Chapter 183: Final Survival (4)

Flames, orange-red flames, rose into the sky and burned the edifice made of steel and concrete. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

In front of this building, the three people are separated by a distance of more than ten meters, forming a relatively stable triangle. In the eyes of the three of them, there is hostility to each other, and a battle may break out at any time.

Yan Chun looked at the two of them standing in front of him, and the rocks on the surface of their bodies gradually converged, shrinking to the height of ordinary men, revealing a tight rock texture, which was even as hard as steel.

Chenyang and the two glanced at each other, and they also saw the tricky word from each other's eyes, and in the face of Yan Chun in this state, both of them felt a little difficult to deal with.

He is like a big iron lump, which is time-consuming and laborious to deal with, and he may even hit his own foot if he is not careful.

Chenyang looked at Zhao Yan with a cold color in his eyes.

If it weren't for Zhao Yan's exit, he could have hid next to him, reaped the profits, and left directly no matter how bad it was, without having to gnaw on this big stone head-on.

Zhao Yan, who received the cold gaze, also had a little helplessness on his face, with Yan Chun who was in a state just now, he didn't have much problem dealing with it, and he was just worried about what he would think about when he called Chenyang.

Now it seems that it was really the right decision for him to call Chenyang out.

Yan Chun didn't care about the eye contact between the two, and the thick lips made of rocks opened, and let out a loud shout.

The two fists blasted out on the ground, and suddenly the ground cracked into two lightning-like cracks, and the two of them quickly approached the two of them.

Chenyang and the two looked at the rifts, moving to the sides at the same time, trying to avoid the two rifts.

As soon as he stepped out of the range of the rift, a strong force shook under his feet, erupting from the ground, like a miniature earthquake, making both of them make certain mistakes in their dodges.

Yan Chun took this opportunity to step forward with his legs forward, and stepped on the ground several paw prints in a row, wanting to get close to the two of them and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Zhao Yan pulled away at the first time, and the pistol in his hand changed, forming a large-caliber hand cannon, and fired a shot at Yan Chun, who was striding forward.

The bullet landed on the body of the rock, and with a dull sound, it opened a hollow crater on the surface of the rock, and the crater was densely filled with tiny cracks. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

Chenyang seized the opportunity, and instead of rushing forward to fight Yan Chun in close combat, he took out the Sky Wolf Bow he was carrying, and the shadow energy of his fingertips condensed, turning into a gray arrow that escaped with black mist.

An arrow flew out, and the arrow brought out a gray trail in the air, and a straight arrow hit the crater, and the arrow composed of shadow energy began to corrode the rocks around the crater the moment it hit.

Yan Chun had just raised his arm at this time, as if he wanted to block Chenyang's arrows, but unfortunately his movements were too slow, and he didn't have time to make a blocking move.

On the contrary, by chance, he used his arm to block the two sniper bullets fired by Zhao Yan.

After Zhao Yan shot an arrow in the morning sun, he quickly discovered that the corrosive effect of the energy arrow could greatly corrode the rock, making it fragile and fragile, which was a big nemesis for this kind of rock body.

The hand cannon in his hand then deformed into a sniper rifle more than a meter long, firing two shots in succession, each bullet shooting towards the pothole.

As a result, Yan Chun just raised his hand, and the rock in his arm became harder, and the two sniper bullets could only break through a layer of stone skin, which could not cause much damage.

Just when Zhao Yan was worried about how to hurt Yan Chun.

Chenyang had already withdrawn the Sky Wolf Bow, his body rushed forward, and he ran directly in front of Yan Chun.

This move was right in Yan Chun's mind, he turned into a rock body and was unable to move, which was more suitable as a meat shield to resist damage, or to face those melee personnel.

However, Chenyang and Zhao Yan both had long-range means, so Yan Chun could not get close to them, but could only be used as a sandbag and shooting target for them to use.

Now that the morning sun is rushing up, how can Yan Chun not be surprised.

He hurriedly waved his arms and smashed a powerful shockwave on the ground, trying to slow down Chenyang's speed a little.

Chenyang leaped forward and poked out five wolf-toothed vines in his hands, tightly restraining Yan Chun's hands, trying to control Yan Chun's actions in a short time.

