The rotating strangulation net is getting tighter and tighter, and both the hunter and the prey are waiting for an opportunity to take action.
As if infected by the atmosphere of an approaching war, the already gloomy sky above our heads began to turn gray, and the clouds quickly turned from white to black.
The thick dark clouds were driven by a force and floated quickly, exuding the originally exuding atmosphere.
The weak light of the sun completely covered it up.
"The wind is blowing."
Fan gently stretched out his hand, as if to touch the flowing wind.
At this critical moment, he actually said such a sentence.
His actions immediately aroused the alert of Liu Sha, and everyone showed their sharp blades at the same time.
"The wind is blowing."
He muttered again, a hint of sarcasm and sigh flashing across his expression.
The Six Killers looked at each other and really didn't understand why Fan would say such a thing.
Fortunately, they didn't need to understand Fan's thoughts.
Their mission was just to bring him back.
If necessary, he has the right to execute him After conveying the message cryptically, they decided not to wait any longer.
"One kill" The sword was exactly the same, but it was from a completely different position.
This sword came from Fan's side and behind, and at the same time, two other swords stabbed out at the same time.
"Two kills" "Three kills" The Ripper accurately blocked the first kill, and the red light of the Red Language Dragon crashed into the second kill.
The third kill was like the claws of the god of death, going straight towards Fan's unprepared back heart.
The attack is coming in an instant, and the crisis is at a critical moment "Half-step kill" Bang He took a quick half-step forward, his body trembling abnormally, and the knife that was destined to succeed only left a scar less than half an inch deep on Fan's back.
"Kill in half a step."
Long narrowed his eyes tightly.
The unexpected miss of the three kills did not give the rotating six-kill group any pause.
If one hit was missed, another hit would come.
"Four Kills" Running like a shooting star, rushing towards the door At the critical moment, Fan's face was filled with ferociousness.
Ignoring the sharp and flying swords from the second kill on the right, he forced his upper body and leaned back, and a piece of broken hair slowly fell down.
He narrowly avoided the dazzling and fatal blow of "Four Kills" puff.
The tip of the Ersha knife penetrates the meat until the end of the handle "Drink!"
Regardless, Van Gogh shouted angrily, and the red dragon turned into lightning-like red light.
If the sword hits the opponent who is still in the air, it will definitely disembowel him.
At the critical moment, with his bald head, the four killers clasped their hands together.
His superb fighting skills allowed him to tightly clamp Fan's extremely sharp sword in mid-air.
However, Fang Yi caught it.
He suddenly felt bad "die" Fan suddenly shouted ferociously, and his roar was accompanied by an even louder and louder gunshot.
Wild elephant, what’s the red dragon he holds in his right hand?
It’s clearly a dark and rough wild elephant.
"Four Kills" Without enough time to inflict more injuries on Fan, Ersha immediately withdrew his hand and pulled over Sisha who was shot.
A loophole suddenly appeared in the rotating net of killing, and one kill and three kills were instantly retreated.
The expressions of these six people could not be seen, but Fan could clearly feel the killing intent from their pale and cold eyes, and the four of them shook their bloody hands tremblingly.
The bone-deep injuries made it difficult for him to hold a knife again.
Fan was not happy at all about inflicting such serious injuries on his opponent, because in his expectation, this shot would have been enough to completely injure his opponent, instead of just injuring his hands.
From this point of view, the vitality of peak life is indeed tenacious.
But there is also one reason why Van has not completely mastered Shield's bullet markings, and he has never had time to make more powerful bullets.
If today it had used the super high-explosive bomb that blasted off the city wall with Shield's shot, it would have cost half of the four kills.
Purple blood rolled down Brahma's arm.
Ersha's knife penetrated deeply into his triceps, and the brutal turning of the knife at the last moment further widened the wound.
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The wound that could not be closed caused his blood to flow uncontrollably.
If it is an ordinary person.
The entire right arm is considered useless.
It's a pity that Fan is not an ordinary person.
He dares to meet the second killing blow, so he naturally has his support.
