Game of Gods

Psychic bullets: add psionic energy to the two lead bullets on the double-barreled firecracker, adding extra lethality, and double the extra killing effect on evil targets.

Compared with explosive bullets, psionic bullets are the real single-target attack. His extra lethality depends on four aspects, one is the skill level, the other is the evil degree of the target, the third is the amount of spiritual power blessed, and the fourth is the energy attribute of the user.

The bounty hunter is a very strange profession, and the power of many of his skills is related to the energy value.

Especially for gun skills, the power basically only depends on the skill level and energy value.

In other words, the more energy, the greater the power.

After Lu Hongsheng used the psychic potion, the energy value increased and the power of the skills increased. At this moment, the added psychic energy was even more, glittering and translucent, obviously directly added to the maximum, which means that the power of these two bullets is extremely strong.

Even if he had an iron shirt, Mu Anshan was not willing to resist.

With a loud shout, a golden mask appeared on his body.

Admiralty Cover: Creates a defensive cover.

This is a fixed guardian skill, and it will not cause damage to itself until the defensive cover is broken.

Lu Hongsheng's two bullets hit the gold bell cover one after another, and there was a click, and the gold cover shattered. The second bullet continued to hit and hit the iron cloth shirt. Mu Anshan groaned, but it was not serious.

After the second bullet was weakened by the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt successively, its impact on Mu Anshan was negligible.

Even so, Mu Anshan's complexion was not good-looking.

Damn it, I slapped you with the palm, but I received three shots and one sword from you. No one would be happy to change it.

Lu Hongsheng's eyes were fierce: "It's already superimposed."

Golden Bell and Iron Cloth can be stacked, but the monk needs to have enough control over these two skills, just like the druid's rapid transformation.

Mu Anshan's ability to do this means that he, the number one expert in Wen'an, does not rely solely on his level, but truly has his own understanding and understanding.

In fact, two months after the game of the gods started, many people already had a certain understanding of their profession. For example, Li Zhanjun's deceptive move and Mu Anshan's superimposed defense are all like this.

Even so, Mu Anshan was dissatisfied: "Unfortunately, we haven't been able to build a golden bell yet."

The iron cloth shirt is a proportional weakening of the damage, and the golden bell is a fixed weakening, so theoretically the best way to superimpose is to put the iron cloth outside and the golden bell inside, but this requires a deeper understanding of skills. Mu Anshan can't do it at this stage, otherwise the psychic bullet just now would definitely not be able to break his golden bell.

"You will never have the chance to do it in the future." Lu Hongsheng said with a grin.

He spoke fiercely, but the man continued to back away.

The biggest disadvantage of the double-barreled gun is that it can only have two bullets. After firing a bullet, it must wait for one second before it can be automatically loaded. There is basically no possibility of continuous firing.

Just now Lu Hongsheng shot first, followed by a sword, and then two more shots, so the gun was already empty.

He couldn't make a long-range attack, so he had to withdraw.

This is Mu Anshan's opportunity.

He charged forward with all his might.

The speed of retreating could never be faster than a frontal charge, Mu Anshan quickly closed the distance.

Just as he was approaching, the single-edged sword in Lu Hongsheng's hand had cut a phantom.

Spirit Cut: Quickly swing the long sword, causing multiple consecutive attacks on the target.

At the same time, Mu Anshan's figure flashed several times in a strange manner, which was exactly the Eight Diagrams Step.

Lu Hongsheng cut three swords in a row, Mu Anshan dodged two swords. He didn't dodge the third sword anymore, and crashed directly into the opponent's arms.

"I've caught you!" Mu Anshan laughed loudly, and slapped him out.

At the same time as this palm was slapped, Lu Hongsheng took a step back and raised the barrel of his gun.

This time, what was fired from the firecracker was no longer a bullet, but a net.

Capture: Use a special double-barreled gun to shoot a net to restrain the opponent, making the target lose the ability to move. The effective distance of the skill is 20 meters. The net cannot be destroyed within one second, but it can be dodged.

Bagua step can dodge this skill, but Mu Anshan rushed too close.

