Chapter 79 Kill, Score

"The big wave is green!"

As soon as the strong man at the top of this level comes, it is a powerful ground level combat skill. A huge wave of power came, and all the soldiers around him retreated.

Wang Ji was not afraid at all. A bloody lotus flower in front of him was in full bloom.

"Blood Face • Lotus Explosion"

This blood burst out in an instant, and a huge impact appeared in the middle of the two.

The corners of Wang Ji's mouth are bleeding, and the ground battle skills issued by the ground-level strongman are by no means so easy to follow. Wang Ji felt that there was some slight damage to his inner part.

"Magic Dance!"

Ling Su then began to dance beside Wang Ji, like a dangerous rose, and instantly crossed the place where the explosion between the two people.

For the owner of the magic dance, unless she can bear it directly, the general power is difficult to hurt her at all.

A palm was instantly imprinted in front of the strong man at the top of this level. The already injured body was suddenly blown out.

Of course, don't underestimate the magic dance. Their attack power is definitely the most weird and unbearable.

Ling Su was not greedy and retreated directly.

Although his attack power is comparable to that of a senior strong man on the ground level, his defense power is far from enough. A random blow from a strong man at the top of the ground level will cause her serious damage.

Ling Su retreated, but Wang Ji flew forward.

"Floating catkins, space tearing!"

With the passage of time, Wang Ji's understanding of the floating sword is getting deeper and deeper. At this time, he can tear a small part of the space to add a strong attack power to this sword.

A gray energy appeared around the cold wind sword, drawing a sound in the air, which was deafening!

Boom!!!

When this sword hit Ling Su's palm and exerted its strange power, Wang Ji passed by and once again bombarded the strong man at the peak of the ground farther. The suit on his body was torn inch by inch.

Suddenly. I don't know when Ling Su appeared behind him.

"Heavenly demon, chaos!"

A small palm, as if without any effort, made the strong man fall to the ground without resistance.

Wang Ji's cold wind sword locked, and his eyes condensed: "Refine your heart with a sword!"

A huge spiritual power suddenly rushed into the cold wind sword. Wang Ji's spiritual power gathered, and the cold wind sword made a hiss.

The long sword came out of his hand and directly caught up with the top-level strong man who was ready to exert force in the air at a speed that could not be seen with the naked eye.

It's a pity that he didn't do it.

Looking at the long sword on his heart, his eyes were still wide open and looking ahead.

"No, it's impossible!"

Until the end, he only made one move. Even at the moment of death, he did not believe that he was killed so easily. Moreover, it is two little ghosts who are looked down upon by themselves.

Wang Ji was also relieved when the man died, but he looked at Ling Su with strange eyes.

For some reason, he felt that the cooperation between him and Ling Su was simply seamless and interlocking in the battle, and even the initial arrangement of Lingsu was useless.

This is a feeling of having a good heart.

It seems that from the beginning of the battle, at the moment when Wang Jimo Wu Xingchen Jue was launched, Wang Ji knew what Ling Su would do next, and Ling Su seemed to be the same.

The two people cooperated to kill the strong man at the peak of the ground in this way. It was simply outrageous, and they were a little disbelief.

Ling Su didn't say anything, but also looked at Wang Ji with strange eyes.

"You know, what's going on?" Ling Su asked.

"I don't know" Wang Ji shook his head: "However, we are going to help them now."

In the distance of the battlefield, the commander-in-chief of Asia and America, as well as the commander in charge of this wall, couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at the short battle that had happened before.

"This...isn't that true, is it? How can it be that the strong man at the top of the earth dies so easily?

Not only are they unbelievable, but the Earth League is already paying attention to this team. They originally felt that this team was simply lawless, but their combat effectiveness and cooperation also made everyone stunned.

They don't even know that such a small team has made a great difference in the battle situation, and even these changes are constantly expanding.

Before Wang Ji passed, the strong man at the top of the ground level over there has been completely suppressed.

