The battle broke out silently. When the hunters rushed towards Ye Xun with swords raised, Ye Xun also raised his hand cannon, almost without aiming, and used up all the ammunition in an instant.
On the hunter's side, more than a dozen people also fell down, and those with minor injuries slowly got up. Their eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and with the blood on their faces, they looked like evil ghosts coming out of hell to seek their lives.
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Ye Xuan put away the weapon, pulled out the battle ax and popped out the hidden sword, but unexpectedly there was a gun on the other side. The bullet accelerated to exceed the speed of sound, carried with terrifying kinetic energy, arrived in front of Ye Xun from the muzzle of the gun in just an instant, and then hit hard on the
A bloody hole was blown out of his shoulder.
Ye Xuan staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he insisted on standing firm, but there was a terrible pain in his left shoulder. The bones of his left shoulder were penetrated by bullets, and he could not use his left hand at all.
There was a gun on the other side, but I didn't want to kill him just like that. I wanted to keep him alive and force him to find out something.
Hunters are like this, they never beep too much, they just finish the fight when they can. Only the strong are worthy of respect, even if he just killed nearly a hundred people.
He looked at the hunter who was gradually rushing towards him. Apart from sighing that the car might overturn tonight, he only had a strong fighting spirit. Since time traveling, he had never encountered such a situation that almost put him in a life-or-death situation.
, even if he is facing the Dragon King, he is sure to deal with it, but the more than a hundred hunters in front of him still can't let go of their hands and feet to fight, which is really troublesome.
If you can't use your left hand, use your right hand. Now is not the time to sigh.
Ye Xuan thought to himself, and stood up straight, holding the battle ax tightly in his right hand, enduring the severe pain and rushing towards the hunter at the front. Only in the crowd of hunters would other hunters not shoot easily!
With his tomahawk skills from memory, coupled with his powerful body, he was like a tiger like a flock of sheep when he rushed into the hunters who only had strength but little consciousness.
He chopped one down with one axe, and then blocked the attacking sword with his left-hand hidden sword. He quickly withdrew the battle ax with his left hand, and struck the neck of a hunter who was close by with lightning speed. The ax blade was so deep that the ax blade was sunken, and blood flowed like blood.
It spurted out like a fountain.
Instead of being afraid, the surrounding hunters became more and more violent, and their eyes became redder and scarlet, like demons.
Ye Xuan suddenly felt a headache, and had to defend and kill at the same time. These were just large soldiers, and the ones who had just died were small soldiers. The real trouble was the elite monsters, and the trump cards should be reserved for the elite monsters.
But how could he care so much now? Ye Xun directly ignited the purple-gold pupils, and the purple-gold light bloomed in his eyes, and then an invisible wave spread out. This was Ye Xun's own power.
As soon as Ye Xun's purple-gold pupils opened, all the hunters stagnated immediately, feeling as if they were weighed down by several mountains, making it difficult to move. The dozens of people who lit up the golden pupils even let out a muffled groan, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
Their bloodline purity was not high, and they were suppressed and unable to move for a moment in front of Ye Xuan's purple-gold eyes.
Ye Xun also breathed a sigh of relief and began to load the hand cannon, while using a tomahawk to kill a few hunters who didn't like it.
(Hunter: I don’t want to lose face?)
Ye Xuan sneered and chopped down the hunters who were rushing over, but failed to kill them. After such a long battle, Ye Xuan's physical strength gradually failed to keep up, so he could only chop them down and make them lose their fighting ability.
This may be the reason why Ye Xuan suddenly doesn't want to kill too many people! Enough people have died in Notre Dame. If they continue to kill, he is not sure that the people who come out to wipe the butt can suppress this matter.
As time passed, the hunters slowly adapted to the pressure of Ye Xuan's purple-gold eyes, and their bodies began to move more flexibly. Ye Xuan had to speed up and cut down all the soldiers who were in the way.
In the end, only Ye Xuan and dozens of hunters standing together were left in the hall.
At this time, the ground was filled with wailing hunters. Ye Xuan stood among them, like a battle-hardened executioner, with an arrow in his left hand and a battle ax in his right hand.
He lowered his head slightly and gasped. A large mouthful of air was pressed into his lungs as he gasped, and then he exhaled a large amount of white mist. The white robe had turned blood red, and there were still little blood drops slowly falling on it, and then
The drops of blood dripped on the ground and splashed in a circle, giving it a dreamy feeling, graceful and full of murderous atmosphere.
The hunters on the opposite side were also looking at Ye Xuan. This was the first time they saw the incoming person after the moonlight came.
only one person.
Although I hate to admit it, this is the fact. The person who came here to attack and massacre nearly half of them was only one person, and he didn't look very old. What's more, the light shining in his eyes was simply incredible.
It was like what humans could emit. When they saw those eyes, they felt that they were not facing an ordinary hybrid, but like a... Dragon King!
Most of those who are still standing here intact are more experienced than others, have a higher bloodline, have broader knowledge, and already understand the true face of this world.
They were puzzled, how could this gathering attract such a dragon king-like existence? They also had some delusions, and they would know as long as they caught him. They were hunters, wandering between life and death.
People who sell their lives for profit, and the existence of Ye Xuan, who is suspected of being the Dragon King, makes their hearts flutter even more.
Last year I didn’t even see Dragon King hair in Beijing. This time, I must catch a Dragon King with my own hands!
At this moment, in their eyes, Ye Xuan has become the Dragon King, a good thing for them to use to make money.
The two sides stood quietly. This was another confrontation. The competition of momentum between the two sides determined the final success or failure.
At this time, Ye Xuan suddenly saw someone walking out of the crowd opposite. His hair was gray and tied into a short ponytail at the back of his head. He looked older and had many wrinkles on his face, but he had bright golden eyes.
Still eye-catching.
He also attracted the attention of other hunters. They all looked at him in confusion, thinking that this guy was going to challenge the Dragon King alone.
He walked to the edge that was beyond the reach of both sides, looked at Ye Xuan and said, "I give up this mission, can I leave?"
Ye Xuan glanced at him strangely. He didn't expect that there was such a knowledgeable person among the hunters. He couldn't help but become a little interested. He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Now that you have more people and have the upper hand, you are so sure of yourselves."
Will you lose?"
"To say there are many people," he seemed to snort softly, "there were more than 300 people just now? In the end, there were less than 100 left?"
In fact, he didn't say a word, that is, he felt that the young man in front of him was definitely not that simple, and he definitely had some trump cards.
You dare to come and crash a hunter's party without any confidence? It's not like you are a fool and got pinched by a door or kicked by a donkey.
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people opposite him suddenly became ugly. They wanted to refute, but this was a fact. Ye Xuan killed them by himself and there were less than a hundred of them left. Among them, there might be hunters who could not fight on their own.
The reason for unity, but Ye Xuan killed so many people is the real deal.