"Ahhhh

The screams of the Yellow Immortal players were extremely miserable.

The pain it has to endure comes not only from the dented wound caused by the hammer blow to the back of the head, but also from the backlash caused by the interruption of the dream state!

At this moment, it only felt an uncontrollable itch all over its body, accompanied by bursts of convulsive pain.

But fortunately, it was an executioner, and his vitality was tenacious, so he had the opportunity to scream.

If a fugitive is hammered in the back of the head like this, even if he is raised on the spot, how can there be a chance to wail?

Airplanes!

The ball of light in his hand lit up, and the Yellow Immortal player bared his teeth and was about to turn around and attack the enemy behind him.

But...

Winter! Winter! Winter!

One Hammer!

Two hammers!

Three hammers!

The stranger raised and fell with a hammer, and its attack was very fast, and each blow carried great force, as if it were a bomber, and he picked up several hammers in a rage, and the hammer hit the back of Huang Xian's head.

The good thing about this is the confrontation mode, in which the executioner's attacks are not sharpened.

Think about it too,

If there is still a wipe in this mode, wouldn't it be that the executioner has just hit a player, and is still in the process of wiping the knife, and the other player can shoot and inflict heavy damage on him?

This is completely unreasonable.

The hammer fell like a dotting timer, and Yun Fan knocked on his heart for a while.

Bang!

The next moment, Huang Xian, who was still convulsing, fell to the ground.

After all, Huang Xian's body size is almost the same as that of a normal human, and he belongs to the kind of character with high attack and low defense, and under such a violent series of deadly attacks, even if he has not been killed, he is probably not far from being eliminated.

There was no kill prompt in his ears yet, but Yun Fan didn't care.

He didn't choose to make up for the last stab of the Yellow Immortal player, and then continued to pick up the small silver hammer and walked briskly towards the fugitive player who had been stunned by the Yellow Immortal before.

And at this time...

The dream control state was broken, and Huang Xian's cry was so terrible, and the controlled fugitive woke up faintly.

"Shhh It hurts. ”

With his hands on his neck, which was full of chokes, he sighed heartily.

Just now, in the dream, he was almost killed by that yellow immortal!

However...

Smack! Smack! Smack!

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a faceless man in a white coat with a hammer in front of him rushing towards him.

？？？

There was also some confusion of consciousness that was completely awake in an instant, and although the fugitive did not know what had just happened, his survival instinct drove his body to take a step.

Run!

But at this moment...

Airplanes!

On the steps of the ground, a purple-black portal quietly appeared.

Gusts of wind came from inside the door, setting off a poisonous coolness.

“Woc...”

Looking down at his feet, the fugitive was about to curse, and in the next moment, his figure disappeared.

disappears at the same time,

And the Faceless Man waving at the Sheephorn Demon.

“Bye！”

A crack appeared in Dulles's face, representing its merciless mockery of the Sheephorn Demon.

Followed by

The purple light inside the door exploded, and the door frame was torn apart.

This is also one of the characteristics of the Bishop of Sins Mountain to open the portal,

The portal can also accommodate the executioner, but after the executioner passes through the door, the portal will enter an unstable state and be destroyed.

Zila!

In a flash of cold light, the robot in front of him flew upside down, and then fell down the steps a few meters away.

Zi, zi, zi...

The little robot's shell was nearly cracked in half, and dense wires and chips were exposed.

Brother Hush manipulated the little robot and squeezed out the last vestige of its value.

was blocked for a moment,

Even if the small steel of the gourd sprints and runs wildly,

But he could only watch the portal dissolve in front of his eyes.

The nameless anger in his heart rose instantly, its chest rose and fell violently, and the little steel gourd was already about to go crazy with anger.

But that's not all.

Woo woo...

The sound of the horn sounding like the hum of a mosquito makes it even more angry.

Whew!

The blood-red air currents opened the way ahead, and the momentum of the Trumpeter player rushing towards the Yellow Immortal turned, and he rushed towards the Sheephorn Demon on this side.

The previous scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

Therefore, the trumpeter, who originally wanted to use the power of guardianship to break the control of Huang Xian's dream, immediately chose to change his target after seeing Huang Xian fall to the ground.

Their group of people can play this rank, and their strength level is naturally superior among novice players.

But after all, the game is inexperienced, and there is not a lot of time to hone the skills, so the operation is naturally not very fine, or even a little rough.

The trumpeter of this rank is not yet able to make small circles and Z-cuts, so the trumpeter can only make a large circle to adjust the direction.

And the time it took for this move just gave the hoist small steel a chance to react.

Call!

The claw hook was raised, and the gray mist rope flew out instantly.

The Sheep's Horn Demon is the most familiar character that Hulu Little Steel is playing now.

So far, it has been able to guarantee a good degree of accuracy in using a grappling hook to pick up objects that are still in place.

But if you want to hit a moving fugitive, the accuracy will drop rapidly.

If the Sheephorn Demon of this level wants to continue to improve, he must further improve his dynamic vision and practice the accuracy of the Prediction Hook.

And the gourd small steel is naturally aware of its own shortcomings, and its prediction hook can hit the fugitive once a hundred times.

What's more, the person in front of him is a trumpeter who can move at high speed!

So

The goal of the hoist small steel this time is not a screw trumpeter,

It's a yellow fairy teammate lying on the ground with convulsions!

Sou!

The four claw hooks pierced into the flesh and quickly retracted the body of the yellow immortal.

Immediately afterwards, the gourd small steel pulled through Huang Xian's body and covered it in front of him.

"I..."

The trumpeter was dumbfounded, his face changed wildly, and he wanted to brake, but it was too late.

Winter!

In the next second, the trumpeter hit Huang Xian's flesh headfirst, and a puddle of meat foam and blood rain instantly spread out.

The wind and waves subsided, and the blood-red air dissipated.

In Confrontation mode, the Trumpeter's charge is also lethal, and if used correctly, it can be used far beyond a shotgun.

The rag shook gently, and there was only one rag left in the hand of the horn demon, so how could there be any teammates?

Teammates are dead!

There's no scum left!

It was smashed by the trumpeter and turned into a puddle of poop!

Seeing the scene in front of him, the gourd Xiaojing Steel recalled the scene where the old player in the internal test was smashed, and his anger value had reached the limit.

"Fuck you!"

The blood-dripping sickle was held high, and the small steel of the gourd showed a hideous smile.

own punching bag,

There is a fall.

......

The other side.

As soon as the scarred fugitive teleported, he saw a huge fist filling his vision.

Bang!

With a punch, he only felt dizzy.

"Youhe..." shook his sore hand, Brother Hush was a little surprised and a little excited, "There is also a windfall?" ”

apparently

What he didn't expect

This unlucky ghost will also teleport over.

"The door is open a little wider."

"But it's fine."

The sun, moon and stars burrowed into the cuffs of the white coat.

"Good job."

Gently holding a piece of the planet in one hand, Yun Fan gave a thumbs up to Brother Boo.

Then

The time of judgment comes.

Winter!

Winter!

Winter!

Approaching the fugitive, he smashed his hammer down with a crackled head and face.

Grunt!

A screw with spikes and patterns rolled down to Yunfan's feet.

He bowed his head slightly.

"Interesting."

The stranger lifted his foot and crushed the screw.

This style of screw number,

He'd seen it before.

In the hands of Duff's merfolk soldiers,

In the hands of the Polluted Knights of the Leviathan.