The Great World

"It's in crisis all the time.

I realized my marksmanship.

The fast gun was originally not fast, here, in order to survive, it was sublimated into a fast grab. "

Speaking of this, a gleam of light flashed in the slave soldier's eyes, "The fastest gun."

"Just shoot it?" Zhang Jian asked aloud.

The slave soldier shook his head, full of confidence.

"Of course not only, boss, think about it carefully, if there is only a quick gun, can I live out of this place called the Asura Hell..."

The dragon spear swept out, and he read a sentence that I saw recently with a very artistic conception: "Wait until the autumn comes on September 8th..."

Zhang Jian added a sentence at the right time: "You will kill after a thousand years of blooming?"

The slave soldier's face froze.

He who is addicted to the online world naturally knows what the Millennium Kill means.

Zhang Jian knew that he was destroying the atmosphere, so he explained it so as not to misunderstand the slave soldiers. "This is too depressing for me, it's like a big rock pressing in my heart, and I can't breathe."

The slave soldier nodded.

As a personal experiencer, he naturally understands.

The sentence Zhang Jian took was a joke, active atmosphere, and relieved depression.

The dragon's spear that swept away sank vigorously and hit the dead wood trunk.

boom--

Fingers were cracked on the trunk, and there was already a bunch of wood wool inside.

If this is beaten on flesh and blood, I am afraid it will become a mass of rotten flesh.

Spread the power out.

Rely on the power of the wrist?

The slave soldier drew a shot with ten tons of power.

It must use more than wrist strength.

"Qi and blood, now it is physical strength, not physical strength." The slave soldier explained, adding at the end, "I call it thunder."

Judging from the expression, the slave soldier was extremely confident in his skill in naming his moves.

It's really self-confidence.

...

Ten thousand meters away.

Interference from unknown forces.

When the two could see both sides, their cheeks were flushed and panting became unnatural.

"End the battle as soon as possible." Zhang Jian stepped back silently, "Don't hurt Cheng Xuan."

Cheng Xuan would definitely admonish the Demon Chef.

Cheng Xuan, who was a hundred meters away from him, told the demon chef: "End the battle as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps tacitly, "Don't hurt Zhang Jian."

The kitchen demon's eyes were bloodshot, he picked up the kitchen knife around his waist, wiped it, and nodded deeply.

If you don't fight anymore, release your anger, and the Chef Demon will explode!

have to say.

Unknown power interferes too much with Chef Demon.

The Chef Demon himself was in the stage of exploring his own path, and at the moment of completion today, he encountered this ancient battlefield that affected his mind.

The chef demon felt vaguely in his heart.

Breakthrough is in this battle.

He felt the man approaching with a gun, surrounding him.

That is martial arts.

He felt a sword path that seemed to belong to the same level in the sword god.

However, the quality of the opponent's rank was beyond his expectations.

Bronze, second order!

High quality can feel the quality and level of low quality.

The same quality can be felt at a higher level.

In addition, some source techniques and characteristics have to be ruled out.

For example, Yuanshu Hawkeye can peek at the other party's information.

The eye of the characteristic heart, lock the opponent's weakness and give information at the same time.

The Chef Demon's eyes drooped slightly, and he murmured, "Are you the same person as me?"

After all, he drew out the knife.

Swipe up and up right in front of him.

In an instant, the air exploded.

A dazzling horse slashed out of the sword practice!

The slave soldier's eyes condensed, his body was tight, and his dragon spear moved.

The tip of the gun was repeatedly pointed on the light of the knife, and the tip of the toe hit the ground, retreating again and again.

The knife broke every inch.

One after another, the blade light struck, without giving the slave soldiers any time to breathe.

The sharp sword light continued, and the dragon spear continued to point out.

The light of the knife collided with the tip of the gun, and sparks splashed into a splendid curtain.

But the slave soldier's figure kept retreating.

It was completely impossible to find an opportunity from the offensive of the Chef Demon, but was suppressed all the time.

It seems that you come and go, relaxed and casual.

In fact, both parties are extremely solemn.

The slave soldier chef demon knows that the other party is not easy.

The pressure of the slave soldier comes from the majestic source of the kitchen monster. As for the skill, the sword technique is not perfect in the slave soldier's view, and it is full of flaws.

However, the quality of the slave soldier limited him.

Only by finding an opportunity, opening the bullet time, and turning that thunder-thunder attack into a source technique, can we have a chance to defeat the opponent.

Moreover, the ancient battlefield also became a big help to the slave soldiers at this time.

The Chef Demon's eyes widened, and there were countless bloodshot eyes.

In the ancient battlefield, the stronger the life form, the greater the impact.

It will not directly affect humans with weak physical strength.

At most it is a depressed psychological feeling.

The source beast is different, the majestic vitality and the wonderful source power will turn into a shackle at this moment, and they will be overwhelmed and unable to move.

The knives kept light, faster and faster, and the roar played a grand symphony.

With the swift blade light, the slave soldiers felt anxious and killing intent from it.

It was an abnormal killing intent, a killing intent that was distorted by the influence of the ancient battlefield!

The slave soldiers who have walked through the ancient battlefield are not affected at all, even if they are not their former bodies.

Here, he is like a dragon returning to the sea, everything is handy.

Previous memories gradually emerged in my mind.

It was a life and death fight again and again, standing out from the rain of blood and being able to live...

Martial arts.

"It's now!" The slave soldier's eyes were bright, and he shouted like a thunderous roar. A shot formed an arc in front of him, and the knife light was suddenly swept away.

The light of the knife slanted and hit the ground on one side, the soil burst and a deep gully appeared.

The prototype of the thunder has become!

Don't rush at this time, but wait when.

The slave soldiers rushed forward with their guns, and their figures rushed from left to right, occasionally choosing to stay when facing the unavoidable sword light, sweeping away the sword light and moving on.

As he approached, the slave soldier stepped hard with his feet and jumped into the air.

The carving on the surface of the dragon swimming gun seemed to come alive. In the bright red eyes of the chef demon, the dragon pattern seemed to tear the gun body and attacked in the air!

"Stay until autumn comes September 8th!"

The **** words of the slave soldiers resounded over the ancient battlefield in indifference.

The sound contains the roar of life.

It was an announcement made on this ancient battlefield.

I've gone through it once, but now it's just going again.

Zhang Jian glanced at the system.

A new source technique suddenly appeared in the slave soldier's source technique column.

Thunder!

Zhang Jian didn't think it was abrupt to the slave soldiers shouting the slogan. Pairing them with the slave soldiers at this time made people feel excited.

Until autumn comes September 8th!

Scorching his mouth and his small eyes rolled slightly, it was obvious that the two source beasts were different.

The atmosphere of the ancient battlefield, that special power, did not have the slightest effect on the slave soldiers, and it seemed to make the slave soldiers high-spirited!

On the other hand, Chef Demon, while dealing with the battle, also suppressed that special force.

only.

Will the suppression of rank and quality really break easily? !

If it really breaks, there will be an earthquake!

Set off the end of the world in the beastmaster!

The second-order bronze defeats the fifth-order epic, even if it is suppressed by the field, this is impossible!

On weekdays, anyone who dares to say this will definitely be the first to give him a mouthful.

You can eat rice, but you can't talk nonsense.

"Is it possible that the insurmountable tightness of the first-class quality will be broken by the slave soldiers of Zhang Jian today?!"

The emperor penguin spoke at the right time.

Tanzui's main focus was on the slave soldier, while he had been observing the Chef Demon silently.

As a chef demon with the guidance of the sword god, is it really so unbearable?