Cold Blade of Doom

The cold air left over from winter made the nights in early spring still cold. In the middle of the night, many people had already huddled up and hugged themselves in bed to keep warm, and Baili Zui, who was still very warm in only thin black clothes, was the first to become a supernatural being. Feeling cold for the first time.The surrounding walls looked old, some of the wall ash had peeled off from the wall, and although the wooden boards on the ground were cold, it was not as cold as the death of the person who gave her life in front of her.

She has a pair of very bright eyes. She used to be a first-class sniper in the army. For the same target and the same task, at most, only one or two of the best can match her, and no one can surpass her. she.But this does not mean that there is really someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with her. The target is dead. Even if there is a living target, but under certain rules, it is not that there is no one who is talented and willing to work hard. Able to hit every shot without missing a shot, this is the sharpshooter in the army.But just because it is just aiming and shooting, of course there are people who can do the work that Bailizui can do, but very few, but if we go deeper on this basis, such as whether the bullet will always be in the same position, such as 300 meters With the insurmountable shooting distance of [-] meters and [-] meters, Bailizui can shoot without missing a shot, but if it were someone else, it might not be enough.

This is where a person really excels.

The distance between her and others lies in that, for example, she can easily lend others 50 yuan, and she can also lend others 500 million yuan, 5000 million yuan... But looking at other people who seem to be at the same height as her, at the beginning, 50 yuan They can also borrow, but as the number gradually increases, it becomes difficult for them to bear it.This is height.

But on this night, in this dark and dry basement, no matter how much higher her reaction and strength were than others, she was just a tiny wave in front of the ruthless god of death, unable to stir up any waves.She watched the middle-aged woman she had only seen a few times pull the trigger so easily, and watched the emaciated woman whose stunningly beautiful face in the photo exploded directly. , with some feelings.

Her heart was like diving too deep and she forgot to beat. At that moment, her brain really lost all response, and there were only red flowers in front of her eyes.

It looks like fog, cloud and rain, but in essence, it is actually a group of bloody water, which formed a mist due to the huge force of the explosion, and some pure white, which is brains and bones scattered in the air together.

And Baili Xiang, after realizing what he had done, turned the gun around and pointed it at Baili Zui without hesitation, and pulled the trigger without hesitation... "Bang!"

It just happened in an instant, from the time when the woman firmly held the old man's hand and pulled the trigger, to the moment when the head turned into a cloud of white and red blood mist under the high-powered gun, and then to the bullets fired by the old man mercilessly wiped Over the arm of Bailizui, maybe there is not even a blink of an eye.Baili Zui was still a little dazed as he dodged the bullet purely by instinct.

Why?If you can live, don't you have to live?Why did she give up hope of life so easily?She covered her head with one hand, and took out her knife with the other hand, bullets fell one by one as the light of the knife fluttered, and the energy attached to the knife covered the entire snow-white and gorgeous blade that exuded sharp light , A black halo like ink shrouded the entire blade, but there was no incongruity.It seemed that the knife was born so simple and unpretentious, and the blade even seemed to be just a piece of black iron, which could not even reflect the slightest light.

This does not seem to be a good knife, and no one would be willing to use it to chop firewood just from its appearance, but with the crisp impact sound, Baili Xiangqian saw that the so-called "pocket cannon" from his hand The bullets fired from Sand Eagle that could kill the supernatural beings were blocked one by one.Unbelievable, unbelievable, there wasn't even a single dent on the blade of that knife.Bailixiang was shocked, and in a hurry, someone had already stood in front of him, defending him against Bailizui's counterattack.

Bailizui had already forgotten the previous things, and now she was so focused on walking towards Bailixiang with a knife in her hand, the blade was pitch black, as if it had sucked in all the light in the room, she walked step by step, walked over The cold and decayed wooden floor, there is no movement in the eyes.She became very quiet and indifferent, and when she put the knife on Bailixiang's neck, she didn't show any expression.Just like an employee doing an ordinary job, repeating his own value in the same actions.Almost before her knife touched Bailixiang, Bailixiang's neck was numb from the cold. Of course, this kind of terrifying power was not the result of an old man with no supernatural powers. A powerful pistol can be resisted, especially when you are already close, the power that a pistol can exert is not as powerful as a small knife.

At this time, there were already some supernatural beings standing in front of the old man, bearing Baili Zui's anger for him.

