Chapter 015 Hammer

"People can go." Chang Heng pondered for a moment and said. The man below looked happy, and Chang Heng continued to say, "You have to stay."

Puff.

With a simple sound, the player who fell to the ground trembled, grabbed the tip of the gun that pierced his throat with difficulty, and looked at Chang Heng in disbelief. The man led by the opposite side looked extremely ugly. He was used to being the boss, thinking that as long as he opened his mouth, the other party would definitely let him go, but he didn't expect Chang Heng to be so shameless.

"Good, good." His face suddenly changed, and the man stroked his palm and laughed. People with greed are also a curse to keep. If they kill them, they will be killed, but I hope they will not do this again in the future. How about making a friend with this friend, the king of the gods?

King of the gods? Chang Heng felt awe of heart. No wonder he looked familiar with him. In the last game, Chang Heng was hunted down by others all over the world. Among the fiercest organizations, there were the gang temples established by the king of the gods. Moreover, Chang Heng also fought with him many times. Although he won more and lost less, he was also defeated in his hands and was a difficult enemy.

"It turned out to be the king of the gods of the temple, and he has been known for a long time." Chang Heng's face remained unchanged, and his heart was secretly vigilant. The people in the temples are not good at stubble, otherwise they would not have called for wind and rain in the last game, but they didn't know what happened when they suddenly appeared here.

"It seems that he is really an old friend." The king of the gods looked at Chang Heng meaningfully. Chang Heng was silent, and the king of the gods did not delve into it. Then he said, "Since my friends know our temples, I don't know if they would like to join us to cross the wilderness and compete for the gods and demons?"

"I'm used to being alone, and I'm not used to being constrained by others, so let's avoid it." Chang Heng immediately refused. He is very undifferent to the kings of the gods. To be precise, he has a problem with all the big gangs. Some people are regular in reality and dare not fight back when they are bullied. When they come to the game, their original shape is exposed and bad. In particular, these big gangs are even more troublesome and bullying the weak. The temples are one of the more famous ones. They often bully some scattered players and are proud of it. At the beginning, because of this, the road was uneven, and Chang Heng had a grudge with the temples.

"Friend, don't be in a hurry to refuse. Since you know our temples, you should understand our strength. If you join us..." The king of the gods also wants to persuade Chang Heng.

"No need to say more. If there is nothing else, I will leave." Chang Heng interrupted him.

The king of the gods looked extremely ugly and said gloomily, "If you don't join us, you are the enemy. Friend, you have figured it out.

"What's wrong with being an enemy?" Chang Heng stood proudly. At the beginning, the so-called top ten gangs worked together to hunt him down but failed, not to mention that there are only them now.

"How about a bet? Let's compete. If you win, if you leave, no one will stop you. If you lose, join our temples and rank according to your strength. The king of the gods suddenly laughed.

"If you bet, just bet." Chang Heng smiled coldly. Who will come? Is it one by one or together?

"Why do we need to deal with you together? We can do it alone." The king of the gods is quite confident.

"Brother, let me do it." Just after the king of the gods finished speaking, a silent player behind him came out. The player is burly and tall, holding a drum hammer in his hand, which is three times the size of a human head. When he came to Chang Heng, he first bent down and saluted, saying his name, and then stretched out his right hand and said, "Please."

He hammered the god and sat in the third chair of the temples. He was silent, but his strength was second only to the king of the gods of the temples. He was a fierce general of the temples. He was good at using two heavy hammers, and those who PK with him were often smashed to death with heavy hammers. In the past, almost all of them rushed into the opponent's position as a vanguard. From his departure, it seems that the king of the gods does not underestimate Changheng.

"Low-key little witch." Chang Heng arched his hand. Chang Heng's temper is like this. If others are polite to him, he will also return it with courtesy.

The two were ten meters apart, and the God of Hammer raised the hammer with his right hand and roared at Changheng. A wild cow shadow loomed behind him. Obviously, he practiced the strong formula of the wild bull. Bull Power Tips can add more power than Wild Power Tips, especially for players like him.

The drum hammer flashed with thunder, and a series of small electric lights jumped on it, making a crackling sound. At the same time, there was also lightning on the god of hammer. Chang Heng did not see that the god of hammer was not Zhu Rong, but Qiangliang.

Zhu Rong's fire control and Qiang Liang's lightning control. The innate attributes of the two are different and there is no comparison. As for who wins and who wins, it depends on their real strength.

Chang Heng held a gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun fell to the ground. His expression was solemn and his whole body was loose, just like an old monk. When the powerful hammer god rushed to the front, the black iron long gun was like a spirit snake spitting core, suddenly bounced up and shot at the throat of the powerful hammer god.

"Brother, who do you think can win?" A player next to the King of the Gods asked.

"Of course it's the third brother." Another player said in.

"Ha ha, Lao San uses heavy hammers in several games, especially during the public beta. Although he is not as good as those real martial arts masters, he can't compare with him in the game. However, this low-key little witch is not simple. If Lao San wants to win, he has to do it after a hundred moves. The king of the gods looked calm and seemed to be strategist.

