One dead and one wounded, of course, the dead don't have to say anything, and the living don't have a good time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only did this support not drop the Scarlet Chest, but it didn't even have honor points for killing, and under the rules of space, the verdict given was suicide.

Kong Yuan is considered to have been unlucky, and his body has endured unimaginably huge pain, not to mention - even if this level of physical damage is repaired, it is likely that in addition to a huge amount of points, it will also require additional consumption such as honor points. In addition, at the same time, a rare purple firewood knife in his hand was damaged, and there were seven or eight spare weapons posted out of the blue, which were calculated as tens of thousands of points before and after, and all the gains of the whole world so far this time have become negative.

The giant beast next to him has also forced the purple bow man into a dead corner, originally the purple bow man's agility was one or two points higher than him, but unfortunately the rest of the attributes are too far apart, not to mention that it is difficult to beat after being close to melee combat in the distance, not to mention that even the weapon in his hand was cut off by He Liu.

A dark blue long sword that was temporarily drawn out was already full of wounds on its body. Strangely, the wounds cut by the scythe have all turned a dull and miserable gray, except for the seeping color, there are no other abnormal states attached.

Of course, this is an illusion, and the lack of bleeding is only due to the fact that all the muscles in this area have died and there is no abnormal state, because the nerve response has been infected by the toxin on the sickle, and it is not able to give the correct response.

With the experience of the abyss, the giant beast did not dare to underestimate this team, and it stopped persecuting too much for a while, anyway, under such encroachment, the other party has no ability to fight back, even if it drags on for a long time, it is a completely acceptable result.

He Liu, who saw the tragic situation of the empty abyss at close range, was even more careless, she was almost bleeding all the time, and her speed was even higher than that of the chanter in the light mask, she was already very careful, and now the attack on the chanter was also much lower, and she also secretly deducted a life-saving prop in her hand, and if the situation was not right, she would withdraw first.

In any case, "Nai He Tian" has already mastered the absolute advantage on the battlefield, and part of the advantage has been transformed into victory, and the fall of the Bobcat team is only a matter of time.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" A desolate Buddha horn sounded throughout the battlefield, and the chanter who had been sitting cross-legged stood up, there was no anger in his eyes, and he could even be regarded as without sorrow or joy, and a string of ordinary prayer beads was held in his hand, one by one glowing with a soft faint light;

After this heartfelt low moan, the golden light that had been hanging over him finally lost its source of power, and the color gradually faded before the shuff dissipated. But He Liu had no concept of seizing the opportunity at all, his figure began to retreat, and the Wu hook in his hand was even carefully protected on his chest.

Sure enough, a milky white soft light enveloped the chanter again. Seeing this anomaly, He Liu retreated faster. This skill will infiltrate people when it sounds, in case it is like the kind of "jade burning", who is dying to pull a cushion, who will you talk to?

"Idiot, kill them quickly, these people are going to escape!"

At this moment, the faceless Naizong shouted angrily in the team. His perception is the strongest, and with the skill of the chanter, a small hole has been torn open on the arranged formation, which is enough for a person to forcibly return to the space through this opening.

"Whirlwind of Death!" Naizong's words are still very useful among these people, and the giant beast that was still testing suddenly waved the scythe in his hand, using a powerful output skill.

The purple bow man was blinded, and others didn't know the price of this skill, and he knew it. It is the chanter who forcibly changes some rules of the space at the cost of vitality, and the innate skill "Buddha Heart" of this chanter is a powerful talent that is evaluated as A-level by the space.

For example, when opening a treasure chest, he can forcibly specify whether the treasure chest is open with equipment or skill books, or some specific items that may be exploded, once the skill takes effect, even if the chance of obtaining it is only one percent, it will immediately become one hundred percent.

The biggest secret to the strength of the Bobcat team is this.

Of course, the more powerful the skill is, the more restrictions there are, and the price of the "Buddha Heart" is the vitality of the chanter, and the more rules you change, the greater the price you pay. This loss of vitality is still difficult to be replenished by props, and can only be slowly recovered through his own body, and often there is only one chance in a plot world.

