Chapter 548 I play assistant, responsible for harassment
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!
Blood splattered everywhere, and the whole audience was shocked.
After adding a demon sword, Su Yue's bombardment lasted longer and more violently, almost suffocatingly fast.
In fact, Su Yue's principle is not difficult.
The demonic sword in the mouth is a quality swordsmanship simulated purely using Qigang.
Tell the truth!
In terms of cost-effectiveness, the speed knife technique can really be mastered.
Makes you stink!
Let you be unhygienic.
A good demon knife doesn't know how to wipe it or keep it clean.
Dirty stuff!
I kill you.
Boom boom boom!
Su Yue's whole body was like a three-meter-high hot fire wheel spinning desperately in the air. From a distance, it was a shocking fireball, and even the air was burned and distorted.
The quality knife rotated too fast in the air, causing high temperatures and boiling the void. Coupled with the blood of the aliens, this horrific scene was finally formed.
Moreover, Su Yue was still cursing vaguely.
It was obviously just a knife handle, but why could it stink worse than socks that hadn't been washed for a month? Su Yue's brain was sore from the smoke.
Now he just wants to kill this foreign race quickly and get rid of it completely first.
It stinks so much.
The seventh-grade foreign race has entered an unprecedented state of confusion.
What a joke.
Labor and management have analyzed you countless times in the wet realm, and finally figured out how to restrain you. Why do you suddenly have an extra knife?
With the knife in your mouth, you can also perform combat tactics.
What kind of monster are you and why are you so weird?
It’s over!
I can't stop it.
The aliens are now covered in blood, and their brains are flashing with thoughts.
Sure enough, am I so weak!
Actually...can't even consume it!
Whoosh!
Bang!
Ha...bah...
Su Yue withdrew, then quickly threw the demon knife in his mouth, and then spit out a mouthful of unqualified saliva.
Turning around, Su Yue left the place calmly, never looking at his opponent again.
The seventh-grade alien was still standing, but there was only his last breath left in his neck.
"Uh... uh..."
The seventh-grade alien wanted to insult Su Yue, but unfortunately he no longer had the strength to speak.
Plop!
In the end, he lay down straight and died.
Before dying, the warrior was still filled with resentment.
Why!
Why can he use his mouth to perform tactics?
"Six kills.
"Sixteen of the sixth-grade warriors died just now. I don't know how many seventh-grade warriors we have to kill!
"If there are no accidents, it should be 16."
Su Yue muttered a few words secretly.
He didn't know when the top of China would arrive, and there was no way he could capture the seventh-grade alive to delay time.
After killing 16 seventh-level warriors, you may need to face eighth-level warriors.
It will be tricky then.
But Su Yue firmly believed that China's peak was coming soon. After all, there was such a thing as a Huineng motorcycle.
“Who has disinfectant wipes?”
Su Yue turned around and asked.
"Brother, I have it."
Ma Xiaoyu immediately took out a pack from his pocket.
"Just in time, you and Du Jingshu wipe the handle of the demon knife for me with a wet tissue. It's too smelly. Throw it over to me later."
Su Yue said immediately.
"good!"
Du Jingshu nodded and immediately got busy with Ma Xiaoyu.
Why is the handle of this knife so sticky?
Ma Xiaoyu frowned, did Senior Brother have something like this in his mouth just now?
It stinks so much.
Sure enough, my senior brother is the best person. In order to be strong, he doesn't mind being bad.
Hey, Du Jingshu seems to be pretty good, and he doesn’t mind the smell.
Du Jingshu just asked Ma Xiaoyu to pass the wet wipes, and he was responsible for wiping them. He did all the dirty work.
Su Yue's gaze was focused on the subsequent spatial fluctuations.
…
Wet state!
A group of aliens also looked at each other in confusion.
What's going on.
How this Su Yue can still use his mouth to perform tactics is simply appalling.
Especially the next two seventh-grade players. Although they are late-stage seventh-grade players, their fear levels are already off the charts.
They had some hope before.
Especially the seventh grade of the Four-Armed Clan who was the last to appear.
