No. 127 screamed wildly, and the vascular tentacles all over his body flew wildly, entangled together like ropes, and hit Fang Lin hard on the back!
Fang Lin, who closed his eyes tightly, was knocked away like a small stone! His back was bruised with blood from the blows, and the flesh was rolled up, but a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Fang Lin's mouth, because No. 127 missed another opportunity to seriously injure the enemy ------- Fang What Lin was most worried about was that No. 127 had punched him into his body, and before he could pull it out, he used thousands of twisting and twitching blood vessels to set up a dense network of defense formations on the surface of his body, sealing off his escape route. , and then methodically take turns stabbing it with extremely sharp veins. This is the most difficult thing!
But this possibility is very small, because human beings are animals that act according to instinct. For No. 127 to make the above-mentioned choices that are beneficial to themselves, it is like an ordinary person suppressing the extremely itchy feeling on his arm and helplessly It's like watching the highly poisonous mosquitoes sucking blood greedily, and yet you have to tiptoe and methodically search for mosquito killer to spray on your arms. WwW、QUanbEn-xIAoShUo、cOm
A normal person's reaction to being bitten by a mosquito is to slap the mosquito in the face. No. 127 had a similar reaction, and drew out with a "pop" sound with his vascular tentacle. The difference is that a mosquito would be slapped to death by an ordinary person, but Fang Lin would be whipped away by the vascular tentacles and escape from danger!
The fist burning with purple flames was pulled out of No. 127's body with a "wave" sound!
No. 127, who was originally baring its teeth and claws, roared in pain, and more than half of the veins and tentacles in its body softened. Its body was shaking violently due to pain and anger. It tried hard to turn around and face Fang Lin. The terrifyingly deep-minded opponent launched a series of attacks---but this action that was usually easy to do turned out to be as difficult as the sky!
Fang Lin closed his eyes. He was sitting slumped next to him in a very embarrassed manner, as if his spine had been broken. However, he immediately reached out and grabbed the edge of the flower stand next to him. Fang Lin's fingers gave people a strange feeling. A tight, powerful, steady feeling, and then he rolled backwards. Load the gun, raise the gun!
The defender's dark muzzle was pointed at No. 127 again! Then a large number of dense bullets were splashed over, and No. 127's veins were twitching and churning crazily, but after all, his body was temporarily constructed of fresh human flesh and blood, unlike the butcher's thick fat that was soaked in purple-black venom. Made through. Therefore, the hot bullets hit No. 127's body surface with blood and flesh splattering, as if dense raindrops hit the calm water, which looked extremely miserable.
While No. 127 was beaten and staggered backwards, he was still roaring angrily. He penetrated deeply with his vein tentacles and rolled up a big tree next to him, then pulled it up with force and threw it towards Fang Lin. come over! At the same time, its body moved away silently.
This was both No. 127's attack and his test, because he couldn't figure out how Fang Lin captured his true position when his vision was completely lost and his mental power detection was blurred and misplaced! His purpose for throwing the tree. I just wanted to test whether Fang Lin could use sound to perceive the external environment.
Faced with No. 127's temptation, Fang Lin simply ignored it and continued to hold the defender's gun and aim calmly in the future. It gives the impression that he is completely focused on shooting and attacking, completely ignoring everything outside him. The medium-sized tree hit Fang Lin's body with a large amount of sand and gravel, but it could not cause any substantial damage to him. It soon turned into a blazing torch, and the fiery bullets It also hit the fleeing body of No. 127 intensively and accurately!
"Damn it." No. 127 felt seven or eight fiery bullets embedded in his lungs. It's definitely not a pleasant feeling. And what made him feel most uncomfortable was. From the beginning, there were a lot of deviations in his plan:
Fang Lin was actually able to accurately find his whereabouts.
The butcher can actually throw three terrifying bloody iron chains.
And Fang Lin did not dodge when faced with his ground-throwing tree attack. Keep attacking yourself until the last second.
Most importantly. No. 127 has no idea where the flaw lies in his deprivation of visual skills!
For No. 127, who is also good at calculating layout. In such a life and death battle. Anything that exceeds one's own estimation can be regarded as a mistake. Two things that went beyond prediction were serious loopholes. And a third thing happened during the battle that he didn't expect. In fact, it can be considered a complete failure! The psychological blow can also be said to be extremely serious!
So No. 127 ignored one thing.
A crucial thing.
