Chapter 1360： 　The Battle of Long Street (2)

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The next three minutes was like a nightmare for the Shadow Army soldiers.

In their eyes, Allen is only about 26th level. This strength can only be regarded as an average player in Mokdan, and it is probably at the level of a middle-level officer in the army. Just like the captain who leads this team now, he has the strength of level 27. But such a person acted too fascinatingly, no matter what the command of the shadow army commander, the other party can always leave before the soldiers close the encirclement, and then catch the gap and send a beam of light into the soldier's body.

Allen did not fire many shots, but every shot must be hit, and the location of the shot was the fatal part. After three minutes, the team of about a hundred people had already died and a dozen people were left, almost one person died every two seconds. It would be okay if only a few people died, but in three minutes, Allen killed people with such a constant rate, and the killing style was as precise as a machine, making the remaining Shadow Army soldiers timid.

In a bar hall, a soldier slid embarrassedly across the floor and across several tables. Seeing Allen hit the window and entered, the soldier lifted his leg and kicked out a few tables and chairs to try to hinder Allen’s actions, but he just kicked out the table and chair, Allen had already bypassed the table and chair and moved back to the soldier’s back, carrying A bit of a prophetic taste. The soldier rose up to resist, raised his gun and fired, and at the same time drew a dagger from his waist and ran into the body. Those shots forced Alan to dodge, really killing the dagger in the other hand.

Allen lowered his center of gravity to avoid the beams of light blasting his head as he wanted, but when the soldier pierced his heart with a dagger with joy on his face, Allen raised his head and smiled. The soldier suffered a pain in his knee, and the beam shot from Allen's gun almost broke his entire leg. The soldier immediately lost his balance. Allen used the gun as a stick and swept the soldier's head from bottom to top, causing him to fly upside down, smashing two tables. The entire face sank, and he had no breath.

Allen threw away the deformed beam gun, and walked out into the street.

The screams sounded again and again.

In the end, only the shadow army commander was left to confront him.

The captain looked gloomy and threw away the beam gun. Under the violent power of his body, it was not slow to swoop towards Allen. Allen shrugged and greeted him without retreating. The two ran into each other on the street. In the muffled noise, the nearby buildings rose and fell, followed by fissures, and the two buildings exploded by the aura of the collision! The captain flew out, his eyes and nose were bleeding, and he looked at Allen with an incredulous expression: "Are you really only level 26?"

After the second transformation, Allen, whose physical strength has greatly increased, was not damaged. He nodded seriously and said, "It is true." He stepped forward. Appeared next to the captain, pointed at a virtual point, a beam of gray light flicked out of his fingertips. A big wound appeared on the captain's chest immediately, and the viscera inside were instantly burned ashes by the void secret flame that broke into the body. Allen clapped his hands and whispered softly: "But my 26th level is different from yours."

He looked up, and Tracey and Smogg fought together on the other side of the street. Tracey is not the kind of strong who is good at frontal assaults, and Smogg is the kind of rampage on the battlefield. So Tracey was one level higher than Smogg in terms of source power, but the two were offensive and defensive at the moment. However, the ravaged tooth in Tracey’s hand is not a common product. Although the quality is not as good as those of the Scarlet Queen, the light blue light drawn by the dagger can easily be left under Smogg’s sword and armor. Deep cracks.

Tracey began to gain the upper hand, and it was estimated that she would be able to tell the winner within two minutes. Allen was about to join the battle circle and end the battle as soon as possible, when there was a round of applause. Allen smiled faintly and turned around. There was a man standing quietly on the long street behind him, with dark skin, pale lips, bright red eyes and head. The tall Baer was also wearing a black suit, with a scarlet whip in one hand and three long ropes in the other. Each long rope is tied to a collar with rivets. But it was not ferocious beasts wearing the collar, but enchanting women. Three women were lying on the ground like dogs, with their tongues out, one of them was still licking the man's shoes.

This picture made Allen frowned: "Are you walking a dog or a person?"

"It makes no difference to me." The man's voice was high, and he looked at the corpse at Alan's feet and said, "It's not easy. A middle-level officer of the Shadow Army died when he said he was dead. But I'm very curious. The so-called co-owner of the Wasteland is just so powerful? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Keschi, the president of the Hellhound Union. How about, are you interested in joining my union?"

Allen laughed without answering.

"It's a pity that you can only ask you to be my dog's food." Keschi smiled and raised his hand, and with a clever shock, the long rope tied to the collar bounced away. The expressions of the three women who were raised as dogs changed, their previous enchanting faces turned into fierce faces, and they swooped at Allen with their hands and feet. They have a lot of energy, but they are not low in strength, all of which are at the 25th and 6th level.

