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Before they could react, Qian Ren, who was freed from the imprisonment and unsealed, suddenly moved!

Eagle strike!

Accompanied by a frightening howl of an eagle, the figure of Qian Ren in the form of a mutated ghost general flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the wandering **** of the ten-foot-high world of mortals!

After standing still in front of the parading god, he saw the long knife in his hand waved casually, and saw a sudden injury on the baby's head—

-6744!

As the damage that didn't trigger a critical strike but stunned everyone jumped out, the parading **** was stunned, and then he was instantly killed without any accidents!

Immediately afterwards, without giving the other people in Zhenbao Pavilion any time to react, Qian Ren, who had sent away a parade full of blood with a knife, moved, and came to Shizhang Hongchen again!

call-

With the second swing of the saber, a golden light suddenly burst from Shizhang Hongchen's body, and a terrifying wound suddenly appeared above her head, '9244'!

"I'm coughing, coughing!!"

"What the fuck... what the **** is the Gouba damage? Is this a stat that humans can type out?!"

"9244...I did the math, this knife can take me away twice..."

"Come on! Who can stop him!"

Under this brutal critical strike, Shizhang Hongchen directly performed a death at the speed of light. At the same time, the group of five from Zhenbao Pavilion who was sitting in front of the computer almost died.

But before they plugged in the oxygen tube, Qian Ren moved again, and came to the Misty Immortal of VERON in the Western Paradise.

Whoops—

Crit - 13266!

The third knife fell, and with a five-figure damage suddenly jumped out, the onlookers who were still frantically discussing the second knife just now and the people in Zhenbao Pavilion suddenly seemed to have their vocal cords cut off collectively, and they all went dumb!

And at the same time that everyone's brains were shut down by the incredible damage caused by the knife, Qian Ren's figure flashed, and he came to Xitian Veron himself again.

"Don't..."

Seeing the "twin" brothers who suddenly appeared in front of him, Xi Tian VERON, who is also a mutant ghost general, was flustered. He watched the opponent's sword suddenly fall, and instantly detonated a golden light on him!

crit—

-10984!

"Well…"

As another suffocating five-figure damage floated out, Xi Tian VERON, who turned into a mutated ghost general like Qian Ren, seemed to be a six-eared macaque caught by the real body, and groaned and collapsed directly on the floor !

"???"

"no…"

"Is it the player or the baby who cut it?"

"Can anyone tell me what happened just now? Is this the same game I played?"

"It's 10,000 yuan to cut a blood baby, and I can barely understand it, but it's more than 10,000 yuan to cut this top-level server, isn't it a bit exaggerated?"

"This Tang Dynasty just finished sweeping last round, and now he is in vain. It is not impossible to cut him more than 1W with Brother Renzi's unreasonable damage..."

"Question! It is known that Brother Renzi critically hit a top-level server fighting Datang 11,000. If it were us, what should we do to withstand this attack?"

"Suppress your sister, what do you take? Do you have your household registration book?"

"To tell you the truth, a household registration book may not be able to withstand..."

At the same time that Xitian VERON was instantly killed by a thousand-blade critical strike of 1W1, the players on the two servers in the appearance battle had been completely blown up, all of them were staring in disbelief, and felt that everything just now was like an illusion!

While these players continued to stir up pots, Qian Ren's figure once again appeared in front of the old uncle's fairy in the mist.

call-

+6477!

With a swing of the saber, it was a little surprising that Qian Ren's saber did not send the Misty Immortal away, but directly triggered Shenyou to revive the opponent with full blood.

But then, when Qian Ren stepped forward and was about to cut out his sixth knife, he saw the Misty Immortal who had just been blessed by God quickly stick up and protect his master!

At the same time that the Immortal in the Wuzhong posted it, Qian Ren's last knife also fell right after him!

crit—

-8664!

-4892!

As a large ball of golden light burst out again, the Immortal in the Fog froze, and flew out of the field in an instant!

And at the same time that the Immortal in the Mist was chopped off, the old uncle protected by it also softened at the same time, and fell to his knees on the floor as soon as his head dropped...

"Go to his grandma's leg, and hit him with a hammer!"

"It was completely pressed to the ground and killed as a pig..."

"From tomorrow onwards, I will not be online for the time being. Don't look for me. I want to find a place to be alone..."

"I don't want to play anymore, it's boring."

"I'm so tired, let's end it soon..."

At the same time that the old uncle favored flying people, the mentality of the five members of Zhenbao Pavilion had completely collapsed, and they could no longer ignite the slightest fighting spirit.

If Bianliang City, which lacks a thousand blades, is still like a serious top team, as long as it is handled properly, it will have a chance to wrestle with the opponent. .

Then Bianliang City, which has a thousand blades, is an out-and-out space team. The moment he flew out of the eagle strike, it was like a three-body man launching a two-way foil, which was a thorough dimensionality reduction blow!

Under the crushing damage beyond ordinary people's understanding, any tactics are meaningless, because these tactics were prepared for human beings from the beginning, and the heaven-defying creatures like Qian Ren are not included in this list at all.

At this time, the Zhenbao Pavilion representative team had completely given up struggling, and even the players watching the game on the Zhenbao Pavilion server forgot to curse.

At this time, everyone focused their eyes on Qian Ren who had returned to the queue in Bianliang City, but felt that this god-like man seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, which he couldn't see through at all.

"I said Master Fang, you lion camel... It's too foul! According to the United Nations regulations, it is completely a weapon of mass destruction, and you should use it with caution in the future!"

Looking at the opposite side of the Zhenbao Pavilion where the blood flowed into a river under the attack of the thousand-blade eagle ~lightnovelpub.net~ The cute-faced beast who witnessed this human tragedy finally came back to his senses and swallowed hard After drooling, he said cautiously.

Hearing this, before Fang Yun could open his mouth, Su Jiu sighed, "It's too scary! I feel that if I were on the opposite side, I might not be able to withstand your critical strike. It's really outrageous!"

"...I have to smoke another cigarette to suppress my shock."

At the same time, there was a sound of a lighter from Huang He's side. This was already his third cigarette.

Really amused by the reactions of these guys, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile, and said: "Look at your worthless looks, can you learn from Rumeng? You are all messing with me. It depends on how calm you are. "

As he was speaking, he was about to ask Liu Ximeng if he had perfectly recorded his heroic appearance just now, but he heard the other party speak suddenly.

"Boss, my roommate asked if you need a wife, they want to compete for the job..."

Listening to Liu Ximeng's reluctant inquiry in the voice, Fang Yun's expression, which was still smiling, froze suddenly...