The Great World

Every moment is in crisis.

I realized my marksmanship.

The quick gun was not fast at first, but here, in order to survive, it has been sublimated into a quick grab.

Speaking of this, the slave soldier couldn't help but flashed a light in his eyes, The fastest gun.

Just shoot quickly? Zhang Jian asked aloud.

The slave soldier shook his head, full of confidence.

Of course more than that, Boss, think about it carefully, if there is only a fast gun, can I come out of this place called Shura Hell alive...

The Dragon Spear swept out, and read out a very interesting sentence that I saw recently: When autumn comes, September 8th...

Zhang Jian added in a timely manner: You will kill the flowers after a thousand years?

The slave soldier's face froze.

He who is obsessed with the Internet world naturally knows what Millennium Killing means.

Zhang Jian knew that he was destroying the atmosphere, so he explained in order to avoid the misunderstanding of the slave soldiers, This place is too depressing for me, it's like a big stone is pressing on my heart, and I can't breathe due to the pressure.

The slave soldier nodded.

As a person who has experienced it himself, he naturally understands it.

The sentence Zhang Jian answered was just a joke, enliven the atmosphere, and relieved the depression in his heart.

The Dragon Spear swept out with great force, hitting the dead tree trunk.

boom--

There was a finger-thick opening on the trunk, and inside was already a bunch of fluffy wood flakes.

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

Spread out the power.

Rely on the strength of the wrist?

The power of a slave soldier to draw a gun is ten tons.

It must have used more than just wrist strength.

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

Judging by his expression, the slave soldiers are extremely confident in their naming skills.

Really fanciful confidence.

...

10,000 meters away.

Interference by unknown forces.

When the two could see each other, their cheeks were flushed, and their panting became unnatural.

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

Cheng Xuan will definitely tell the kitchen monster as well.

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

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

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

If you don't fight and unleash your anger, the kitchen monster will explode!

have to say.

The unknown force interfered too much with the kitchen demon.

The kitchen monster itself is in the stage of groping for its own path, and it is about to complete today, but it encounters this ancient battlefield that affects the mind.

The kitchen demon felt vaguely in his heart.

The breakthrough is in this battle.

He felt the man walking towards him with a gun, surrounding him.

That's martial arts.

He felt the dao of the sword that seemed to belong to the same level in the sword god.

However, the quality and level of the opponent was beyond his expectation.

Bronze, second rank!

High quality can feel the quality of low quality, and so on.

The same quality can be felt at a higher level.

In addition, certain source arts and characteristics have to be excluded.

For example, the origin technique Eagle Eye can spy on the opponent's data.

The characteristic is the eye of the heart, which locks the opponent's weakness and gives information at the same time.

The kitchen monster lowered its eyes slightly, and murmured softly, Are you the same person as me?

With that said, he drew his knife.

Swing up and down from left to right.

In an instant, the air exploded.

A dazzling sword slashed out!

The slave soldier's eyes were fixed, his whole body was tense, and the Dragon Spear began to dance.

The tip of the gun repeatedly hit the light of the knife, and the tip of the toe touched the ground, and retreated violently.

The light of the knife is broken inch by inch.

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

The sharp light of the saber continued continuously, and the Dragon Spear continued to be fired.

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

But the slave soldiers kept moving backwards.

It was completely impossible to find an opportunity to take advantage of the kitchen demon's offensive, but was suppressed all the time.

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

In fact, both sides are extremely solemn.

The slave soldiers and kitchen monsters all know that the opponent is not simple.

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

However, the quality of the slave soldiers limited him.

Only by finding a chance, turning on the bullet time, and then perfectly transforming that thunder move into a source technique, can he have a chance to defeat the opponent.

Moreover, the ancient battlefield also became a great help for the slave soldiers at this time.

The kitchen monster's eyes widened, and there were countless bloodshot eyes.

In the ancient battlefield, the stronger the living body, the more affected it will be.

It will not have a direct impact on humans with weak physical strength.

At most, it is a depressive psychological feeling.

But the source beast is different, the majestic blood energy and the wonderful source power will all be turned into shackles at this moment, and Lao Lao will be tied to the body, unable to move.

The light of the knife kept on, getting faster and faster, and the roar played a grand symphony.

From the flash of the sword, the slave soldiers felt restlessness and killing intent.

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

Even if the slave soldiers who walked through the ancient battlefield were not in their previous bodies, they were not affected in the slightest.

Here, instead, he is like a dragon returning to the sea, everything is at his fingertips.

Memories from the past gradually emerged in my mind.

It was life and death fights again and again, standing out from the rain of blood, being able to survive...

martial arts.

It's now! The slave soldier's eyes lit up, and he shouted angrily like thunder, and a shot formed an arc in front of him, and the light of the knife was immediately swept away.

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

The prototype of Thunder has been formed!

If you don't rush at this time, when will you wait?

The slave soldiers rushed forward with guns, and their bodies rushed left and right. Occasionally, they would choose to stay when faced with the unavoidable sword light, sweep away the sword light and continue to move forward.

As he approached, the slave soldier stomped his feet hard, and the whole person jumped into the air.

The engraving on the surface of the Dragon Spear seemed to come to life. In the bright red eyes of the kitchen monster, the dragon pattern seemed to tear through the body of the gun and attack from the air!

Wait until autumn comes, September 8th!

The indifferent and bloody words of the slave soldiers resounded over the ancient battlefield.

There was a roar of life in the voice.

It is an announcement to this ancient battlefield.

I've been through it once, and now I'm just going through it again.

Zhang Jian glanced at the system.

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

Thunder!

For the slave soldiers yelling slogans, Zhang Jian felt that it was not abrupt, but with the slave soldiers in the sky at this time, it made people feel excited.

Wait until autumn comes on September 8!

Hot mouth and small eyes rolled slightly, obviously seeing the difference between the two origin beasts.

The atmosphere of the ancient battlefield, that special power, did not have the slightest effect on the slave soldiers, and seemed to make the slave soldiers more motivated!

On the other hand, the kitchen demon, while dealing with the battle, also suppressed that special force.

only.

Will the suppression of rank and quality be easily broken? !

If it does break, there will be an earthquake!

Set off the end of the world in Beast Master!

It is impossible for a Tier 2 Bronze to defeat a Tier 5 Epic, even with field suppression!

On weekdays, anyone who dares to say that would be the first to go up and give him a mouthful.

You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately.

Could it be that the insurmountable tightness that has been insurmountable for thousands of years will be broken by Zhang Jian's slave soldiers today?!

Emperor penguins speak at the right time.

Hot mouth focused on the slave soldiers, while he was silently observing the chef.

As a kitchen monster guided by a sword god, is it really so unbearable?