The Evil Saint of Online Games

Chapter 193 Robbed, Robbed

Ah!

The holy bird's head and beast screamed in pain and fell to the ground. It was stained with blood, and 300,000 blood damage came out one by one. Wu Yuan's blow hurt its heart, making it lose its fighting ability and let others slaughter it.

"You, you are not a fourth-time hero!" The voice of the holy bird's head and beast has not yet fallen. His head is different. He died in his life, leaving an item, full of doubts, and went to the king of the day of the day to ask for an answer.

The colorful lights lit up, and the level of the Blood-winged Dragon rose to level 315, and it suddenly rose to level three. This is the reason why Wu Yuan shared most of his experience with it.

Picking up the booty, the blood-winged dragon hides its breath, so as not to provoke a powerful enemy. The blood-winged dragon shuttled flexibly through the jungle like the wind, carrying Wu Yuan all the way to the north.

"I planted this tree, and I opened this road. If you want to pass by, stay and buy money." A burly man jumped down from a big tree, waved a knife, cut off the way forward of the blood-winged dragon, and played an old-fashioned robbery slogan.

Wu Yuan took a look at the other party. It was the NPC of the sixth supreme realm. The level was 660, the ID was long hatred, and the name was red and purple. Obviously, it was not good. Although his realm is higher than my two realms, his equipment is not as good as mine. In addition, I am also an evil king, so it is not difficult to deal with him.

Seeing that Wu Yuan did not respond, he thought that Wu Yuan ignored him. He raised his eyebrows, was furious, and murderous: "Well, a small fourth- generation hero also dares to ignore my existence. You have committed the crime of death. Now I not only rob money, but also rob my life and die!"

The long hatred is to hit, the concave and convex muscles of the whole body exude violent power, and the six-color halo behind him are even more dazzling. The colorful light is eye-catching. With a knife, the divine power is rolling, and the supreme meaning is full of square kilometers, which makes the air reverse. The vegetation can't stand his great breath. They bend down the body and worship him. The monsters that are moving within the scope of the supreme meaning of long hatred all retreat, full of fear, showing the demeanor of the six generations of his generation.

Wu Yuan meditate and put away the blood-winged dragon without looking at it. He waved the tiger spirit golden axe and faced the big knife of long hatred. With a sound, there was a fierce collision. Mars splashed everywhere, and the sound of impact spread far away, crisp and long.

Dip...

The long hatred retreated seven steps to stabilize his pace. On the contrary, the other party only retreated three steps, and the gap was very obvious. He couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't accept the fight with the heroes of the fourth generation. Instead, he was at a disadvantage, which was simply something that had never happened. Over the years, the four-life heroes who died in his hands, there are not a thousand, but also eight hundred. Every time, it is solved three times, five times divided by two. How can this be such a divine situation.

Time did not allow him to think too much. Wu Yuan's attack was like a storm, and each axe attacked the key point of long hatred. In addition, the speed was fast and varied, which made him unable to defend against it. With ten axes blocked, there were three places on his body, blood flowed out, and his health was more than 4.5 million. Fortunately, he is the sixth supreme, and his health value is surprisingly strong, reaching 92,000 million and 45 million in damage, which he can still withstand.

"Long hatred dance big knife, it is impenetrable!" He shouted loudly, and his voice was like spring thunder, deafening, which made Wu Yuan's movements stagnate. He took the opportunity to wave a big knife, cast out his skills, wrapped himself tightly, and blocked Wu Yuan's attack. Almost at the same time, the big knife waved his backhand and mopped the ground away, setting off a sharp and fierce knife wind, and went up to Wu Yuan's trousers. He was fierce and wanted to destroy Xiao Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan's eyes were cold, the evil spirit was awe-inspiring, and the murderousness was exposed. The tiger spirit waved the golden axe cut off the locking power of long hatred. The ghost came out of the ghost and disappeared out of thin air in his eyes.

"Sep, where did he go?" Chang Yi was shocked and found the sound of breaking the wind behind him. He secretly shouted that it was not good. He rushed forward at the first time and waved a knife with his backhand.

With a sound, listening to the impact of weapons behind him, he felt relieved and understood that he had successfully intercepted the other party's attack. He said disdainfully, "Well, no matter how fast a fourth-life hero is, can he beat the sixth generation supreme?"

"Ignorance." At this time, Wu Yuan's voice came from the front, and the golden light flashed, and the long hatred had not yet reacted. A deep bone wound appeared on his neck, and blood soared out, causing explosive damage. The critical blow could not repair the damage, and lost 12 million damage.

"You, why are you so fast?" The voice of long hatred became hoarse, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wu Yuan in front of him, and his face was full of the word fear. His speed completely surpassed himself, not like the fourth-life hero. If it hadn't been for the four-fold aura behind him that marked the realm, he would not have believed that he was the fourth-life hero realm.

Kill!

Taking advantage of your illness and killing you, this is the golden rule that Wu Yuan has always flattered. Long hatred was injured, Wu Yuan naturally took advantage of the fire to rob, one axe and one axe, flying with long hatred flesh and blood, screaming for a long time, and his health value fell down. In about ten seconds, his blood volume went to more than 34 million. Wu Yuan's strong attack power shocked his heart.

