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Chapter eight hundred and fifty first attack

At the beginning of the game, the two people on the opposite side attacked without any communication. Zhang Yishan had already accumulated a lot of anger in the last game. Bai Ye from the Sixth Games team forced Ling Xingyue to a dangerous place several times. As the shield of the team, he did not fulfill his responsibilities as protecting his teammates.

Zhang Yishan had been unhappy for too long. If it weren't for Ferena just stopped him, Zhang Yishan would have been on the field directly. No matter what the rules were irregular, now facing the guys from the Sixth Games team, Zhang Yishan seemed to be facing the enemy who killed his teammates, and could not hide his murderous aura and anger at all. Berserker is such a warrior. Once the anger comes up, it is absolutely impossible to calm him down. Anger is the core of pushing the Berserker. When a Berserker is angry to the limit on the battlefield, it is absolutely terrifying. Zong Gui has obviously never seen any Berserker. He just followed his understanding of this, and slashed his metal sword at his hand towards Zhang Yishan.

First, there was a straight stab from the left hand, and then a slash from the right hand. It seemed that both of his swords could be stretched infinitely. Zhang Yishan separated the two swords with spears. He suddenly felt that the evil wind was not good behind him, and he rolled suddenly and avoided a sword head. The sword head was inserted straight into the stone slab on the ground, deep into the unknown depth.

Obviously, this place has no use for the protection of stone slabs to the Sect Ghost's sword. A rolling did not delay Zhang Yishan for much time. It was huge, but his movements were still as quick as a leopard. It was the characteristic of a berserker. He did not even look back and saw what was attacking him, so he continued to rush towards the Sect Ghost. Zong Gui smiled contemptuously, with both hands retracted, and turned into two short swords. Zhang Yishan, who had two spears, came up with the force of Zhang Yishan, who was swaying, exhaling, and swinging a blow, hit the Sect Ghost. Zong Gui originally had a one-handed sword to catch this spear.

But suddenly, I felt a great force and could not deal with it at all. I could only touch the sword with both hands. The two swords merged into a small shield, and the half-kneeling posture faced Zhang Yishan. The contradictions intersected, and a loud metal sound, the Zong Gui was directly hit on the ground. However, Zhang Yishan's short spear had been inserted into the Zong Gui's body at some point.

Looking at that position, it was already inserted straight from the lower abdomen to the heart, and it was basically out of help. The Zong Ghost, who was beaten to slide on the ground, slid for more than ten meters before stopping, and then stood up as if nothing had happened, grabbed the short spear, pulled it out of his body.

"Hahaha, why, I thought I would win now. I didn't expect that this kind of thing would be of no use to my location. You must have never thought of it? I just like to see you astonished!" Zhang Yishan looked at the Zong Gui opposite him coldly. "How do you know this is useless?" "Hahaha, I'm still not giving up, let me show you,"

As Zong Gui said that, he picked up the short spear again and stabbed it at his thigh. The short spear stabbed in instantly, but no blood was pouring out. In theory, such a large hole was in the thigh, and the blood was sprayed out like a spring water. However, after Zong Gui stabbed it, it seemed that nothing had happened, "Do you understand? My body can become a kind of metal at any time. These metal things stabbed in. For me,

All of them have nothing to do without any impact. I am not a guy like you, one by one, I am a metal controller. No one can hurt me except for someone like Bai Ye. And you are different. The body is mortal. As long as my sword can break a small hole in your mouth, I can,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Zhang Yishan couldn't help it, "I'm a grass, and you, when you go to the battlefield, tell your opponent your abilities first? Have you lived for too long and your brains are so funny? Or have you already bought yourself and lost, and it's just a formality here?"

Zong Gui grinned contemptuously, "You guy like you, even if you know my hunger ability, what can you do? What kind of way can you defeat someone like me? We are not players of the same level at all. In my eyes, you are like a bug. If you step on it, you will die. Do you understand?" Looking at Lin Tie on the field off the court, he heard this sentence, his expression was very wonderful. "Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom

The sect ghost, who was in high spirits on the field, was about to kick off the short spear of Zhangyi Mountain, but suddenly realized that he could no longer move his body. "What?" The sect ghost, who was still surprised, saw Zhangyi Mountain walking safely and picked up the short spear from the ground.

"What did you do?, you poisoned??Impossible. I am a metal controller. My body is immune to poisons. What did you do? Why can't my body move anymore?" Zhang Yishan looked contemptuous, "What did I do to tell your mother?? Are you not a metal controller? Now you can't even control yourself?" As he said, the short spear in Zhang Yishan's hand began to emit bloody light, and then it suddenly pierced into Zong Gui's chest. "Guess, for a guy like you, can I destroy your metal body? Well, I guess there is a paddle."

The old god's face at the beginning changed suddenly, "What are you using and what you used to pierce in, no no, no, it is impossible, it is absolutely impossible to happen at this time. How did you do it?! How could this happen? How could this happen?!" As the sect ghost shouted, the body around the short spear began to emit bloody light, and then a small and shattered crack began to spread around the short spear, and finally became bigger and bigger, more and more. Seeing that his body began to break and deform, the sect ghost began to scream in panic:

"No, no, this is impossible, this is impossible. I am invincible, invincible, no one can kill me, no one can kill me." Zhang Yishan curled his lips, "I really want you to be right, our team is just five people." With the establishment of the last five people, Zong Gui completely shattered and melted, turning into a pool of metal liquid, poured on the ground, "My grass is still really disgusting."
Chapter completed!
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