As everyone knows, world-class bosses are either Titan Behemoths or Fallen Angels, and this has been the case since the game was born, and the attack methods are compiled into the beginner's tutorial. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And now, this strange world-class boss is a girl, forget it, and the attack method is not like other world bosses with skill prompts, and they attack at will, without any precursors, which is unguardable.

This must be a fake boss, and while the players want this idea to be real, the obvious orange ID on her head taunts them everywhere.

Don't overthink it, this is a world-class boss.

Without the help of the man, Barrett, their guns would not have been able to penetrate the boss's defenses, and the players' wills were gradually crumbling.

Back on Kirito's side, hundreds of players surrounded Kirito, and the expressions on their faces varied, ranging from doubt, anger, and disdain.

A player turned out to be a world-class boss, which was very incomprehensible to them.

But when they saw Yakumo Purple killing like a demon god in the player group, and no one was invincible, they were also angry.

It's all caused by him, if he hadn't cut the adult's arm, how could he have made her so arrogant and unstoppable.

"Kill him and avenge his dead brother"

That's what hundreds of players are saying.

"Up"

I don't know who shouted, but they all picked up the guns in their hands and used them as sticks, and struck them at Kirito.

Seeing that the other party was menacing and overwhelming, Kirito did not panic, took a deep breath, clenched the black long sword in his hand, and was calm.

After he came to this game, every moment when he slept, a mutilated memory would come to his mind, which seemed to be a sword move, and a scene.

In a square, a pair of figures were swordsmanship on it, and when they wanted to take a closer look, they woke up inexplicably.

Looking at his black long sword, he always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing.

Kirito made a defensive stance, and they got closer and closer, their waists sinking, like a fierce beast attacking, and quickly rushed forward.

"Dead"

Seeing that Kirito had come to his death, the confident players raised their weapons and threw them at him, trying to dethrone Kirito with one move.

"Up"

Kirito used his sword to pick out the weapon of the player closest to him, kicked him out with a kick, and quickly moved to the next player.

But at this moment, suddenly another slight breeze blew and blew Kirito's black broken hair.

"Wind?"

Kirito felt familiar with the wind, and the memories in his mind gradually became clearer.

"Wind Resisting Swordsmanship"

Kirito shouted out the name, he was stunned, and stood in place trying to recall the mysterious swordsmanship.

But the bad thing is that Kirito remembers that the sword move has been distracted, and there are fierce gods around him, and there are players who are bent on killing him.

"Bang"

A rifle butt hits Kirito, who is unresponsive.

"Bang"

One player angrily lifts his firearm and hits Kirito in the head.

"Ugh"

Kirito suddenly snorted and half-knelt on the ground.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Kirito didn't resist, these players thought it was Kirito who was repenting, and laughed one after another: "Think kneeling down will make us forgive you?

"That's it, that is, how can there be such a good thing in the world? If you ask for forgiveness for doing something wrong, what do you want the police to do?"

"Thank you"

Kirito looked up with blood streaming down his forehead, looking a little mad, and he said with a smile as he looked at the players.

"Huh?"

The players looked at each other, a little confused, and beat him to thank us, could it be that this kid has a problem with his brain?

Kirito stood up, wiped the blood from his face, and smiled, "If it weren't for that, it would have taken some time for me to remember."

"Uh" didn't understand, but they knew they had been tricked.

The players were speechless, and then a wave of anger rose, staring at Kirito with a fierce face and yelling: "You kid, look for death"

With that, the butt of a rifle struck him in the head again.

"Huh~"

Kirito swung his sword in 0.5 seconds and withdrew his sword in 0.5 seconds, but the player in front of him stood still as if he was frozen.

"Poof~"

The player's gun snapped in two, spurting a large amount of blood from his neck, and finally fell to the ground and disappeared.

This scene made Kirito frown, and he muttered, "Wouldn't it?

"You ......" the players couldn't react, didn't he not resist and wanted to repent?

Kirito looked at their colorful expressions, sneered, and stepped forward directly with his sword.

It's time to end, there are people over there that I want to protect.

"The sword technique of resisting the wind, the focus is on a royal character, but the mystery is not known yet"

"Once comprehended, you are the sword god in the wind, the sword follows the wind, tearing apart everything in front of you that stands in your way"

It's a pity that Kirito didn't comprehend the highest mystery: transformation, can only stop at this stage.

"Puff puff"

Kirito swung his sword, and the sword wind followed, leaving behind a stump and a strong smell of blood, which was blown forward by the breeze and attracted the attention of the large army.

"What? Who is the player?" All the players were also confused, there is also a high-power world boss here, when will there be a high-martial player again, look at this move, it is a bit the same as the boss.

"Stop him, quick, quick," the temporary captain hurriedly shouted.

The captain is dead, so he has to temporarily elect a commander, otherwise, the first layer of the blockade line must not be wiped out.

After a while, hundreds of players were slaughtered by Kirito, leaving only a place of blood and corpses.

This made Kirito's heart more and more uneasy, and his own thoughts were answered, and he looked at Yakumo Murasaki in the frenzy worriedly, and sighed, only hoping that she could hold on.

A thousand players detached, armed with guns, aimed at Kirito, pulled the trigger, and suddenly, a rain of bullets enveloped Kirito.

Crisis, big crisis, it is impossible to escape, you can only resist hard.

Kirito closed his eyes and sensed the wind around him, the wind element in this game world was still very real, and it didn't take long for him to sense the wind within a mile.

Opening his eyes, holding a black long sword and holding a sword flower, Kirito kept swinging his sword in place.

In an instant, the wind around him became stronger and stronger, and the wind whistle became louder and louder, and the bullets miraculously deviated from the orbit and hit the ground beside Kirito.

Quiet......

"Damn, is this Nima a gunplay game?is he a player?" a thousand players looked at each other in confusion, a little skeptical if they were playing a fake game.

But Kirito wasn't over yet, the wind howling in the dark night overshadowed everything, and before ten seconds, a small tornado formed.