"Lin Xiaotian, immediately grab it with your hands and let it go, maybe I can spare you a death!"
Lin Xiaotian slowly raised his head. Although he tried his best to fight back, he was still injured. He stretched out his tongue and slowly licked the blood dripping from his hand. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, as if he was enjoying a rare delicacy. The careless unruly attitude and gloomy gaze revealed a terrible cruelty. At this moment, he is simply a bloodthirsty beast!
The mercenaries couldn't help but feel chills: How many people are we going to die before we can take this terrible demon? They are even more worried that they must not have their own names on the list of victims.
I don't know who shouted: "The legendary mercenary king and brave Grins is here.
The mercenaries who were still extremely frustrated before, in an instant, regained their confidence.
Grins shouted: "Everyone, follow me!
At the same time when the order was given, Lin Xiaotian did not retreat, but instead rushed into a group of mercenaries. In an instant, a large number of people rushed up, countless hands and feet stretched out towards him from all directions, and someone shouted excitedly: "I caught him~! I caught him~!!.
But they were still happy too early. Lin Xiaotian smiled coldly, and didn't see how he moved, the beam saber in his hand was radiant, and a dazzling ball of light suddenly appeared beside him. No one could count how many knives he had issued at that instant.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Almost instantly, the four closest mercenaries were the first to be twisted into pieces by the ball of light. Those who were a little further away couldn't get back all over, and they had their hands and feet cut off. In the dazzling light of the knife, countless broken human limbs, pieces of meat, blood and other debris shot in all directions. A large amount of blood was splashed on the wall more than ten meters away, and the terrible screams continued. Within a four-meter radius centered on Lin Xiaotian, there was no second person standing, only the scattered limbs and pools of red blood. Several severely wounded mercenaries rolled around on the ground, groaning in pain. This scene alone is enough to wipe out the courage of the bravest.
Seeing that no one dared to come up and do something, Lin Xiaotian smiled evilly, with indescribable contempt and pride, as if laughing at his opponent's timidity. Facing hundreds of thousands of masters alone, he can actually smile like this.
On this evening, the mercenaries, who have always been brave and proud, finally saw what “fear” is. Lin Xiaotian roared in a low voice like a terrifying whirlwind, rushing straight into the besieging crowd. In an instant, a bloody storm was set off, and the mercenaries screamed again and again, facing Lin Xiaotian’s crazy hurricane. The mercenaries fell one by one like the straw blown down by the strong wind. At this time, the advantage in number has become the disadvantage of the mercenaries, because they are afraid of hurting their own people by mistake, and everyone does not dare to play in the way. On the contrary, Lin Xiaotian has no worries in this regard. As far as he is concerned, he will be given a knife as long as he can move, without thinking at all.
No one can stop Lin Xiaotian's sharp knife and thunder strike. His moves seem to be simple, with only a few simple formulas: slash, slash, and stab. There are no tricks and tricks, but they are incredibly fast, as fast as electricity and thunder. The mercenaries often only saw the silhouette of the person flashing, the yellow light flashed, and a certain part of their body-hands, feet, and head-had been lost.
Grinds's face was pale, because he was afraid of accidentally hurting his own person, he couldn't make a move. What he found even more terrifying was that Lin Xiaotian could make a knife at any angle of his body! He can shoot from the front, back, sideways, backhand, and even crotch, without any loss of speed. For him, there is no dead end for defense, and he can resist any attack from any angle. He sometimes hits directly, as if he fought and dashed desperately, killing the besieging mercenaries crying and screaming, but before a large group of enemies surrounded him, he flickered and disappeared in place. He never stayed in one place. The place rushes from the left to the right, erratic. In the last second he was still swinging the knife on the flat ground, and in the next second he had appeared in a place more than ten meters away to kill, his body was so fast that he looked like a ghost and was unpredictable. The mercenaries completely lost the possibility of using their numerical superiority to carry out a siege.