The woman who was like a mother beast jumped up in the air, spurring her fingers at Ellen.

Allen’s sensitivity to the Origin Force Qi Machine has now reached the level of seeing the slightest knowledge. As soon as the woman raised her claws, he could already see the "ripples" generated by the Primal Force in the space. Knowing the strength and trajectory of the next attack, it couldn't be easier The ground evaded before the end of the attack. In Keski's eyes, his "dog" and Alan were rehearsed thousands of times. The latter could not have been easier for one of the women to wrap around a claw that Xie Yuanli swung away, and there was still time to fly between the movements. With a kick, the woman was sent to a storefront across the street.

After that step, Keski knew that the woman would not survive. Allen's foot looked weak, the source force that could be delivered was concentrated and precise, and it shattered the internal organs of the woman when he penetrated through the body. Sure enough, there was no breath of the woman who fell into the shop, and then Alan passed through the other two women like a stroll in the garden, and rewarded the second woman with a foot. In an instant, the three "dogs" in Keski's hand were killed.

The short duration of the battle made Keski's eyes widen. He looked at Alan suspiciously, and the source power level of the opposite person was clearly placed there, which was level 26. Keski believed that no one could hide his strength under his nose, but at the same level as the 26th level, it was too easy for Allen to kill his men. He can be considered a man who has experienced many battles, but this will be a little unclear about Alan's fiction.

He snorted coldly and whistled. In the next moment, people appeared in the corners of the alleys on both sides of the street, under the shadow of buildings, in the windows of shops or on the rooftops. The killer from the Hellhound Guild looked at Alan coldly like a beast from the underworld. Allen spread his hand and said, "Can't you do it yourself?"

Keschi smiled and said, "As long as you kill them, I promise to greet you personally."

He snapped his fingers.

Dozens of figures suddenly threw out from their positions, everyone in black clothes and skin. For a while, even the street light seemed to dim a lot.

The figures interspersed and staggered, as if to surround Allen.

Looking at the long street obscured by the shadows, Kesqi squinted his eyes and whispered: "I heard that Gurant also found people from other unions. If you don't get rid of this guy as soon as possible, I'm afraid Kratt and Jaya and others. Will come to grab merit"

"In fact"

"We have come."

Unexpectedly, two voices sounded behind Keski, the president of the Hellhound turned around like an electric shock, and the man and woman were already standing behind him. The man has a burly figure and wears a dark purple armor. There is a lion sculpture on the chest of the armor. He is carrying a giant axe full of the size of a tabletop. A short chain hangs from the end of the axe handle and a skull is tied. Skeleton’s hollow eyes were facing Keski, and this man was Kratt, the president of the Lions of Hades Guild. The woman next to him wore a pair of cat earrings on a fluffy gray head, and her eyes seemed to be awake as if she was not awake. She was wearing a red skirt and two thin arms. Wearing gloves like hunting claws, the blade stretched from between the fingers reflects the sunlight. Obviously, this thing is not decoration, but a sharp weapon for killing. This cute looking woman is Jia Ya, the president of the Black Cat Guild.

Behind the two people were the killers and cadres of the lion of the underworld and the black cat. With the two presidents each gesturing, these killers dispersed, blocking the two ends of the long street.

Jaya, the chairman of the black cat, walked a few steps with a swaying pace, tilted her head and said: "The people from the Dark Prom are not here. I heard Master Gurant notified them. It's a pity that I still want to meet. Where's Xiao Luqi."

Ke Siqi said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, don't forget that I was the first to look at the prey. According to the rules, you have to wait until I get no results before you can interfere!"

The president of the lion of the underworld, Kratt, looked over to the long street and said, "Of course we know, but Keschi, if you have the time to argue with us, don’t you think it’s better to end up? Look, your dogs My son is almost ready for others."

"What?" Keith looked back awe-inspiringly, and sure enough, as Kratt said, there were not many killers left under his union. In just two or three minutes, Allen had brought down many killers, and he himself had no wounds. What's more, Allen's qi hasn't changed at all, which surprised Kesqi. A large number of assassins under his hand didn't even have the qualifications to consume Allen's energy!

In fact, not as Keski thought, Allen's source power was still consumed. It's just that Alan drew the source power from the void and consumes the amount, so there will be no change in Ke Siqi's eyes. The president of the Hellhound finally changed his color. He raised his hand and shook his hand. The scarlet whip in his hand stretched and swept away, sweeping a crack in the ground and hitting Alan. As the rift crossed, the killers of the other two unions evaded one after another, forming a passage between the two of Allen. Previous Chapter Back to Contents Next Chapter

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The next three minutes was like a nightmare for the Shadow Army soldiers.