Facing the oncoming net, he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to dodge this time.

flutter!

Mu Anshan was caught in the net, and the hunting net shone with the light of protection, representing indestructible power.

At the same time, Lu Hongsheng stabbed the sword with a smirk: "Death!"

Cross Sword Slash: Make a cross attack with a one-handed sword, causing area damage.

Just at this time, the iron cloth shirt disappeared, and Mu Anshan was hit by this blow, and two strange long sword marks pulled out bloody mouths on his body.

This is the heaviest injury he has suffered so far.

Lu Hongsheng then pierced Mu Anshan's body with his sword through the mesh.

Even if it wasn't a skill, Mu Anshan was seriously injured by this sword.

"What kind of bullshit is the number one master? It's rubbish!" Lu Hongsheng smirked and turned the sword, widening the wound.

"Aww!" Mu Anshan roared in extreme pain.

Accompanied by his roar, all the muscles in his body swelled, and with a wave of his arms, he tore the net apart and threw himself at Lu Hongsheng.

Lu Hongsheng wanted to retreat, but found that his speed was actually slow.

Just that palm.

He immediately remembered the chill that Mu Anshan rushed over to slap him just now, which brought him a deep chill.

Ice Palm: Attacks the target and slows them down.

The natural disaster cloud itself slowed down his reaction speed a lot, but now under the effect of the ice palm, his speed is even slower.

So slow that even in ordinary races, he couldn't outrun Mu Anshan with his sensitive job.

Mu Anshan slammed into Lu Hongsheng's arms, and punched out: "Did you enjoy the fight just now?"

Seven Injuries Fist!

The power of the Seven Injuries Fist, which hurts others and self, never disappoints. Even though Lu Hongsheng activates the psionic skin immediately, the pain is still heart-piercing.

He let out a groan, and bumped his head down on Mu Anshan's nose, causing Mu Anshan's nose to bleed profusely.

But when has a monk been afraid of fighting a bounty?

The Seven Injuries Fist is not only powerful, but the most important thing is that it is not a single attack, but can be fired seven times in a row.

Boom, boom, boom, Mu Anshan punched seven times in a row, and Lu Hongsheng also returned with a spear and sword.

The battle that was just a walk around just now became more violent and fierce than fighters fighting in a blink of an eye. It was really punching to the flesh, simple and fierce.

After Mu Anshan punched seven times, he was also shot twice and three times, and then the two separated at the same time, throwing up their heads together and vomiting blood.

Although Lu Hongsheng was beaten terribly, Mu Anshan couldn't please him either.

But both of them have unprecedented confidence.

The brilliance of Mu Anshan's body flashed, and his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rejuvenation Skill: Heal yourself and restore life. For self use only.

Monk is the only class in the combat class that has the ability to self-recovery, which also makes them extremely resilient.

Lu Hongsheng is much simpler.

He directly took out a bottle of potion and drank it, rejuvenation potion.

Then he took out a roll of bandage, also produced by the system, to quickly stop the bleeding.

"Shameless, you actually took drugs." Mu Anshan scolded.

"You guys are shameless, you actually cursed Yunwu." Lu Hongsheng scolded back rudely.

"Nonsense, you are shameless when more than a thousand of you bully a Zhuangzi!"

The two even scolded each other.

The truth is, no matter the rejuvenation technique or the potion, it takes a certain amount of time to take effect. So scolding is of course for the purpose of venting anger, but more of it is to delay time.

Three seconds later, most of the effects of the potion skills had been used. Before they were all over, Mu Anshan jumped up again, and at the same time Lu Hongsheng also shot.

Another round of hard work.

These two are strong players on both ends of the offense and defense, with similar strengths, and they played ping-pong-pong very lively.

As for the way of fighting, Lu Hongsheng will always open the distance first to take advantage, and wait for Mu Anshan to charge closer before asking for it back with interest.

Damage is always faster than recovery, and it is unrealistic to recover the damage caused by potions and rejuvenation skills alone.

So when we separated in the second round, everyone was in a very bad state.

