A little earlier, Wan Qian Tianxia had just fought with Ning Yi, and Yan Zizi's movements were ......

Yan Zizhi held the spirit wind in both hands, and the blood flowed out from his cheeks and shoulders from between his fingers, the battle in the room was even bloodier than outside, Yan Zizhi half of his face was blurred with blood, his teeth trembled in the broken mouth, and there were countless large and small scars on his body. Yan Zizi leaned against the wall, and even gasped carefully, and he couldn't even say a word when his mouth was running away.

The pain of the torn body made his movements slower and his strength weaker, and he had survived three rounds of attacks in the room, each round more terrible than the last, and the penetrating wound on his face was caused by the third round.

But after three rounds of grappling Yan introspection, he also grasped an important piece of information, each round of attacks in the room was increased from his performance in the previous round, which means that if he kept himself in the posture of eliminating the first round of attacks, then the difficulty of each round of stacking would be very small.

But it is not easy to accurately control one's strength, which caused Yan to reflect on the third round of cups, how easy is it to control the power to kill the enemy just without getting hurt?

There's no such thing as getting you back at the end of each round, it's just an endless wave of attacks.

Yan was still breathing for himself, when the fourth wave of attacks came again......

Each attack will have a person wearing a mask, and each time the mask is different, and there are at least a dozen masks hanging in this room!

Yan Zizhi pushed his elbow hard against the wall, his whole body straightened, he preemptively flicked the muzzle of the gun with his left hand and spewed out a fire snake, and a bullet flew towards the masked ghost.

Then he continued to shoot left and right, and the mask-ghost's dodging ability exceeded the speed of the bullet, and he didn't hit the mask-covered ghost at all.

Fighting with the spirit wind is also a method that Yan Zijiu came up with, because ghosts can't use guns, and the power of guns is fixed, as long as he is careful not to be touched by ghosts, he can drag it for as long as he can!

The mask ghost and Yan Zijiu come and go, and no one can help anyone, but Yan Zizhi wants this effect, his strength has not increased a little, but the speed is faster.

The ghost thing slowly adapted to the speed of Yan Zizhi's introspection, and followed, the ghost thing under the mask made a strange sound, and slapped Yan Zizhi's arm, knocking Yan Zizhi's spiritual wind away.

Yan Zizi's arm that was slapped was numb and swollen, the power of the ghost thing was still too great, and the moment the arm was numb, the spiritual wind came out of his hand.

The ghost's movements were swift, and he turned into an afterimage to pick up the spirit wind, and he held the spirit wind in his hand and pulled the trigger like a punch and fired the gun.

Yan Zizi's speed can barely dodge the bullet with the blessing of the Eastern Emperor Bell, because of the reason for strengthening his vision, whether it is static vision or dynamic vision, he can capture the trajectory of the bullet, and twist the bullet with difficulty every time.

Yan Zijiu felt that something was wrong, the ghost school ability was too strong, the physical strength was unlimited, and he had the end of the limit after all, as long as he relaxed a little, he would inevitably be hit by bullets, although this body could still get by with a few bullets...... But after all, it is not a long-term solution.

As a last resort, Yan Zijiu really didn't want to increase his strength, so he was still holding on...... Until he was hit by the first bullet.

The pain was like a cone, but fortunately it was only in the arm, and if it was hit in a vulnerable place, maybe he would lose his normal fight.

"You can't wait, you can't wait for an opportunity, you have to kill with one blow!" Although the physical pain tormented Yan Zizi, his spiritual will never relaxed.

"It's now!" Yan Zizhi decisively withdrew to give up defense and dodge, slid sideways and punched the mask ghost in the abdomen, and then pressed the head of the mask ghost with his left hand, pressing him to the ground, raising his hand and shooting the gun and constantly pointing on the mask of the mask ghost!

Soon the mask ghost thing did not move, Yan Zizhi sat on the ground and gasped, he put away the two spiritual winds, smoked a cigarette with one hand, and then trembled and lit the cigarette, the smoke of the cigarette in his mouth was exposed from the open mouth on the side, Yan Zizhi coughed, but still tried to finish the cigarette.

He took out the knife he carried with him, scalded it with a lighter, gritted his teeth and inserted the knife into his left hand, which was wounded by the gun, and then he snorted and pulled out all the small needle bullets, and even the flesh and blood were directly ripped out!

Roasting the red knife again, he covered the blade of the knife all over the dug up flesh, and the red, high-temperature knife made a snorting sound when it touched the skin. Use heat to forcibly bake the wound to stop bleeding......

The cigarette butt was casually tossed aside, and he barely supported his legs with his hands and stood up...... Quietly waiting for the next wave of enemies to appear.

Soon the masked man reappeared! But this time two appeared in one go! The masks on the walls do drop one less every time a masked man appears, so as long as you can survive all the masks disappearing, you can survive here!

But how could it be said so easily, seeing the two masked men, Yan Zizhi frowned and immediately used the void zipper to take out his electromagnetic rail gun, the gun had already been charged, such a distance Yan Zizhi was not allowed to aim at all, and the moment he took out the gun, he pulled the trigger.

Brilliant blue beams of light shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and the two masked ghosts had just raised their hands and were about to rush towards Yan Zizhi, the blue beam of light had already come to them, and the moment they touched them, their skin began to dissipate, and the blue arc rushed out with almost whitish flames, enveloping everything in front of them, including all the masks on the wall.

A violent explosion occurred in front of him, and the flames rolled in waves, and Yan Zizhi leaned against the wall at the very edge, squinting at the firelight and arcs.

The floor of the room was scorched by arcs of electricity and flames, and the two masked ghosts that had just appeared were not left with the slag of this powerful force, but the dark walls were ...... Those strange and ugly masks are still lined up there!

"I knew that...... It's not that simple...... "Yan Zizi spit out the dust in his mouth and said indistinctly.

At the moment when the bullet was issued, he had already begun to charge the electromagnetic railgun, since he chose to use the electromagnetic railgun, then he could only go all the way to the dark, and the power of the gun would not be counted, but it would never be possible that there would be a mask ghost like the third and fourth rounds for him to deal with.

Yan Zixu was even ready to die......