Disease Name Immortal

The main force of the four major groups was attracted by Xu Manyu.

At the same time, there is also a small part of the first echelon combat power that is above the main force... I don't know why they have never arrived.

In this gap, the members of the black chess group finally joined the battlefield at the end of the chaotic chess game.

Liu Bing raised his right arm and protected Jiang Bingshu and Zihuan behind him.

Zi Huan's eyes were a little weird. It stands to reason that no matter who she saw, she would always think about selling flowers.

But seeing the figure standing at one end of Huawu, Zi Huan didn't move.

"Sister Bingbing, we may be in big trouble. This is the leader of the black chess group...general."

Of course, Jiang Bingshu wouldn't be on the same page as this poor imitator.

He didn't even know what the philosophy of the black group was.

It's just a faint feeling from the words of the coach sister that this group of lunatics seems to think that the disease domain can allow humans to evolve.

Isn't this similar to the universal disease of the Allied Alliance?

But for some reason, Jiang Bingshu doesn't think it's scary for a behemoth like Yimeng.

On the contrary, the black chess group, which may be smaller in scale than the chess group, and only appeared not long ago, made him feel more dangerous.

"It's not just him who came." Liu Bing's perception ability is stronger than Jiang Bingshu.

In the purple flower mist, Liu Bing felt that there were other existences.

Sure enough, as the black general's voice fell, four more figures emerged from the black fog.

Together with the black general, the black team is responsible for the final collection of Jiang Bingshu's pieces, a total of five people.

Liu Bing frowned, these people are not weak. And for some reason, she couldn't feel the aura of the black general.

As if the other party was a dead person.

Liu Bing also noticed that these people are very concerned about **** trees.

Thinking of the physique of the diseased **** tree and the various manifestations of the diseased **** tree, Liu Bing always feels...

The other party seemed to care more about the **** tree than Zihuan.

Subconsciously, Liu Bing raised the arm that was protecting Jiang Bingshu straighter.

"It's the soldiers that suck. After all, the guns are dying. Although Xu Manyu is strong, the main force of the four major groups trapped her."

"It's a pity that the Ma Hexiang you organized did not participate in the battle. You can't kill a few more."

Liu Bing's eyes widened, how could this person be so clear about the organization's actions?

What does buns about to die mean?

After the words, a sense of oppression suddenly struck, and between the black chess and the red chess, a dense mist of flowers was suddenly separated.

It seems to be a huge field that has formed a vacuum. Those flowers and mists were squeezed elsewhere in an instant.

A ring-shaped field, isolated from the fog of flowers,

The five figures who could only see the outlines clearly appeared in the field of vision of Liu Bing and Jiang Bingshu.

In addition to the black generals, there are also four black pawns.

"The chess players you organized are very powerful, and even pawns are worth taking seriously."

"You have played against one of our members before, and you have defeated him. But his strength is not suitable for fighting alone."

The black general spoke without moving. Liu Bing noticed that the four black pawns were breathing, and one of them was still breathing chaotically.

But the black general with the bronze mask did not act like this, he was like a sculpture.

"Wind, forest, fire, mountain. You defeated the fire in it, which is good. But that's not complete."

Shit.

Jiang Bingshu is the most annoying of this kind, what six sword slaves, the Big Dipper, Fenglin Volcano, Qiankun gossip...

Come up with some group names, and if you lose, you just pretend that this is not the complete me.

He said that only when all my comrades are there, can I exert my full power, and that I can exert the effect of one plus one greater than two.

But the essence is not that if I can't beat you one-on-one, am I going to beat you in a group?

It's just that gang fights are not honorable, so you need to organize yourself.

Jiang Bingshu whispered:

"The one on the left, who is short and probably windy, seems to have a problem with his lungs, his breathing rhythm is disordered, his cardiopulmonary function is weak, and his heart rate is also fast. It seems that the ability to be sick will cause his body to speed up too."

"The second one on the left, the fat one should be Lin. A variant of obesity, it is estimated that he is very resistant to beatings. His fat body is not simple. Don't talk about martial arts. When dealing with such people, you must face the lower genitals. , the eyeballs are the key points."

"The one on the right, the one with the ferocious muscles and long scars on his face, should be fire. His disease is somewhat similar to yours, Sister Bingbing, both of which are muscle lesions. He has tincosis, and the disease seems to have given him the power to metalize his muscles."

"The hunched body on the far right has spondylosis. He should be a mountain. His disease is already a regular existence, which can make people's bones stiff and make it difficult to move."

Jiang Bingshu lowered his voice and spoke very fast.

Liu Bing couldn't imagine how he knew this.

But it is indeed useful intelligence.

Liu Bing put on a fighting stance:

"What about that general?"

"can not tell……"

Jiang Bingshu was a little ashamed, Jiang whispered the information about the illness and illness of the four soldiers.

But it missed out.

The black general remained motionless, but said lightly:

"Kill her."

It's like the referee's whistle on the ring.

The voice fell. Fenglin Volcano's attack has already struck.

