However.

All in vain.

Whether it was the four elders of the Holy Sect or these fanatical murderers, they had all made wrong judgments from beginning to end.

The former thinks that no matter how strong he is in the summer, in the face of so many masters, he can exhaust the other party to death.

These brainwashed fanatical followers of the Holy Sect are by no means a rabble under House.

Not only is they not afraid of death, but everyone has strong strength.

So in their opinion, summer will definitely die.

And the latter...... These fanatical believers also know that there are masters on every floor.

In other words, summer must be killed layer by layer.

There were people who joked with each other before, betting on how many floors they could hold out in the summer.

Now they know that the other party is not human at all.

I don't know who broke down first, yelling and fleeing outside.

Then everyone began to flee and rushed away.

This man is terrible, he is simply the devil.

Starting from the first floor, fifty masters on each floor surrounded him, and he was actually killed layer by layer.

He is really like a Shura rushing out of hell, cold-blooded and ruthless, bloody and crazy.

Blood stained the ground red, blood mist drifted through the air, and corpses piled up, completely a bloody picture of a god-killing slaughterhouse.

Summer quickly caught up.

The snake knife swung, and half of the head flew out diagonally, and the red and white shot out, and the corpse flipped to the ground.

Then, several rapid screams came out in succession, which came to an abrupt end.

Seven or eight fanatical believers, clutching their necks, staggered, and a large amount of blood was gurgling.

Before they could fall to the ground, the snake knife in Xia's hand swept out a white line again, blood splashed, and the four people who fled in front of them were directly cut off by the knife.

This is destined to be a one-sided massacre.

When he reached the door of the stairs, the few people who were lucky enough to rush out in front of him screamed violently.

"Shoot, shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"......" was at the top of the stairs, and another group of people poured in.

These people did not have swords in their hands, but firearms.

It's all micro-punching.

There was not the slightest hesitation at all.

They grinned cruelly and pulled the trigger in an instant.

"Dada......dada" tongues of fire erupted one after another, bursting like pox.

Countless bullets were fired towards the summer.

The floor corridor is a fixed space, and in the face of dozens of micro-rushing fires, even if it is a super master, it is difficult to dodge.

In this case, there is no need to aim at all.

Anything that stands in the way of the front, will be beaten into a sieve.

Summer is a man, not a god.

It is impossible to be really fearless of bullets.

That's unrealistic.

The moment the gunmen pulled the trigger, he swooped forward, then folded, slammed open the door on the left and rushed in.

Although it was pitch black in the passage, the gunmen also saw the scene.

Present.

Immediately someone shouted, "He hid in the room and threw a grenade to kill him!"

Knock knock.

More than a dozen people in front rushed forward with a slight rush.

I want to plug the summer in it for the first time.

However.

No matter in any aspect, whether it is combat consciousness or combat experience...... They were all 108,000 miles away from summer.

The reason why he rushed forward just now was not to charge.

Instead, they moved closer to each other before crashing into the room.

He wanted to make these gunmen subconsciously give birth to a thought...... At such a short distance, they were able to keep the summer plugged inside.

Everything happened too fast.

All thoughts and actions are just a flash of a flash.

The dozen or so gunmen at the front had already run more than halfway and were about to reach the door of the room.

However, at this moment, Summer, which had flashed into the room, burst out like lightning.

On his face, there was a cold and cruel smile.

"Oh no! he's out again!"

One of the gunmen at the front screamed in horror, and subconsciously raised a slight charge to shoot.

But it was still late.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for him to be given a chance to shoot in the summer.

In the roar of a group of people, Summer, who was holding a snake knife, had already swept into the crowd like a hurricane.

Then it soared.

Amid the burst of blood, the area was in chaos.

It was no longer possible to shoot, and one guy raised a slight charge and smashed it towards Summer.

In this regard, Summer just sneered silently, and the snake knife slashed continuously, flashing a few times.

Poof! The flash of the sword left a series of afterimages in mid-air, and with a sound like defeat, the gunman screamed miserably.

The forearms of his hands, which held the gun, separated from his body like a pair of rotten wood, fell to the ground, and two bloody arrows shot out of blood along the broken wound.

"Ah...... Ugh!"

Before he could scream, the snake knife had already cut through a stunning arc, wrapping around his neck.

Boom.

It wasn't until after the summer was gone that a frightened head fell from its chest.

Although these gunmen also have strong fighting strength, they are still a little worse than those fanatical believers who did it before.

In fact, for summer, there is not much difference between the two sides.

Their end was predestined.

One, two, three, four...... The corpses did not fall to the ground one by one, but fell in pieces.

That's why the summer shot too fast.

The fanatical believers who had barely fled to the top of the stairs before looked at the summer slaughter in the crowd, and their faces were shocked to the extreme.

"The Devil...... He's not a man, he's the devil!"

The guy who spoke completely collapsed.

Even if they were extremely loyal and fanatical to the Holy Sect, their eyes were filled with endless fear at this moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, while the summer was still slaughtering, he fled to the upper floor as if he was crazy.

on this.

Summer didn't bother.

is still harvesting life at a rapid pace.

In just two minutes or so, more than 30 gunmen all collapsed in pools of blood and died.

At this moment, Summer's whole person seemed to have been soaked in blood, and he had completely turned into a bloody person.

"Half of it. ”

Summer exhaled deeply and walked slowly and heavily out of the passage.

Walk to the next level.

Shortly after he left, there were a few cautious slight footsteps in the stairs below.

Van Hoof came up with a dozen men in advance to investigate the situation.

It's just that.

When they saw the almost piled up of corpses in the passage of the floor, they all froze in place.

You don't need to count it to know that this level is different from before, and the number of people is definitely more than fifty.

"Vomit ......" a guy really couldn't help it, no matter the dense corpse, as well as the pungent smell of blood, it made him want to vomit.

When he moved, even the people around him reacted.

They all couldn't help but retch, even Van Hoof.

Struggling to suppress his discomfort, he said quickly, "It seems to have changed here. ”

He waved his hand, "Don't check, just count the number of people, these must be dead." ”

Moments later, he dialed Defoe's mobile phone and reported it as soon as possible.

"Mr. Defoe, we have reached the fifteenth floor, and one hundred and twenty-three people have died on the fifteenth floor this time, and there may have been an unknown change. ”

After a pause, Van Hove swallowed a mouthful of saliva and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Defoe, who killed them?"

I don't remember that there was such a mercenary group in Kambia...... ""Not a mercenary group. ”

Defoe was not ready to hide it, and gave the answer directly, "It's a person, and it's a person from beginning to end." ”

Van Hoof stood stunned.

And several people around him have also become sculptures.

Although Van Hoof didn't turn on the speakerphone, everyone who was close to him heard Defoe's voice.

Alone?

Killed more than 800 people?

This...... How can it be!