This means that the third round of impact is basically a moment of life and death.

Lu Hongsheng also realized this. He retreated while taking drugs, and said at the same time: "I admit, you are a very good opponent, but tonight, you are destined to die in my hands!"

"Then show some real skills." Mu Anshan kept approaching.

These two people have almost separated themselves from the crowd while advancing and retreating, and it is destined that no one else will intervene.

"Okay, then I'll let you see and see." Lu Hongsheng smiled evilly, but retreated even more anxiously.

Mu Anshan was not interested in procrastinating with him, so he charged with all his strength, and after another round of Lu Hongsheng's musket attack, he rushed to Lu Hongsheng's side.

Frost Palm.

catch.

Almost exactly the same routine.

Just when Mu Anshan was getting ready to take the attack, the sword in Lu Hongsheng's hand unexpectedly glowed green.

This luster startled Mu Anshan, Lu Hongsheng's sword had pierced into Mu Anshan's body.

poison!

There is poison on the sword!

Mu Anshan was shocked.

This is obviously the shadow assassin's skill, the poisonous stabbing dagger, which was actually used by Lu Hongsheng.

At that moment, he reacted: "You have won the arena championship!?"

"Finally understand?" Lu Hongsheng laughed.

This is the biggest hole card he has been hiding.

It's no secret that being a champion in the arena can benefit a long time ago, and he was lucky enough to win the championship once, and he got a skill, which is the poisonous stabbing dagger.

The toxicity of the poisonous stabbing dagger is not very strong, but it has a very fatal characteristic, that is, as a skill poison, it cannot be removed.

Therefore, Lu Hongsheng didn't use it at the beginning. As a psychic professional, the skill of poisonous stabbing dagger is not blessed by psychic potions, but it can be used as a final touch-up to completely end Mu Anshan's life.

This poisonous stabbing dagger was used, and Lu Hongsheng attacked with all his strength. Everyone was in a bad state. This round of confrontation was the final fight, and with the poisonous stabbing dagger as the base, Mu Anshan would undoubtedly die.

The catch net was shattered, and Mu Anshan punched seven wounds again, but every time he hit, his own life fell into a trough.

"Die!" Lu Hongsheng laughed triumphantly: "Victory is destined to be mine!"

But at this moment, Mu Anshan hugged him tightly.

This hug was so powerful that Lu Hongsheng couldn't break free, and then he saw Mu Anshan had bitten him up.

Bite his throat.

"No...let me go...let me go..." Lu Hongsheng yelled hysterically.

But the more he struggled, the more he couldn't get rid of it. On the contrary, he became weaker and weaker with the loss of blood.

This is not a skill, but it is the way this countryman fights, but it has become Lu Hongsheng's fatal blow.

Mu Anshan bit Lu Hongsheng's neck, unable to open it, but kept exerting force, biting off his blood vessels, biting off his organs, blood poured into his mouth, it was fishy and salty, but Mu Anshan didn't flinch, He knew that Lu Hongsheng would escape if he opened his mouth, so he let the blood pour in, and he refused to let go.

At first Lu Hongsheng fought back, but gradually he just struggled, and finally he didn't even move.

Before dying, he struggled to say: "You...will...die..."

He said this, tilted his head, and finally died.

Only then did Mu Anshan let go, and knelt down powerlessly on the ground.

The whole body is blue.

In fact, the poison is not terrible, the terrible thing is that he suffered too much injury, and this poison became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

Oneself, after all, is also going to die.

He gradually lay down, looked up at the starry sky, and prepared to wait for the coming of death.

If I had prepared some potions myself, it wouldn't have been so miserable. Mu Anshan thought long and hard.

Suddenly he thought of something and his spirit lifted.

Potion!

Lu Hongsheng must still have the potion on him!

He mustered all his strength to touch Lu Hongsheng...

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PS: Many readers reported that the time interval between the three shifts is long, which seems uncomfortable, and it is recommended to adjust. Decided to listen to the opinions, from now on every morning at 9:00, 9:05, 9:10, three times in a row.