Jiang Bingshu guessed that the fluctuating levels of these people's disease derivatives were not as high as Sister Bingbing.

But they were different from the sniper team they annihilated.

These people's illnesses are all good at fighting head-on.

The first thing that strikes is "fire".

The man with the scar on his face had already defeated Liu Bing twice. His eyes were full of anger. Although they were human fists, they shone with a metallic luster!

If it is according to the usual habits, Liu Bing will definitely take this punch head-on.

Smash the opponent head-on with tyrannical force.

But this time, she just avoided the punch. Instead, prepare to hit the "mountain".

Because of the "Lin" who is good at defense, he was ready to protect the "Mountain" at the first time.

It can be seen that the ability of the "mountain" needs to be protected by someone, and once it is displayed, it will inevitably cause trouble.

Everything happened in an instant.

"Fire" punched through the air, "Mountain"'s body became more and more stooped, and "Lin"'s fat body was like a wall in front of "Mountain".

And "wind" suddenly appeared behind Liu Bing.

"Sister Bingbing be careful!"

Liu Bing avoided the punch of "Fire" sideways. Originally, she was going to run towards "Mountain", but she had already noticed it...

"Wind" has disappeared.

Everything is the same as Jiang Bingshu said, this person's speed is really fast.

But Liu Bing also noticed that although this person was fast, he was weak and short of breath due to abnormal cardiopulmonary function.

Such obvious rapid breathing was a reminder in Liu Bing's ears, whose disease had already reached the fourth stage.

There was no need for Jiang Bingshu to make a sound, Liu Bing lowered his body, and the sarcomas on his left arm became larger, and the "wind" that passed by her in the low altitude was directly blocked by her tyrannical left arm. Block!

This is a feint!

"Mountain" was just a fake attack by Liu Bing, and it was Liu Bing who really cared about assassins like "Wind" who could appear behind him at any time.

A terrifying slash with an amputated arm, turned 270 degrees from bottom to top, and smashed the "wind" to the ground.

At this moment, "Wind" felt that his ribs were broken.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Huo" raised his leg and swept towards Liu Bing's face.

Liu Bing snorted coldly, and first blocked the foot with his right arm.

Then he directly raised his left arm and smashed his fist into the throat of "Wind".

The battle only took a split second, and one of the Fenglin volcanoes was resolved.

Jiang Bingshu was overjoyed. When he really saw Sister Bingbing's battle, he realized that this is not the useless soldier that Sister Che said at all, but a pure thigh!

Liu Bing's smash directly broke Wind's trachea and cervical vertebrae.

The entire cervical vertebra was completely shattered, like a straw that had been bitten and deformed and folded many times.

That is to say, the ductility of human flesh makes the body and head of "wind" still connected.

But the neck has been twisted and deformed by the force of a punch.

All kinds of things, only in a few breaths.

Liu Bing didn't have any hesitation, she was very clear about her strength.

Among these people, "Huo" is his own defeated general, but with copper skin and iron bones, he cannot be killed for a while.

"Lin" is the same, that fat body is very troublesome.

At a very fast speed, she was ready to bypass Lin and kill the mountain behind him.

But in the next second, the fire left behind by her actually caught up!

The copper-skinned and iron-boned punch hit Liu Bing again, and Liu Bing had to parry with both hands.

This punch seemed to pierce through the person's chest, but the tyrannical force fell on Liu Bing, and it did not harm Liu Bing.

She has participated in the purification of the ward a lot of times, and the fluctuation of the disease has increased above these black pawns.

The opponent's strongest punch landed on Liu Bing, but it only caused her to lose her balance and deviate from her original direction.

But this is the purpose of Fenglin Volcano.

The death of "Wind" was of no consequence at all.

"Mountain" is just a feint.

On the contrary, the "Lin" who seems to be the least concerned about is the real killer move.

The punch of "Fire" directly knocked Liu Bing out of the way.

Immediately afterwards, the fist of "Fire" was thrown out like a storm!

Every punch smashed Liu Bing towards a huge human body wall - "Lin".

This fat man who seems to have no offensive power, the fat on his body is surprisingly flexible.

Like clay, when Liu Bing deviates from him, the tonnage-level fat accumulated in the abdomen of "Lin" began to move in an instant, wrapping Liu Bing.

His already fat body became fatter.

Liu Bing only felt something like rubber wrapping around him. Then the eyes can see less and less...

In the end, she was completely "devoured" into the fat man's huge belly fat.

It's like a person falling into a well and then being buried by the dirt that keeps pouring into the well.

His eyes were blocked, and he couldn't even breathe.

The most terrifying thing is that the ability of "mountain" began to take effect, and Liu Bing felt that his body was becoming stiff.

She is now like a tadpole swimming in the water, and suddenly she finds that the water has turned into mud.

The terrifying fat wrapped her completely, and her entire body was not exposed at all.

"Lin"'s originally fat belly is now more distorted and deformed.

But on his face, there is a naive smile of a tonnage-level fat man:

"The battle is over, the seal is over." Fatty smiled silly, but the light in his eyes showed that he was a real killer.

The **** sick tree was stunned.