In their eyes, Allen is only about 26th level. This strength can only be regarded as an average player in Mokdan, and it is probably at the level of a middle-level officer in the army. Just like the captain who leads this team now, he has the strength of level 27. But such a person acted too fascinatingly, no matter what the command of the shadow army commander, the other party can always leave before the soldiers close the encirclement, and then catch the gap and send a beam of light into the soldier's body.

Allen did not fire many shots, but every shot must be hit, and the location of the shot was the fatal part. After three minutes, the team of about a hundred people had already died and a dozen people were left, almost one person died every two seconds. It would be okay if only a few people died, but in three minutes, Allen killed people with such a constant rate, and the killing style was as precise as a machine, making the remaining Shadow Army soldiers timid.

In a bar hall, a soldier slid embarrassedly across the floor and across several tables. Seeing Allen hit the window and entered, the soldier lifted his leg and kicked out a few tables and chairs to try to hinder Allen’s actions, but he just kicked out the table and chair, Allen had already bypassed the table and chair and moved back to the soldier’s back, carrying A bit of a prophetic taste. The soldier rose up to resist, raised his gun and fired, and at the same time drew a dagger from his waist and ran into the body. Those shots forced Alan to dodge, really killing the dagger in the other hand.

Allen lowered his center of gravity to avoid the beams of light blasting his head as he wanted, but when the soldier pierced his heart with a dagger with joy on his face, Allen raised his head and smiled. The soldier suffered a pain in his knee, and the beam shot from Allen's gun almost broke his entire leg. The soldier immediately lost his balance. Allen used the gun as a stick and swept the soldier's head from bottom to top, causing him to fly upside down, smashing two tables. The entire face sank, and he had no breath.

Allen threw away the deformed beam gun, and walked out into the street.

The screams sounded again and again.

In the end, only the shadow army commander was left to confront him.

The captain looked gloomy and threw away the beam gun. Under the violent power of his body, it was not slow to swoop towards Allen. Allen shrugged and greeted him without retreating. The two ran into each other on the street. In the muffled noise, the nearby buildings rose and fell, followed by fissures, and the two buildings exploded by the aura of the collision! The captain flew out, his eyes and nose were bleeding, and he looked at Allen with an incredulous expression: "Are you really only level 26?"

After the second transformation, Allen, whose physical strength has greatly increased, was not damaged. He nodded seriously and said, "It is true." He stepped forward. Appeared next to the captain, pointed at a virtual point, a beam of gray light flicked out of his fingertips. A big wound appeared on the captain's chest immediately, and the viscera inside were instantly burned ashes by the void secret flame that broke into the body. Allen clapped his hands and whispered softly: "But my 26th level is different from yours."

He looked up, and Tracey and Smogg fought together on the other side of the street. Tracey is not the kind of strong who is good at frontal assaults, and Smogg is the kind of rampage on the battlefield. So Tracey was one level higher than Smogg in terms of source power, but the two were offensive and defensive at the moment. However, the ravaged tooth in Tracey’s hand is not a common product. Although the quality is not as good as those of the Scarlet Queen, the light blue light drawn by the dagger can easily be left under Smogg’s sword and armor. Deep cracks.

Tracey began to gain the upper hand, and it was estimated that she would be able to tell the winner within two minutes. Allen was about to join the battle circle and end the battle as soon as possible, when there was a round of applause. Allen smiled faintly and turned around. There was a man standing quietly on the long street behind him, with dark skin, pale lips, bright red eyes and head. The tall Baer was also wearing a black suit, with a scarlet whip in one hand and three long ropes in the other. Each long rope is tied to a collar with rivets. But it was not ferocious beasts wearing the collar, but enchanting women. Three women were lying on the ground like dogs, with their tongues out, one of them was still licking the man's shoes.

This picture made Allen frowned: "Are you walking a dog or a person?"

"It makes no difference to me." The man's voice was high, and he looked at the corpse at Alan's feet and said, "It's not easy. A middle-level officer of the Shadow Army died when he said he was dead. But I'm very curious. The so-called co-owner of the Wasteland is just so powerful? Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Keschi, the president of the Hellhound Union. How about, are you interested in joining my union?"

Allen laughed without answering.

"It's a pity that you can only ask you to be my dog's food." Keschi smiled and raised his hand, and with a clever shock, the long rope tied to the collar bounced away. The expressions of the three women who were raised as dogs changed, their previous enchanting faces turned into fierce faces, and they swooped at Allen with their hands and feet. They have a lot of energy, but they are not low in strength, all of which are at the 25th and 6th level.

