"Kill him, don't give him a chance to shoot!"

Yun Ni shouted on the second floor, followed by countless figures holding various weapons towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's reaction speed was so fast, with a wave of his right hand, the four silver needles shot out in an instant, and the two figures fell from mid-air.

But there are still too many people in ambush, and in the case of shooting together, only two people will be lost, which is also within their tolerance range.

Ning Fan's speed decreased sharply, and he grasped the medieval two-handed sword in his hand like a sudden brake.

The two-handed sword made of stainless steel learned to sharpen iron like clay, and when it reached Ning Fan's hands, it became a big killing weapon.

Ning Fan waved the two-handed sword in his hand, like a tornado crossing the border, instantly crushing the formation formed by the agent killers of the Cloud Thorn Guild.

With a click, a person was cut off by Ning Fan, and the dried blood stains on Ning Fan's body became bright again, like a bloody god, Ning Fan turned into Shura, and there was a burst of blood rain in the room.

In the first time, Ning Fan killed about ten people.

Yun Ni was standing on the second floor, beside him were the top killers of the Cloud Thorn Guild, they were waiting, waiting for the moment when Ning Fan had a flaw.

Even if this opportunity was to be piled up with countless blood corpses, they had to wait patiently, and they did not dare to be careless in the face of Shura, who had been famous for a long time.

"Yun Ni, you shouldn't have given him a weapon, we've lost a bit of a lot. ”

In the headset, Arantes' voice sounded, and Yun Ni smiled indifferently, his eyes unconcerned.

"Arantes, you shouldn't be scared, are you? And even if I don't give him a weapon, will I be able to stop him?

Yun Ni's voice was very confident, his confidence infected the people around him, and their fighting spirit rose again, facing Ning Fan's killing one by one, as if they had eaten stimulants, they rushed up desperately.

These people below are all elites of the Cloud Thorn Guild, although they are not as good as Yun Ni on the second floor, but they can all be called masters.

But even these masters, when they joined forces, they didn't have the same power in front of Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's hair had been dyed red, and he didn't know whether his wet hair was soaked with sweat or blood.

As the number of people killed climbed step by step, his whole body was completely dyed red.

Blood was dancing in the air, and with the blood and bones of mortals, Ning Fan had forged a throne that belonged to his Shura, and the corpses could already be piled up into a mountain.

The killing intent around Ning Fan's body was sticky and cold, as if it had become a substantial aura, affecting the hearts of those who were close to him.

"I don't want to waste time, let's go together!" Ning Fan laughed loudly, the Shura on the battlefield once again showed his unique fangs, and the smell of blood was terrifying, but it was also unstoppable.

Ning Fan's aura became more and more terrifying, and Yun Ni on the second floor couldn't help frowning.

The accumulation of more than thirty people into a mountain of corpses was very shocking, and Ning Fan's strength was attacking these so-called elite agents and killers step by step.

Ping!

Ning Fan's two-handed sword broke, but as if he didn't notice it, he still waved the broken sword in his hand, his hair fluttering, and blood dripping down the tips of his hair.

"You ...... Is this the extent to which it is?" Ning Fan stood on top of the pile of corpses, he stretched out his right hand, which was completely stained red, only to see that the tip of his scarlet tongue was born and licked it lightly on the back of his hand.

Ning Fan's cold face gradually revealed a terrifying smile, with a human smile, with a bloody posture, and an evil temperament to construct a strange and beautiful picture.

This scene was very shocking, and the shocking smile made the killers of the Cloud Thorn Guild look at him in horror.

He is a Shura, a Shura who crawled out of hell and cannot be viewed with common sense......

Suddenly, everyone recalled this evaluation in their hearts, as for who said it, it didn't matter anymore, if Ning Fan was not stopped, unless everyone died, otherwise his slaughter would continue.

Ning Fan had blood flowing from his body, and he couldn't tell if it was his own or someone else's, did the people of the Cloud Thorn Guild cause any harm to Ning Fan?

The answer is yes, you can see from the clothes on his body, the neat and smooth cracks, the hideous and bright wounds inside, will it not be long proved?

It's just that Ning Fan doesn't care, he has forgotten the pain.

"Kill him. Yun Ni looked at Ning Fan excitedly, he grabbed the escalator, and almost rushed down to fight Ning Fan.

Because of Yun Ni's order, dozens of people poured into the hall again.

Ning Fan threw away the broken sword in his hand, clawed with both hands, and killed directly towards the crowd.

Bang bang bang!

A killer armed with a spear blade watched in horror as Ning Fan rushed towards him, and he frantically pulled the trigger, trying to stop Ning Fan's movements.

"That's not how gun blades play!" Ning Fan punched the man's head, and then snatched the pair of gun blades from the man's hand.

The feast of killing is once again on, and Ning Fan's dance of death is blooming.

Bang bang, the gun rang out, and the blood flowers exploded on the person's body, and the blade of the gun in Ning Fan's hand showed the posture it should have.

Poof!

Someone stabbed Ning Fan in the ribs with a sword, Ning Fan's expression changed a point, and a sharp pain struck, Ning Fan turned his head and looked over.

Yun Ni maintained a stabbing posture and looked at Ning Fan coldly.

"One blow kills?" Ning Fan asked, forcing the opponent's sword blade out of his body with his true qi.

Yun Ni's face was solemn, his mortal sword failed!

"I'm defeated, but you're still going to die!" Yun Ni withdrew his sword and leaped back to the second floor.

Ning Fan grinned, looking at Yun Ni with a hint of appreciation and undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"Be careful, I'll shoot as soon as I get the chance. ”

Yun Ni withdrew his sword and removed the headset from his ear, crumpling it into powder with one hand.

Ning Fan shook his head and sneered: "You are really strange, but I don't hate people like you, it's a pity ......"

Yun Ni nodded, and at the same time explained: "Because I don't say it, you know it, but I'm just a person who can't keep my mouth shut, Your Excellency Shura must not blame me, and then although the means are a little despicable, please die." ”

Poof, Ning Fan laughed again, the wound on his ribs was constantly flowing blood.

Ning Fan once again put on a posture of spear fighting, facing the killer of the Cloud Thorn Guild, the killing intent on his body seemed to have condensed into an entity again, and in a trance, countless people saw a turbid dark red aura seen from Ning Fan's body.

"It's a pity that you chose the wrong one, it's a pity that you provoked the wrong person, it's a pity that your life should be like this!"

Three times in a row, Ning Fan had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, Your Excellency Shura, it's useless to say more, it's still the same sentence, please die here tonight!"