Who knew that Yan Chun's strength at this time was terrifying, and with a slight pull, he would tear off all five vines, and it would not play any role in restraining it at all.

The morning sun fell to the ground for a moment, and his right arm transformed into an ink shadow hand, his arm wrapped in black mist, accompanied by a gloomy ghostly roar.

A slash slashed out along the gap in Yan Chun's arm, deep into the joints of the rock arm.

The surface of the blade was covered with shadow energy, rapidly corroding the joints inside the rock, and with a slash forward, a hole was cut in an instant.

Yan Chun was cut with a knife, and a breath of rough air came out of his mouth, and his eyes were as red as blood.

On the surface of his hands, stone thorns like sharp cones quickly proliferated, trying to jam the Taidao in the crack of the stone, and incidentally trying to attack Chenyang.

At the moment when Yan Chun made a move, a gunshot rang out in the distance, and a bullet hit Yan Chun's only eye that looked relatively fragile at an extremely fast speed.

When the bullet hit, there was a popping sound, and one of the eyeballs burst with juice, and blood flowed from the eye socket.

Chenyang took this opportunity to pull out the stone crack with the blade in his hand, and slashed it out with his backhand, slashing at Yan Chun's stone crack arm again.

Yan Chun took a big breath, and nearly ten rock cones appeared on the surface, which suddenly sprouted from the ground like spring shoots, stabbing towards the morning sun from everywhere.

Chenyang reacted instantly, his body moved, and he shifted to Yan Chun's side, and his five fingers released the beast devouring again, and this time the direction of release was Yan Chun's eyes.

Yan Chun was already in great pain when one eye was damaged, so it was naturally impossible to let Chenyang attack his other eye and make him lose his vision.

His hands were hurriedly raised, blocking the front of the beast devourer.

Five wolf-tooth vines stabbed his arm with a clanging sound, barely stabbing white dots on the surface of the rock.

Chenyang himself didn't intend to blind Yan Chun's eyes, but was just ready to restrain him, and the arm holding the knife was ready to go, taking advantage of the moment Yan Chun raised his arm.

With a wave of the electric knife in his hand, a brilliant white sword light flashed, slashing through the gaps in the rock joints.

Yan Chun let out a wail from his mouth, and his right arm in front of him went weak, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Zhao Yan found the gap where Yan Chun was injured, and the sniper rifle in his hand fired another bullet, aiming at Yan Chun's other eye.

The pitch-black muzzle burst into flames, firing a yellow bullet that avoided the arm at a tricky angle and pierced Yan Chun's other eye.

Yan Chun was blind, and was suddenly affected by the side effects of the mountain god's spiritual life, and fell into a state of madness and irritability.

Chenyang took advantage of this time to swing the electric knife in his hand twice, using the special effect of ghost words to strengthen Yan Chun's anger.

turned to retreat quickly, and together with Zhao Yan, the two of them hid in the distance and used long-range weapons, little by little, to consume the stones on Yan Chun's body.

Forced him into stone slag little by little, and finally killed him, and this head was finally taken by Zhao Yan, a master shooter.

When the two of them killed Yan Chun, they couldn't help but let out a breath in their mouths, facing this guy with thick blood and high defense, and his strength was incomparably great, the two of them didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest.

Although in the battle just now, Chenyang and the two were almost never hit by him, as long as they were hit by him once, they would be the same as the spearman before.

Lying directly on the ground with serious injuries, there was no room for resistance.

This is also the fact that the two of Chenyang have long-range abilities, and they are replaced by other melee planes, and in the face of Yan Chun, they may have a headache for a long time.

Yan Chun's corpse glowed with white light and gradually flew into the air.

Zhao Yan has been twenty meters away from Chenyang to ensure his safety.

Now that Yan Chun has been killed by them, Zhao Yan has a hint of retreat in his heart, and once again conjures up a hook gun in his hand, ready to leave quickly with the help of a grappling hook.

Before he could say goodbye.

From the side of the street, a familiar female voice came: "I found two people at once, it seems that I am lucky this time."

Chenyang looked at the figure walking on the street, with a strong fear hidden in his eyes, and softly spit out four words: "Luna the Witch."