The woman who was like a mother beast jumped up in the air, spurring her fingers at Ellen.

Allen’s sensitivity to the Origin Force Qi Machine has now reached the level of seeing the slightest knowledge. As soon as the woman raised her claws, he could already see the "ripples" generated by the Primal Force in the space. Knowing the strength and trajectory of the next attack, it couldn't be easier The ground evaded before the end of the attack. In Keski's eyes, his "dog" and Alan were rehearsed thousands of times. The latter could not have been easier for one of the women to wrap around a claw that Xie Yuanli swung away, and there was still time to fly between the movements. With a kick, the woman was sent to a storefront across the street.

After that step, Keski knew that the woman would not survive. Allen's foot looked weak, the source force that could be delivered was concentrated and precise, and it shattered the internal organs of the woman when he penetrated through the body. Sure enough, there was no breath of the woman who fell into the shop, and then Alan passed through the other two women like a stroll in the garden, and rewarded the second woman with a foot. In an instant, the three "dogs" in Keski's hand were killed.

The short duration of the battle made Keski's eyes widen. He looked at Alan suspiciously, and the source power level of the opposite person was clearly placed there, which was level 26. Keski believed that no one could hide his strength under his nose, but at the same level as the 26th level, it was too easy for Allen to kill his men. He can be considered a man who has experienced many battles, but this will be a little unclear about Alan's fiction.

He snorted coldly and whistled. In the next moment, people appeared in the corners of the alleys on both sides of the street, under the shadow of buildings, in the windows of shops or on the rooftops. The killer from the Hellhound Guild looked at Alan coldly like a beast from the underworld. Allen spread his hand and said, "Can't you do it yourself?"

Keschi smiled and said, "As long as you kill them, I promise to greet you personally."

He snapped his fingers.

Dozens of figures suddenly threw out from their positions, everyone in black clothes and skin. For a while, even the street light seemed to dim a lot.

The figures interspersed and staggered, as if to surround Allen.

Looking at the long street obscured by the shadows, Kesqi squinted his eyes and whispered: "I heard that Gurant also found people from other unions. If you don't get rid of this guy as soon as possible, I'm afraid Kratt and Jaya and others. Will come to grab merit"

"In fact"

"We have come."

Unexpectedly, two voices sounded behind Keski, the president of the Hellhound turned around like an electric shock, and the man and woman were already standing behind him. The man has a burly figure and wears a dark purple armor. There is a lion sculpture on the chest of the armor. He is carrying a giant axe full of the size of a tabletop. A short chain hangs from the end of the axe handle and a skull is tied. Skeleton’s hollow eyes were facing Keski, and this man was Kratt, the president of the Lions of Hades Guild. The woman next to him wore a pair of cat earrings on a fluffy gray head, and her eyes seemed to be awake as if she was not awake. She was wearing a red skirt and two thin arms. Wearing gloves like hunting claws The blade stretched from the fingers of the fingers reflects the sunlight. Obviously, this thing is not decoration, but a weapon for killing. This cute looking woman is Jia Ya, the president of the Black Cat Guild.

Behind the two people were the killers and cadres of the lion of the underworld and the black cat. With the two presidents each gesturing, these killers dispersed, blocking the two ends of the long street.

Jaya, the chairman of the black cat, walked a few steps with a swaying pace, tilted her head and said: "The people from the Dark Prom are not here. I heard Master Gurant notified them. It's a pity that I still want to meet. Where's Xiao Luqi."

Ke Siqi said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, don't forget that I was the first to look at the prey. According to the rules, you have to wait until I get no results before you can interfere!"

The president of the lion of the underworld, Kratt, looked over to the long street and said, "Of course we know, but Keschi, if you have the time to argue with us, don’t you think it’s better to end up? Look, your dogs My son is almost ready for others."

"What?" Keith looked back awe-inspiringly, and sure enough, as Kratt said, there were not many killers left under his union. In just two or three minutes, Allen had brought down many killers, and he himself had no wounds. What's more, Allen's qi hasn't changed at all, which surprised Kesqi. A large number of assassins under his hand didn't even have the qualifications to consume Allen's energy!

In fact, not as Keski thought, Allen's source power was still consumed. It's just that Alan drew the source power from the void and consumes the amount, so there will be no change in Ke Siqi's eyes. The president of the Hellhound finally changed his color. He raised his hand and shook his hand. The scarlet whip in his hand stretched and swept away, sweeping a crack in the ground and hitting Alan. As the rift crossed, the killers of the other two unions evaded one after another, forming a passage between the two of Allen.