Ling Yun is very excited now, it should be said that he is very excited. Since entering "Fantasy World", except for the four guys he met in Montreal that day, he has not really fought with a decent person. The person in front of him now who has killed countless people is not an ordinary person.
Man, judging from his actions, this guy is also a super mode player.
Master!
A cold wind blew on the street, and the air was filled with chills. Neither of them moved, looking at each other, without even blinking.
10 minutes passed, and the two of them still didn't move. The players watching the fun next to them touched the cold sweat on their foreheads. The more this happened, the more intense the tense atmosphere became, making people breathless.
It's not that Ling Yun doesn't want to take action, it's that he is not sure now. The duel between masters only lasts for a moment, and taking action hastily will only reveal flaws.
A fallen leaf fell in the wind and crossed the sight of the two people. The sound of gold and iron sounded, the cold light of two daggers flashed, and countless murderers disappeared into the air.
The fallen leaves were picked up by the airflow and rolled in the air. Pupils shrank, Ling Yun quickly stepped back, the cold gun muzzle swept around, rising slightly. He was an assassin who had killed countless people. If he were to get close to him, the consequences would be disastrous.
Everyone's hearts are in their throats. For a sharpshooter, a set of skills for an assassin in a stealth state can be taken away. Although the Death God's equipment is very good.
No, but a weapon that seems to kill countless people is not bad either.
Ling Yun was still retreating rapidly, and time passed by second by second. Seeing that the assassin's invisible time was about to come.
"Hey, it's now!" A figure suddenly emerged from the crowd and went straight to Ling Yun's heart. If he hadn't killed countless people, who else could be there?
So fast! Ling Yun didn't expect that he would kill countless people so quickly. In fact, the moment he became invisible, he dodged into the crowd next to him, and using the people's cover, he sprinted behind Ling Yun.
The cyan light cut through the air and made a faint sound, showing how powerful it was. Moreover, the blade flashed with a miserable green fluorescence, which was obviously equipped with a poison skill.
With one leg on the ground, Ling Yun forced his whole body to turn sharply. At this time, the dagger that had killed countless people was less than half a meter away from his body, and it was still accelerating.
Killing countless people while activating skills such as backstab, throat kiss, and assassination, the dagger instantly shines with murderous intent. This is his full blow. For fragile professions such as rangers and superpowers, it is guaranteed to kill with one hit.
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The dagger swept toward Ling Yun's throat like two poisonous snakes. Just when it was about to cut the skin, the target in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only a big MISS in the air.
A sharpshooter who can become invisible? After killing countless people, he felt something was wrong, so he forcibly interrupted the skill, held the dagger in his left hand, and swung out a crescent moon.
Poof! Blood splashed, and a large cloud of blood mist sprayed into the air.
-189! Ling Yun's figure stretched out more than two meters on the bluestone ground, half-kneeling on the ground, and there was already a half-meter-long bloody gash on his shoulder.
Da da da.
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-197! -188!
Along with the roar of AK47, countless people were killed with two blood arrows on their bodies, and most of their health points were lost in an instant. Instead of retreating, they advanced, and their body speed increased instantly. The dagger in their right hand pierced the air, and had already climbed up to Ling Yun's neck.
"Hey, you lose." The originally ferocious face that had killed countless people now looked even more terrifying, its eyes were bloodshot, and it looked like a ghost was alive.
Ling Yun smiled and said lightly: "You didn't win either."
I saw countless murderers holding two gun barrels on their chests, a double-barreled shotgun and a golden king.
Eight Boxes is filled with murderous intent. As long as he gently pulls the trigger, how can he still be alive now?
"Ha ha......"
Then the two of them laughed heartily. This was an evenly matched duel. If the two of them fought to the death, the only ones who would take advantage were those watching the excitement. No matter who died, all their equipment would be blown away, even if they had leftovers.
That one can only have residual health.
When they met by chance, the two of them had no intention of fighting for their lives. Mainly because the name of the God of Death was simply too arrogant, Gou.
It aroused the competitive mentality that killed countless people.
However, countless people did not know that Ling Yun was actually winning this battle. He still had the shield skill on the Devil's Medal that he had not used, but that skill was a bit abnormal and should not be used easily unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Let's go, how about a couple of drinks?" Ling Yun put away his weapon and stood up.
"Haha, that's what I meant." He opened his mouth, and the scars on the faces of countless murderers seemed to spread out. "The famous God of Death really deserves his reputation."
The moment the two walked into the bar, the whole street was boiling.
"Fuck! Who was that assassin just now? You're so awesome. You can actually fight to a draw with Brother Death."
"Did you see that? That's a master, a real master! I've been playing games in vain these past few years."
"If the God of Death joins forces with that guy, I'm afraid there will be no rivals in the entire Demon City, right?"
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People are talking about why there are so many video posts on the official website. Where there is death, there is always news.
As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend, but half a sentence is too much to talk about it.
Accompanied by the explosive nightclub music, the entire table was filled with wine bottles at this time.
Killer Numerous put his arms around Ling Yun's shoulders, and hearty laughter came from time to time as they talked. The fat man beside him had long been drunk and unconscious, and he was no different from a dead pig lying on the two little fox tribe girls.
The two of them talked freely without any scruples, and under the influence of alcohol, Murderer actually revealed his identity to Ling Yun.
The man who has killed countless people, whose real name is Zhang Hong, is a professional killer. He is very famous in the world of killers. The boss of the killer alliance has invited him many times, but he has rejected them all. He likes a person to be free, like the wind, and does not like to be
Bound by those worldly things, he is very clean and neat when killing people, never leaving any traces, and he has a very windy character. Everyone in the circle likes to call him Feng Ying.
While working as a killer, Zhang Hong also has a hobby, which is gaming. Fed up with the indifferent eyes around him, he always believes that his best value can be found in the virtual world.
The National Security Bureau didn't have a lot of information on him, so Ling Yun didn't pay attention to this name. During the conversation, he discovered that Zhang Hong seemed cold-blooded and terrifying on the surface, but in fact he was full of passion in his heart.
Ling Yun did not tell him his identity. It is not easy to make close friends. The two paths of black and white are originally opposed to each other. If Zhang Hong knew his identity, it would inevitably increase many barriers between them, but neither of them wanted to
happened.
So Ling Yun lied, saying that he was a retired special forces soldier and that he played games purely for entertainment. He made money by picking up girls, but he didn't mention a word about nuclear warheads.