They all expected that the sixth level 7 could consume Su Yue, but now it seems that it is still a devastating level of oppression.
“Go!
"You don't have to be afraid. It's very easy for Su Yue to use his mouth to use his tactics. He is just using his Qi Gang to simulate the imprint of his tactics. If you study hard, you can do it too."
Qingchudong glanced at the last seventh-level member of the Yangxiang clan and explained with a cold face.
Killing Su Yue at the seventh level was obviously an extravagant hope, and he had no hope.
He was actually saying this to the eighth grade of the Yang Xiang Clan who was listening.
The first eighth-grade player to appear later is the Yangxiang Clan, so the Yangxiang Clan already has a 90% winning rate.
Si Huangqing kept a cold face and said nothing, but Qingchudong felt that this beast was planning something.
"Goodbye everyone!"
The seventh-grade Yangxiang tribe wanted to cry but had no tears, but under the pressure of Qingchudong, he still had to embark on a journey to die.
soon.
The Seibu War is over.
Su Yue's seven kills.
Under the absolute oppression of the three-sword style, the seventh-grade Yangxiang clan had no room to fight back.
Finally, only the last four-arm clan was left in the seventh rank.
"Clan leader, please take good care of my descendants!"
The seventh-grade four-arm clan is ready to appear.
"etc!"
Si Huangqing moved his lips.
"Your clan honors you..."
This seventh-grade man's eyes lit up. Did he still have a chance to survive?
Puff puff puff puff puff!
Unfortunately, with the next breath, clouds of blood mist exploded on this seventh-grade man, and his breath was instantly gone.
Bang!
Just when Qipin was about to die, Si Huangqing kicked him into the whirlpool.
snort!
The next person to appear is the eighth grade of the Yangxiang Clan. The seventh grade of his Four-Armed Clan must not consume Su Yue anymore.
The gambling game, in fact, has only now reached its thrilling moment.
Su Yue had been using the most common tactics to attack. This kid had endless tricks on his mind, and his true strength was not revealed at all.
If Su Yue is allowed to maintain his peak condition this round, it is very likely that he will counterattack the eighth grade of the Yangxiang clan.
Kill him, that's best.
The eighth level has more than 9,000 calories of energy and blood. Su Yue must be seriously injured. When the time comes, the eighth level of the Four-Armed Clan can go over and pick up the body directly.
You have a great chance of winning.
Therefore, Si Huangqing could not let Su Yue be consumed anymore, and he even did not hesitate to kill the seventh grade of the Four-Armed Clan himself.
"Si Huangqing, why didn't I see that you are such an insidious person before?"
Qingchudong and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they immediately came to their senses.
When Si Huangqing killed his own people, he must have wanted to keep Su Yue in peak condition, and then kill the eighth grade Yangxiang clan, so that he could reap the benefits.
Very insidious.
And for someone so dignified and top-notch to be able to use this method, it is quite despicable.
"Since it's a gambling game, we have to consider many aspects. Who will let you, the Yangxiang Clan, take advantage?"
Si Huangqing didn't feel any shame at all.
"Don't worry, clan leader, my subordinates will definitely kill Su Yue and bring honor to the Yang Xiang clan!"
Hei Su gritted his teeth and stared at Si Huangqing.
The entire Four-Armed Clan is too shameless.
"That's not necessarily the case. I hope you don't die too miserably, not even as good as the seventh grade!"
Si Yuanfeng mocked Hei Su with contempt.
He is the eighth-grade four-armed clan who appeared after Hei Su, so he most hopes that Hei Su will fail and die miserably.
"You four-armed people can't even take a hot sip of swill."
Hei Su sneered again.
He took a deep breath and was ready to go to China.
Su Yue had 8,000 calories of energy and blood, and there was no difficulty at all in killing him.
…
Seibu!
Just as Su Yue was about to take action, he was startled by the scene in front of him.
A seventh-grade four-armed clan member appeared, covered in blood and looking like he would not survive for a few seconds.
Looking at this four-armed clan, the former sixth-grade Boiling Blood clan suddenly appeared in Su Yue's mind.
right.
Except for the lack of scars from being whipped and the difference in grade, his condition is almost exactly the same as that of the Boiling Blood Clan.
