First Player Chapter 250

Chapter 250 Chapter 247 "Sword Gate"

Su Mingan plunged his sword into the head of a white monster on the ground, and the blade of the sword pierced through the Tianling Gai, just piercing through the opponent.

He landed quickly, the blade slid down, and cut through the body of the strange man in front of him like cutting white tofu. Blood spurted out like a streak, and a few drops fell on his cheek.

Before he had time to catch his breath, he heard the sound of breaking air coming from behind.

…The weirdos from the back came back.

He could even hear Xia Luoyang shouting:

"—You shouldn't have chosen to flee, Yang Xia, this time, you made the worst decision."

"I don't regret it." He said in a low voice, grabbed the sword sharply, wiped out the attachment, and swept away!

The pitch black turned into a streamline, and a black moon arc was drawn around him. The electric baton thrown over was sharply slashed, and the crackling sound of electric current could be heard.

Absolutely sharp.

comes with a blade of annihilation, which can achieve an effect similar to absolute sharpness.

He swept out with a sword, without stopping at all, and rushed into the depths of the forest.

Next to , Mo Yan carried Suzunako on his back and quickly followed him.

This time, it was Mo Yan's turn to be unable to keep up with him.

The agility in the clear state is 38. Although the running speed of a person is not numerically increased, he also has as much as twice the speed of Mo Yan, and soon Mo Yan falls behind.

He paused his steps and matched Mo Yan's speed to help him block the long-range attacks behind him.

But obviously, Mo Yan's speed is no match for those white monsters, the distance between the two sides is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Yan didn't speak, just kept his head down and ran with all his strength.

Bean-sized sweat slid down his cheeks, the young man who had been smiling all the time pursed his lips tightly, his face flushed red, and he even retracted his sword.

He had obviously accelerated to the limit.

The branches on both sides of the scraped his cheeks, and blood in different shades appeared on his face again.

seems to be guided by Xia Luoyang's order, and the strange people behind him are faster than before.

The distance between the two sides is constantly narrowing.

"Come down!" Su Mingan immediately put down Dongxue and let her run back first.

He had to stop these weirdos who were rushing up, or they would be overtaken by a group.

He stopped and held his sword towards the front.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters…

"Pfft!"

The long sword pierced into the flesh, and his sword pierced the chest of the fastest white monster. The opponent's arms were on the neck, and he couldn't let his sword pierce the neck.

But obviously, piercing the chest has no effect on the opponent, and even the blood bar only dropped a little.

"Boom!"

The opponent suddenly flew a kick. Su Mingan had just drawn his sword, but it was too late to dodge. He immediately held the sword in one hand and put the other hand behind the sword, blocking the opponent's powerful blow.

An extremely strong sense of impact struck instantly, and the blade made a crisp sound of "clang", and even faintly heard the sound of fine cracks on it.

【HP-639! (Block!)]

This time, the **** numbers jumped out of Su Mingan himself.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward uncontrollably, hitting a tree trunk.

"Boom!"

The leaves flew and scratched against his cheek, bringing a tingling pain.

But what hurts more at this time is the chest.

That blow just now, even with the block of the blade, the power was inevitably transmitted to his chest, as if someone gave him a hard blow with a steel rod, he didn't know if he had broken his ribs because of it.

Blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth and dripping onto the ground. He held the sword in one hand, propped himself on the ground, and quickly got up with the trunk.

A little wetness suddenly appeared on his body, and the sound of pattering gradually sounded.

The rain dripped on the top of his head through the dense branches and leaves, and the cold temperature gradually flooded.

It's raining.

Su Mingan raised his head.

He saw a surging white monster, at least thirty or forty, rushing towards him like a tide.

If he attacks the fatal point of these monsters, he can indeed kill the opponent in seconds, but these white monsters can also kill him in seconds if they get the chance.

And, once he starts getting hurt, it affects his own actions.

