The overwhelming tide of ghosts finally swept in, and Lin Xiaolan's arrow rain also became extremely small and helpless, at the entrance of this pyramid, Mu Shaoan faced a dense attack from all directions, the sky and the ground in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this moment, he was still as calm as a rock, as if none of this had anything to do with him, until a dozen sharp claws were only a few centimeters away from his body, and the battle knife suddenly came out of its sheath.

There is no rainbow through the sun, no sword light like snow, no dragon roaring tiger.

Some are just sharp, incomparably sharp, this long knife with four gaps seems to burst into vitality in an instant, with a soul, and the monstrous killing intent is unstoppable.

The immortal heavy shield was still quietly standing on the yellow sand, the seven death wooden spears were still on his back, Mu Shaoan was holding a knife in both hands, at this moment he was not a shield warrior, not a throwing master, but a swordsman walking alone on the yellow sand.

Against all odds.

The scorching sun is scorching, the yellow sand is long, and the heat and torment will not have the slightest effect.

The long knife waved, leaping like lightning, and in an instant, thousands of blows, three seconds later, a clearing was completely formed within ten meters around Mu Shao'an's body, and the twenty-one second-form red ghosts that rushed into this range were all killed.

As for himself, no claw could touch him.

But the ten-meter gap only lasted for a second, and then it was immediately filled with a red frenzy, there was no nonsense on both sides, life, or death, it was not a choice question here, but I let you die, you must die.

Mu Shaoan is not stingy with his explosive value, and he will never think about any protracted battle, as for life and death, it will not be in his consideration, maybe he will die, maybe he can live, but what does it matter, what are the battle points?

What about the golden rewards?

He didn't care.

He loves to be adventurous, he likes to experiment, and he likes to push his limits.

Just as he dared to jump into the tide of thousands of corpses alone in the Seven Days Killing World, at this moment, he would not hesitate to block in front of the tide of nearly a thousand more powerful ghosts, just to break through, constantly breaking through his potential.

This reason seemed to others to be simply childish, crazy, and ridiculous, but he was willing to do it.

The burst value in the body is rapidly depleted, and at the same time, it is also recovering quickly.

His mastery of power allows him to get the most out of it at the lowest cost.

However, at this time, there is no room for sloppiness, and when there are more than a dozen or twenty ghosts attacking at the same time at every moment, he must go all out.

And that's exactly what he wanted.

If you don't go crazy, you can't be a demon.

No breakthrough, no limits.

Only a true warrior would regard the bloody swords of a long knife as a lifelong pleasure.

The battle intent is condensing, the killing intent is raging, and there is already a faint blood-colored light shrouded in the long knife of war, and it is impossible to tell whether it is soaked in blood or what?

The red ghosts came one after another, and each time they seemed to be able to pounce on Mu Shao'an, who was close at hand, but every time they were greeted by a cold and sharp blade.

This person is like a ghost, the speed of the knife is too fast, the coordination and balance of the body are too against the sky, God knows how he did it?

He is like a superb dancer, every wrong step, every displacement, every lean, every maneuver, with a kind of lofty elegance, not simple agility, not pure strength, not simple dodge, not pure balance.

Everything starts with stability.

Obviously, he moves like a rabbit, his hand is like electricity, and his body is smart, but he is stunned to give people a mountain-like majesty, which cannot be shaken.

So much so that Lin Xiaolan, who was constantly shooting feather arrows in the back, was stunned for a moment.

Really, she couldn't figure out how Mu Shaoan did it?

The combined power of dozens, hundreds of biochemical ghosts will definitely be able to crush Mu Shao'an, and this kind of duel from the data will not go wrong, so even Zhong Yuan and others are as confident as if a catastrophe is coming, and a person as proud and confident as herself is also like the end of the world.

She never understood what kind of self-confidence Mu Shaoan had?

You must know that even if there are C-level masters here, they don't dare to stop nearly a thousand second-form red ghosts with just one person.

Because two fists are hard to beat with four hands, heroes can't beat many people, this is almost the law, no one can advance and retreat under such a dense attack, since there is no room for advance and retreat, then it is natural to be beaten to death by the group.

But now everything Mu Shao'an has shown finally makes Lin Xiaolan understand a little, it's a pity that she is not a melee profession, otherwise witnessing this scene will definitely be enlightened and beneficial.

That's right, a long time ago, Mu Shao'an was far ahead of all D-level program soldiers and understood the secret of the word stability, which is why that Xu Feng was obviously similar to him in attribute data, but he couldn't even catch a move.

In the past six days, Mu Shaoan seemed to be asleep, on the one hand, he was trying to confuse the virus, and on the other hand, he was constantly understanding the role of stability in the battle.

This sounds like a fantasy, but in fact, it is not, people who have nothing in their hearts are of course dreaming, but Mu Shaoan has already seen the way for the first time, and there are hills and valleys in his chest, and then he feels it at this moment, which is no less than the effect of retreat.

If nothing else, has anyone else ever been alone, besieged by hundreds or thousands of enemies, and yet able to fight until the end?