The same ones were dying, the same ones were kicked away.
Gudong!
Su Yue swallowed subconsciously and became nervous.
It's not that he is nervous because of this seventh-grade opponent. This opponent doesn't even need to draw his sword.
Su Yue had a hunch that maybe... the next alien race should be the eighth grade.
Although, these two warriors may just be a coincidence.
But Su Yue trusted his intuition.
Bang!
Su Yue directly threw away the two demon knives in his hands.
Facing the eighth grade, ordinary demon swords have no effect at all.
Others were equally stunned.
Some are still wondering why the seventh-grade four-arm clan is seriously injured.
Some of them have already guessed a certain pattern.
Bai Xiaolong's palms couldn't help but tremble.
He had a very ominous premonition in his mind.
Eighth grade!
It may be coming.
…
Outside the gate of Seibu School.
Zhao Jiangtao and the others were also shocked by the seventh-grade four-arm clan.
Everyone worries about the same things.
"There are 16 sixth-grade ones.
"The seventh grade, will it be 8?
"As for the eighth grade, there are 4.
"Once the four eighth-grades are also killed, will the ninth-grade come next?"
A deputy admiral asked in a hoarse voice.
He also felt that this speculation was too ridiculous, but this possibility was not impossible.
"It's very possible!
"If Su Yue's next opponent is not the eighth grade, there is still hope, but once..."
Before the admiral could finish his sentence, everyone's expressions became uglier than the last.
"Isn't Mr. General here yet?"
The general of the Yangui Army asked.
"I am coming!"
However, this time it was no longer the admiral who answered him, but a somewhat ethereal voice, ethereal and distant, yet seemed to be close to his ears, especially mysterious.
"Master General, great, Master General is here!"
A deputy admiral quickly exclaimed.
Sure enough, a vortex hung in the sky, and Xiao Yiheng was walking slowly across the sky.
The Huineng Car was still behind, and when it was less than a hundred miles away from Seibu, Xiao Yiheng directly used his overwhelming power to cross the sky.
Unfortunately, he had just arrived in Seibu, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
It is very possible that this big tree barrier cannot be broken by itself.
The best premonitions are always accurate.
"Master General Pavilion, break this evil formation soon, Su Yue may be in danger next."
The admiral said impatiently.
After worrying for so long, the crisis can finally be resolved.
Everyone else was obviously relieved.
yes.
The danger has finally been lifted. As long as Jue Dian can come over, things will be simple.
"Lord General, is this formation a bit tricky?"
The general of the Yangui Army frowned and asked.
He saw worry in Xiao Yiheng's eyes.
“Let’s try it first!”
Buzz!
Xiao Yiheng flipped his palm, and immediately, a Qi Gang the size of a door panel fell from the sky.
Squeak!
Squeak!
Squeak!
Sure enough, the big tree that no one could touch before, due to the collision of Qi Gang, wisps of black smoke appeared.
efficient!
Everyone was in high spirits.
Sure enough, you have to take the ultimate shot, and there is nothing anyone else can do.
But the eyes of the two ninth-level commanders, the admiral and the general, became more and more solemn.
Not normal.
The top is very strong, and you can finally touch the big tree.
But if it's just touching, that's obviously not enough.
Xiao Yiheng's virtual spots look very powerful, but in fact, the damage caused by the virtual spots to the big tree is really minimal.
Maybe, even the ninth-grade Juedian really can't destroy this big tree.
At least, it can't be destroyed in a short time.
But Su Yue in Seburi has no time.
…
Seibuuchi!
Xiao Yiheng's appearance aroused unprecedented cheers from the students.
Sir, Mr.
These big shot dragons are invisible, and they can only be seen on TV on weekdays, but today they saw them in real life.
Although the students were far away from Xiao Yiheng, they couldn't help but feel excited.
And when the pinnacle comes, the crisis they have here is nothing.
Everyone couldn't help but feel excited.
Ma Xiaoyu's face was covered in tears.
It's too difficult.
My senior brother is really having a hard time.
Du Jingshu also took a long breath, and now he felt like he was out of strength.