Forcibly changing the rules on the space battlefield like now is already equivalent to the authority of the Ark space, and to accomplish this, there is no other way than the cost of life.

"I'm your whole family!" The purple bow man suddenly burst out, and he and the chanter held a fan, and the three of them had a lifelong friendship in real life, and they were also pulled into the ark space at the same time. In countless plot worlds, life and death depend on each other, and they are already closer than the flesh and blood of their relatives, but this time in the space battlefield, even if they have tried to reduce their sense of existence, they are still poisoned.

He couldn't figure out why these people in front of him wanted to exterminate their team, which was definitely not a rational thing in terms of pay and benefits. If it was to complete the space task, why didn't you let Wei Wushu, who was close at hand, come over and surround it, but do it yourself.

Just for a so-called quest item? Compared to this, he was more willing to believe that the other party seemed to be just to experience the thrill of killing.

Whether the Bobcat team shows weakness in front or bursts in the back, it is essentially just a means to stop the other party's unwise actions, but unfortunately these are all done for the blind man to see, and the other party doesn't seem to care about the casualties on his side at all!

This seems to have met a madman, whether it is soft or hard, the truth does not make sense, but the other party is stronger than himself, this is simply an unsolvable dead end!

A deep sense of powerlessness surrounded the purple bow man, the other party did not let them have a chance to live, since this is the case, then even if it is a madman, he does not mind knocking out a few teeth of the other party before dying!

The man with the purple bow fell into a frenzy and never looked back at the portal that was forcibly condensing, and all the clothes on his body burst open, revealing his body full of wounds inside.

His body shook, and blood oozed from all the gray wounds. On top of the wounds, it was as if thick acid had been poured on them, the skin had become dry and wrinkled, and some of the wounds had a faint green smoke.

In the midst of this excruciating pain, the muscles that had been numb gradually began to regain consciousness.

This is a desperate posture, but the giant beast does not dare to back down.

Nai Zong is order is to leave everyone behind, if because of his retreat, let the person in front of him enter the light gate, then Nai Zong will probably let himself know what regret is.

It's just that he was obviously too worried, and the purple bow man after the clothes burst attacked with his bare hands, his body was flexible, and his attack was orderly, and in reality, I am afraid he also has good martial arts skills.

After a few scrambles, the behemoth clearly noticed that something was wrong. The purple bow man's attack is not sharp, but every attack on his body is like a needle prick, and the other party doesn't mind his sickle opening a few more holes in his body, often his muscles will tighten when the knife goes down, pulling his own weapon, and then making a few more painless attacks on himself, but this is such an attack, after a few rounds, his hand holding the sickle can hardly be raised.

Before you know it, the giant beast's body has been bruised and purple, and it is covered with injuries everywhere, especially the right hand holding the scythe is even more serious, and the muscles and tendons have been severely damaged, which is equivalent to being crippled in terms of spatial judgment.

This is the talent of the purple bow man, transformed from his profound national martial arts skills in reality, transforming his attacks into dark energy, directly leaving bruises in the opponent's body.

Once or twice, the impact is not great, and it will not be easily discovered, but by the time the giant beast finds out, the injury has accumulated to medium, not only the upper limit of health has dropped by half, but the attributes have also been greatly reduced, and it has brought about the loss of some physical functions.

He staggered and began to retreat.

"Let's go, third!" The chanter didn't wait for the purple bow man to continue his pursuit, and a soft light lifted him up. The purple bow man's own kung fu is not yet at home, and this kind of dark energy has also caused irreversible damage to his internal organs.

"No!" The purple bow man roared angrily, turned around and met the calm gaze of the chanter, and suddenly calmed down, the three of them can't die together, otherwise not only will no one take revenge, but relatives and friends in real life will also encounter a huge crisis.

He lost his attachment and let the white light send him to the portal.