Guan Tao could only continue to walk down in resentment, and along the way he met several students who were not afraid of death, and they did not rampage, but threw weapons such as fire axes, clubs, and even fruit knives towards his place. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This is the right choice, melee combat is the stupidest when the gap between you and your opponent's combat skills is too great, and throwing things is king.

Guan Tao didn't pay attention at first, he was hit by a heavy object, although he was tall, he still suffered a certain amount of damage under this blow, his knee position was hit, and the soles of his feet were smashed by the corner of the heavy object. Nowadays, he just has the physical fitness of ordinary people, maybe the advantage of height gives him a little convenience, but the physical fitness does not surpass others too much.

Therefore, he was smashed, his knee hurt so much that he couldn't stand up, there was a large bruise, and the soles of his feet seemed to be smashed flat, so that he couldn't help but half-kneel, and even the Qinglong Glaive Knife held in both hands almost slipped off.

The student thought that he had succeeded, and hurriedly smashed the weapon that he could grab next to him towards Guan Tao, and just as a fire axe spun and slashed towards Guan Tao's head, Guan Tao raised his head!

The students forgot that they were not dealing with an ordinary person, but a messenger of demons with special abilities.

Guan Tao's pair of round eyes stared at the front violently, the Qinglong Glaive shook forward slightly, a boom sounded, the air seemed to be slashed, and a crack engraved in the air served as a cracking point, sucking everything around.

Fire axes, tables, benches, etc., were all sucked around the perimeter of the rift and collided violently. The crack vanished, and everything was twisted into a large, irregular piece of iron that fell to the ground with a thud.

The weapons in their hands have become such a big piece of garbage, without weapons, there is no possibility of fighting, and the students have no choice but to run in all directions.

However, Guan Tao was not so merciful, he kicked away the weight that was pressing on his feet, strode after the student, and grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Knife with one hand and swung it forward.

The clenched hand loosened as the trajectory of the Azure Dragon Glaive formed in a straight line, and the two-meter-long heavy weapon was fired like a heavy crossbow.

The Green Dragon Glaive sang all the way, piercing through several bodies one after another, covered in blood, and sticking straight into the wall at the end of the corridor, with several unexplained internal organs hanging from the handle at the end.

Guan Tao rubbed his thigh joints, made a stretching exercise, twisted his hands and head, slowly moved to the other side, and pulled the clothes of a corpse that had been cut in half on the side of the road. He roughly wiped the grip with this garment, and then pulled out the glaive knife.

"Knorr, don't rush forward like that! Beware of ambushes! ”

The Taidao man followed Huang Jiale closely.

"What's there to be cautious about just a bunch of garbage?" Huang Jiale held a thin sword, swinging and dancing gracefully, like an elegant nobleman.

"These are just their minions, they haven't done it yet!" Wang Kaiyan split the head of the person in front of him in half with a knife.

"The other party only knows how to cower behind these garbage, obviously a group of cowards, and if we don't have the confidence to deal with such an opponent, we don't need to go on. Just find a wall to kill yourself. ”

"Then you can kill yourself now."

Suddenly, someone jumped from the window and slashed at Wong's location.

Wang Kaiyan grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to the back to avoid the knife.

"Cherry blossoms fall!"

Fragments of pink cherry blossoms bloomed in this small space, shooting out in all directions like sharp knives.

Wang Kaiyan grabbed Huang Jiale's hand and did not let go, somehow, the figures of the two twisted slightly, and appeared ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

"It's the Clearer, you get out of here!"

Wang Kaiyan threw Huang Jiale back, holding the knife in both hands, staring cautiously ahead.

"Hinata, I can fight, too." Huang Jiale didn't plan to run, but squatted a few steps behind Wang Kaiyan, looking ready to go.

Zhang Yihan stood on the base of the window, grasping the window with one hand and holding it to his mouth with the other, muttering some obscure incantation in his mouth.

"Soul Path Eleven!"

A ball of red flame rose between his fingers, and in this small space, Zhang Yihan threw his hand forward, and there was no possibility of missing the shot.

"Run!!" Wang Kaiyan shouted angrily, kicked back, and kicked Huang Jiale accurately, and a dodge appeared at the other end of the passage crossed by Hongyan.

Wang Kaiyan leaned back and straight over in a tackle position, his relatively thin body made him look less conspicuous, and the red flames above and the black shadows below crossed over.

Zhang Yihan's pupils contracted, let go of his hand that was holding on to the window, and leaned back and fell back.

Wang Kaiyan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the knife was thrown straight out of his hand, piercing the glass window glowing with green light, glass shards splashed out, and a sharp knife went straight to the door.

Zhang Yihan clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the life-threatening knife, adrenaline was secreted in large quantities, and between life and death, his head leaned back with all his strength, and his feet lifted up vigorously.

In this tense moment, the knife passed through the foot, cut the rubber sole, tore the sock, and pierced between the toes.

"Don't let him run!"

Huang Jiale hurried to the other side.

Of course, Wang Kaiyan knew this, the key to this mission this time was this eliminator, as long as they killed him, their mission would end early.

Without thinking too much, Wang Kaiyan jumped down with his fingers on the wall, his finger joints were propped up to an almost twisted angle, and he was stuck on the cement edge of the small rectangular tile outside the wall, using the twisting of the joints to increase the pressure on the wall, and the pressure to enhance the friction between his fingers and the wall.

It was quite unbelievable, such a way of falling kept his falling speed at a relatively constant speed, and naturally there was an extra blood mark on the wall, but it also allowed him to fall safely.

As if he didn't feel the pain, his fingers twisted, and he heard several "clicks", and his knuckles were forced back into place. Even this inhuman pain can be so careless, let alone the abrasion of the skin on the fingers.

Such an unusual person fell in such a way, which suddenly made the students congested below panic, and their first reaction in the face of the unknown was - flee!

The chaotic students scattered in all directions, and as they tried to flee farther away, someone suddenly fell to the ground, a hole in the chest, and blood continued to flow out. The cold light reflected by the sharp knife immediately disappeared into the crowd, squeezing into the chaotic pile of students, and no one could find it.

It wasn't until the student who had been stabbed fell to his knees and a terrible scream rang out that the fleeing student reacted, and when he turned around, he saw that the student was clutching the trouser leg of a person in front of him, covering the wound with the other hand, and looking at the man with a pale face pleading, begging him not to leave him.