Chapter 90 Killing Feast 3

Bum! Bang!

In the dead street, there was a dull sound of fists hitting the body, and two sad screams. The two people who blocked the way were directly punched to the ground by Xia Jun and wailed in pain.

Originally, these two people were not knocked down so easily. Because their level is also level 15.

Every time the human body is upgraded, its combat power will double or even more on the original level. And as people's level gets higher and higher, it is not a legend to smash mountains and rivers with one palm and shoot down the stars with one punch.

This is also the foundation that the God of War team dares to clear the field here with only two people.

With two 15-level masters, who can provoke ordinary scattered people? There is no chance of winning in the fight, and finally I can only leave with anger.

However, they met Xia Jun, not to mention level 15, no matter how high his level 2 is, Xia Jun is also confident to deal with it. Despite the two people still wailing on the ground, Xia Jun continued to walk inside, and the dark spider followed closely.

"You are dead, you are dead, dare to provoke our God of War team, captain, someone doesn't give you face and hurt us. Help!"

The two people who fell to the ground were actually not seriously injured. There was no big enmity between the two sides, and Xia Jun left room to attack. The two resisted the pain and got up, but did not dare to stop them. They could only take out a military walkie-talkie to ask for help.

This kind of walkie-talkie is specially developed by the Huacheng military and covers a wide range. As soon as the call was made, the fight in front of him immediately stopped, and then he shouted, and more than a dozen people rushed out fiercely.

The leader was an arrogant young man who walked around and scolded, "It's that bastard who doesn't have eyes, and he doesn't even dare to give me Mu Bing's face!" I don't know if this place has been chartered by our God of War team?

"Mu Bing? So it's you."

Seeing the people coming, Xia Jun immediately smiled. He said that this God of War team sounded very familiar. It turned out to be Mu Bing's team. There was a conflict in the Phoenix Building last time. It's just that Xia Jun didn't take it seriously and forgot it later. I didn't expect to meet here.

"Are you Xia Jun?" Mu Bing also saw Xia Jun's appearance at this time, and his face immediately became ugly, and his eyes also showed extreme anger and fear.

He was angry that Xia Jun came to oppose him again, and he was afraid of Xia Jun's strength. The last time in the restaurant, Xia Jun punched him unconscious. Mu Bing can't help but feel cold when he thinks about it now.

Several members of the rest of the God of War team also recognized Xia Jun, who punched their captain in the restaurant. They can't afford to provoke such a cruel person. They all look at Mu Bing with some hesitation.

Mu Bing's face was even worse. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Xia Jun, what are you doing here?"

"What else can I do here? Naturally, it's killing monsters." Xia Jun sneered and looked at Mu Bing and said, "Now, I'm going to go here. Do you have any problem?"

I have a comment! I have a big opinion!

Mu Bing's heart roared crazily, but his face was as ugly as eating a fly, and he scolded himself for his bad luck. However, when he met this evil spirit here, no matter how big he was, he did not have the courage to say it. In case Xia Jun punched him unconscious again, he would lose face.

"no problem!" Mu Bing held his breath and said aggrievedly that there was still arrogance at the beginning.

"Well, in that case, get out of the way!" Xia Jun said lightly that he was now busy killing monsters and didn't bother to pester Mu Bing. Seeing that the God of War team had no intention of making trouble, he didn't say much. With the dark spider, he walked straight in the direction of the city center.

There, there will be a roar every time. Needless to say, there must be no big monster! Now Xia Jun's whole mind floated there. He didn't even look at the God of War team in front of him. He walked forward quickly.

The faces of the God of War team have changed, and they feel aggrieved to death. But they can be arrogant to other scattered people, but they are really afraid of Xia Jun.

If you can't beat it, you can only flash aside aggrievedly and watch Xia Jun pass by. Mu Bing was relieved. Seeing that Xia Jun had no intention of robbing monsters, he hurriedly took his men to continue to run to the front to kill monsters.

The two injured men stayed in place to prevent other blind people from dare to come and kill monsters.

Xia Jun also saw it and immediately sneered in his heart. It seemed that it was the same everywhere. Only the strong can be respected, and the weak can only be bullied by others.

The closer to the city center, the higher the level of the monster, and the more points. Xia Jun didn't go far, but found that more than a dozen rat leaders appeared in front of him, surrounded by a three-meter-tall rat man who had never seen before.