Who has?

Almost no one has had this experience, or almost all of those who have had this experience have died.

But Mu Shaoan had, and more than once and survived to become the final victor.

So he just needs to keep recalling every detail of his state of being besieged by countless enemies, constantly regurgitating, and constantly improving, which in itself is a great progress.

In a sense, he is better at dealing with group fights than others, which is why he was able to grasp the true meaning of stability faster and earlier.

Everything, you have to experience it first, before you can understand it, let a person who has never experienced this kind of besieged desperate situation, let a person who has always been accustomed to cooperating with teammates understand this, unless he is a supreme genius, there is no way to understand it.

And all these causes and effects are gathered here, and the miracle of this moment is accomplished.

It was obviously a large number of ghosts besieging from all directions, from the sky to the ground, but it evolved into Mu Shao'an surrounding and blocking, at the entrance of this pyramid, within this space of less than ten meters, he held the long knife of war in both hands, with the heavy shield of the immortal inserted on the yellow sand as the center of the circle, flying horizontally, leaping, moving left, flashing right, whirling, and pounced, and did not see the long knife flashing, only the corpses were stacked.

The blood-soaked sword seemed to be getting sharper.

In just a few minutes, the originally spacious entrance to the entire pyramid was completely blocked by corpses, Lin Xiaolan originally wanted to give up everything to provide support for Mu Shao'an, but now she suddenly found that her support was meaningless.

"What happened?"

Zhong Yuan and the others, who had been nervously hiding at point B of the pyramid, finally couldn't help but rush out again after waiting for a few minutes, and then they saw the scene in front of them, and the roars could be heard outside, but the entrance to the pyramid was blocked by corpses, and gurgling blood flowed like a stream.

Lin Xiaolan stood there sluggishly, lost in despair.

"Hurry up and help, get the bodies away. ”

Everyone is a smart person, although they don't want to believe it in their hearts, but the facts can't be changed, in this case, since there is such a terrifying master on their side, so if they don't get a piece of the pie at this time, do they have to wait for daylily?

A group of people were busy moving the clogged corpses away, ready to join the battle with impatience, but the corpses stacked on top seemed to be faster, and they were like survivors trapped in a mine, digging desperately without end.

"Hurry up, Mu Shaoan is waiting for us to rescue outside. Zhong Yuan shouted, he almost regretted his death.

Everyone regretted dying, Nima, I knew that there was such a strong teammate, they would not escape to point B to hold on, these are all valuable points.

And Mu Shao'an, who was outside at the moment, had already exhausted his explosive value dozens of times, but his killing action with the knife in both hands had not slowed down at all, he still had a strong spiritual power that could be slowly consumed, and he could continue to burn, as long as he could still hold the long knife of war, he could continue to fight.

The virus side thinks that it can use the crowd tactics to consume him alive, which is indeed a good way to avoid the loss of its own elite and take out the first threat.

But they were only one point wrong, Mu Shao'an's limit was not something that could be broken through by this more than 1,000-meter red ghost.

At this point in the battle, even those white ghosts joined the battle, trying to use this elite + cannon fodder method to test it, but it didn't make any sense, unless there was the kind of ghost that could crush Mu Shao'an, otherwise they couldn't bring Mu Shao'an any trouble in this way.

For him, whether it is the cannon fodder red ghost or the elite white ghost, it can be a knife in a second.

The blood-colored light emitted by the battle lance at this moment was already extremely rich, but in this blood-spattered battle, no one could detect it for the time being.

Mu Shao'an should have been the first to notice it, but at this moment, his whole body and mind were devoted to this battle, and he didn't care about this at all, let alone the fact that the long knife of war was getting sharper and sharper.

So much so that this long-planned siege began to turn into a massacre.

When Zhong Yuan and the others finally crawled out of the layers of corpse mines, they only heard a sharp whistling, and the red ghost who was besieging Mu Shao'an instantly retreated and rushed into the rolling yellow sand.

Because it is no longer possible not to retreat, Mu Shaoan can hardly see any fatigue, but there are already more than four hundred red ghosts killed by him, this is a complete suicide attack, the crowd tactics have failed, when will it not retreat?

"Ahh

Zhong Yuan and the others were almost so angry that they vomited blood, these bastard viruses, if they hold on for a few more minutes, they are too faceless, can they still have a good time, how can they bully people like this, Lao Ziyu is dissatisfied!

"Commander, let's catch up and avenge Mu Shao'an!"

An anti-virus hunter from the second list shouted angrily, he didn't see Mu Shao'an, who looked like a blood gourd not far away.

"Chasing?"

Zhong Yuan was a little excited in his heart, he was very confident in his strength, even if he was alone in the face of twenty red ghosts, he was not afraid, if the other party used wheels to fight, twenty at a time, one hundred in a row, he was also not afraid, but when he thought of hundreds of red ghosts rushing up in one go, he couldn't help but shudder, bird feathers This is not the same thing at all.

There is no room to exert it, and it is definitely the end of being beaten to death by the group. (To be continued.) )