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Zhao Ziqi did not hesitate, turned around and left.
There was a lot of movement in the distance, even if it wasn't a monster, it must be some human with a strong cultivation, and it was not a small threat.
But Zhao Ziqi participated in this "Burning Wings" competition, and did not have any intention of clashing with others face-to-face.
Isn't it good to keep fighting monsters and stay until the end of the game?
The fire energy talisman can convert the fire poison attached to the burning into spiritual power, nourish the body, and promote cultivation.
If you stick to it for one more day, you will earn a little more.
When you go out to find someone else to hack, you not only have the possibility of encountering a hidden boss and unfortunately missing, but also the risk of offending others and getting into trouble.
That's not good.
As a good boy in the new era, Zhao Ziqi has always valued peace, and he will never act easily unless it is a last resort. Isn't it fragrant to fight the blame?
"Boom!"
However, Zhao Ziqi had just walked a few steps, and the huge cracking sound quickly spread from far to near!
A crack appeared in the barren ground, snaking like a water serpent as quickly as it snaked over!
"Not good!"
Fighting monsters in the wild for a long time has made Zhao Ziqi accumulate rich experience and good awareness. At this moment, his heart suddenly jumped rapidly, and his heart rate was increasing at a rate of five beats per second!
A strong sense of crisis enveloped his whole body!
"Whew!"
He didn't dare to delay any longer, and the spiritual power around him exploded, and he fled backwards like a hare.
But......
"Smack!"
A strong pain spread from his left shoulder to his body, and at the same time, a strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of Zhao Ziqi's nose.
Before he could comprehend what was happening, he saw a blurry mass of objects flying out of the lower left corner of his vision, and at the same time, his body was unbalanced, and the left side became much lighter. The sudden change caused him to slip and nearly fall to the ground.
"Hiss......"
Zhao Ziqi supported the ground with his right hand to prevent himself from falling.
At this time, he saw that his right palm was stained with blood...... No, not only the palm of the right hand, the sound of blood dripping can be heard clearly, "tick tock", big drops of blood falling, gathering into a small pool of blood under his feet.
Zhao Ziqi's throat rolled, and he followed the path where the blood flowed to find the source of the blood, and his eyes were upward little by little...... In the end, he found that the source was his left shoulder!
The place where the arm was originally attached was now a smooth incision, like a machine's cutting, which was extremely precise.
And not far in front of him, there was a drop of something that had just flown out of his field of vision.
The bloody mass was his left arm......
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Zhao Ziqi could almost hear the sound of his heart beating, the rhythm was rapid like a drumbeat, and every beat was like a giant hammer stirring, heavy and powerful.
Fear that had never been seen before filled his heart, cold and tense to the point of suffocation.
In his right pupil, a little golden light appeared, it was the extraordinary properties of the Erudite Eye that were in play, the spiritual power in his body was rapidly depleting, and the muscles and nerves in the fracture of his left shoulder were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Brush!"
Zhao Ziqi suddenly raised his head, he was in a state of crisis, and the perception and potential of his whole body were urged to the extreme.
In the field of vision, a figure in a black tattered trench coat stood in the hot wind, the wind blew his hood to hunt and roll, and his whole face was hidden under the hood, and it was impossible to see the face, only a few strands of silver-white hair were visible under the hood, and the pale white stubble on the chin, like a sprinkling of salt.
"It's a human ......" Zhao Ziqi became more and more nervous, humans are often more terrifying than monsters in the wilderness.
But this guy doesn't look like a student involved in Burning Wings, because his pale hair and wrinkled skin indicate that he is no longer young; And he doesn't look like a soldier of the Red Rose Survey Corps.
The only thing he was recognizable was a military dagger clenched in his right hand; In addition, there is the "89757" logo on the tattered trench coat.
It's a numeric number again...... Zhao Ziqi felt a little dizzy in his head, and the excessive blood loss seriously affected his thinking, making him feel sick to numbers for no reason.
"Whoosh!"
The figure moved again, so fast that Zhao Ziqi could only see distorted light and shadow.
He didn't have time to dodge, and his left hand didn't have time to regenerate, so he gritted his teeth and grabbed the rose dagger with his right hand to block.
With a sonorous sound, the power of the figure was really terrifying, Zhao Ziqi's right hand was shocked, and he only felt as if there were endless pressures in front of him.
Just by looking at his face, his entire arm was twisted and deformed by the tremendous oppressive force, and even the cracking sound of the hand bones could be heard like beans.
"Bang dang!"
Zhao Ziqi saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to use his strength to jump back and distance himself from the other party, but the figure followed him like a shadow, skillfully changing the angle of his strength, and with the sound of Jin Ge breaking, the rose short sword in his right hand broke violently, and half of it flew out, leaving only a piece of residual iron in his hand......
How can it be......
The disparity in strength between the two sides made Zhao Ziqi feel terrified.
It was the first time he had encountered such an opponent since he had crossed over, and he could even cut through an extraordinary weapon!
And what the figure holds in his hand is nothing more than a piece of mortal iron!
An ordinary standard saber!
The most terrifying thing is that from beginning to end, Zhao Ziqi did not feel the slightest spiritual power from the other party.
The figure is like a perfect killing machine, with terrifying power that even the supermodel himself can't catch!
"How is that possible...... There will be such people?! ”
Although his heart was extremely shocked, Zhao Ziqi's will to survive was greater than the despair caused by the disparity in strength between the two sides.
- I still have the Ice Bow, I have the Positioning Dash Charm, and I have all the hole cards......
He thought so, but suddenly found that he couldn't lift his right hand at all, as if he had lost consciousness.
Only then did he realize that his right arm had gone limp. The figure's knife not only cut off the Rose Short Sword, but also cut off the bones of his hand!
"Click!"
The figure did not pause, the action was fluid, and it was ruthless to the extreme.
That ordinary saber glowed like a miracle in his hand, shooting into Zhao Ziqi's left chest at a speed beyond the reach of thunder, cutting off the human body with one sword!
Vitality was cut off from Zhao Ziqi's eyes, and his newly reborn left hand drooped weakly, and his body fell into the ground.
"Unfortunate ......"
Vaguely, Zhao Ziqi seemed to hear the figure say such words before he died, but his voice was a little hoarse and uncomfortable, as if he hadn't communicated with anyone for a long, long time.
……
"Rustling ......"
No. 89757 fluttered around the corpse for a while, groping for something.
"That's it......"
He exhaled, squeezing the charm he had scavenged from the corpse into his palm.
The spell seemed to have the effect of removing fire poison, and it was cold in the hand, and in the blink of an eye, the hot water bubbles on his body melted one by one.
No. 89757 let out a pleasant breath and looked apologetically at the young man on the ground who had just been beheaded by himself.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to die yet......
If you want to survive in this burning realm, you have to have a fire energy charm. ”
He folded his hands and chanted a mantra like an old monk, ignoring the rest of the corpse and turning away.
All he wanted was freedom and survival, and with his ability, as long as he had a fire energy talisman, he could live in this burning realm.
He didn't need anything else, let alone a dead man's thing.
No. 89757 turned and walked into the dust, leaving traces on the barren sandy soil of his drift.
It's just that he didn't know that long after he turned to leave, the corpse he had abandoned in the wilderness suddenly moved his fingers.
Then, slowly, with difficulty, he got up from the ground.
The boy didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up, he gasped and sat on the ground, his face was young and pale, but his anger was recovering little by little, and all the wounds and flesh on his body were slowly healing.