetah, waiting for the best opportunity to hunt, that is, the moment he set off.
There were fierce battles and brutal killings all around. The scenes were hot, bloody, and brutal, but he was the only one here who felt lonely and cold.
The quiet gaze, the quiet confrontation, and the invisible pressure made Mu Yuren's breathing gradually become heavier, and his calm mind was filled with fluctuations. Even the wound that Di Cheng had severely injured that day suddenly started to feel painful again.
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Since his debut, he has never encountered such a situation. Just the gaze in his eyes can make him...
timid?
timid!!
"Asshole!!" He squeezed out a word between his teeth. Mu Yuren took a deep breath to suppress his fear, and his expression became increasingly fierce.
Yaya didn't notice anything, and still stood there "dumbly", looking at him intently, his expression unchanged, his breath unchanged, like a clay doll placed there, lifeless.
"Pretend to be a ghost, get out of here!" A cold shout rolled down his throat. Mu Yuren's ready-to-go figure suddenly rose up, and with the help of the strong elasticity of the branches, he rushed straight to the top of his head, intending to avoid Ya Ya first, and then make a charge.
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Yaya still didn't respond, staring blankly, stupidly, and dreamily... looking at the darkness ahead.
"Ah!!" With a sharp roar and a fierce and evil intention, Mu Youren forcefully broke through the branches and branches, as if integrated with the saber, tearing the night apart and chopping down in the air.
He knew how tough his opponent was, understood the mystery of Yaya, and even more aware of the gap between himself and him, but his arrogant soul did not allow him to retreat, which also prompted him to unleash a super level of fighting power. Both his momentum and offensive power were far better than usual.
However... the fate is always unpredictable, and the too violent explosion involved the chest injury at the critical moment. Severe pain swept through it, the consciousness became a little dazed, the body trembled a little, and the offensive naturally weakened instantly.
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At the moment of bloody battle, at the critical moment, this is a fatal threat!
Just before the saber slashing in the air was about to strike, the stone-carved fangs finally began to sway a little. It was simple, erratic and random, but broke away from Mu Yuren's aura and dodged away from the opponent's trajectory.
The next second, the tense little hand suddenly shot high into the sky!
In a matter of seconds, a lightning strike struck Mu Yuren's throat. The timing, the direction of the attack, and the sharpness of the moves all combined to form... the blade of death.
puff!!
The tight little hands penetrated Mu Yuren's throat like a steel cone. Because he fell too fast and the impact was so fierce, Ya Ya's little hands pierced his throat on the spot, and the strong blood spurted out like spring water.
The desolate coldness that gushed out and spread all over the ground dyed most of Yaya's body a dazzling bright red.
Mu Yuren's mouth opened wide, blood gushing out, rapidly consuming his life and pulling away his soul. His wide eyes stared straight down, and his body twitched unconsciously, getting slower and slower.
Soft, until... it collapsed and became silent again.
The third captain of the Army Assassin, Shao Saomu Yuren, died tragically on the spot!
The 1.8-meter-long body was pierced by slender arms, raised high in the air, and stretched between the branches. The scene was bloody and terrifying.
This scene became a ‘color photo’ of the final moment of Mu Yuren’s glorious life!
Yaya's right hand raised high slowly came down, and his left hand pressed Mu Yuren's head, and with a little bit of force, he pulled the body away from his arm. His expression did not change from beginning to end, that indifference, that dead silence, that cruelty
, reflecting the most essential cold-bloodedness deep in his soul!
The atmosphere on the battlefield gradually became heated, and the scope of influence gradually expanded. After the shock, the Yakuza armed forces gradually regained their composure, and after moving closer to their respective squad leaders, they began to organize a counterattack.
But all this has nothing to do with Yaya. He still stood quietly and looked at it quietly. The only change was that his dead eyes began to look a little sharp, a little...
Killing intent!
On the big tree more than ten meters away, River God Kui was huddled deep in the branches, hiding in the darkness. He did not rush to attack, but continued to wait, peek, and search for him amidst the fireworks.
As the prey moves, the fine steel hammer rotates in the palm of the hand again and again, as if it is its beating heart!
All his energy was focused on the battlefield below, and he did not notice the tragic death of Mu Yuren in the distance, nor did he notice that someone was already there above his head.
Wearing a white coat, a white mask, and a white hat, he stood on the top of the tree, blending with the cold moonlight, like a lonely ghost at midnight. The scarlet lenses reflected the cold light, and the hands in the cuffs moved unconsciously. Everyone's
The auras are all different, some are manic, like Yang Jing; some are oppressive, like Di Cheng; some are cold, like beauty; some are deathly still, like Yaya, and this person... is cold! The coldness emanating from the soul,
It can also be seen as cruel and gloomy!
Fang Zhongshou! The sixth door god of Tianmen, Anatomy Fang Zhongshou! After more than two months of painstaking training, with the help of Di Yunyi and Wu Yunhao, the golden barrier that had been blocked for a long time finally broke through half a month ago, and he successfully won the championship.
amethyst.
The sixth most powerful quasi-purple crystal appears in Tianmen.
The Black List gives birth to a new generation of quasi-level human emperors!
Fang Zhongshou's condensed eyes were like a snake hesitating, and the fighting spirit that had not been felt for a long time surged in his chest. How much lethality could the Yaowangfu's mysterious light skills be combined with his own ancient martial arts point-pointing skills, and how was it compared to before?
improvement?
He wanted to try it.
The first target is He Shen Kui below! He doesn't know the identity of He Shen Kui, nor does he understand the strength of the opponent, but his intuition tells him... this person is definitely not an ordinary person.
So he was waiting, always waiting, like a coiled snake, waiting for its fangs to suddenly burst out and bite!
"It's you!" After some hesitation, He Shen Kui set his target on the most eye-catching monster on the battlefield... Tu Qingcang. After quietly inhaling, his expression tensed and he was ready to go.
But just as his crouched knees were about to stand up, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint white shadow flashing beside him.
Someone was secretly frightened. Heshenkui reacted immediately. The direction he was planning to move forward suddenly turned to the left. He rolled and dodges with great speed and force. The fine steel hammer was placed across his chest, like
The iron fist is drawn up and ready to strike.
He was extremely confident in his own strength, and his reaction at this moment was enough to escape from the enemy's sneak attack. However... before he could stand still, a dangerous aura and an erratic white shadow appeared strangely behind him on his left.
What? Damn it! How is that possible?
Although River God Kui was not frightened, at the critical moment, his power surged, and with a muffled roar, the closed hammer smashed with a bang, heading straight towards Bai Ying with the energy of a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
Fang Zhongshou's expression was erratic and swaying, like white cloth in the wind, like catkins falling, like dancing butterflies. The whole person seemed to move without weight, and the speed was extremely fast. Afterimages lingered along the way, and he appeared next to the river god Kui in an instant.
On the side, the fingers that were as stiff as eagle claws flew out to attack, ignoring the tsunami-like attack momentum of the river god Kuishan, and snapped on his arm that was wielding the hammer. The force of an inch suddenly burst out, and the index and middle fingers pressed accurately on his back.
The depression on the side of the palm and wrist creases...the Taiyuan point of the three most fatal points!
PS: The fourth update is here! The mouse squinted for a while, he will go to middle school later. Brothers, see you tomorrow!
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