Chapter 200: Spear God

Wang Zheng, who rushed to the back of the giant scorpion beast, was also scolding his mother.

The smooth and hard back, there was no place for his own hands at all, and as the giant scorpion beast moved, when it rose and fell, Wang Zheng was almost unstable on his feet, and he could only rely on constant beats to maintain his balance.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Zheng tried to clench the Nepalese saber with both hands and slammed it down.

[Borrowing power (large)] is directly put on, and the current Wang Zheng is comparable to a seventh-level second- and third-class martial artist in terms of strength.

"Qiang~"

There was a splash of sparks, and the huge force chiseled into the back of the giant scorpion beast, but there was a burst of sparks, and then the Nepalese saber slided, only to make Wang Zheng fall from the back of the giant scorpion beast.

"Damn!"

Wang Zheng was also entangled, it seemed that the giant scorpion beast was even more powerful than he imagined.

The scale armor covered by this, its hardness, far exceeded the strength of the sixth-level rune weapon, and its own strength was even worse than that of the giant scorpion beast. In this case, the damage done by the Nepalese saber becomes limited.

It may take a dozen chisels in the same place to break through its scales.

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Zheng Zhijun didn't have time to think about Wang Zheng's question anymore, he bounced up, swung a knife in the air, and slashed at the giant scorpion beast's crawling foot.

Only if it is immobilized will it be slaughtered.

Moreover, the biggest weakness of the giant scorpion beast is actually in the crawling foot, which is the easiest place to hurt it.

The giant scorpion beast raised the hammer violently, and smashed it on the ground, and the resulting power flew like bullets. What's even more terrifying is the impact force it smashes, and the power it forms is swept across a radius of hundreds of meters, generating wave after wave of power fluctuations, which shocks people as if they have been hit by a sledgehammer on their bodies again and again.

Wang Zheng only felt a burst of qi and blood rolling, if it weren't for the fact that he now had the strength of level seven under the [borrowing], I was afraid that he would be shocked and vomit blood.

Liu Wentao in the distance, they were all affected, like a hammer.

Sun Qiang even spit out a mouthful of blood, he only felt that he was hit by a giant hammer, and his internal organs were almost shattered.

"锵~~"

Another metallic sound came out, and Zheng Zhijun's knife only made the giant scorpion beast's crawling foot tremble, leaving only a knife mark, and it played a limited role.

Enduring the pain all over his body, Wang Zheng jumped up and down with the ups and downs of the giant scorpion beast, and slammed into its head.

"Come again!"

Wang Zheng, who was standing on the head of the giant scorpion beast, inserted the Nepalese saber in his hand again.

"Qiang~!"

The same result, only a little scar, not even its scale armor shattered, let alone injured it.

Wang Zheng was shocked, this giant scorpion beast, it was like an invincible existence, not to mention himself, even Zheng Zhijun, an eighth-level martial artist, couldn't hurt it. Looking at the place where Zheng Zhijun has chopped, it is only the scale armor that is broken, and without a dozen knives, I am afraid that it will not be able to cut off its crawling foot.

"Shoot, affect it."

Wang Zheng said sharply, and everyone who opened the team channel at the same time all heard Wang Zheng's order.

Liu Wentao and the others endured the pain caused by the impact just now, and they all picked up the rune guns, and the gunshots like beans rang out, shooting at the giant scorpion beast in different directions, making a clanging sound and hitting the giant scorpion beast.

is the same as Wang Zheng thought at the beginning, it really has no effect, that is, to listen to a sound.

But......

This kind of action was like provoking the giant scorpion beast, and in a rage, it shrank its scorpion tail down again, and made a "rope" sound.

"Grass, hide, hide."

Wang Zheng, who was standing on the back of the giant scorpion beast, naturally heard it clearly, and knew that it was about to start spewing venom again, so he hurriedly roared.

Liu Wentao and the others held the rune gun without any image, just desperately rolled away from the rock, and hid directly under the rock below.

Zheng Zhijun was rubbed, and the person hid directly in the belly of the giant scorpion beast, and the person ran wildly to keep up with the rhythm of the giant scorpion beast, using the huge body of the giant scorpion beast to block it. At the moment when Wang Zheng roared, he also turned over and fell to the ground, and in a flash, he also hid in the belly of the giant scorpion beast.

"Bang!"

The venom that was sprayed exploded, and another shower of poisonous rain fell.

The sound of "sizzling ......" continued to sound, and the rocks in the area were once again corroded by a layer, causing a piercing cloud of smoke.

Zheng Zhijun and Wang Zheng could only move with the giant scorpion beast and not expose themselves.

When the poisonous rain was over, Wang Zheng glanced at Zheng Zhijun and said, "Give me your rune gun." ”

Zheng Zhijun's rune gun is a seventh-level rune gun, and its power is naturally not comparable to Wang Zheng's third-level gun. However, the seventh-level rune gun is still difficult to hurt the giant scorpion beast, and its hard scale armor is not something that can be injured by the bullets of the rune gun.

Without hesitation, Zheng Zhijun directly threw the seventh-level rune gun and bullets he was carrying to Wang Zheng, and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

The seventh-level rune gun is worth hundreds of millions, and Zheng Zhijun gave it as he said without a trace of hesitation.

Wang Zheng took it, laughed, and said, "Give you fire support." ”

"It's useless, the rune gun can't hurt it." Zheng Zhijun shook his head, looked at the black and shiny scale armor, and showed a wry smile.

"Whether it hurts or not, I'll know after trying it." Wang Zheng didn't explain, and said, "It's up to you to attract its attention." ”

After speaking, Wang Zheng found an opportunity and rushed out directly, leaving the belly of the giant scorpion beast. And Zheng Zhijun, in order to make the hatred of the giant scorpion beast on his body, once again swung his war knife and slashed at one of them.

