Dozens of divine soldiers suddenly attacked, like a nightmare!

Zheng Xian couldn't understand what attracted him at all!

Zheng Xian didn't even have the idea of confrontation this time, he turned his head and ran, the vortex airbag behind him instantly opened to the extreme, and the old vortex airbag let out a playful roar, pushing Zheng Xian to directly smash a brick wall and rush into the simple house, before he could scream countless times, he had already broken through the roof and flew all the way.

As long as it is delayed for a few minutes, other God Hunter warriors scattered in all corners of the city will arrive, and when the time comes, it will be hunting, and Zheng Xian's pressure will be reduced a lot!

The sweet potato did not appear, but a strange guy with tattoos all over his body appeared, Zheng Xian didn't know how valuable this guy was in the eyes of the Sixth Division of the Business, but this guy should be much more powerful than the sweet potato with just a powerful mouth in the commander's mouth, right? In Zheng Xian's impression, it was almost comparable to that A-level immortal cultivator who killed the god warrior like a fly and an ant!

Such a guy is really not something that Zheng Xian can deal with, and Zheng Xian has never even been exposed to such a magical method.

Zheng Xian flew away with all his might, thinking about how to delay time in his heart, there was a sudden cry above his head, Zheng Xian's heart was horrified, his body turned in a circle in the air, originally rushed to the ground, but now it has become a rapid fall, even so, a huge bird's beak still pierced through the thick fog, came to Zheng Xian's back, and pecked suddenly, Zheng Xianru was struck by lightning, worse than the phantom, a peck force plus Zheng Xian's own vortex airbag to the downward momentum, with Zheng Xian straight into the ground, vibrating a huge piece of powder.

At this time, the thick fog had been dispersed by dozens of divine soldiers, the pitch black was dispersed, and the starlight suddenly appeared, compared to before, it was as if the clouds were clear, and everything became clear.

A divine soldier, only one-third the size of an ordinary person, leaped out of the mist, nimble as an ape, bouncing on the ground, extremely cheerful.

This divine soldier was bare and without a single hair all over his body, but his mouth was full of disgusting curly hair, this little thing rushed to the shallow pit that Zheng Xian smashed out, covered his mouth and smiled, a little sinister and a little shy, and then suddenly opened his mouth, squirting out strands of black-brown curly hair, like a waterfall towards Zheng Xian, who was smashed in the pit.

The curls touched Zheng Xian's high-pressure jet armor, and the withered stone on top of the high-pressure jet armor suddenly flashed with a sudden light.

Those curly hairs immediately retracted violently as if their tongues had licked the coals of fire, and many of them were scorched and necrotic and turned into ashes, so painful that the little divine soldier screamed and pounded the ground, and a pair of eyes were like tears.

Zheng Xian slowly got up from the pit, and the thin divine soldier screamed around Zheng Xian, looking like he wanted to eat very much but didn't dare to eat!

Although Zheng Xian was not seriously injured in this fall, Zheng Xian felt that all the bone joints on his body had been broken, and every part was separated, and the slight shaking seemed as if he was going to completely disperse into a section, and he couldn't use any strength. Fortunately, after the vitality was activated, this state was quickly eliminated.

The little divine soldier roared at Zheng Xian viciously, and then pointed at Zheng Xian, and let out a strange scream at the behemoth monster-like divine soldiers chasing behind him, like a general commanding his own thousands of troops, and then he was trampled under the feet of a bull-headed divine soldier with a hoof.

Dozens of divine soldiers pressed up violently at this time, each of them was huge, and the smallest one was a head taller than Zheng Xian, looking like a surging and furious wave slapping over.

Zheng Xian is the boat that will be overturned and shattered by the stormy waves at any time!

The fierceness in Zheng Xian's chest was completely stimulated at this time, and a ten-year-old boy was able to cross the snow-capped mountains and return to the city without covering his body, relying on this will to survive and ruthlessness in his chest!

Zheng Xian had completely given up the idea of escaping at this time, because he couldn't escape at all, he could only hold on, and after three or two minutes, the other Hunter Warriors arrived, and the pressure on him would be much lighter!

The streamer sawtooth knife in Zheng Xian's hand shook suddenly, and the vortex airbag behind him burst into blazing flames, facing the row of fierce divine soldiers like mountains and seas, and rushed straight up!

Since there is no way to escape, let's kill it!

The first to bear the brunt was the bull-headed divine soldier whose hooves were as fast as thunder, this divine soldier had a huge golden nose ring on his nose, covered with long brown hair, but his belly was snow-white, and a pair of bull horns were like two spears, flashing with sharp light, and stabbed towards Zheng Xian.

To deal with this kind of monster, the best way to deal with it is to give a shot from afar, but the withering gun in Zheng Xian's hand is now in the cooldown period because of the previous continuous shooting, and it cannot be used, so he can only rely on the streamer sawtooth knife to fight the enemy.

Zheng Xian's breathing instantly became heavy, and a warm current in the sea of qi swam out and gathered in his hands, like countless silk threads wrapped around the bones and muscles of his hands, tense tightly.

Suddenly, Zheng Xian slashed the middle of the bull's horn with a knife, and the withered stone powder emitted a sudden light, and the blade teeth like a chainsaw bloomed with a screech of polishing metal, directly breaking the energetic minotaur from the middle, splitting in half, and the two cow corpses accompanied by two golden nose rings burst and pulverized in the air, and then disappeared.