Flesh and flesh fly, screaming ceaselessly. The entire game venue became a bright red Shura hell field, with messy limbs and blood all over the floor. No one knows how many masters in the mercenary world who were once all-powerful in the chaos have inexplicably become Lin Xiaotian's ghosts under the sword. The objects he attacked were all middle and higher-level mercenaries who were not very powerful in martial arts. With the help of the crowd, he avoided masters like Grins far away. Although they kept chasing after Lin Xiaotian, they couldn't keep up with Lin Xiaotian's speed. They could only watch him run wild, as if into a man's land. Under his supernatural killing and wounding, the mercenaries fell one after another. Later, no one dared to block his way. As soon as he saw his terrifying figure approaching, the mercenaries screamed and fled in embarrassment. On this day, the common sense of "many people are powerful" was completely overthrown. A large group of mercenaries were screamed "Wow" by a Lin Xiaotian who was killed, jumping up and down, a group of people scurrying around the arena like headless flies, Lin Xiaotian killed east, they went west to hide, Lin Xiaotian killed To the west, they hurried to the east again, as if everyone was playing a game of eagle catching chicks in the house. Some are smarter, just lie on the ground and smear a little blood on their face to pretend to be a dead body (so a large group of people stepped on him.)
Mercenary Wang Gelunsi is angry, so many people can't take a Lin Xiaotian! Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, he was furious: all the elites of the mercenary world who died, those high-level mercenaries who can recruit good combatants, are the most precious wealth of their mercenary union. Grins let out a low cry, and all the masters jumped up and intercepted in midair. Different from the siege of the crowds of Wutai just now, the top masters gathered around Grinds now, each of them performed their unique skills, and the countless punches and palm winds gathered together into a terrible force to attack the midair at the same time. Lin Xiaotian in the middle. Although it was a hasty combination, the power of their joint attack was not something that any physical body could resist!
With a muffled "bang", Lin Xiaotian fisted Grins who intercepted him in the air, using his force to change the direction of the leap, and he was throwing towards the door.
"No! He's going to run away!" As soon as the voice fell, several strong men flew out of the interception diagonally. They all knew Grinds's strength. No matter how good Ren Lin Xiaotian was, he confronted Grinds. After the punch, he must have not been able to ease his breath, it is a great opportunity to kill him! Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaotian changed direction again. The masters in mid-air rushed into the air again, and when they were feeling depressed, suddenly another figure quickly grabbed it and stuck it behind Lin Xiaotian like a ghost.
Lin Xiaotian discovered that this figure was the middle-aged man who had been out to provoke before. The middle-aged man silently stamped a palm on Lin Xiaotian's back, and immediately retreated with strength. Following the palm of his hand, Lin Xiaotian's leaping figure suddenly stopped, staggering forward a few steps, it seemed that he was seriously injured.
The mercenary masters shouted in unison, and finally someone hurt this terrible guy.
After Lin Xiaotian spit out a mouthful of blood, he stood there, facing the wheel tactics of so many masters, no matter how strong he was, he could not take any advantage. "Let's run, leave the green hills, not afraid that there will be no firewood" This is the only thought in Lin Xiaotian's mind at this moment.
"Ghost Combat Skill Third Type-Ghosts and Gods Remnants"~! "
The ghosts and ghosts were originally used as an attack skill, but in order to escape, Lin Xiaotian could only use this skill to distract the enemy. I saw him flashing in place, and dozens of identical figures were immediately differentiated. In an instant, dozens of figures ran in dozens of different directions.
"Stop him, only one of them is the real body." Seeing Lin Xiaotian was about to flee, Grins immediately commanded: "All the ghosts and ghosts are divided into entities, but their power will be much weaker than the main body. Everyone is based on a team. Kill alone.
After receiving the order, many masters used the mercenary group as the unit to continuously round up the afterimages of Lin Xiaotian with their numerical superiority.
Lin Xiaotian secretly yelled badly. After all, the number of mercenaries was dozens of times that of his clone. If this continued, he might have been encircled and killed before he could escape. Thinking of this, Lin Xiaotian immediately sent a signal to his clones, and all the clones went ghostly. Although the ghost steps of the clone are much slower than the entity, at least ordinary masters can't keep up with that speed. The result is that the chance of survival of the clone is greatly increased.
Finally, under the cover of the clones, Lin Xiaotian broke out from the crowd. Seeing no one followed, Lin Xiaotian instantly retracted the ghosts and ghosts and ran away at his limit speed.
The masters who were besieging the afterimage suddenly lost their opponents, and suddenly it was Monk Zhang Er who was puzzled. It was Grinds who reflected it first and shouted: "No, the subject has escaped, hurry up. The masters just realized it and chased Lin Xiaotian in small groups.