With a [speed] set for himself, Wang Zheng was instantly out of the attack range of the giant scorpion beast.

In the midst of the wild running, Wang Zheng came to the rock, grabbed the Nepalese saber and chiseled it on the rock, and the person climbed quickly, and he had already rushed to the top of the rock in his breath.

Inserting the Nepalese saber into the knife holster at his thigh, Wang Zheng checked the bullet of the seventh-level rune gun, and after confirming that there was no problem, he took a deep breath, then picked up the gun and aimed it at the giant scorpion beast.

Wang Zheng will hold this idea, in fact, it is the magic marksmanship that [Lucky] brought to him at the beginning, and now, Wang Zheng just wants to copy this kind of magic.

"Lucky!"

In a thought, Wang Zheng chose a large [lucky], and the 600,000 texture force was instantly removed, and then a lucky mark appeared in his vision.

But this was not enough, Wang Zheng's eyes locked on the giant scorpion beast, and a [bad luck] threw it over.

"Hadron, as always, filmed this scene meticulously."

Wang Zheng roared, he needs this video, he spent almost 10 million lines of power here, how much does he need to get it back?

Although Sun Qiang vomited blood, he still struggled to get up, found a position where he could shoot, and began to shoot.

After doing all this, Wang Zheng showed a cruel smile, with these two halos, Wang Zheng just aimed slightly, and shot without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The horror of the seventh-level rune gun is presented at this moment, at the moment of shooting, the power of the rune flashes, using its particularity, the speed of this bullet is pushed to a point beyond imagination, and the terrifying kinetic energy will make the power of this bullet no less than a missile.

The military department has done experiments, and the seventh-level rune gun can completely blow up an ordinary heavy tank with one shot, which shows the terrifying power of its kinetic energy.

"Bang dang!" Wang Zheng's shot, without accident, hit the middle of the giant scorpion beast's head.

The kinetic energy of the seventh-level rune spear still made this shot play a certain role, at least the scale armor on the giant scorpion beast's head was cracked.

Wang Zheng stood up, and he didn't even aim, but closed his eyes directly.

Liu Wentao, they have never seen Wang Zheng's marksmanship, and now when they see Wang Zheng closing his eyes, they are all wide-eyed, looking at Wang Zheng who is like a convulsion in disbelief, they can't understand, can they still hit with their eyes closed?

"Boom!"

What answered them was Wang Zheng's shot again.

Liu Wentao They couldn't see clearly, they only knew that they must have hit the giant scorpion beast, because of the kind of impact sound.

Wang Zheng didn't speak, as if he was convulsing, he kept firing guns, shot after shot, until the ten bullets in the runic gun were empty. He didn't even open his eyes, Wang Zheng quickly took a magazine and loaded it, and raised his gun to shoot at the giant scorpion beast.

Zheng Zhijun also has some anger in his heart, what is this Wang Zheng doing, when is it now, and he is still playing blindly?

What is Wang Zheng's identity information, Zheng Zhijun can be said to know it well, Wang Zheng doesn't know marksmanship at all, but now he is playing hard, he really thinks he is a gun god?

But gradually, Zheng Zhijun realized that something was wrong, because with every shot, the giant scorpion beast would tremble.

Zheng Zhijun couldn't see clearly, but Wei Chun and the others could see clearly, they all seemed to be dumbfounded, staring at Wang Zheng blankly, as if they had seen some prehistoric monster. Because what they saw was too incredible.

Wang Zheng, who closed his eyes, kept shooting, but every shot, the landing point was almost the same, and each shot was in the same position, that is, on the head of the giant scorpion beast.

If it's just a few shots, it won't do anything, but what about ten shots, twenty shots?

The power of the seventh-level rune spear was so strong that no matter how hard the scale armor of the giant scorpion beast was, it couldn't withstand twenty shots.

"Poof!"

Finally, it was completely different from the jingle just now, it was the sound of a bullet entering the flesh.

I saw a milky white liquid flying out of the giant scorpion beast's head, flying into the sky, and then falling to the ground.

If you look closely, you can see that Wang Zheng shot again and again, and finally shattered the scale armor on the giant scorpion beast's head, and then the next bullet directly entered the fist-sized wound, turning the giant scorpion beast's brain upside down.

If one shot is not enough, Wang Zheng certainly doesn't mind another shot.

With another shot, this bullet was magically sent into this wound by Wang Zheng, and once again blasted out a cloud of milky white liquid and minced meat.

The body structure of the giant scorpion beast is destined to have no blood, and this floating white liquid is actually its blood.

The head was hit hard, and the huge body of the giant scorpion could barely maintain its balance, and it struggled here in a frenzy.

Liu Wentao's mouth opened huge at this moment, as if they could swallow an egg, because the scene they saw was really shocking, a person's marksmanship can be so godly, more than ten or twenty shots are all hitting one position, and it is a giant scorpion beast that is moving wildly.

The giant scorpion beast, no matter how it dodged, Wang Zheng's bullets hit the same position as if they could bend.

With the rune gun, it seems that Wang Zheng really justified the name of the gun, because it can also kill high-level fierce beasts, not as the warriors said In the later stage, the rune gun almost lost its effect. The Runic Gun didn't lose its effect, what really made it useless was that it didn't have an owner who could use it.

Looking at Wang Zheng who was still with his eyes closed at the heights, under the illumination of the sun, everyone's heart was full of this thought: the gun god.

With Wang Zheng's current terrifying-level marksmanship, he is worthy of these two words.

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