The butcher was not dead, but was just tightly controlled by his large number of blood vessels that blocked his nerve-like muscle columns. Just temporarily lost the ability to move. At this time, No. 127 was first hit hard by Fang Lin and then shot randomly by him. Even though most of the flesh and blood on his body was absorbed by the pedestrians next to him, he still suffered great trauma.
This resulted in the Butcher being able to move freely again! The novel is compiled and published on www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com
When No. 127 hurriedly tried to insert the vein into the butcher's body again, he saw the butcher roaring and bending down to pick up two giant knives, and then slashed down like crazy like chopping ribs!
The two huge monsters rolled together, and the strong smell of blood hit their nostrils. They gathered bit by bit into the fountain in front, and were then sucked in by the electric pump of the fountain that was not turned off. Squirted out. This caused the air to turn a faint pink color, dyed like the blood of the setting sun. It really is like hell on earth.
No. 127 was still trying to fight back. After his vascular tentacles penetrated the Butcher's body, he tried his best to paralyze the Butcher again. Unfortunately, suddenly, the Butcher's whole body swelled up like an inflated ball. , his eyes are also red! No. 127 suddenly felt that he was faced with a mountain that looked like a high wall collapsing from top to bottom and pressing him down.
Powerful magic spell: crazy state blessing!
Such pressure immediately broke the fragile balance between the two. The huge Thousand Man Slash drew seven or eight terrible blood marks in the air. The sharp blade slashed across and cut No. 127 in half alive!
In the final analysis, No. 127 is actually just a person with special mental strength.
Even though he has special skills, his close combat effectiveness is not stronger than that of a butcher who specializes in close combat. The strength of No. 127 lies in the corrosiveness of the flesh and blood absorbed from the body. There are also the sharp and dense veins flying all over the sky, and of course the most important thing is his shielded vision and mental power detection misalignment.
Apart from these, it can be said that No. 127's melee combat ability is definitely not as good as the Butcher's. His corrosive flesh and blood are ineffective against the Butcher who can spew purple-black poisonous gas. After the terrible veins were interrupted by Fang Lin, less than five points remained. One, although the visual shielding and mental power detection misalignment are still in effect. But for Fang Lin, he doesn't know why it doesn't work!
Under such circumstances, it makes sense that No. 127 is not the Butcher's opponent at all. No. 127, who was cut in half, was cut to the body hidden in it with this knife. He pointed at Fang Lin and snarled violently with his lips, but he couldn't say a single word, so that the pair of dark green pupils that were gradually losing their luster passed by. The last image was that of a figure that made people feel like they were standing on a mountaintop when they saw it, and of course the faint sarcastic smile at the corner of Fang Lin's mouth.
"Contestant No. 127's physical strength has dropped below 1/10, which meets the conditions for failure."
"You defeated player No. 127."
"You get the bet. 15,000 points."
Fang Lin walked up to No. 127, who was still twitching and twisting, and said calmly:
"Want to know why I can see?"
No. 127 was still in a death struggle at this time and was not completely dead yet. He gasped sharply when he heard Fang Lin's words, and dug deep dents into the ground with his five fingers! He is really eager to know the answer to this question, because he can quickly find out the hidden dangers of his skills. Avoid failure next time.
"Give me 20,000 points. I'll tell you." Fang Lin suddenly said with a mysterious smile. It's a pity that No. 127 couldn't see the expression on his face, otherwise a chill would definitely rise in his heart.
No. 127 didn't say anything, just traded 20,000 points over and gasped hoarsely:
"Speak quickly, I don't have much time."
Fang Lin accepted the 20,000 points with a smile and said with a slight smile: "I just said goodbye casually."
When this bitch said goodbye, she had already stepped on No. 127's face. No. 127 was really blinded. I never thought that there would be such a shameless person in the world.
It wasn't until No. 127 disappeared into the air that Fang Lin's expression became serious and he said calmly:
"Your ability to shield vision is indeed very powerful. Even the detection of mental power can interfere with blurring and dislocation... It's a pity that you met me! When I entered the square, I had already removed every plant and tree in this wide square. , the location of each stone and brick has been compulsorily memorized, so although the mental detection has become hazy and misplaced. But as soon as I come into contact with the unique landmark building on the square-------that The statue is placed on the ground. It can be deduced that the deviation distance between the dislocated scenery in the eyes and the actual scenery is 7.8 meters to the left, thus easily understanding the normal situation. Based on this data, you It seems to be directly in front of me, but your actual position is 7.8 meters to the left. Of course, it is impossible for normal people to have such a strong sense of direction data and be able to accurately calculate left movement on every scene with the naked eye. The distance is 7.8 meters, but I can do it effortlessly, so I know your situation well!"