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The gravel dust settled down slowly, and it was filled with a smoldering underground passage. After the blasting of the foot bomb, there was a burnt hole on the outer wall, and the surrounding wall was covered. crack.

"Looks effective." Kyle stepped back and shrugged.

"Yes. As long as there are three such superpositions of formidable power, it will be able to break the outer wall of the corridor." Weiss agreed.

"This is easy." Pat the palm of his hand, Kyle is about to continue to draw cards, suddenly the channel behind the sound of sharp wind, the extremely dangerous feelings floating on the head, and even the rear neck is cool.

Almost instinctively, Kyle quickly lowered his head and just made this action like a reflection. A silver blade light risk swept across the head and cut off a few hairs.

While Kyle avoided the fatal blow, his face was chilly, and he applied back to the enemy with his elbows, and the elbow was still falling into a group of air.

The other party actually dropped the sniper at the speed of sound, and there was no pause in the back swing, and easily escaped the superb counterattack of his close distance!

All of this happened between Lightning Spark, in the eyes of ordinary people, and only three times slower to see the moment, the two have completed a tentative game.

"Fast speed!" Kyle was shocked, his body muscles as tight as the enemy, turned, and the twinkles swept to the rear.

That is the man who promoted the sickle form of one of the top four, like the one who found the good prey, and stared at Kyle with great interest. The faint appreciation said: "I can escape my quick sniper, a good reaction, you Sure enough."

"Why do you want to do it to me?" Kyle asked coldly. Inexplicably jumped out to slap him a knife, usually caught up in the morning, but now the most urgent task is to get out first, do not want to be entangled in this by the inexplicable challenger.

"Why? The weak are prey to the strong. The strong is king. This is the eternal law of the universe. How can there be many?"

The sickle man smiled straight, his narrow eyes exposed the cruel and unappealing fierce light, and raised his sickle and said: "I am the blade of the z-star planet. Our race was born to fight and behead. It just came to Saka. Planet, I killed the head of all the creatures I saw!"

He licked his lips and continued: "The ruler named 'Grandmaster' said that as long as I can win in the championship, I forgive my sins, but who wants his forgiveness? As long as he can fight with powerful creatures, and It's enough to slap the head of the strong man and taste the blood of the strong!"

"Master. There is no doubt that this is a metamorphosis of the slaughter system. Attacking life has no purpose, only pleasure for its own pleasure." Wiss whispered in Kyle's ear.

"You don't have to say it, I know." Kyle's face was indifferent, and he was alert to the sickle man.

Things got into trouble.

"If you can kneel down your head, it should be a very memorable thing."

The sickle man suddenly took a lunge and the sickle fell with the gale. Kyle had already prepared for it, and the flexible stepping on it was easy. The sickle fell on the wall behind him, such as cutting tofu. The scratches leave a smooth sniper groove.

If the ordinary person's body is hit by a blow, not dead or disabled, even if it is the super physique of the super soldier, it is necessary to cut off a piece of meat.

Kyle is not a gentle and weak temper. It is challenged and attacked by alien creatures. The anger of convergence point is once again in my heart.

"You have to fight, you can fight!"

Kyle's eyes were exposed to cold light, and one foot slammed on the other's knife. The scythe man rushed back, but underestimated the power of Kyle. The hand knives only slightly trembled and did not withdraw in time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kyle turned his body, kicked a kick, flew the sickle man's heavy cockroaches, and bounced on the passage walls and floor a few times, raising the dust.

But very quickly, in Kyle's cold eyes, the sickle man held the ground with a hand knife and a few drops of bright red blood on his mouth. He burst into a sly smile. "I really didn't misread you, this is not That's right, fight me!"

Kyle didn't take care of him. He reached for a moment and quickly realized the physicalization of the card. Two black rounded items were thrown at the scythe man, and he quickly stepped back a few steps.

"What is this?" The slashing man lifted his head and subconsciously waved his hands and slashed his knife. He cut the items that had been thrown in half, and the next moment, two fires and bursts suddenly broke out.

"Bastard! Come and fight with me!" The screams of the scythe man screamed in the creeps.

"Who said that you want to fight with your own double-knife monster, you are not fast, come chase me."

Kyle has a mockery on his mouth. Now he has no protection against venom coats and vibrating arm guards. There is no venom suit form and a soda carbon steel sword. The brain is sick and the opponent is born with a fight. The monster race is strangled.

Understand the gap between the strengths of each other, then rely on tools to make up.

He missed the card quickly, high-explosive grenades, shrapnel grenade, etc., like a brain that did not need money to throw forward, sealing the passage space.

For a time, the large and small explosions continued to rang through the underground passages, with the anger and pain of the sickle man.

The narrow underground passage has greatly limited its speed, and the grenade can exert an extraordinary effect in it, and it is not right.

Baptism, frequented by grenades and bombs, the sickle man, despite the rapid avoidance of the highest-risk central bombing area, was still blackened by the hair, and the wolverines were bloody and gunpowder.

"I don't believe… you can have that many ammunition…" Scythe man gnashing teeth, once again lifted the scythe that is no longer smooth, rushed to speed up the pace, the body speed bursts into the supersonic speed, the scraping Jinfeng rushed away the thick smoke in the area.

One of the blasting areas in the passage, the slashing man saw Kyle standing in front of him, just rushing to the color of joy, raising his hands and slashing the knife, but when he saw the weapon in Kyle's hand, his face Suddenly changed color.

"Don't mess with me!" Kyle coldly snorted, holding a laser machine with both hands, pulling the trigger, and a few dazzling blue white lasers shot from the muzzle.

The sickle man speeds away from the escape, and the body becomes a black shadow that becomes blurred. It bounces back and forth in the channel, and the laser that accurately predicts the position is all wiped out.

When the speed reaches above the speed of sound, it really means a little restraining of all attacks.

"Taste this." Kyle expressionless, a single hand gun constantly shooting, forcing the other party not to move closer.

His other hand was inserted into his pocket and the pocket was quite a bit like a treasure bag, and he took out a black disc.