He quickly took out the johnson.

【Jonson Pharmacy: After injection, a total of 500 health points will be quickly recovered within ten seconds, and multiple injections are possible.

Note: This item comes with strong pain, please be careful to stack it! 】

This is a syringe filled with blue liquid.

He quickly stabbed his left arm, and regardless of whether it was in the right position, he pushed the liquid directly into it.

The intense pain described in the Johnson & Johnson drug description soon began to take effect, and the fine pain sensation of ant bites generally occurred on the body. Facing the surging white monster, he raised his sword, and suddenly saw Mo Yan, who was supposed to be running, still standing aside.

Mo Yan was standing beside him, like a stake stuck in the grass, the rain fell from his cheeks, his face was full of indescribable expressions.

"...What are you doing standing here?" Su Mingan frowned: "Run."

He finally bought time, but this person is still standing here?

Delicate pain sprang from all corners of Su Ming'an's body. He was holding onto the wet tree trunk, barely standing, and his hand holding the sword was shaking.

Mo Yan did not speak.

He turned around, turned his back to Su Mingan, and raised his sword in the dense rain curtain.

"Bang!"

A sharp and crisp sword sounded, as unstoppable as it pierced the sky.

As if something was suddenly awakened, the blade waved a blazing white light.

"Big Brother, I asked Suzunako to run first, with Dongxue." Mo Yan said, "They should have run a distance now, Big Brother can catch up if you hurry up."

"what are you going to do?"

Mo Yan didn't answer, just stepped forward and stood in front of him.

The light of the sun rain fell on the short robe of the young man in front of him with black background and white pattern, reflecting the **** light of the sea. Mo Yan raised his sword against the white monster who was rushing over.

The body of the sword hummed, and there was a dragon-like power and sharpness in the sound of the sword.

Su Mingan supported the tree trunk, and the pain in his chest gradually became numb with the use of the johnson.

"People in the Sword Sect will not be a burden to the savior." Mo Yan turned his head and raised his sword: "Brother, let's go, and I will pay you back."

The rain slid down his cheeks, and the blade was clear, reflecting the sharp edge that suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, there was no laughter on his face, only an extremely quiet calm remained.

Mo Yan knew for a long time that his speed had become a weakness in the team.

If he doesn't stay, even if Su Ming'an stops the weirdos now, the group will be dragged to death sooner or later.

Therefore, he took the initiative to choose to stay.

He glanced at Su Mingan one last time, then stopped looking back, suddenly stepped forward and raised his sword.

The raindrops are like beads that reflect the streamer, shining like diamonds in the rain screen.

"Sigh—!"

The sword light was like a silvery wandering dragon, and the surrounding leaves were all illuminated by the light.

The vertical and horizontal sword energy suddenly surged out, Mo Yan shouted and charged towards the enemy at the forefront. The driven airflow scraped the broken leaves and flew up, the sword qi was noisy, and the sword light flickered like a cold star.

"Sigh—!"

The blood line surged up, and he slashed horizontally with a sword, cutting off a pair of big hands stretched out by the monster.

Countless electric batons struck him, he held the hilt of the sword, and the sword energy swirled on it.

The light of the sun rain shone on his body, and the blade of the sword reflected light like a mirror. The signature that was crossed out on the mirror surface was now a shimmering blazing white in a gleam of cold light.

Although he usually has a smiley face and looks like a salted fish with no bones and bones, when he was standing at the front with his sword, his body was like a sword bone, standing in place, and the hand holding the sword did not tremble at all.

"Brother, let's go—!"

His slightly trembling voice came over.

Su Ming'an didn't stop her, and she didn't stage any bitter drama of "I won't leave if you don't go."

He just watched the other person's figure plunge into a white stream decisively, like ink melting in water.

He turned around and ran in the direction of Suzunako and Toyuki.

