The rain of arrows ruthlessly penetrated the crowd in front of him, and the mutant gray man in the front row was torn into pieces in an instant, and the defensive shield in his hand was also shot through and had no effect at all.

Not to mention humans, as long as they are slashed by black arrow fragments, they will be melted off a large piece of flesh, and what is even more terrifying is that all those who are injured by the black mangs will have severe pain in their brains.

Many people only scratched their skin, but it was as if their brains had been bombarded with a giant hammer, and after a few howls, they died bleeding from their mouths and noses, even mutant gray people.

Wang He's face turned pale, he took a sip of cellular energy, opened his helmet and spit out an empty bottle, and stuffed another bottle into his mouth.

Suddenly, the humans behind them turned their heads in fright and ran towards the main control center, and even the mutant gray man raised the defensive shield in his hand, hesitating and not daring to rush blindly again.

Immediately, a large number of plasma light balls bombarded him, and Wang He's arrows rained down, quickly dodging under his feet, moving towards the side of the gate.

After shooting down a dozen people, he also hid in the dead corner outside the door, and the people inside did not come out, could not see at all, and could not aim at Wang He, but his arrows turned and shot into the door one after another.

Killing thousands of people in one move, whether it was a mutant gray man or a human being, they were all shocked, and for a while, Wang He alone actually suppressed tens of thousands of people.

In fact, if they continue to charge in large numbers, Wang He will not be able to stop them at all, at most there will be another rainstorm, and they will not even have time to drink cell energy, they will fall into a bitter battle, and there is not much cell energy left.

But morale is a thing, as long as there are intelligent creatures, it will have an impact, and if there is one fear, there will be two, and when this emotion spreads, it cannot be stopped at all.

Someone in the main control center was obviously aware of it, and a large amount of blood suddenly spurted out of the doorway, and vines came out one by one, growing rapidly, and a man in armor walked out with a spear in his hand.

The spear was black with dark patterns like growth rings, and it was wooden.

In contrast, the armor on the person who came to the person was more distinctive, it was actually the bark of a dead tree trunk, which was fixed by vine branches, and the whole person looked like a piece of rotten wood common in the rainforest.

His helmet was clipped to the crook of his arm, and it was also in the shape of rotten wood, and that face Wang He recognized was the one who had the ability to protect Gao Hui from the Inquisition on the plane with Zhou Nian when he was in Olive.

Wang He remembered that Zhou Nian said that this person's name was Yu Ping, and his ability was called "life", which could use his own blood to promote the growth of plants and produce mutations, and the degree of solidity was higher than that of an adapter, comparable to a light energy weapon.

The most terrifying thing is that if in a place where plants flourish, Yu Ping can even absorb the life of plants to replenish it, providing him with a steady stream of energy.

Fortunately, it is now in the Star Destroyer Mothership, not Yu Ping's home field, otherwise Wang He would really be worried about how to deal with it.

Yu Ping looked at Wang He coldly, put on his helmet expressionlessly, held the gun in one hand, and hooked his fingers.

Wang He smiled, such an arrogant person had not been met for a long time.

Yu Ping called for battle in front of the army like an ancient general, nothing more than to improve morale, which also coincided with Wang He's intention to delay time, and raising his hand was an arrow without saying a word.

The tip of the spear was raised, and the black arrow actually hit the crisp sound of Jin Ge's exchange, and there was no scratch left on the blade.

This is too weird, it seems that what Zhou Nian said is not exaggerated at all, and even has reservations, what is comparable to a light energy weapon, it is simply a matter of victory or defeat.

Wang He put away the last trace of carelessness, played twelve points of caution, and faced Yu Ping who was rushing forward, the bow and arrow in his hand shot continuously, scattering and adding no feathers, and hundreds of black arrows attacked wildly, including a few Qi arrows.

In the face of such an opponent, he didn't dare to deal with it with the mentality of delaying time, and as soon as he made a move, it was a means to press the bottom of the box.

Yu Ping didn't expect that after the first arrow was tested, it was a stormy attack, and the barrel of the gun shook, and most of the black arrows flew away, but he still hit a few arrows in a row, and stuck on the armor that seemed to be vulnerable.

These arrows were his last resort in order to avoid the Qi arrows, Yu Ping seemed to have a particularly strong perception of threats, and all the Qi arrows were dodged by him.

Didn't even try to block it with a gun.

Compared with Wang He's solemnity, Yu Ping was even more frightened, the armor on his body could be hard connected to the plasma rifle within five meters of the shot, without a single crack, but he didn't expect to be pierced by a bow and arrow, and some flesh was broken.

Without waiting for Yu Ping to repair the scars of the armor, hundreds of arrows were fired, and after the other party finished shooting the arrows, it was obviously very consumed, and his feet were a little vain.

Yu Ping's hair suddenly exploded, and a strong sense of threat spread throughout his body, and he was cold, and he moved in horror to dodge, these hundreds of arrows were actually the kind that could not be hard-connected with a gun.

The black arrow passed by, Yu Ping finally dodged it all, and just as he was about to get close to prevent the other party from shooting this terrible black arrow again, he suddenly found that the sense of threat still did not dissipate, and it seemed to come from behind.

