"This..."

The third-rate position was a little cryless and tearless, she stared at the clown who had sprinted to the front in a daze, and pinched her face: "It won't be so unlucky, right?" ”

Boy!

Just now, they were still mocking the level of the little white deer.

Unexpectedly, feng shui took turns, and now it was the turn of the two of them to be blocked from both ends by the executioners.

"This game..."The desert wolf also rubbed his stubble with a sigh in his eyes, and he smiled bitterly, "Don't you be laughed at by the children of the youth team?" ”

In front, His Excellency Bailu sent two knives quickly, and then there were two big lists of former human emperors who were about to be ruthlessly knocked down.

If this spreads, how many players will be surprised?

"Look at where you turn! Silly wolf! ”

Looking at the stranger in front of him, the third-rate move barely squeezed out a stiff smile.

She quietly reached into her palm, her slender fingers rubbing against the red gem at the tip of her cane.

The next moment, the chainsaw swung in!

......

Zizizizizi!

Seeing that the third-rate movement showed a panicked look, stunned at the window, Yun Fan couldn't help grinning, revealing a mouthful of fangs shining with cold light.

Sou!

The muscular arm suddenly exerted force, and a second before the third-rate move in the saw on the window, the chainsaw in Yun Fan's hand was deflected, and the momentum was reversed, and he ran to a straight road ahead.

Poof!

In the air, a fountain of blood gushed out. Then, the figure of the fraudster slowly appeared.

[The third-rate move has entered a state of serious injury. 】

Double damage. 】

Entering a short moment of backswinging, in front of Yun Fan's eyes, blood-red prompt text appeared at the same time.

"Strange clown!"

The third-rate move gritted her teeth, and with a short period of acceleration, her pace seemed to be fast enough to set off a gust of wind, and the mad dog moved faster than this.

It's a pity.

On this short straight road formed by two wooden plank walls, there is no extra room to hide!

Otherwise, even if a stranger in her heyday wanted to capture her, it would have to take a lot of thought.

Syllable!

After rushing to the plank at the end of the straight, the third-rate walker took it down without looking back.

And with her move, the devilish footsteps behind her finally stopped.

But...

In its place, there was another short sound that symbolized the coming of death!

Shout!

It's, flashing sounds!

Hearing a flashing sound coming from the back of his head, the third-rate shifter suddenly turned around.

She clings to the edge of the plank with both hands and flips back to the other side without hesitation.

However...

What caught her eye was an ice-blue chainsaw that exuded a faint chill.

Joker, still at the other end!

"Does it sound good?"

A playful mockery erupted from the clown's throat: "Hee-hee! ”

"If it's not enough, I'll dub it a few more times."

"Whew! Shout! Shout! Shout! ”

Yun Fan raised the chainsaw above his head, and his face showed a sly smile like an old fox.

Flash?

I'm sorry, he didn't even reach his level of eighty, how could he unlock this last support skill?

And Yun Fan just predicted the mental activity of the third-rate position, and came to a wave of anti-prediction.

Not to mention the human emperor, even the fugitives of the ordinary king Duan have all become human spirits.

In the high-end ranking, prediction flashes are commonplace!

Once the executioner's flashes fail, the fugitives will inevitably delay for a while.

This leads to a major collapse in the pace of the executioner's game.

Therefore, in many great god games, there are often divine operations that reflect the awareness of the game, such as prediction flashes.

However...

In response to this situation, the executioner also has a way of coping.

Pretending to be flashing, so as to trick the fugitives into turning it back, is one of the best solutions.

In short, I predicted yours!

And relying on his excellent pseudophonic skills, Yun Fan had already imitated the flashing sound effect.

As a result, it is even more difficult for fugitives to predict the flashes of strangers.

In this wave of games, the third-rate move is not unjust!

"Strange clown! You guy who secretly learns pseudophonics in private! ”

Staring at the rapidly enlarged sawtooth, the third-rate moved and pointed at the stranger and shouted.

Thinking back to the past,

She doesn't know how many times she's been deceived like this!

This kind of sassy operation can only be played by strangers.