Zheng Xian was also uncomfortable, the huge impact force hit Zheng Xian all the way back, leaving two grooves on the ground with his feet, if it weren't for the high-pressure jet armor with special support and protection on his legs, Zheng Xian's legs would be broken now!

Successfully resisted the frontal impact of a bull-headed divine soldier, Zheng Xian was immediately hit in the chest by a punch and flew out of the coffin, and the withered stone on Zheng Xian's chest exploded one, and the body of the divine soldier who hit Zheng Xian was shattered and dissipated like a bubble by the backlash of the withering stone!

But this did not prevent the other divine soldiers from striking at Zheng Xian, who was unbalanced in the air.

Zheng Xian's feeling at this time is like becoming a piece of stubborn iron under the giant hammer, being hit by the blacksmiths with a giant hammer, the dead stones on his body are shattered one after another, Zheng Xian's dry stone is his most stubborn means of saving his life, and the moment when all the dead stones are broken, it is when he Zheng Xian is smashed into thin pieces!

Zheng Xian saw the phantom figure get up from the rubble in a trance in the involuntary hammer blow, and rushed towards the tattooed man holding the young man, and saw the figure of the eleven god hunters passing past him, and saw the vicious smiling face left by him by the paranoid deliberately opened the helmet!

For paranoia, the end is the most important, and the means are not important at all! A guy who can bite off his own fingers, a person who is cruel to himself, can imagine how to treat others.

Only the last piece of the withered stone on Zheng Xian's body remained, and the dozens of divine soldiers also exploded seven or eight, Zheng Xian bit his teeth, and covered the streamer sawtooth knife that never left his hand even if he was hit hard.

There was a crisp sound in Zheng Xian's hands, which shattered violently, and as soon as the long knife was broken, the high-speed sawtooth inertia above immediately splashed everywhere, and the high-speed rotating sawtooth was like fangs, forming an indiscriminate attack of the fangs in front of Zheng Xian!

More than ten divine soldiers were attacked, and the action of hammering Zheng Xian couldn't help but slow down, but unfortunately, the amount of withered stone powder stained on these fang-like sawtooth teeth was limited, and it was impossible to completely shatter and destroy these divine soldiers, but this still gave Zheng Xian a chance to escape from the siege!

At the back of the command room, there was a pair of sloppy middle-aged men and women, staring at the big screen very intently.

This man and woman usually look sluggish, but at this time, their eyes are shining, and it feels like they are looking at their own children!

Seeing the scene of Zheng Xian breaking the streamer serrated knife, the eyes of the two lit up, the man whispered something, and the woman quickly recorded it in the small book with a pen.

The two of them are responsible for the maintenance of the weapon bay, and the two of them are also the research and development personnel of various combat weapons, and it is obvious that the scene of Zheng Xian breaking the streamer sawtooth knife to cause a large-scale splash attack on the enemy has brought them new inspiration.

Zheng Xian pinched the handle of the streamer sawtooth knife in his hand, and shook it suddenly, and the withered stone powder in it instantly spewed out, and a huge smoke and dust formed in front of Zheng Xian's body with a poof, enveloping more than ten divine soldiers who were injured by fangs and sharp teeth, and the whole piece of smoke and dust instantly flashed its sudden light, and the withered stone powder exerted its strength to the maximum.

At this moment, Zheng Xian suffered a heavy blow in the back, smashing the last piece of the dead stone on Zheng Xian's body, Zheng Xian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then this force plunged into the smoke and dust without hesitation, and drilled out from under the encirclement of dozens of divine soldiers.

The vortex airbag behind Zheng Xian was completely smashed, and the spewed air flame was uncertain, and finally completely muted.

Without the power of the vortex airbag, this set of high-pressure jet armor will not only not give Zheng Xian the slightest advantage, but will become Zheng Xian's grave, wearing this thing is like carrying a heavy shackle of hundreds of catties.

Zheng Xian rushed out of the encirclement, and the vortex airbag behind him spewed out a burst of air, and then dumb fire, which made Zheng Xian lightheaded, and his big head was planted out of the bone, and the huge impact of the arrogance that erupted after the most spewed out made Zheng Xian roll on the ground more than a dozen times in succession, fortunately, although there was no dry stone on the high-pressure jet armor, the buffering capacity was still there, Zheng Xian was wrapped in the armor and was not injured.

Zheng Xian hurriedly unloaded his armor with the mental intent of nerve connection, and the high-pressure jet armor cracked from his chest, blooming like a lotus flower, and Zheng Xian rushed out of it.

At this time, Zheng Xian was like a peeled lychee in the eyes of a group of divine soldiers, tender and delicious, and he was ready to be caught!

Zheng Xian got rid of the shackles of the high-pressure jet battle armor, but he was a lot more comfortable, he is now a C-level immortal cultivator, without the data constraints that are constantly transmitted to the command room on the high-pressure jet armor, Zheng Xian can completely exert the strength of his immortal cultivator, although in order to avoid exposure, he can't attack the enemy, but there is no big problem with using it to escape.

Zheng Xian took a deep breath and rushed forward, these divine soldiers were just minions, and fighting them was definitely a thankless matter. Finally got out of the encirclement, Zheng Xian definitely didn't want to fall into it again, the feeling of being powerless to be hammered, Zheng Xian really didn't want to experience it again!

However, Zheng Xian had just run dozens of steps away, and stumbled under his feet, as if a swimmer in the water had been pulled by a water ghost, and Zheng Xian's body fell uncontrollably.