Don't underestimate the attack power of these people. Except for the auxiliary, everyone else has explosive power and attack power far beyond their own level.

Coupled with Yuan Zhan's super defense and attack power, he alone can completely drag the top of the ground.

"Xiao Ying!"

Yuan Zhan shouted, and Xiao Ying immediately performed the healing technique. The horrible wound on Yuan Zhan's body recovered in a few seconds. There is nothing we can do about the lost blood, but the wounds on the surface are almost invisible.

"It's okay!"

Suddenly, Zhuge Lin shouted, and all the people behind Yuan Zhan rushed out at once.

"Bin!"

In an instant, the face of the strong man changed, and he couldn't move in an instant.

And at this moment when he couldn't move, first it was long-range, and then all kinds of weapons were added...

Wang Ji and Ling Su had just arrived at this time. When they saw this scene, they couldn't bear to watch it again.

Woth!

The wind surged, and a dagger suddenly appeared in front of his throat, which was completely broken.

Kill with one blow!

With Lin Ling's indifferent eyes, the dagger passed through his throat. He wanted to make a sound, but he couldn't say anything.

However, how powerful a person is. After losing any defense, he is stabbed in the throat by a dagger. There is no doubt that he will die.

This is the meaning of the assassin, which determines life and death in an instant.

After killing two strong men on the ground level, the group of fifteen people breathed a sigh of relief and became excited as they advanced.

What they kill is not the ordinary strong, but the top strong.

And they are just junior strong men.

Lin Ling's eyes gradually sparkled. As an assassin, he looked extremely calm when fighting, but after the battle, he was also the most active person.

"Captain, successfully complete the task."

Lin Ling gave a military salute to Wang Jiyuan, and then laughed.

At the moment when he stabbed the strong man at the peak of this level, he didn't think about anything, but it was so natural that he stood where he should stand and sent the dagger out.

Wang Ji also smiled. There is no doubt that Lin Ling, the assassin, has become more and more decent.

"You can't kill it together anymore!"

Wang Ji said that their killing must have attracted great attention, and killing the enemy together will cause a great rebound.

Everyone was not stupid and nodded.

"How do we divide it?"

"Two or three people can do it in one group. Lin Ling kills herself in one group!" Wang Ji said, "Xiao Rou and I are in a group, and the others decide by themselves.

Soon, several beautiful women were protected. Naturally, several other men had nothing to say and killed themselves.

Yuan Zhan looked at Wang Ji and said, "I'm also in a group by myself. Don't bother me."

Wang Ji glanced at him.

"If you kill someone, just kill someone. Don't do it that way. Although you are happy, it will breed and increase the evil thoughts in your heart.

Wang Ji is very clear about this, and there is no doubt that the induction of mental power exists.

In the almost non-stop killing, the most important thing is to maintain a clear head, otherwise it is very likely to drive your own murderous intention and directly form the mood of killing.

Unlike Wang Ji's sword meaning of killing, the real mood of killing can definitely destroy a strong man!

"I know." Yuan Zhan also waved his hand and said shyly, "I couldn't control myself before."

"That's fine, but you can also wear a little shadow."

Wang Ji took a look at Xiaoying. He could see that Xiaoying seemed to be a little interesting to Yuan Zhan, a big man.

"It's just that Yuan Zhan is so big, but Xiaoying is so small." Wang Ji thought maliciously and patted Mo Xiaorou's little head: "Stay close, don't be dumped by me."

Wearing Mo Xiaorou, the most important thing for Wang Ji is that he is worried about her.

Among these people, if you say who is the weakest, it's better to count Mo Xiaorou.

As a gunman, she can have a strong attack power, but his strength and figure are destined for her to develop in control and skills.

But on the battlefield, what is needed is the most direct lethality.

"Good!"

Mo Xiaorou felt her heart jump and followed the man in front of her tightly. She cried for the mess before.

She doesn't know how this period happened, but now, even on the battlefield and in the killing, he can feel a warm current flowing through...