Puff, puff, puff, the scattered bullets hit the crowd like a meteor shower, immediately knocking them down. The close range firepower of the violent firewood rifle was very terrifying, and the countless lead bullets made it impossible to dodge.
Ling Yun pulled up Lin Lin who was already red-eyed, "Let's go, now is not the time to fight."
At the same time, a harsh sound broke through the air, and several rays of golden light pierced the air.
"Hmm...Ah," Lina just turned around, and several bright blood flowers bloomed on her body. She violently threw the firewood rifle about ten meters away, and fell softly into Ling Yun's arms.
Poof, blood spattered, and Ling Yun's body flew out. Two bullets penetrated Ling Yun's chest, and he still had 874 health points left.
Without landing on the ground, he supported the ground with one hand, used the force to pop up, and hid behind a counter.
All he could hear was a clanking and banging sound on the metal counter behind him, and glass shards flying above his head.
Filling his mouth with the bottle of instant blood, Ling Yun leaned quietly on the counter, his eyes becoming misty. Looking at the faded Lina, he tried not to let himself cry, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart. It hurt, and the blood vessels all over his body swelled violently. It was an anger that could not be suppressed at all.
The repeating sniper rifle is the King of Spades.
Bang, there was a roar not far away, Ling Yun felt the counter behind him shake violently, and a bullet with sparks penetrated the steel plate behind the counter.
Finnish Star, Long Er, that guy is also here.
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A dark grenade rolled to Ling Yun's side, hissing and emitting green smoke.
"Dad," Xiao Diao Chan rushed out from Ling Yun's arms, flew up, and the grenade exploded in the air not far away. Fireballs mixed with thick smoke rose up, and shrapnel flew everywhere.
"Diao Chan, get down," Ling Yun flew up to protect little Diao Chan, but it was a step too late.
Poof, two bullets mercilessly penetrated Xiao Diao Chan's body. She stood next to Ling Yun, even with a smile on her lips.
"Little Diao Chan," Ling Yun roared loudly, flew up and held little Diao Chan in his arms. Unfortunately, the body of the little baby in his arms gradually became cold, and his heartbeat and breathing stopped.
"Little Diao Chan..." The tears that had been swirling in her eyes finally couldn't help but flow out. The tears hit little Diao Chan's tender face, splashing with crystals.
Poof, a bullet shot into Ling Yun's chest, and he staggered and fell to the ground.
Chewing the blood bottle in his mouth wildly, swallowing it together with his tears and blood, Ling Yun struggled to get up from the ground again, and two more golden lights struck him. He was shot in the thigh, and his whole body fell on the pile of clothes behind him. inside.
Boom, a grenade exploded beside him, and his whole body was thrown away by the violent explosion. His eyes glanced into the distance in mid-air, and Long Er and Spades K smiled proudly.
His body rolled on the ground a few times and rolled under another counter, with 9 health points left.
Ding, the player Death has entered an extremely weak state, and all attributes are reduced by 50%.
"A bunch of bastards, bah," he smashed a steel tooth and spat it out from his mouth on the ground. His anger was no longer enough to explain Ling Yun's current mood. He grabbed a handful of potion from his backpack and stuffed it into his mouth. Life The value gradually recovered.
Bang bang bang.
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The sniper rifle was still roaring in the distance, and every sound was like a hammer hitting Ling Yun's heart.
At this moment, there was no expression on Ling Yun's face. He was looking at a rag doll on the floor to the right with his eyes infatuatedly. The muscles in the corners of his mouth were twitching, and the blood vessels in his body were almost about to explode.
At this time, the anger reaches the critical point, and there is a brief calm in the human brain.
"Boss, are you okay?" Bitch Chun ran over in a hurry.
Poof, a golden light passed through his thigh, and he fell to the ground. Before he could get up, dozens of blades flashed out of the air, drowning him in an instant.
Ling Yun was still looking at the rag doll, his body still motionless.
Bang, an assassin was shot several times and fell in the passage next to him. The dagger in his hand jumped and rolled beside Ling Yun, spinning on the floor.
Ling Yun still didn't move. He was like a dead man, leaning quietly on the counter, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Boss, uh..." A brother in the guild not far away was hacked to death by the enemy's sword.
"Blood is invincible," another brother fell in a pool of blood.
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"Boss, run quickly..." Before one of the brothers finished speaking, magic and blades roared towards him.
The shopping mall gradually became quiet.
Watching the brothers from the Blood Guild fall down one by one, Ling Yun's body began to tremble violently.
"Hehe...hehe...hahahaha..." The shopping mall had not been quiet for a moment, and wild laughter rang out.
Everyone present could not help but shudder, with chills rising in their hearts, and even their whole souls were trembling deeply.
"I'm a grass mud horse," a roar echoed through the sky. Ling Yun stood up from the ground. His blood shined all over the place. His whole body was like the sun just rising from the horizon. Even his teeth turned blood red.
It was the killing fueled by anger, the passion that exploded in the heart, the blood that bloomed in the soul, and the coming end of the world.
Instantly all the skills on his body light up, and a demonic sign is generated behind him.
"Everyone, come here quickly, the God of Death is here..." a sharpshooter shouted at the top of his lungs.
A flash of blood flashed, and the archer looked at Ling Yun in disbelief. His limbs were torn apart and turned into pieces of meat scattered on the ground.
Fast, so fast that human eyes could not catch his movements. Little did they know that in that second, Ling Yun had already swung the fury of thunder hundreds of times in his hand.
"Come on, kill, kill the God of Death, you will be invincible," hundreds or even thousands of people danced around the guy.
Looking at the dark crowd in front of him, Ling Yun slowed down and walked forward quietly.
There is only one word in his eyes now, kill.
Boom, a giant red tornado shot up into the sky. It was a spinning strangulation with a super rampage state.
The sword flashed and blood shot out, and Ling Yun turned into a giant crusher.
The sound of gold and iron kept ringing, weapons, armor, limbs, heads.
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Flying all over the sky, under his feet were not corpses, but minced meat and mud.
"Knight, hold on," Long Er roared. Ling Yun's figure couldn't be aimed at at all in the scope, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
A second-level paladin holding a giant tower shield rushed forward. Before he could get close, he was sucked in by a huge force. There was a jingling sound, and the giant tower shield was hacked full of holes. The saint The knight didn't even leave any scum behind.
Several more knights rushed in, but the end was the same, even their shields were smashed to pieces.
"Sharpshooter, open fire,"
A row of sharpshooters had already taken their positions and raised their machine guns.