Chang Heng stepped out and did not dodge against the attack of the God of Hammer. He danced wildly with guns in both hands, using a set of shooting skills that he had practiced for a long time, the spirit snake shooting method.

At the beginning of cultivation, everyone's strength is weak, and the competition is naturally attack skills. Although Chang Heng used the public beta time to touch 18 kinds of martial arts, what he loved most was guns and swords.

The gun is the king of hundreds of soldiers.

It was like a spirit snake swimming, turning quickly, and a little cold light flashed in the air, like a spirit snake protrudging its fangs. Hercules instantly felt that what he was facing was not a player, but a spirit snake that had become a spirit snake. He opened its fangs at him and quickly gave up the attack and blocked it instead.

With a jingle, Xuan Tiechang* burst into a burst of sparks and thunder on the drum hammer. Changheng's shooting skills are exquisite, and the powerful hammer god is worthy of being second only to the king of the gods. A drum hammer turns in his hand, as dexterous as holding a straw, blocking or smashing, actually blocking Changheng's attacks.

"It's my turn." After Chang Heng's round of attacks, the God of Hammer roared, and a strong thunder burst out of the drum hammer, cut through the space and came to Chang Heng. At this time, the powerful hammer god was surrounded by a layer of thunder, and waves of powerful power, just like the legendary Thor was born and destroyed all sentient beings.

A flame appeared on Chang Heng's body, and the flame spread along the Xuantie long gun. After a moment, the whole long gun turned into a flame gun. Sparks shot from the long gun and met the thunder. The two collided in the air, making a crackling sound, and finally both of them were annihilated.

Changheng's footstep unfolds, which is the spiritual snake walking method matched with the spirit snake shooting method. Like a snake, it moves forward and backward, left and right, and its position drifts uncertainly, swimming around the hammer. Hercules is only good at attacking, so he has to brake quietly and wait for the opportunity.

The rabbits rise and fall, and the two sides have more than a hundred moves in the blink of an eye. No one can do anything about it. The king of the gods watching next to them looked relaxed and seemed to be worried about the God of Hammer at all.

"Look, I know that the third brother is very strong."

"Lao San's strength has made great progress, which is very good for us to compete for hegemony in the future." The king of the gods nodded.

"I can't continue." Sometimes the witch power in the body is exhausted, and there are several people next to him, such as the king of the gods. Chang Heng can't put all his strength on the hammer god. With a roar, Chang Heng's long gun in his hand suddenly changed from a clever and exquisite snake shooting method to a set of shooting methods.

The shooting method that Chang Heng really uses is not the snake shooting method, but the training of various games, coupled with his own collection and research of various shooting secrets, and finally integrated into a self-created iron-blooded shooting method. According to this set of shooting methods, Chang Heng once selected the original top ten gangs without skills, and no one was invincible. However, after a long period of pursuit and counter-chasing, the king of the gods is too familiar with Chang Heng. As long as Chang Heng uses this shooting method, he can immediately recognize Chang Heng's identity.

Chang Heng now uses only part of the iron-blooded shooting method, which is plausible. Although the king of the gods has doubts in their hearts, they are not sure.

As soon as this set of shooting method was used, it almost attacked with the God of Mighty, and the sound of collision was endless.

"Well, it seems that this low-key little witch can't stand it anymore, so that the third brother can easily take him down." A person next to him said.

"You have to learn from Lao San. You can't be impetuous at any time, otherwise..." Before the king of the gods finished speaking, the situation in the field suddenly changed.

The jingle collision suddenly disappeared, Chang Heng roared, a soft sound came out, and the field suddenly became quiet. Chang Heng carried one hand behind him, and the other hand held the end of the Xuantie long gun. The body of the Xuantie long gun was between the two, and the tip of the gun was fiercely pierced in the throat of the powerful hammer.

"This shot..." Hercules's right hand drooped, put his left hand on the gun, and his face seemed to have some understanding. Looking at Chang Heng, he looked different and struggled to say something, but he didn't finish it. His head tilted, and the drum hammer fell to the ground and died.

"Lao San!"

"Third Brother!"

Several players who had just vowed that the God could easily kill Changheng suddenly turned red and did not wait for the king of the gods to issue an order. At the same time, they shouted and rushed to Changheng together.

"The Temples." Chang Heng read a sentence in his heart, and there was a trace of murder in his eyes. At the beginning, this gang chased him and caused him a lot of trouble. If not, he would not have ended in such a bleak situation and turn to the gods and demons.

Puff, the long gun was pulled back, and Chang Heng stood in the road with a horizontal gun, with long hair sagaring against the wind, quietly waiting for the arrival of the other party.

"You killed Lao San and have sentenced you to death. It's a pity." The king of the gods stopped his men and did not get angry. His face showed a look of regret, as if he was very sorry that such a master as Chang Heng was about to hang up.

"Brother, why are you talking nonsense with him? Kill him and avenge the third brother." The others are so powerful that they will definitely kill Chang Heng.