【Muscle surging】

[Genre: Blessing, Fighting]

【Grade:A】

[Effect: Strengthen your own muscle strength, increase your own muscle attributes by 15%, and 15 muscle attribute bonuses, the effect lasts for 3 minutes, after this effect ends, it will cause you to fall into a state of 'fatigue' in the next 5 minutes, reducing muscle attributes by 20% and movement speed by 20%. Ability cooldown is 20 minutes. 】

[Release Condition: Consumes 60 Stamina Points]

[Note: Let's have a head-to-head wrestle!] 】

I have to say that this is a magic skill of a power-type player, and 15% of his own plus 15 points of strength attribute bonus have increased Song Lingfeng's original 52 points of "skin and muscle strength" to 74 points!

At the current level, this is undoubtedly a beating-off value.

Moreover, this skill has two bonuses, 100% and stats, which is very useful for players of all levels.

This is Song Lingfeng's skill at the bottom of the box, Su Qi has also seen Song Lingfeng use it once, but due to the existence of negative attributes in this skill, and Song Lingfeng's intention to hide his strength, Song Lingfeng rarely uses it.

But today, Song Lingfeng did not hesitate to turn on this skill.

Because in front of him, there is a guy who has been stronger than all the enemies he has encountered before since he entered the game.

Mo Di and Su Qi also took out the items at the bottom of the box, preparing to face this fierce battle in danger.

In fact, if Abel Khan was willing, he could have dodged and killed these three players when they first met, and I am afraid that a few seconds ago, he would also be able to interrupt or kill them before Su Qi injected the potion, the enemy exchanged bullets, and Song Lingfeng opened his skills.

But Abel Khan didn't do that, he just looked at the three people in front of him lightly, watching the three of them adjust to the strongest state, as if he was deliberately waiting for them.

"That's like talking, it's a little interesting." Abel Khan smiled slightly and said, "Although I am still weak and pitiful, at least it can make me a little more serious." ”

"No more nonsense!" The Desert Enemy let out a low shout, raised his hands, and launched a skill: "Rapid Fire!" ”

Bang bang bang

The bullet sliced through the air, and in an instant it was in front of Abel Khan.

Abel Khan raised his gloved left hand the moment he raised his gun, and his palm danced, turning into an afterimage, and began to intercept the speeding bullets.

But this time, Mo still fired eight shots, and he only stopped four.

"Well, I increased the speed of the shot, and I started to deliberately adjust the angle of the shot, and each interval of the shot hit me in a different part, making it difficult for me to stop, which is not bad." Abel Khan's face was as usual, and he said, "But so what? I told you that the guns that are already antiques can't help me. ”

As he spoke, the robe on his body had four dents and began to bulge slowly, these four dents were the positions where the four bullets of the enemy hit, but at this time, with the bulge of the depression, the bullets fell out, four bullets, one is not less.

I really don't know what kind of material this robe is made of, so that the bullet can't be pierced, and I don't know what the strength of this guy's body is, and he doesn't feel a trace of pain when he is hit by a bullet, as if he was hit by a child throwing a small stone.

Abel Khan flipped his palm and shot out the four bullets he had just caught, and Song Lingfeng, who was galloping forward, raised his big sword in front of him, and with a few crisp impacts, Song Lingfeng had already killed Abel Khan.

"Wind Slash!" Song Lingfeng's big sword swept, driving a whistling wind, because of the increase in muscle strength, Song Lingfeng's strength was extremely strong at this time, this sword slashed out, it was like a giant dragon flicking its tail, and a surging intention slapped towards Abel Khan.

"Too ostentatious, too obvious, too slow!" As soon as Abel Khan stretched out his hand, he did not shy away from reaching out and grabbing the sweeping big sword, and with a bang, the big sword fell into Abel Khan's hand, and its mighty offensive came to an abrupt end, and the strong wind dissipated, and it was difficult to move for half a minute.

It was like a wave surging, but it was evaporated and wiped clean at the moment it was beaten.

Song Lingfeng held the hilt of his sword, and as the full force of the slash was suddenly intercepted, he was shocked and forced out a mouthful of blood.

And Abel Khan's face also changed slightly, it seemed that it was not without influence, he exhaled and said: "Well, the strength is good, but the shock made my arm numb, it's a pity..."

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped up behind Abel Khan, and the speed was extremely fast to kill the back of Abel Khan's neck, and the sharp blade was about to pierce Abel Khan's neck!

This person was none other than Su Qi, who took a few steps around, changed the angle of attack, and quietly launched a powerful assault.

But Su Qi also knew in his heart that no matter how careful and low-key he was, even if this person's strong strength was strong, he would definitely discover his intentions like eyes on his back.

However, at this time, Song Lingfeng confronted him head-on, which was a great opportunity to attack, how could Su Qi let it go!