"No, I am the supreme of the sixth generation, and I can't compete with your fourth generation of heroes. Supreme light mask, protect me! Supreme knife, exclusive **!" The long hatred and anger were uncontrollable. He was pressed and beaten by the heroes of the fourth generation, like a slap and a slap in his face. It was undoubtedly a great shame. Only by killing the other party can the shame be washed away. He attacked angrily, and the supreme shield of the sixth supreme came out, which increased his defense power by six times and attack power by six times, blocking Wu Yuan's attack. At the same time, he waved a knife, and the red knife went straight to the sky. The supreme meaning was permeated, full of all directions, and collapsed through the ages. With the power of opening the mountain and breaking the flow, he cut off the airflow, cut through the void, and went straight to Wu Yuan's forehead.

"Well, the little skill of carving insects, I dare to show off in front of me, eat my axe and break without trace!" Wu Yuan is very strong, without a trace of stage fright. From the confrontation, it is clear that the strength of long hatred is not as good as his own. There is no need to retreat from the front, and he can completely overwhelm him with absolute power. An axe waved out, broken without trace, without trace, smashed the knife light of long hatred, shook the big knife of long hatred, and knocked him back ten feet away. The tiger's mouth was broken, blood dripping, dripping down, dyed the earth red, shocking.

"Ring down!" Wu Yuan didn't give him any chance to breathe. He received a thunderbolt, which made him disgraced and fell into a state of paralysis. At the same time, he stepped out step by step, and in front of the long hatred, he cut his chest with an axe, penetrated into the depths of his heart, and hit a permanent damage blow.

Bum!

The long hatred fell to the sky, and the health value was 70%, leaving about 30 million. It was terrible to be seriously traumatized and lost the fighting ability. Looking at the murderous Wu Yuan, the long hatred was so scared that the bottom was wet and urine flowed to the ground.

Touch! Touch! Touch!

Wu Yuan was so ferocious that he pulled out the tiger spirit golden axe and put it on his wound one by one. He sprayed blood wildly. His chest was concave in a large area, and his internal organs were seriously traumatized.

—1200000, —1300000......

More than a million damage rose from the long hatred one by one, and his health fell straight down, and his life was imminent.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me, I can give you all my wealth." In the face of death, he was afraid of long-term hatred. As long as he could live, he would go. I'm willing to lick the bottom of an 80-year-old woman.

"Idiot, kill you, and everything you still belongs to me." Wu Yuan was contemptuated for a while, and the movements on his feet never stopped. He vomited three liters of blood. His regretted that his intestines were green. If he had known this, he would not have robbed Wu Yuan.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

There were constant screams, and tears slipped away with long hatred, desperately begging for mercy. Wu Yuan's response was still to serve one foot at a time, slowly tormenting the long hatred.

"Demon, you are the devil!" The long hatred almost fainted, and his heart was full of fear. His method of killing was generally very straightforward. He gave people two, three or five knives back to the west. How could he torture people like the other party? Compared with him, I don't look like a bad person. I'm obviously a good person, a great good person, and a super good person.

"God, my health value is less than 10 million. If it goes on like this, I will definitely die. Supreme bloodline, burn it!" The long hatred was frightened and endured the great pain. He risked it, preferring to consume the source and burn the supreme blood. The six-color halo flashed, and the colorful light overflowed, condensed into a physical light mask, blocking Wu Yuan's attack and shaking him back. At this moment, ten times the strength of long hatred broke out, and the supreme meaning swept through the nine heavens. It was magnificent and the only one in the world. Instead of attacking Wu Yuan, he ran away. His body shot like a stringed arrow, as fast as thunder, and he blinked 500 meters.

Long hatred understands from the confrontation that even if he burns the supreme blood, he can't kill Wu Yuan. If he fights again, he will definitely die. In this way, there is no reason to escape long-term hatred.

"I want to have a way, but I can't. A meteor strike!" Wu Yuan shouted coldly, locked the breath of long hatred, held the tiger spirit golden axe and cast a skill meteor strike, the golden light flashed, the tiger spirit golden axe broke through the air, raised a bright light, went straight to the long hatred, the divine power rolled, and everything turned into nothingness.

Ah!

A miserable cry came, and the tiger spirit golden axe broke the protective mask of long hatred, fell into his vest, nailed him to the ground, and the blood flowed, dying. Wu Yuan came to the face of long hatred. Under those frightened eyes, he kicked his head, and the sixth generation of supreme people died in Wu Yuan's hands.

A large number of items have been dropped with long hatred, most of which are garbage equipment, which is useless. Among them, an ancient skill book is the forbidden skill of the bow demon king of the evil camp.

A white light lit up, and Wu Yuan's skill column added one more skill.

Shooting the sky: level forbidden skill, consumes 200,000 essence, anger 100,000, skill cooldown 7 natural days.

Skill description: One arrow shoots the sky, earth-shaking, hit rate 100%, very powerful lethality, with automatic target chasing performance, 30% blast damage, 25% unrepairable damage, 20% permanent damage, 15% second kill.

"What the Supreme Master of the Sixth generation, he doesn't even have some decent items. It's simply rubbish." Wu Yuan looked dissatisfied and cleaned up the booty. Except for the skill of shooting the sky, the rest were chicken ribs and directly gave up.

Wu Yuan stepped on the blood-winged dragon and continued to move forward. After about 1,600 meters, he found six bodies. The way of death was the same as the first two places. The heart was dug, and the death was extremely cruel.