"Eye of Insight!" Xia Jun did not dare to neglect. From the rat man, he found a dangerous breath and hurriedly activated his skills.

[Rat patriarch]

Level 17

The patriarch of the rat tribe is the real ruler of the rat clan, with a moderate degree of wisdom!

Weakness: Head

Skills: fear, group command.

"Human beings, fresh flesh and blood, kill it, and give his head to me!" The mouse patriarch in front of him is not only wise, but also can speak human words!

found a human standing in front of him, and the bloodthirsty instinct of the rat man began to play a role. The patriarch of the rat man immediately became furious and looked at Xia Jun eagerly, as if he had found incomparable delicious food.

I didn't see its movement. My eyes just bloomed with extremely horrible blood, which was projected on the bodies of more than a dozen rat leaders. The bodies of those rat leaders actually swelled up, and their original height of two meters suddenly increased by two meters!

Woo-hoo!

These rat leaders actually launched a short-handled axe throwing attack on the Xia army together, and it was not messy and irregular, but formed three rows, throwing continuously and crazily.

This is the skill of the mouse patriarch, group command, which can make the rat people under their arms and exert twice or even ten times the terror power.

"Fear!"

While the leader of the rat launched the short-handled axe, the patriarch of the rat clan launched his second skill. Its eyes suddenly looked at Xia Jun, and a strong spiritual attack suddenly shrouded it.

Spiritual attack, shadowless and invisible, is the most difficult special attack method to defend. Xia Jun didn't know how to defend at all. He was immediately tricked and suddenly appeared in front of him.

In front, more than a dozen rat leaders turned into an extremely horrible war beast, each of which was 50 meters high, and its thick limbs were like towering ancient wood, rumbled down from the sky.

In the sky, there are more than a dozen dark dragons roaring with their heads held high. Their bodies are covered with black scales, sharp claws, and open mouths, highlighting thunder and lightning, fireballs, blades, wind and frost!

In Xia Jun's heart, an endless fear suddenly surged up, feeling his own smallness. In front of these giant beasts, he was like the most humble life, and he could not even have the courage to resist!

Fear, strong fear pours into my heart. I can't even mention the weapon and resist a little!

The face of the mouse patriarch immediately showed a trace of pride, and his tone was faint, like an aria from hell. It actually sang, and his voice penetrated the void, "Fear, humble life, crawling under my feet, dedicated your blood, your life! Your head will fill your brain as a wine glass for me to drink!"

Woo-hoo!

In mid-air, the roar of the short-handled axe roared even louder. Rows, forming waves of blades swept towards Xia Jun. However, in front of Xia Jun, it turned out to be a series of horrible thick thunder and lightning, like Thor was angry and would punish him!

Fear! The increasingly strong fear is as heavy as a mountain, as if to smash the spirit of Xia Jun! He immediately put down the blade of bone demon and accept the arrival of death.

"Put it down, put it down, as long as you put it down, you will have no fear!" The patriarch of the rat tribe continued to sing, like the words in a dream, which made people sleepy.

The dark spider around Xia Jun's cold hair is about to explode. Its limited wisdom does not know what's wrong with its "master", but the animal's instinct makes it feel a strong crisis. Eight long legs immediately danced crazily, like spears, desperately stabbing at the flying short-handled axe,

There were just too many short-handled axes flying over. The dark spider shot down the first row, the second row, and the third row immediately roared over it and stabbed Xia Jun.

At this time, a vague voice in Xia Jun's heart kept requiring him to put down the knife in his hand. As long as he put it down, he would not have fear or feel anything.

But can Xia Jun put it down?

"No, I will never put it down! Even if there is only one breath left, I will fight!" Fear can make people lose courage and stimulate people's infinite potential!

Just as the short-handled axe was about to cut on him, Xia Jun moved, and an extremely horrible murderous atmosphere appeared on his body. The killer's badge automatically appeared and turned into a bloody hurricane around him.

All the fears were swept away, and Xia Jun's heart was instantly full of extremely horrible murderous intent!

"Kill!"

Xia Jun roared and looked indifferent, like the demon king coming out of hell.

The blade of the bone demon waved, and the knife light formed a light curtain one by one, like a wheel of the remnant moon, cutting forward and cutting off all the flying short-handled axes. More knife light penetrated the short-handled axe and went straight to the mouse patriarch behind.

"No!" The mouse patriarch was full of fear. He stopped singing and wanted to avoid it, but its body was too large to move. Countless knives had roared and drowned it in an instant.