Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Hehehe..." The silver-haired woman smiled strangely at this time, as if seeing the beauty become so embarrassed made her feel very happy.

Maybe it’s right in response to that sentence, why are you not stained with dust, why are you clean and white, don’t sit on a high platform, you will fall down and fall into the dust!

While the two women were interacting passionately, Fang Xiu didn't watch the excitement, but kept shooting and killing the tricky slaves who rushed up from all around.

Soon, he killed more than a dozen cunning slaves, but only traveled less than a few meters.

The situation was very critical at this time. The green candlelight from the bronze candlestick was like a huge glass cover, covering Fang Xiu and the others. reduce.

As a result, more and more crafty slaves surrounded him, and they were completely surrounded.

Zhao Hao's blood volume was almost bottomed out, and he couldn't even stand upright, relying entirely on Liu Shuai's support.

Fang Xiu watched all this calmly, he knew very well that his team was about to reach its limit.

Shen Lingxue was shot into the ground, Zhao Hao and Liu Shuai lost a lot of blood.

And after killing more than a dozen weird ones, his spirituality has been halved.

Fang Xiu can no longer use his spirituality easily, because he wants to use his spirituality to activate his blood pupils.

His previous plan was to let Zhao Hao and the others use the bronze candlestick and Shen Lingxue's flame attack to open the way, so that he could successfully approach the silver-haired woman, and then use the blood pupil to execute the beheading plan.

But at this time, the silver-haired woman is still tens of meters away, and the blood pupil cannot be activated at this distance.

The blood pupil is a spiritual impact, but if the distance is too far, the spirituality cannot spread that far.

It sounds useless, but the power of Xuetong is beyond doubt.

The blood pupil is the product of evolution after Lin Ziyang's distortion, and it has crossed over to the second-order category.

So as long as you get close, the blood pupil can definitely cause harm to the silver-haired woman.

And when the time comes, Fang Xiu can take advantage of the moment when the other party falls into a brief coma, and kill her with one blow.

Relying on the power of pain, the second-tier Imperial Spirit Master is also a one-hit kill.

After killing the silver-haired woman, he can concentrate on enjoying the thrill of killing hairy hair.

It's just a pity that plans can never keep up with changes.

In fact, from the moment the black hand behind the scenes appeared, the balance of victory began to tilt.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the mastermind behind the scenes was Wei Wei, but they didn't expect that it was a combination of Wei Wei and the master of spirits.

The combination of the two is completely the effect of one plus one greater than two.

Just when Fang Xiu was considering whether to choose death and start over again, or use the scalpel's trump card to fight now, a confident, sunny and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother Hugh, please step aside."

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. He didn't expect that there would be a stranger behind him. When?

When he looked back, he saw a man with a height of 1.8 meters [-], three-dimensional and exquisite features, fair skin, combed back hair, a man with a figure like a model, smiling and looking at the tricky slaves around him.

Although the man's smile was shallow, it was full of confidence and sunshine.

It was obviously a shallow smile, but it seemed to have dispelled the haze and terror around it, possessing a convincing power.

A good sunny and cheerful boy.

It is said that the end of a hairstyle is the back of the head. This sentence is true. The back of the head is an extremely difficult hairstyle to control. A handsome back with a back can increase your temperament, and an ugly back with a back will only make you uglier.

The man in front of him is the former, not only does he not look greasy at all, but he shows his temperament.

Looking at the sunny and cheerful boy in front of him, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with doubt.

Why does this person look Haoli Haoqi, very similar to Zhao Hao, the ultimate version of Zhao Hao.

And he just yelled Brother Hugh.

Fang Xiu suddenly thought of Zhao Hao's ability. After eleven o'clock every day, he would become taller, handsomer, and muscular. His physical fitness was slightly enhanced, mainly to enhance his surname.

This made him involuntarily look down at the sunny and cheerful boy, and found that the bag was indeed bulging, much bigger than the Zhao Hao used to be.

Just this one glance, Fang Xiu is enough to conclude that the person in front of him is Zhao Hao.

The main reason is that Zhao Hao's surname ability is so eye-catching that people subconsciously ignore his prefix. Now that they see Zhao Hao's transformation, they know that this kid is really not lying, he is really a good material for being a duck.

His ability should not be called surname ability, but should be called Duck King Transformation.

"Daily?"

The sunny and cheerful boy's mouth curved into a charming arc: "It's me.

Brother Hugh, I know you are surprised now, but please don't be surprised, because the more surprised ones will come later. "

As Zhao Hao said, he casually handed the bronze candlestick to Liu Shuai.

Afterwards, he passed Fang Xiu, walked steadily, with his hands in his pockets, with a proud expression, and walked towards the trick slaves alone.

He was obviously surrounded, but he stepped out of a posture of surrounding all the slaves by himself.

Soon, Zhao Hao walked out of the range protected by the candlelight, and all the treacherous slaves rushed towards him like sharks smelling fishy when they saw him coming out.

At this time, Zhao Hao finally took his hands out of his trouser pockets, crossed his hands and pouted, and there was a crisp sound between his finger bones.

Facing the rushing crowd of trick slaves, he smiled proudly: "The time has come."

The voice has not yet fallen, whoosh!

Zhao Hao's figure disappeared in place like a ghost, and he rushed into the group of treacherous slaves like a tiger descending a mountain.

His hands opened suddenly, and the sly slaves on the left and right sides were instantly embraced by his iron-like arms, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. With just one collision, Zhao Hao knocked down more than 20 sly slaves.

You know, the strength of each of these sly slaves is far beyond ordinary people, and the hair strands that make up the body are even comparable to steel wires. Under this level of strength, unless the ability is a strengthening-type spirit master, it is difficult for others to do it. this level.

But Zhao Hao did it.

This collision also allowed him to successfully rush to the center of the group of treacherous slaves. Here, like a respectful tank, he began to rampage at will, opening and closing.

With a punch, a strange head was immediately exploded, turning into black hair all over the sky, fluttering in the wind.

With a kick, several strange ones flew upside down, knocking down a bunch of them like bowling balls.

Zhao Hao's current combat power is simply beyond the charts!

At this moment, Fang Xiu's mind echoed the phone call Zhao Hao made to himself when he first awakened his ability.

"My ability is that I will become handsome after eleven o'clock, and then my physical fitness will improve, and I will be full of tendons, but the improvement of physical fitness is only incidental, and the strongest is my ability! The golden gun can't fall down, and it can hang a hundred catty weights !"

So, this is the physical fitness that comes with it? ?

No matter how much you like yellow men, if you awaken this ability, you will definitely regard it as incidental immediately, right?

This understanding of one's own abilities is too biased.