Turning back in a panic, he saw hundreds of black arrows in an arc in the air, and they came back again.

Yu Ping's pupils shrank, and he could see the phantom shadow of the spear, this arrow technique was too weird, he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only try his best to resist a wave.

The black arrows dissipated one after another, Yu Ping's spear fell to the ground, and his waist was shot through a terrifying blood hole, and blood flowed down the armor and all over the ground.

The hundreds of arrows were all Qi arrows, although only a small amount of spiritual power was infused, but there were too many of them, and Wang He's hands and feet were weak for a while.

But he only hit one, which he didn't expect, if he was a bystander, he would have already been shot into a honeycomb, and this Yu Ping seemed to be too strong.

Didn't drink cell energy, Wang He relied on the cell itself to absorb free energy to slowly recover, there is not much cell energy, and if you can save it, at least the other side needs energy more than him to recover from his injury.

However, soon Wang He was a little speechless, Yu Ping's wounds were quickly recovering, and the armor was also repairing rapidly, but a branch on the armor quickly withered, became dry, and then turned into powder.

It seems that those vine branches were not used to fix or decorate the armor, but Yu Ping specially planted them on the armor as a blood vial.

Recognizing the terrible archery of Wang He, Yu Ping kicked his feet and quickly narrowed the distance between the two, facing the long-range profession of archers, of course, it is the safest in close combat.

Wang He showed a little flustered, retreated two steps and shot dozens of arrows in a row, but they were all ordinary arrows, which were easily picked up by Yu Ping, and even some arrows were directly resisted with armor.

Sure enough, he overconsumed. Yu Ping thought secretly, and the spear in his hand trembled, stabbing straight into Wang He's chest.

How could an archer who had broken away be able to block such a swift shot? Yu Ping had even seen the spear penetrate the opponent's chest, blood splattering everywhere.

However, he saw that the corners of Wang He's mouth were slightly upturned.

Yu Ping was alarmed in his heart, but it was too late, only to see Wang He's black light flash, a slender Miao knife appeared, the blade was raised upward, cutting through the body of the gun while protecting the side, and then the long knife went around behind him, and suddenly slashed down from top to bottom.

Yu Ping couldn't dodge at all, the blood flashed, and half of his body spurted blood, this was because he was wearing armor and blocked most of the damage, otherwise this knife would have cut him in two.

Injured twice in a row, each one heavier than the other, Yu Ping's eyes were a little dull, he really didn't expect that an archery master was actually a sword master, and his strength was amazing, ordinary people didn't have the strength to shoot that shot.

As a vine turned into ashes, and the injuries and armor recovered again, Yu Ping changed his move of opening and closing, and cautiously passed the move with Wang He. Z.br>

And Wang He also has bitterness and can't say it, that knife is also infused with spiritual power, and all the little mental power he finally recovered has been used up, but it only hurts the other party, and now his mental power is exhausted, so he can only use superb fighting skills to maneuver.

You come and go a few rendezvous, Yu Ping is not a showman, he has really worked gunmanship, but it is not as complicated as Wang Hexue, and it is all integrated and has its own style.

But specialization also has the benefit of specialization, after starting to suffer losses, Yu Ping used what he had learned in his life, and he gradually got better, and his moves became more and more fluent.

One pick and one stab

, This shot seems to be too strong, Yu Ping put away the gun and retreated, but Wang He finally seized the opportunity, a few steps to chase forward, Yu Ping dragged the gun and jumped back, it seemed that he wanted to jump away and extend the distance.

Wang He finally caught the opportunity to get close, how could he continue to use the advantage of the spear, and hurried over a few steps, who knew that Yu Ping collected the gun and stabbed back, and one back stabbed Wang He in the throat.

The latter was startled, and the long knife did not have time to withdraw its defense, so it could only knock on the side of the handle of the knife and knock on the head of the spear, reluctantly changing the direction of the spear's stabbing attack.

"Poof!"

The spear penetrated his left shoulder, Wang He screamed in pain, and the whole person was actually picked up in the air by Yu Ping with a gun in one hand.

Wang He gritted his teeth, grabbed the gun with his left hand, and the Miao knife in his hand slashed down, Yu Ping had to retreat when he saw this, leaving the spear on the other party's body.

Pulling out the gun with his backhand, the bloody hole in his shoulder healed quickly, holding the gun in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, Wang He rushed forward again, how could he still look like he had just been injured.

The vines in Yu Ping's hand were knotted, and soon a new spear appeared, and he was not to be outdone, but Wang He raised the body of the spear as if he didn't know how to use a gun, and smashed it fiercely.

Raising the gun to block, picking it up, taking it up with his right hand, the spear returned to Yu Ping's hand, a single gun turned into a double gun, and when he looked up, he found that Wang He was not in front of him.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain, Yu Ping's left leg was cut off, he was on the ground with both guns, he didn't fall, but the tip of the knife also came out of his chest.

Wang He stood behind him, pulled out the long knife little by little, and kicked Yu Ping to the ground.

"The vine branches on your armor are pretty much the same, aren't they?"

On Yu Ping's armor, the last few vines turned into flying ashes, but he looked at Wang He without a trace of fear, and his dying face suddenly smiled.