Although he had no chance to participate in this battle, just watching it made him more tired than any other battle in the wet realm.
Bai Xiaolong was more direct. He was lying flat on the ground, looking like a dead body.
Freed.
Bai Xiaolong's wounds were healed and his energy and blood had returned to their peak. He was originally planning to support Su Yue, but now that the peak has arrived, it seemed that he had little chance.
…
Wet state!
Hei Su is ready and ready to step into the vortex.
At this time, there was shaking in the sky above the city. This was a strange phenomenon caused by the top of the human race bombarding the big trees.
"There is a peak in China that is bombarding the growth-ring trees."
Si Huangqing raised his head and exclaimed.
"Hmph, Yuan Longhan and Yuan Guzi are exploring the void, Liu Yizhou is still in Sanxing City, how can only Xiao Yiheng make waves?
"Now that he has opened a gap, let's talk to him, hahaha. I also want to see Shenzhou Juedian's furious look."
Gang Licheng laughed wildly, and then a strong wind blew up. The place that Xiao Yiheng had just destroyed gradually became transparent.
The phantoms of their three peak heads can seep into China through the cracks.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, they can also put pressure on ordinary warriors in China and let them know how terrifying the wet state is.
"You go on the field, remember, attack with force and resoluteness, be sure to kill with one strike, and never be sloppy.
"Although Su Yue is at the sixth level, he is not an ordinary sixth level. You must not be careless."
Leaving behind a sentence, Qingchudong’s consciousness also arrived in China.
…
"Hahahahaha, who did you think you were, but it turns out to be you, Xiao Yiheng!"
Seibu students are still cheering.
But suddenly, the originally dark sky turned even gloomier than before, and water seemed to be dripping from the air.
And inside the clouds covering the sky, three huge heads emerged.
right!
Each head is bigger than a football field. Although the giant face is made of rolling dark clouds, the facial features are lifelike and the three pairs of pupils also exude the cruelest light in the world, even under the dark clouds.
In contrast, these three faces are more terrifying than their bodies.
Si Hsuan Qing's roar was like thunder, rolling in and out, indescribably terrifying.
The Seibu students were immediately furious.
Some low-level warriors just collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, and their bodies didn't obey their orders at all.
confusion!
The scene was chaotic. These students had never seen such a scene before.
The three ferocious heads at such a close distance were just like three meteorites about to fall, and they also exuded unprecedented terror and oppression.
No one can remain calm.
"Everyone is quiet, this is the illusion of the alien race, it has no lethality.
"Calm down, calm down."
Mucheng shouted and quickly started to maintain order.
"Students, don't panic, they can't hurt you."
Xiao Yiheng's voice fell, deafening the students. At this time, their consciousness became clearer.
"Xiao Yiheng, if you want to destroy my annual tree, it will take at least three days and three nights.
"Our goal this time is to kill the evil beast Su Yue, and maybe five minutes is enough.
"You are powerless, hahaha!"
Gang Licheng's voice spread again, still deafening.
"You guys are really shameless to treat a junior like this."
While Xiao Yiheng hurriedly bombarded the growth-ring tree, he felt extremely anxious at the same time.
In fact, Gang Licheng was right.
If the current attack rhythm is followed, it may really be calculated on a daily basis.
It is obvious that the aliens no longer give themselves time.
The eighth grade... appeared.
That's right.
This is the worst possible outcome.
…
The Great Rebellion in Seibu.
Bai Xiaolong was supposed to help Mucheng maintain order. After all, he was also the president of the student union, and he had broken through to the sixth level.
But Bai Xiaolong doesn't have time to do those trivial things.
He walked to Su Yue's side, with the same eyes as Su Yue's, staring at the next vortex, waiting for the strong man to appear next.
right!
Eighth grade strong man.
"Su Yue, you will be the main attack in a while, and I will be the support and responsible for the harassment."
Bai Xiaolong licked his lips and said in a cold voice.
"It's not necessary yet, you stay in peak condition, I will call you if I need you.
"Go help Mucheng and move the ordinary people to a farther place. I'm afraid they will be accidentally injured!"