"Don't slander me."

Yun Fan's voice was very flat: "The conditions are good, natural." ”

Poof!

The next moment, the chainsaw fell, and the blood rained!

[The third-rate move has entered the state of falling to the ground.] 】

Bang!

Falling straight to the ground, the third-rate move looked empty, lazily looking at the bright moon in the sky.

This time, it's too embarrassing.

However, on second thought, even immortals can't escape in this case!

"Hah!"

The third-rate walker covered his mouth and stretched a long lazy waist.

In fact, if it is in the normal 1V4 mode, the wave of turning points of the desert wolf can be said to be no problem.

The area closest to the fishing boat is the two straight roads sandwiched between the three wooden walls.

Two boards and one window, for the older generation of executioners like voodoo puppeteers and clowns, it is definitely a difficult point to catch people.

But...

The moment she saw the stranger, she realized that this was the double executioner hunting mode!

The thinking of the two has not yet changed from the normal 1v4 game mode.

They ignore a fatal problem, which is...

Executioners can unite to double!

The third-rate wanderer's eyes were rolling slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Or beg for mercy again?

Just when she wanted to speak...

"Ice Trail."

In her field of vision, the Joker spread out his giant claws and aimed them at the wall it was facing sideways.

Click!

A path made of frost sprang out from the stranger's feet, and then quickly spread into the distance.

Bang!

The next moment, Yun Fan stepped forward, he stepped over the body of the third-rate mover, and smashed the wooden plank in front of him with one foot.

......

The other side.

Sou!

The blood-stained remnant sun raised his hand, and the giant scissors turned into a long snake and stabbed out suddenly.

"Sss

The Desert Wolf took a deep breath as he stared at the wraith in front of him, and at this moment, it also raised its arm and swung a deadly scissor.

However, its movements are sluggish.

The desert wolf can clearly capture the movement of the tip of the scissors.

He bent his legs slightly and leaned over to dodge the attack.

But...

Click!

With a freezing sound, a long strip of ice and snow appeared under his feet!

"I..."

The desert wolf froze instantly, and a biting chill flowed above the frost, causing his movements to stop for a moment.

he

Lost the best chance to dodge.

Poof!

Immediately afterward, he was stabbed in the chest and back at the same time, and bright red blood gushed out, soaking the dirt around him.

[The desert wolf has entered a state of minor injury. 】

[The desert wolf has entered a state of serious injury. 】

"Hey, hey."

The blood-stained remnant sun shook the giant scissors, wielding the afterimage of the debut path.

In his abdomen, a piercing laugh like a cold wind rang out.

Is that

The bloodstained sun laughed mercilessly.

At this moment, in front of and behind the desert wolf, the puppeteer and the resentful spirit have all entered the moment of wiping the knife.

"Whew."

The desert wolf exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the long whip in his hand swung violently, and the whip suddenly stretched straight, cutting through the air like a sharp blade.

Sou!

Then, the whip wrapped tightly around the lamppost, dragging the body of the desert wolf out at a rapid pace.

With one foot on the shoulders of the resentful spirit, the desert wolf borrowed his strength, and the speed became a little faster again.

And at this time...

The desert wolf suddenly found that under the light of the street lamp, a black shadow slowly shrouded from the corner of the wall.

Then, the figure of the clown wearing the crown of ice crystals appeared at the bottom of the street lamp.

"Little wolf!"

Yunfan raised the chainsaw and met the cowboy flying in the air.

He spoke in a very familiar tone, like a warm-hearted neighbor: "How dangerous it is to fly around!" ”

"Do you want to..."

"Take a break?"

......

The yellow light of the street lamp obscured the iron face of the desert wolf.

"Old..."

Watching himself crash headlong into the chainsaw, the desert wolf opened its mouth to say something.

But he wasn't done.

[The desert wolf has entered a state of falling. 】

"When I meet you, Zhen Nyima has fallen into blood mold for eight lifetimes."

Falling to the ground on his back, the desert wolf stared at the clown's maniacally laughing face and spat out the second half of his words.