Chapter Ninety-Three: Attack
The speed of the escort team was very fast, especially the two-dimensional boy who was the leader, the speed was even faster, and at the moment the order was given, his white coat had become a blur.
"Hey, Yaozi, slow down!" It was a fat man at the end of the line who spoke.
"Am I too fast?" The two-dimensional boy turned his head and looked at the fat man, "It's time for you to lose weight and exercise, Mr. Cao." ”
"," the fat man's face turned red and panting, and as his pace moved, his belly fat swelled up and down, "It's obvious that you're running too fast, hell, your ability is to chase the wind." ”
"Come on, fatty, you've been going too much lately."
At this time, the man carrying a mountaineering bag frowned, and his tone was quite displeased, "Don't be noisy, don't gossip when performing tasks." ”
"Cut, got it, the overseer of the headquarters, Si
。 ”
Obviously, this young man called Yaozi didn't take this middle-aged man to heart at all.
Lin Chen, who was in the same communication channel, couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
The contradictions between the soul remover are also very serious, and the new generation of soul remover is very different from the older generation of soul removers in terms of thinking and style, especially with these soul removers who have been staying in the system.
After being reprimanded by the middle-aged man like this, the two-dimensional boy didn't say anything more, and the whole team fell silent, except for the occasional sound of stepping on a broken branch.
Oh, it's not that there aren't any other sounds, it's just that the mountain wind is getting stronger, and at first it was just a faint drizzle, but now, the fallen leaves and sand have completely enveloped the whole team.
About five minutes later, the two-dimensional boy suddenly stopped, his face solemn.
"What's wrong? Why the sudden stop? The middle-aged man stared at the young man at the front of the line, his tone was displeased, and it could be seen that he was a little irritable now.
"Something is wrong." The young man ignored the uneasiness in the middle-aged man's tone, and at this moment, a little sweat oozed from his face.
"What's wrong?" The middle-aged man sneered, "I'm surprised, isn't it just a little windy, and a dignified soul slayer is afraid of being like this?" I really don't know what the people up there are thinking about sticking you people into the front line. ”
"Shut up!" The two-dimensional young man shook his right hand, and the middle-aged man suddenly felt dizzy.
"Confirm personnel left and right!" The boy gave a quick order.
"Wu Zijian, confirm."
"Liu Yan, confirm."
"He Zhiye, confirmed"
……
Wrong!
The pupils of the two-dimensional teenager shrank, and there was one less person! Cao Fatzi is gone!
"Cao Fatty!" The teenager hurriedly called in the channel.
No response.
"Not good!" The boy twisted his body a little on the soles of his feet, and quickly ran to the end of the line!
But the road was only halfway through, and the originally cold mountain wind suddenly became stickier than glue! The boy's legs and feet were firmly stuck in an instant! It's hard to move an inch!
The Wind Chaser is trapped by the wind!
"Run... Someone... At... Manipulation..."
But before the boy could finish speaking, an extremely thin wind swept across the boy's neck like a high-pressure water gun!
With a 'poof' sound, the headless corpse fell straight to its knees!
The two-dimensional boy, Yaozi, is confirmed dead.
For a moment, everyone was stunned!
Just dead?
"Quick! Disperse! ”
The middle-aged man finally reacted and shouted loudly.
"HQ! Enemy attack! Wind power manipulation..."
Burst!
Dozens of wind blades were like life-seeking chasing knives, cutting the talking soul slayer into several pieces in an instant!
At the same time, the middle-aged man closed his hands, and in the next second, his clothes were torn! The carcass is golden!
This is a soul slayer who specializes in the flesh!
But two seconds later, the man's face was extremely different, and even his brows were almost twisted into a hemp rope!
After only two blows of the wind blade, two cracks had already appeared in his C-level psionic armor!
"Damn, I thought I couldn't stop you!!"
As soon as the words fell, the man's body burst into an even more dazzling golden light!
King Kong is not bad! Don't move Tarzan!
'Bang'!
The man let out a long sigh of relief, it's okay, the wind blade can't help him at all, and even, more wind blades are directly smashed into the golden carcass.
It was almost at the same time, the soul remover had already been scattered from each other, and the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers!
But even so, everyone was only able to prevent this wave of wind blades like meat grinders.
"Flares!"
"Yes!"
A man in a green military uniform quickly pulled out a signal rod and pulled it violently towards the sky!
'Whoosh'!
The red flare is like an arrow off the string, and in the blink of an eye, it goes straight to the sky!
But before everyone could be happy for half a second, the signal flare was firmly pinched in mid-air by a gust of wind, and then it was blown back alive!
"Can you find the location of that person?"
"Can't find it! No, I found it! ”
A young woman looked very anxious, hiding behind a battered shield, and spoke incoherently.
"How so?! Aren't you a Thalling?! Tracing the shadows! ”
"He's everywhere!" With a cry, the woman collapsed slightly, and as she spoke, the shield in front of her completely shattered.
The second wave of Wind Blades is coming!
More fierce than before! Sharper!
The middle-aged man almost watched as the woman three steps away was stirred into a pile of minced meat by the sudden wind blade!
The powerful air flow sweeps all the way from south to north!
On both sides of the road, there are broken trees and bloodstained bones!
Closely following the two faces, there was only a middle-aged man covered in blood and a young man nicknamed 'Lucky Star' left in the entire team.
"Stop... Stopped? The man swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and glanced around with apprehension.
"Should... Probably... bar. The young man's face was splattered with blood, and he was stammering a little even when he spoke, but strangely enough, there was not a single scar on his body.
"Lucky Star?" The middle-aged man looked at himself and smiled miserably, "I didn't expect you to be really lucky with this ability." ”
"Uncle... You seem to be mistaken... One thing... It's not a good thing..."At this moment, the young man was so anxious that he almost cried.
"What?"
"Because... Because... There is a price... How much luck is behind what a lot of misfortune..."After the young man finished speaking, he panicked and prepared to run into the dense forest!
"Don't run! It's going to die! ”
But before the man could catch up, after the eardrum 'buzzed', he suddenly began to have severe pain!
Wind pressure!
It's wind pressure!
"Boy, don't run!"
The middle-aged man's ears were already bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth, trying to catch the young man in front of him!
But as soon as this hand was stretched out, the man suddenly felt relaxed!
It's like, the wind pressure just now is gone?
But then, the man's face turned pale, and his whole body began to inflate like a balloon!
Lucky Star was right.
The greatest luck is the greatest misfortune!
"Hehe, atmospheric pressure... The pressure difference..."
'Bang'!
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man's entire body suddenly exploded from the inside out!