It was almost visible to the naked eye that the wound on his right arm, which was half the size of a palm, healed rapidly, and countless granulation-like tissue tentacles quickly filled in the missing muscles.
Just like the advantages brought by the evolution of native species, unless it is a one-hit kill.
Or hit a vital point, any injury can only be regarded as a minor injury to Brahma now.
After stopping the bleeding in front of Liu Sha, Fan could feel the shock from them.
"What kind of ability is this?"
"Be careful with his right hand, there is still a gun hidden in his thigh muscle."
Si Sha struggled to stand up, his eyes revealed as solemn as ever.
"The abilities of native species are a bit special, don't test them any more, and make a quick decision."
Continuous misses and even injuries almost exhausted all the patience of Six Kills.
They were the best killers.
Six of them were sent out at the same time and never missed.
Today, they not only wasted two rounds of attacks, but even lost one of them.
Team members, and their opponent is just a young boy who is a little too young and has just reached the beginning of his peak.
With an order, the defeated Six-Kill Group once again surrounded Fan.
However, it might be more appropriate to call it the Five-Kill Group now.
The injured Four-Kill Group was unable to join the battle for the time being.
So the originally flawless six-sided encirclement inevitably had a loophole, but even so, the loophole was too small and difficult to exploit.
The difficulty of the Six Killing Group was beyond Fan's expectation.
After regaining their position and determined to fight quickly, the Six-Kill Group no longer had any hesitation.
In the blink of an eye like a spark, there is still no need for any advance movement of the sword, one to three kills with a sharp thrust from three directions.
At the same time, the Five Kills and Six Kills, who had not seen an attack for a long time, suddenly lost their traces at this moment.
No matter their perception or second consciousness, they were unable to capture their figures.
With awe in his heart, Fan struggled to block the attack of one and two kills.
He withstood the provocation of three kills by exchanging injuries for his body.
He had to concentrate on guarding against the disappearing five and six kills.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, three kills and one knife gouging out a large piece of Fan's flesh.
Fortunately, the back is the place with the thickest muscles in the human body.
The evolution of the peak level has made the hardness of the muscles substantially improved.
Otherwise, this knife would be enough to kill Fan's body. life.
He groaned, even though evolution had eliminated most of the pain, he still felt the piercing pain in his heart, which made Fan couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Obviously, Sanxia's weapon carries some kind of poison, or in other words, this is his exclusive ability.
One hit.
Three kills in a row, a long and short dagger flew up in his hand, one inch shorter and one inch dangerous, fighting at close range.
Nothing is more suitable than a short knife.
Several bloodstains appeared on his back in the blink of an eye, and the accumulation of severe pain made Fan's eyebrows jump.
However, compared to the more dangerous one-kill and two-kill, Fan had to devote more of his limited attention to them.
He still underestimated his opponents over time.
Both the speed and strength of the Six Killers are constantly increasing, which shows that they are still not using their full strength.
Maybe they still want to capture him alive as much as possible.
During the difficult resistance, a drop of sweat gathered on his forehead was attracted by gravity and went down along his eyebrows.
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Fan had no time to pay attention to these details.
So the sweat drops all the way down finally attached to his eyelashes, and then continued downward.
At this moment Physiological instinct made Fan blink his eyes involuntarily, and the mutated disciples were born.
"Penta kills" The ground beneath my feet suddenly collapsed.
Fan, who was unsteady on his feet, stumbled suddenly, and then the piercing pain in the soles of his feet made him cry out.
Wusha's ice-cold eyes were without a trace of warmth, and he was actually able to go deep into the ground.
At this time, he held Fan's left leg tightly with one hand, and the short knife held by the other hand had been deeply immersed in Fan's right foot.
The severe pain made Fan almost give up resistance.
However, at this moment, the sudden murderous aura made his eyes widen.
The extremely dangerous instinct made him look like a wild beast with explosive hair.
This instinctive action of leaning back unconsciously saved him by just a hair.
