Wang Ling, who heard the voice, immediately reacted, and hurriedly projected a few swords and slashed at the net sprinkled above. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Clang!

The crisp sound came with the sound of impact, and the sword slashed across the net as if it were on metal.

This net is no ordinary thing!

A flash of surprise flashed in Wang Ling's eyes, and then he threw down the long sword in his hand, projected a black sword, and smoothly split these nets.

"Are you the ones who attacked me?" Wang Ling glanced at the few people who had just come out around him, and said lightly.

A man in black clothes at the head saw this scene, his face remained unchanged, and a few words calmly spit out from the corner of his mouth, matching the scar on the man's face, which looked particularly hideous: "The strength is good, kill!" ”

As soon as the man's words fell, some of the people around him were already murderously killed, trying to kill Wang Ling.

I don't know why you're killing me? But since you want to kill me, you must have the consciousness of being killed by me!

Looking at these people, the fierceness on Wang Ling's face flashed, and he projected several long swords and shot out at these people, and he took the opportunity to take a few steps back.

"I want to run, no way!" The scar man at the head spit out four words in his mouth and rushed over with the axe in his hand, and the others were not to be outdone and followed closely.

Just take some of the equipment you just got and see how powerful it is?

Wang Ling's heart moved, and he didn't dodge, only to see that the moment the giant axe in the scar man's hand was about to touch Wang Ling, the golden crow on Wang Ling's coat seemed to come to life, slowly circling around Wang Ling, and the blazing breath forced the scar man to retreat.

"Is this the power of the Golden Crow Coat?"

Looking at the giant axe that had begun to melt in the scar man's hand, Wang Ling was surprised and delighted, because the power of the Golden Crow coat was really beyond imagination.

Taking advantage of the scar man's retreat, Wang Ling projected a charcoal black longbow, and then projected a few arrows, stretched the bow and pulled the arrow, and shot an arrow at the scar man.

I only heard a loud sound, and a white arc of light streaked across the sky and hit the scar man straight away.

However, to Wang Ling's surprise, the scar man was not in a hurry, wielding the giant axe in his hand to slash at Wang Ling's arrow, and directly knocking the arrow away.

Bang!

Listening to the explosion in the distance, looking at the scar man who rushed over again, Wang Ling's arrows were shot away by the scar man one by one, and a touch of surprise quietly appeared in Wang Ling's eyes.

Although that system does not have the function of measuring the opponent's strength, after several battles, Wang Ling can be sure that Scar Man is a pure warrior, his strength should not be underestimated, and in a way, it is his own nemesis.

"You're strong!" The scar man spoke, "However, I will defeat you, don't distance yourself, it will be me to win!" ”

"Is that really the case? Let's wait and see! Wang Ling was noncommittal, neither agreeing nor refuting, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Did they know that my weakness was hand-to-hand combat, so they sent this kind of melee master to deal with me?"

Throwing away the longbow in his hand, Wang Ling projected a sword and fought with the scar man like this. With the passage of time, Wang Ling began to gradually gain the upper hand, but fortunately, due to the protection of the golden crow coat, Wang Ling was not injured.

But if it goes on like this, Wang Ling is doomed, after all, for Wang Ling, a **** college student who hasn't moved much for more than 20 years, hand-to-hand combat is always a weakness.

Although Wang Ling did not relax his training in this area after the apocalypse, after all, there is a big gap with the scar man, which will not be able to improve in a while, not to mention that Wang Ling himself does not like hand-to-hand combat.

Finally made Scar Man and the others take a few steps back, and Wang Ling asked coldly, "Who are you?" Why are you sneaking up on me? I don't seem to mess with you, do I? ”

"You didn't mess with us, but who made you strong enough, and you have no relatives and no reason, so you can only be used as a sacrifice・・・・・・"

"Shut up, don't talk too much, kill him!"

Before the young man could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by the scar man.

"Sacrifices? Is there a ritual to be held at their head? ”

Hearing the young man's unfinished words, Wang Ling couldn't help but guess in his heart, and then an indifferent voice quietly sounded in Wang Ling's ears.

If you continue to fight like this, you will capsize in the gutter!

Thinking of this, Wang Ling once again projected a few swords and threw them at them, but this time the swords were glowing with a cold light.

"Boom!"

Just when the sword was about to touch the scar man and them, Wang Ling suddenly drank coldly, and the long sword in mid-air exploded like a bomb, rolling the scar man and the others into it.

Then the charcoal black longbow reappeared in Wang Ling's left hand, looking at the center of the explosion, a golden arrow in Wang Ling's right hand was looming.

Although the explosion was big, Wang Ling didn't think that the scar man died like this, and at this time, making up for it was the most important thing.

"Goodbye!"

Slowly placing the golden arrow on the charcoal-black longbow, Wang Ling pointed an arrow in front of him.

Another violent explosion sounded, and looking at the place where the explosion was, Wang Ling's brows furrowed at some point.

The degree of completion is still too low, and if the degree of completion can be a little higher, the power will not be only so much. Otherwise, this blow will definitely be able to kill the scar man, after all, the prototype is a real treasure, although the one in my hand is a modified version.

With Wang Ling's sigh, the scar man still walked out of the explosion slowly, but his body was already covered with scars. Crimson blood gushed out like a spring. Obviously, although the scar man did not die, he was also seriously injured.

The few remaining people were either dead or seriously injured, and none of them were better.

"I'm losing!"

Although the fighting spirit has not diminished, looking at Wang Ling, who was not injured at all, the scar man knew very well that he had lost.

"I, Gu Zhan, you, name."

"Wang Ling!"

After saying his name, Wang Ling solved the life of the scar man Gu Zhan and a few people on the side with a single sword.

It's a pity that you were born in the wrong place, if you lived in my time, I would definitely lose. But who made you born in the wrong era, for you, the era before the crossing is the most suitable era for you.

Wang Ling saw that he could win this time, but because he was lucky enough, he got a lot of things that the scar man couldn't get at all, such as fantasy cards, golden crow coats, etc.

The scar man didn't have a good thing on him at all, whether it was the clothes on his body or the giant axe in his hand, it was not very good. What the scar man Gu Zhan can rely on has his own.

Moreover, the scar man was restrained when he fought, as if he was restrained, otherwise Wang Ling would not have won so easily.

But then again, luck is also part of strength, and who makes Scar Man's luck not good?