v2 Chapter 47： giant skeleton

The old man saw Guo Fengyan's hesitation, puffed up his eyes and said:

"Feng Yan, if there are too many people, I'm afraid it will change the result. Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck is just a small way, and it can't actually change anything."

Guo Fengyan looked at his companions around, took a deep breath, and said, "Even if we have to leave, we should remind them."

"I'm afraid if you go and talk about it, we won't be able to leave. Even if we want to leave now, we can't leave." The old man bent his back and said lightly.

The fact that people are getting better and better is vividly reflected in him.

Although their bodies have been strengthened, they still cannot resist bullets 100%.

There are so many soldiers here, once they escape suddenly, they may be shot to death indiscriminately.

But the team is so long after all, they only need to find a relatively weak place to rush out and leave here.

Just as they walked all the way back, they saw the first scene of horror.

"What is that!" Meng Yao exclaimed with her mouth wide open.

A huge skeleton stood in the wilderness holding a bone knife. Under the black mist, it was unknown when it appeared, as if the place was empty just a second ago.

One, two, three, four...

At a glance, there are still more than a dozen of them.

"what!"

There were panicked screams from the crowd.

This is different from horror movies. When watching horror movies, you know that you are sure to be safe. Death here is real.

With a huge wind pressure, the huge skeleton smashed into the crowd with an axe.

The muddy meat on the ground splashed out broken bones, and the road was cut off by an axe, which also cut off the team.

It looked sideways at the crowd, silent and empty.

A large number of bullets slanted out from the surroundings and hit the skeleton's body, causing little damage. It was not until a heavy cannon exploded on its chest that it shook its body, and a large amount of white bone residue followed. It falls off.

The skull's eyes were burning with dark green flames, flickering, looking at the tank whose muzzle was aimed at it, and resisting another heavy cannon, approaching, and smashing the tank with an axe.

The monster in front of Guo Fengyan felt deeply powerless, and quickly backed away while shooting with the rifle in his hand.

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The scout robots were all destroyed in an instant.

At the same time, Su Changxing, who was squatting on the windmill, noticed these skeletons, and guessed that these things should be some kind of summoned objects.

"Boom~"

A bullet flew high into the sky, its speed getting faster and faster, and finally penetrated the skull of the skeleton, bringing out a big hole.

The spiritual fire in its eyes was extinguished, and it fell backwards slowly.

Su Changxing shot continuously, killing these behemoths one by one.

They couldn't avoid bullets at all, and they couldn't resist the power of the next shot. To Su Changxing, they were just huge living targets.

Several shots in a row.

More than a dozen huge skeletons were all killed. Before the crowd could hear cheers, new skeletons appeared in the distance and came towards the team.

Su Changxing felt that it was difficult. The other party seemed not prepared to confront him head-on. If he was exhausted, things would become troublesome instead.

And the fact that he keeps shooting will definitely reveal his position.

Someone might be approaching him!

Su Changxing immediately left his current position, ran to the left through the forest, and ran several kilometers in a row, but did not shoot again, but quietly sensed the movement around him.

Someone is approaching him.

In a flash of light, his head was severed...

"Opportunity Foresight" triggers.

Su Changxing suddenly dilated his pupils, rolled forward, and a blade-like stream of light flashed behind him.

"You hid pretty fast, the sniper... I thought this shot would definitely succeed."

A short-haired man in a long brown coat carrying a long sword slowly walked out of the side forest, with a smile on his scarred face:

"Sure enough, there are no vain scholars under the prestigious name, and it is not unreasonable to think that you are the strongest here."

Dozens of evil spirits emerged in the surrounding space.

Su Changxing pulled out the revolver calmly, took a few steps back, and said, "So, Your Excellency, is the 'Tarot Butcher'?"

He looked very relaxed, smiled and continued: "I want to know why you came to kill me, is it because of that young master Naga, or something?"

The man was not in a hurry to act, and his gestures were full of elegance. He took out a long and thin cigarette from his chest pocket, put it in his mouth, and said:

"Well, I'm not a 'Tullow Butcher', not that rude, Jerome, a tailor... As for why I'm killing you... Here's why... ... Do you smoke?"

He tosses a cigarette.

Su Changxing caught it, glanced at it, put it in his pocket and said with a smile, "That means, I'm dead."

Jerome said meaningfully:

"We actually gave you the time to choose. If you quit, nothing will happen. The strong often have privileges. You are different from them."

Su Changxing noticed another figure appeared in the distance, his expression remained unchanged and he said, "I'm quitting now, is there still a chance?"

Jerome spat out the cigarette, his cheeks twitched, and he asked in confusion, "What are you waiting for, there was a chance to escape just now."

next moment.

His body disappeared in place as an afterimage, and two semicircular streamers cut towards Su Changxing from both sides.

[Moonlight Sword Blade: The sword edge flows like moonlight, which greatly increases the speed and power of the sword, and hides the trajectory of the slash. The specific power is determined by the swordsmanship of the capable person. 】

Blood slashed across the blade, like moonlight on bright red roses.

Su Changxing's body then fell to the ground, and before he could even react, his head was lifted by a sword, cutting off his vitality.

"Haha, you just killed him? Isn't our trip in vain?"

There was a hoarse shout in the distance.

A bloated man with a hook on his back and blood on his clothes saw that Jerome had killed Su Changxing, and walked staggeringly.

He is the "Tullow Butcher", the number one in the death competition.

This cannot prove that he is the strongest, but it can prove that he has killed the most people so far.

Jerome frowned, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said, "No! It shouldn't be so easy."

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At this moment, seeing that Su Changxing died so easily at the hands of Jerome, the audience fell into silence, but seeing that Su Changxing's ranking had not been cleared on the scoreboard for a long time, heated discussions began again.

"He's not dead."

"How is this possible."

"I don't know, whether "Black Sword Tailor" can find out."

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"What is this? The ability to replicate ~www.novelhall.com~ It seems that there is no such position that has a similar ability."

The people on the high seat asked the man with the huge sword on his back.

They could all see that Su Changxing was a pure Extraordinary, but this made it even more strange.

The man with the huge sword on his back thought about it and said, "Some kind of remote, unseen position, so it seems that he has great potential and is worth cultivating."

"Only a pure Extraordinary can go to a higher place, he meets this condition..."

The people on the high seat were silent for a long time before they said: "But he is an aboriginal, an aboriginal of a lower world."

"Does it matter? In fact, they are all human beings, heh, maybe their bloodlines are more pure...and you and I shouldn't have such prejudice."

The man with the huge sword on his back spoke in a calm manner. His voice echoed in the hall, and the cups on the wooden table beside him kept trembling, opening cracks one after another.

"You are the supreme sun lord, but I am not." The person on the high seat said mockingly, his eyes looked a bit dark.