Honorific king, this is the dream of many people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Sun Ping bowed down to more than 20 people, and felt a little embarrassed for a while, because he felt that this city had nothing to do with him, and the king they called was also the same person 10,000 years ago, he was just shit luck, and he had the same slashing knife as that person.

Some other people who did not bow down said a few crooked words, and then rushed towards Sun Ping together, with a fierce momentum, and it seemed that they were going to dismantle Sun Ping in eight pieces.

Faced with this scene, Sun Ping finally understood why the reward for this task was so high.

Because he was going to face a siege from a force.

As a last resort, Sun Ping immediately jumped on top of the statue and shouted: "You recognize the wrong person, I am not your king, I am, my name is Sun Ping, just an ordinary god of death." ”

However, those translucent people who wanted to kill Sun Ping, how could they understand his words, and rushed up one by one and launched the most fierce attack on Sun Ping.

In the face of these people, Sun Ping dodged and explained, looking for an opportunity to escape.

But there were enemies on all sides, and it was impossible to flee for a while.

Moreover, there is also a steady stream of translucent people rushing to this side, among these people there are enemies and people who respect Sun Ping as king. Fortunately, some people felt that Sun Ping couldn't face so many enemies, so they took the initiative to stop some people who said they couldn't understand the language.

But on the way, Sun Ping knew that no matter how these people fought, there would be no casualties, even if they slashed the opponent's neck with a weapon, the other party would not die.

It is possible that they are unable to kill each other because they have become of the same kind. Or maybe they're not entities, so they're translucent.

For non-entities, Sun Ping didn't dare to guarantee that his attacks would be useful to them.

The most important thing is that they don't have the spirit of kendo at all, they won't go up one by one, they will only swarm together, often his attack just falls, and another attack comes again, one after another, so that Sun Ping is overwhelmed.

"Thirty-one of the broken paths, red artillery." At this moment, Ryotaro Kazama jumped into the air and sent out a fireball in the direction of Sun Ping.

Taking advantage of the translucent man's dodge of the fireball, Sun Ping jumped to the side and quickly approached Ryotaro Kazama.

The two of them were back to back, staring coldly at the enemy in front of them.

"Tried, those people can't kill each other, but we can kill them." Ryotaro Kazama said, glancing in the direction he came.

Sun Ping looked in either direction, but there was nothing.

There is no blood, no corpse, no evidence, forget it, just believe him.

At this moment, Sun Ping suddenly thought of his mission. The task is to find the only sober people in the city, could it be that these people are all unconscious?

Since these people are not sober and only judge by what they see, what about sober people? Maybe he's somewhere in the city. Perhaps, he is the one who made these people look like this.

Instead of going to that person, it's better to have that person appear automatically.

Thinking of this, Sun Ping let go of his spiritual pressure, clenched the handle of the slashing knife on his left waist, and said coldly: "Cut everything, Imperial Soul." ”

The wind blew, making it impossible for the translucent people to get close, so they could only stand not far away and watch Sun Ping finish his solution.

Ryotaro Kazama was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be dangerous to use the first solution at the beginning, in case the enemy hiding in the shadows discovers our ability?" ”

The wind dissipated, blowing away a large cloud of dust on the ground.

Sun Ping's whole body burned with transparent flames, and said: "If you don't put a little pressure on him now, how can you show your feet?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the translucent man launched an attack on Sun Ping.

Ryotaro Kazama was helpless, so he also rushed forward and stabbed the sword forward.

The sword qi composed of Lingzi flew out, piercing a translucent figure.

Although most of the translucent people are between the fifth and sixth rank spiritual powers, and a few have one or two seventh-rank spiritual powers, they only have spiritual pressure and combat experience now, and they do not have the slightest ability. The individual combat effectiveness is a little lower than Sun Ping's, but there are many of them, and they don't talk about morality or anything at all, they rush up, and they don't care about accidentally hurting their own people.

The two of them only killed three or four people each, and they were suppressed by the large group of translucent people, often defending more and attacking less.

Fortunately, there were still many translucent people on the periphery who automatically stood on Sun Ping's side and intercepted the enemies surging from all directions.

But there is no way to go on like this, the city is very large, and according to the density of the crowd, even if they consume all their spiritual power, it is impossible for them to kill it all, and they can't even do it.

And over time, the strength of these people has increased, as if their abilities have recovered.

Sun Ping slashed horizontally, flew out a crescent moon, and forced the two translucent people in front of him to retreat, but before they could get out, three more people filled the gap and continued to attack Sun Ping.

Looking at this scene, Sun Ping knew that they had no chance to get out, only to fight to the end.

I only hope that Tianbei Xiusuke and they will also find out here and bring the team to kill. Even if they came to chase Sun Ping, they could attract the attention of these translucent people and create a chance for them to escape.

In order to save their lives, Sun Ping and Ryotaro Kazama had to take out all their strength and try to support themselves longer.

In order to fight to his heart's content and save his life, Sun Ping had to give up thinking and face the enemy with all his heart.

Maybe it was really effective for them to release their spiritual pressure with all their strength, but anyway, when their spiritual power was about to be exhausted, the translucent people around them began to slow down, and their speed slowly slowed down.

With a single sword, Sun Ping cut off the head of the enemy in front of him, and immediately took a step back, leaning his back against Ryotaro Kazama.

These translucent people can't see very clearly, and even many of them can't distinguish between men and women, and can only see each other's general outlines.

"What's going on?" Ryotaro Kazama said coldly.

Sun Ping looked up at the sky and said, "It's dark, it may have something to do with it." ”

Looking down at his body, he found that there were several more wounds on his body, especially the wound on his right arm, which almost made him lose his combat effectiveness, and there was also a wound on his shoulder, no wonder the pain was scorching. The Death Overlord costume was no longer visible, only some strips of cloth remained.

If it was more than ten minutes late, Sun Ping would not be able to support it.

On the other hand, Ryotaro Kazama, he is much better, Rao is so, the wound on his left arm is deep to the bone, and there is also a small wound on his face, which is not much better than Sun Ping.

As long as Sun Ping is defeated, in the face of siege from all sides, Ryotaro Kazama will not hold out for long.

Sure enough, as Sun Ping guessed, the darker it was, the slower the speed of these people, not only that, but even the flames not far away were also slow. It seems that except for the two of them, time in this world is about to freeze.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sun Ping made a gap in the translucent people who were going to kill them, and then escaped from the encirclement.

Just as they were about to leave, a voice sounded behind the two: "This way, this way." ”