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The old man saw Guo Fengyan's hesitation and bulged his eyes and said:

"Feng Yan, if there are more people, the result may be changed. Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is just a small way, and it can't actually change anything."

Guo Fengyan looked at his companions around him, took a deep breath, and said, "Even if we are leaving,\u0026amp;nbp;\u0026amp;nbp;we should still remind them."

"I'm afraid if you go and tell us, we won't be able to leave. Even if we want to leave now, we can't leave." The old man hunched over and said calmly.

The fact that people are getting better and better is vividly demonstrated in him.

Although their bodies have been strengthened to the maximum extent, they are still not 100% resistant to bullets.

There are so many soldiers here,\u0026amp;nbp;\u0026amp;nbp;if they suddenly escape,\u0026amp;nbp;\u0026amp;nbp;it is entirely possible that they will be shot to death randomly.

But the team is so long after all, they only need to find a relatively weak place to rush out and leave here.

Just as they were walking all the way back, they saw the first terrifying scene.

"What is that!" Meng Yao opened his mouth and exclaimed.

A huge skeleton stood in the wilderness holding a bone knife. Under the black mist, it was unknown when it appeared. It seemed that the place was empty just a second ago.

One, two, three, four...

At a glance, there are still more than ten of them.

"Ah!! For a moment, Su Changxing, who was squatting on the windmill, noticed these skeletons and guessed that these things should be some kind of summoned objects.

"Bang~"

A bullet flew high into the sky, getting faster and faster, and finally penetrated the skull of the skull, leaving a big hole.

The spiritual fire in its eyes went out, and it slowly fell backwards.

Su Changxing fired continuously, killing these behemoths one by one.

They can't avoid bullets at all, nor can they withstand the power of the next shot. They are just huge living targets for Su Changxing.

Several shots in a row.

More than a dozen huge skeletons were all killed. Before the crowd could cheer, a new skeleton appeared in the distance and walked towards the team.

Su Changxing felt that it was difficult. The other party seemed not to be prepared to confront him head-on. If he was exhausted, things would become troublesome.

And if he kept firing, he would definitely reveal his position.

Maybe someone is approaching him!

Su Changxing immediately left his current position and ran to the left through the woods. He ran for several kilometers without firing again, but quietly sensed the movement around him.

Someone is approaching him.

In a flash of light, his head was severed...

"Timing foresight" triggers.

Su Changxing's pupils suddenly dilated, and he rolled forward, like a blade.

Su Changxing caught it, glanced at it, put it in his pocket and said with a smile: "In other words, I am dead."

Jerome said meaningfully:

"We actually gave you time to choose. If you quit, nothing will happen. The strong often have privileges. You are different from them."

Su Changxing noticed another figure appearing in the distance, his expression remained unchanged and he said: "If I quit now, is there still a chance?"

Jerome spit out the cigarette, twitched his face, and said doubtfully: "What are you waiting for? There was clearly a chance to escape just now."

next moment.

His body disappeared into an afterimage, and two semicircular streams of light struck Su Changxing from both sides.

[Moonlight Sword Blade: The sword edge flows like moonlight, greatly increasing the speed and power of the sword, and hiding the trajectory of the strike. The specific power is determined by the swordsmanship of the user. 】

Blood streaked across the blade of the sword, like moonlight staining bright red roses.

Su Changxing's body fell to the ground. Before he could even react, his head was lifted by a sword, cutting off his life.

"Haha, you're going to kill him right now? Aren't our trips in vain?"

A hoarse shout came from afar.

A man with a hook on his back, a bloated figure and clothes full of blood staggered over when he saw that Jerome had killed Su Changxing.

He was the one on the high seat. He was silent for a long time before saying, "But he is a native, a native of the lower world."

"Does it matter? In fact, they are all human beings, huh, maybe their bloodline is more pure... and you and I shouldn't have such prejudices."

The man carrying the giant sword said calmly, his voice echoed in the hall, and the cup on the wooden table beside him continued to tremble, causing cracks.

"You are the Supreme Sun Lord, but I am not." The man on the high seat said mockingly, his eyes looking a bit gloomy.