The first supernatural user only blocked it, causing Bailixiang to temporarily escape from the bone-piercing cold, but was split in two by the knife. Bailizui didn't stop walking, and the knife in her hand touched The moment the blood was applied, the red color disappeared without a trace, and it was still black like ink, as if the blood had been absorbed by the blade, but the fact is that the blade was not stained with blood at all, and the blood drops and water were already mixed with the blade the moment it touched the blade. The blade was separated, and a beautiful snowflake was drawn in the air, with boundless beauty in the cruelty.

She stepped forward, and the steel shield that the second supernatural being hastily threw out to stop her was cut in half, and he behind the shield was also cut in half.

She took another step forward, and the scorching high temperature swept from the front. In an instant, the metal was melted and the iron was melted. The wall burned and melted because it could not bear the high temperature, and the steel bars melted into molten iron again. She continued to move forward. The blade was pulled obliquely in front of him, miraculously opened a cool passage, those flames were burning outside the passage, the tongues of flames kept wrapping around the edge of the passage, but they couldn't even enter the passage.Feeling the surging fire energy, the vortex in Bailizui's body seemed to be very excited, spinning continuously, and soon many of the flames were absorbed by Bailizui, and the scorching feeling filled the body, which was a bit uncomfortable but not difficult Suffering, Bailizui was so focused on killing Bailixiang that she didn't even notice the flames entering her body, let alone feel any discomfort.

Those supernatural beings who suddenly appeared in front of Bailixiang couldn't help being horrified when they saw this scene. Everyone had expressions of fear on their faces. What kind of terrifying monster is this? It can devour flames. What about other abilities?Can she accept it?God, it's too scary. How can this kind of opponent who has no hindrance, no harm, or even help in the supernatural ability be able to beat it?In an instant, they retreated in unison, the fear of Baili Zui in their hearts was never more violent than at this moment.

People who can understand things that are different from ordinary people, such as manipulating elements such as water and fire, are supernatural beings, but those who can devour these supernatural abilities are listed as monsters by them.Only in front of the invincible strongman and fierce beast who loses the desire to fight at the first glance, people will regard each other as a monster. This is the natural self-protection program of the weak. I can't beat him, because He is not human, he is simply a monster.

And what is the monster?Is Godzilla really that horrible and abominable?

That kind of hasty parry naturally couldn't stop Bailizui, but after the few supernatural beings in front paid the price with their lives, Bailixiang was still firmly protected at the rear, forming a relatively safe buffer.There are at least a dozen supernatural beings blocking Bailizui in the middle, and the two most powerful ones are protecting the old man. Naturally, Bailizui doesn't care about this, she just moves forward extremely fast, adhering to She has a belief: kill him, and those who hinder her from doing this are all obstacles. When she is walking on the mountain road, she cuts trees, grass, and hard bamboos. Split, that is.

Stepping on the blood on the ground, the young woman with a knife slowly approached the old man. Her eyes were calm, but the blue runes under the corners of her eyes became more and more vivid, as if alive, like a butterfly ready to fly at any time , and like a sharp knife, as if the next moment, it would kill the old man's heart and drink his turbid blood that had already decayed.

Then spit it out.

From one end of the room to the other, the road is actually not long, but it is full of swords and blood. It is only a few short steps, but Bailizui feels that it is better than climbing a few steps on the incomparably steep cliff. Tired for days and nights, killing several people with abilities of the same level in a row, she seems to be calm and composed, but she has suffered a lot. It is just that those abilities absorbed temporarily cannot be used as a bargaining chip to support her in the fight before they are absorbed. .When there were only four people left in the room, her hand holding the knife trembled slightly, but the trembling was extremely slight, even smaller than the touching micro-expressions of the actor and actress in Oscar movies, and the same as the latter. In the process of concealment, the intention of making the audience see and understand and then move is different. The slight trembling of the handle must not be noticed, otherwise it will be a more tragic and fierce battle.She took a breath, which was calm and long, and seemed to be no different from the previous ones, but the slightly longer breathing rhythm was Bailizui's tiny movements to adjust her fatigue, which of course would not cause any pain. The attention of others, especially in this dignified and depressing atmosphere.

But someone in the dark keenly saw this slightly longer breath, and she also saw the extremely subtle trembling before.

She clenched the dagger in her hand, and then let it go. This action lasted for a long time, and she was vacillating between the two moods.