Abel Khan naturally sensed the murderous intent behind him, and he continued: "It's a pity that you still don't have any chance. ”

As he spoke, Abel Khan's head tilted, and then his right leg suddenly rose at a very fast speed, and he kicked directly to his shoulder, almost at a flat angle of one hundred and eighty degrees to his left leg.

Kicking to the shoulder, kicking the person holding his neck, that's an occasional scene in martial arts movies, but no one can kick as hard and precise as Abel Khan.

Su Qi had already stabbed him with a knife, but he saw that the enemy's neck was crooked, and then a leather boot that was almost an afterimage kicked over.

With this kick, the tip of his foot kicked on Su Qi's finger holding the knife, and in an instant, Su Qi felt that all four fingers except his thumb were broken, and even his wrist was kicked down.

And Suqi couldn't stop, and still pounced on Abel Khan's back.

Abel Khan's right shoulder suddenly fell back, just against Su Qi's hand holding the knife, and the already twisted wrist was directly ninety degrees to the arm, but the blasting knife was stabbed directly into Su Qi's own chest with the inertia of Su Qi's body.

Then, Su Qi fell to the ground, looking pained.

While Abel Khan shook his shoulders, he suddenly pulled the long sword in his hand, Song Lingfeng was pulled forward by the force, and then Abel Khan's raised right leg smashed down and stepped on Song Lingfeng's shoulder.

Boom!

Song Lingfeng felt like a hill had fallen on his shoulders, and the strengthened force was even difficult to resist, so that Song Lingfeng fell to his knees, his knees smashed on the road, and the paving bricks on the ground were broken.

Song Lingfeng felt that his internal organs were shaking, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

At the moment when Song Lingfeng's body was half-kneeling, Mo Di suddenly fired, and a shot grazed Song Lingfeng's head, shooting straight at Abel Khan's face, or that black ghost-like eye.

"The timing is good, and the location is good." Abel Khan had already calculated the trajectory of this shot the moment the enemy opened fire, he pinched the big sword in his left hand, and with a slight movement, he blocked the menacing bullet.

The bullet struck the greatsword, stirring up sparks and making a deafening crash.

Without waiting for the desert enemy to shoot again, Abel Khan directly removed the long sword, and the eyes composed of black ghostly light suddenly met the gaze of the desert enemy.

The Desert Enemy originally planned to shoot another shot without admitting defeat, but his eyes hit the black ghostly light.

At that moment, all of the enemy's movements came to a standstill.

That black glow, like a deep whirlpool, pulled the eyes of the desert enemy, and also pulled all the thoughts of the desert enemy. It seemed that in a short moment, the mind of the desert enemy was burned by a black flame, burning everything, and the soul was trembling.

It's like walking through hell, I don't know if it's a moment or an infinite amount of time.

By the time he had come to his senses, he was already sitting on the ground, looking sluggish, with blood flowing from his nostrils, mouth, eyes, and ears, looking miserable.

Song Lingfeng was half-kneeling on the ground, his shoulder against one of Abel Khan's feet, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his body was full of strength, but he couldn't break free from the pressure of that foot, and he couldn't even stand up.

Su Qi lay on the ground, his right hand holding the knife had been deformed, his fingers were twisted, and the blasting knife that had killed countless enemies with him was stuck in his right chest and chest, and the blade was gone.

"Sometimes, when people are at the moment of life and death, they will always have the consciousness that the fish is dead." Abel Khan threw away the long sword in his left hand, and his right hand still held the empty goblet for some reason, he looked down at Song Lingfeng and said indifferently: "However, when you find that you have tried all your efforts, but you can't break the net at all, not even a single thread, that is the real despair." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly shook the goblet in his hand and said, "When a person is desperate, his heart will be too lazy to beat, and his blood flow will become slow, flowing little by little in the blood vessels, such blood tastes better." ”

Syllable.

Abel Khan snapped his fingers, and Song Lingfeng's neck suddenly opened a small opening, as if it had been slashed by an invisible blade.

A cluster of blood splattered, turning into a red arc and falling into Abel Khan's goblet.

Abel Khan took a sip of the wine glass, shook his head, looked at Song Lingfeng and said, "It seems that you are not desperate." ”

Syllable!

The strength on Abel Khan's legs increased by two more, Song Lingfeng's body was short again, the bones in his whole body made a crisp sound, and the paving slabs under his knees added a few more cracks.

With a snap of his fingers, another stream of blood burst out of the enemy's body, crossed an arc, and fell into Abel Khan's goblet.

"Hmph, you too." Abel Khan tasted it, then shook his head and said, "Is the unknown fearless?" ”

A black glow flashed in Abel Khan's eyes, and the indifferent enemy a few meters away was like a lightning strike, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and directly changed from barely sitting to lying on the ground.

"What about you?"

As soon as Su Qi pulled out the short knife in his chest, he saw blood fly out of the wound and enter the goblet.

Abel Khan raised the goblet to his mouth, but he paused, then turned his head slightly and said to Suqi: "You still don't understand why you lost contact with your zombies?" ”