"Six kills" There was no sign of the void protruding from the top down, and there was no opportunity to catch it.
The knife that was supposed to go straight to the head finally stabbed into Fan's chest.
Until there is no handle This is the real killing blow.
If one step is taken, it is impossible for Fan to avoid it.
"It's over."
Liusha flipped neatly, landed on the ground and pulled out the short knife.
The remaining four people immediately retreated.
But even though they felt that this battle could be over, the killing net surrounding Fan still didn't let up at all.
He could no longer bear the pain.
Even with Yifan's strong vitality, such an attack was enough to make him lose resistance.
At this moment, his whole body was covered with dense wounds, and his ferocious blood mouth kept spitting out blood.
Bang.
Kneel down heavily on one knee.
Fan clutched the wound that penetrated his chest in pain, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at his opponent who was no longer able to fight, Liu Sha's eyes flashed with a trace of respect unconsciously.
No one could avoid his skull-piercing blow, even the opponent whose level surpassed him.
This blow came from him.
I have mastered it so far, but today is the first time I failed.
In fact, any task that requires his assistance is often a task where the Parliament decides to execute a fugitive.
And as early as when he accepted the task, the parliament presidents who conveyed the message vaguely reminded him that if he could not take action, then try not to take action.
Originally, he thought that he didn't need to take action at all.
Would a peak and junior opponent still need six of them to swarm him?
But the reality shocked him.
Not only did they swarm forward, but they even injured one of their team members.
However, their opponent was really just a peak-level person.
It is precisely because of this that Six Kills inexplicably arouses a hint of complexity and even respect.
This is a sign of recognition of the opponent.
Although Fan is only at the beginning of the peak, his high fighting spirit, decisiveness in making decisions at critical moments, and powerful combat operation skills all make Liusha very impressed.
"If he were stronger" Liu Sha couldn't imagine it anymore.
Until this moment, he didn't understand how Fan managed to avoid his final blow.
Maybe it was because of the flaw in the absence of the Four Kills, or other factors, but in short, Fan managed to avoid his attack after all.
After exchanging glances with each other, Liu Sha could feel similar emotions from his teammates to his.
However, looking at Fan whose body was covered with scars and who had lost his combat power, they couldn't help but feel complicated for a moment.
Even the Six Killers were dispatched to subdue their opponent, but the opponent was only a peak beginner.
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This was not a victory at all.
On the contrary, it was a shame.
It was the greatest shame that the Six Killers of Yama had been performing their missions for so many years.
"Follow us back, it's still too late."
Liu Sha said slowly.
From the bottom of his heart, he resisted killing the mission target for the first time.
"Give up.
We already know your secret.
Carlin and Zheyi have reported the threat your blood can bring to the council.
Therefore, we will not be contaminated by even a drop of your blood."
This was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
No wonder the Six Killers could always avoid Fan's blood.
No wonder the rhythm of their attacks was always a bit weird.
It turned out that they had learned Fan's secret early on.
Without direct contact with Brahman's blood, boiling blood would never have an impact on peak life.
The more powerful the power, the bigger the loopholes.
Obviously, the opponent has completely grasped his weakness.
Everything seems irreversible.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Rain, sudden rain.
"The wind is picking up."
Fan murmured softly again, spreading his palms and letting the raindrops hit him.
Thick cumulonimbus clouds let out muffled thunder, and the pouring rain came without any foreplay.
His clothes were quickly soaked completely, and with a frown on his face, Liusha finally made his final announcement.
"Be captured without mercy, or die."
Faced with this ultimatum, Fan, who was kneeling on one knee, stood upright unsteadily.
“You don’t even understand when the wind blows.”
“The battle is far from over, so why rush for an ultimatum?”
Looking up at the sky, the pouring rain roared and hit the earth.
"You said that, right?"
"You um" At this moment Liusha suddenly woke up Because he saw something, something mixed in the flowing rain.
Blood, purple blood, was at their feet, washed by the rain Cold words spat out from Fan's cold lips.
"Boiling blood
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