As he turned around and ran, he heard the muffled sound of the blade touching his body behind him. The sound of the sword qi vertical and horizontal, and from behind, a very loud shout:

"The white head of Shaohua is only a moment. The way of heaven is constant, and the cycle goes back and forth—"

Su Mingan was running and heard these familiar words.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi scraped from both sides of him, with bursts of harsh sounds, he looked back again, and saw the sword qi forged like fire, galloping up like it could illuminate the world.

The young man standing at the front is like a sharp sword unsheathed. White light spews from his sword like a galaxy pouring down from the sky.

"The battle of the Great Dao, what are we afraid of!"

The loud shout came from the other side of the Milky Way, as if it was swept through the blazing white river.

Facing the golden sunlight, an extremely long oblique shadow was drawn behind him, and blood flew out in front of him.

He laughed and shouted with endless wanton freedom.

"—Mo Yan, the disciple of Xiaoyaozi from Jianmen, learn from you and other great tricks!"

【Big brother, don't think too badly about other people. 】

【There are still many good people in the world. 】

【Big brother, big brother, you must believe me...I really have no bad heart, I really feel bad for big brother. 】

【I can also really hope that Big Brother can usually be less prepared... 】

【If I wanted to do it, I would have done it long ago. My brother and I are now, do you still believe me...? 】

"I believe you." Su Mingan whispered.

He quickened his pace, away from the turbulent battlefield.

Fewer and fewer broken leaves floated behind him, and the sword qi lingering gradually moved away.

The scenery on both sides of was quickly dropped by him, and the sound of sword energy gradually faded in his ears.

The ancient Wu family, the people in the sword door, how could it be a whiteboard player who just ended.

...Mo Yan's fighting power has never been fully manifested. The level of will that is occasionally manifested is also far higher than that of normal people.

Previously, Su Mingan always doubted whether this person was a sniper-like character. After all, the other party's enthusiasm was too deliberate, as if he wanted to post it on his own initiative.

He was always on guard against Mo Yan, ignoring the goodwill of the other party.

When the dungeon reset, he directly asked why the other party knew his room information.

Mo Yan's answer at that time, his eyes at that time, he still remembers.

Mo Yan raised his head and looked at him at that time.

In the eyes of that young man, there was unprecedented sincerity at that time. His complexion was almost pale at that time, but his eyes were translucent.

【Big brother can trust me. 】

…Mo Yan may be right.

There may be many "good people" in this world.

... Isn't he just right now, here, met one...?

He ran hard, chasing the scenery ahead.

The field of vision gradually broadens.

When he slowed down and saw the sloping rain curtain blowing past his eyes, he saw an extraordinarily wide piece of land.

Toyuki and Suzunako, standing in the rain curtain, in front of them is a suspension bridge swaying in the rain.

The rope bridge links to the other side of the cliff, and you can vaguely see the opposite path and the shallow shadow of the city hidden behind the woods.

"Maybe Zhuang Guo remembered the wrong direction, the suspension bridge is here." Dongxue saw him and was very happy: "Yangxia, look, we can go out from here!"

Su Mingan glanced.

The suspension bridge was teetering in the wind and rain and looked like it could flip at any moment.

Touyuki and Suzunako also thought that she would fall in the next two, so they stopped here and waited for him.

Su Mingan stepped forward, put Dongxue on his back, picked up the little Suzunako, and rushed forward.

"By the way... Brother, what about the other brother?" Suzunako asked in a low voice, lying on his chest.

Maybe it was because Mo Yan had rescued her several times on the way, and she seemed to be very concerned about him at this time.

"Ah, Mo Yan." Su Mingan stepped on the wooden board of the suspension bridge, balancing in the gale: "He's still behind...it'll be a while..."

His voice stopped.

The icy, inorganic system voice rang in his ears amid the fierce rainstorm mixed with the cold wind.

【Number of survivors: 3. 】

"...probably won't be back in a while." Su Mingan said softly.

(end of this chapter)

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