Sister Bingbing, who was in the advantage a moment ago, was defeated the next moment?

He couldn't accept this kind of thing. Instinctively, he wanted to rush up, but because of the side effects of the six-shot injection, he began to feel weak.

Jiang Xiaosheng said before that when the effect of the injection ends, he will feel more tired.

And when Jiang Bingshu was ready to act, the sculptural black general had already come to Jiang Bingshu:

"She's probably not dead yet, but she will die soon. You don't have to be sad. You have only joined the chess organization not long ago, and you don't have much friendship with these people."

Jiang Bingshu didn't seem to hear the black general's words.

He just looked at the fat man's wriggling abdomen and felt the struggle inside getting weaker and weaker...

He was sad and scared, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything.

On the road of parallelism, he felt again and again that these coaches were the best of the best. All are heroes who can change the times.

But the reality is that each of them could die at any time.

Moreover, many coaches died very ugly. Recalling their deaths, Jiang Bingshu would sincerely feel a sense of powerlessness.

No matter how good and powerful people are, in reality, they may die without warning.

This is still the coach, he can't imagine how tragic the soldiers who are chess soldiers are.

Liu Bing's struggle gradually disappeared. The **** sick tree has never experienced such a scene...

Suddenly, uncontrollably, he thought of his experience in the chess organization these days.

Thinking of that night, Liu Bing carried him on his back and told him that he would not be late next time.

At that time, Sister Bingbing probably thought she had fallen asleep? But not really, he still has some consciousness.

Being cared for, recognized and cared about, this kind of feeling is not much in Jiang Bingshu's life.

His most precious things were the memories he had with the old monk and the little girl in the orphanage.

After the old monk left, Jiang Bingshu was lost for a long time. Until Liu Bing and others appeared, he felt that life became meaningful again.

His fists were clenched, and the sadness and anger between his brows grew heavier.

The black general said lightly:

"In the chess game, it is very common to change a **** and a pawn. I hope you don't do stupid things. Even if your physique is very special, the current you is not enough to change anything."

"Mr. Jiang Bingshu, welcome to the black chess group, although you are not yet a member of ours."

Black will turn around stiffly.

Three black strokes, the burly "fire" carried Zihuan on his shoulders,

"Lin" and "Mountain" followed the black general, preparing to leave this battlefield.

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Heartland overpass.

"Hey, they succeeded. Then I should go. I didn't expect you to be so unbeatable, Red Cannon."

Vehicles have piled up, and the entire overpass has been paralyzed because of the duel between the two.

But the two in the duel didn't care about that.

Hei Pao touched his mustache, holding Red Pao's neck in one hand.

"It's so weak, and the Red Cannon is nothing more than that. It's really boring."

"But think about it, I'm an enhanced version of you. It's normal if you can't beat me, no shame. Goodbye, Red Cannon."

Hei Pao's hand began to exert force slowly, intending to crush Red Pao's neck.

Cannons are pawns that cannot kill by themselves.

Hei Pao's childhood experiences made him particularly fond of imitating others.

Because other people's lives are fresh, only one's own life has no fun, no pain, no pain, and no sweetness.

If he just feels himself, he doesn't even feel that he is alive.

Only by feeling the people around him can he feel alive.

Therefore, his disease ability is absolutely imitating.

This ability has a number of limitations, such as mimicking only when the target is nearby. For example, before the imitation is completed, what needs to be done by the other party, and what is said by oneself.

Once it takes effect, after the imitation is successful, it can almost be faked.

On the overpass ~www.novelmt.com~ is like two identical people fighting.

Imitation is not the exact same combat power as the opponent, the power of the black artillery lies in this.

This is an imitation inequality. When you have the power of the opponent, your own power will be superimposed.

So he's always a little bit better than the person he imitates.

Therefore, in this battle, Steamed Bun was madly suppressed, and what he faced seemed to be a black cannon fused with himself.

Not long after, he was bruised all over by black cannons.

At this moment, Baozi is already facing the crisis of death.

He was picked up by the black gun with one hand, and his neck would be crushed at any time.

But Baozi's response was strange. He just raised his head and showed a smile.

Hei Pao suddenly had a bad premonition, so he immediately crushed the bun's throat and ended the battle.

But Baozi held his hand backhand at this time.

With a click, the bone at Hei Pao's arm was directly broken by the steamed bun.

In just an instant, the power of the steamed buns seemed to have risen several steps.

Baozi's smile was a bit treacherous at first. Now it seems to be a different person, and the smile is full of hideous meaning.

"The price of imitating me is very serious."

Crazy, evil, violent.

Black Cannon doesn't understand why this person's temperament has changed so dramatically in an instant?

In the organization information, it is shown that Red Cannon, like himself, cannot rely on his own ability to kill people.

So what happened to the Red Cannon at this time? Why did he suddenly become so strong? Like a different person?

The red and black situation reversed.

At the same time, in a distant industrial area, an extremely fat black **** felt a severe pain in his abdomen and suddenly became unable to move.

In the next second, the soft and mud-like fat... exploded in an instant.