Everyone cooperated very tacitly, both offensive and defensive.

But alas... They met a madman!

Song Heng completely entered the half-mad mode, brutally harvesting every living life, the blade was coated with poison, as long as he touched it a little, he would definitely die!

But after all, there are still many people on the other party, and it will not leave some scars on Song Heng's body, although it is not fatal, but it will add up to a lot, and it will still have an impact after all.

Song Heng forcibly turned around and dodged the splitting of more than a dozen knives, and swung the knife with his backhand, and the tip of the knife cut a half-moon-shaped cold light, cutting the throats of the five killers, and blood gushing wildly!

The price was that he was slashed twice in the back!

"Give me death!"

Song Heng rushed upstairs with arrows, and the people in black stopped him as if they were desperate, and Song Heng fell into a bitter battle again.

Yan Jiaohu upstairs shed tears in despair, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, Song Heng's crazy appearance covered in blood made her extremely sad in her heart.

She said sadly: "Don't die... Song Heng... If you die, I won't live alone! ”

The masked man looked at the killers downstairs who were already seven or eight out of ten, his face was not very good-looking, and when he heard Yan Jiaohu's words, he slapped Yan Jiaohu in the face with his backhand, and said coldly: "It's not easy to die, I will fulfill the two of you!" ”

After a full ten minutes, Song Heng repeatedly swung the knife to close the knife, turned around, and slashed, like an emotionless killing machine, blood would only stimulate him to go even more crazy for him!

There are fewer and fewer killers, more and more blood is flowing on the ground, and the villa instantly becomes a human Shura purgatory!

Half an hour later.

Song Heng stood with his knife in his hand, wearing a big mouthful, and the pain on his body was so hot that he couldn't count how many wounds there were.

And on the first floor, except for Song Heng, there were only three or four people standing, their eyes were full of fear, they had never seen such a madman at all!

Bright red blood flowed from corpses all over the ground, and the pungent smell of blood was disgusting!

"Remind the host, complete the 100 people slash task, obtain skills, the eye of Shura, when you look at people, you can excite and stimulate the opponent's mind, the more people killed, the greater the influence. After use, it will affect your mental state, so please use it with caution. ”

As soon as the system's voice fell, a faint blue light flashed in Song Heng's eyes.

"Song Heng! Song Heng... You go! There are two masters upstairs, you go quickly! ”

Yan Jiaohu cried heartbreakingly when she saw Song Heng's "tragic situation", and kept struggling, eager to jump downstairs to live and die with Song Heng.

Song Heng raised his head with a sly smile, his eyes as deep and blue as an ice lake, staring at the masked man.

The masked man looked at Song Heng, and for a moment he felt as if he had been thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell, what kind of terrifying pictures such as tongue pulling hell, disemboweling and disemboweling, and roaring ghosts made him lose his mind a few breaths!

Song Heng rushed forward like an arrow from the string, grabbed the railing, jumped high, grabbed Yan Jiaohu, and turned to leave!

At this moment, the masked man suddenly woke up and found that Song Heng had taken the hostages away, he immediately threw out a flying knife, which was extremely fast and deeply inserted into Song Heng's shoulder!

"Bang!"

Song Heng hugged Yan Jiaohu and fell to the ground, letting out a painful snort, his shoulder was in severe pain, and the knife had already pierced the bone.

"Song Heng! Song Heng! Are you okay! ”

Yan Jiaohu held back her tears and hugged Song Heng, trembling with great distress.

When Song Heng leaped towards her at that moment just now, one of her hearts was about to break, and she was completely indulged in love.

Song Heng coughed heavily, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a hoarse smile: "It's okay, you hide behind me!" ”

He stood up again, blocked in front of Yan Jiaohu, holding a long knife, and the momentum of the whole person was like a sharp knife out of the sheath, and the edge was exposed!

The masked man took a deep breath, nodded and smiled: "Okay, good, the more you struggle, the more I like it, give it to me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, two more people appeared behind the masked man, one was skinny and the other was strong, approaching Song Heng from the left and right respectively.

"Serializer..."

Song Heng sensed a familiar aura from them, and in the face of a strong enemy, Song Heng actually showed a relieved smile, he calmly twisted his neck, and the long knife was slightly horizontal.

"Come!"

A silver dice flipped violently in Song Heng's body, and after a round of grunting, it became the number 6.

Triple the combat power, impressively activated!

Song Heng only felt that his muscles were full of energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

The offensive and defensive forces are also different!

Song Heng took the initiative!

The long knife brazenly pointed at the thin man with strange whereabouts, the thin man's face changed, he forcibly turned his body, holding a dart in his hand, and shot at Song Heng like a torrential rain!

His darts were fast and ruthless, and Song Heng blocked them with a horizontal knife.

"Crackling!"

The friction between the dart and the long knife sparkled everywhere, and the opponent's dart seemed to be as if it was inexhaustible, Song Heng was blocking while paying attention to the other opponent.

The strong man smiled coldly and whistled.

"Bang!"

The door of the villa was slammed into it, and a huge crocodile slowly crawled into the villa, its scarlet eyes locked on Song Heng, and let out a deafening roar!

"Crocodile... How could it be... Crocodiles are cold-blooded animals, why do they listen to people! ”

Yan Jiaohu's pale face showed an expression of disbelief, everything tonight seemed to be smashing her worldview.

"It's you!"

Song Heng suddenly realized that the sequencer who was in the park lake that day turned out to be him!

"It's me, before I die, let you die clearly, give it to me!"

The strong man shouted angrily, and the giant crocodile climbed up the stairs like crazy and pounced on Song Heng!

Song Heng, who was attacked on his back and abdomen, was unusually calm, found a concrete windowsill, jumped high, and the giant crocodile pounced violently!

Song Heng twisted his body vigorously on the windowsill, like a spring, shooting in the other direction!

The giant crocodile opened its bloody mouth, trying to reverse the direction but could not do anything, its fangs were only five centimeters away from Song Heng's neck, and Song Heng could even smell the fishy smell in the giant crocodile's mouth.

Just when Song Heng was in mid-air, the sequencer who was good at using darts found the opportunity, and the darts shot like a rainstorm pear blossom!

Song Heng rolled on the ground, and then the construction pillar resisted the darts, and the giant crocodile with rough skin and thick flesh below shook its head and climbed up.

Yan Jiaohu wanted to help, but the injury was really serious, it would be good not to cause chaos for Song Heng, and she could also see that this was not a battle that she could get involved in, and protecting herself was the greatest support for Song Heng.

Song Heng's mind turned sharply, and when he saw the iron fence at the door, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and he gestured a middle finger at the strong man, then turned around and took Yan Jiaohu and rushed towards the door.

"Don't let him run!"