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Chapter 22 Passerby killer, the flesh comes

Now Zhou Zhou is like playing a large sandbox game, both a rulemaker and a game participant.

With a thought, a team of Valyrian Rangers deviated and moved closer to Tang Ning and Xu You.

It's about five minutes left to get in touch with the poor team.

"I want to see if I eliminate the miscellaneous fish and fight strength one to one, do you dare to gamble?"

Zhou Zhou found a comfortable angle to lean on him, with a malicious smile on his face, and casually cut out the record chart.

"Zhao Heng, points: ten."

"Huh? Started to fight back? It's very fast."

Zhou Zhou cut out the corresponding picture and browsed the person's operations roughly.

The poor team, Zhao Heng, is a member of the wilderness.

Logically speaking, this guy's survival rate is no more than 17%.

Half of the other guys who were left alone were dead.

However, Zhao Heng completed a classic counterattack, which was so exciting that it could almost be cut into a collection.

Supernatural powers are invisible, lurking, slapping, cutting the throat, grabbing the blade with empty hands, and fatal back sting...

And the most detailed dismemberment!

The speed is almost instinctive, and a set of movements flows smoothly, like an elegant performance, pleasing to the eye.

Killer? No.

Zhou Zhou shook his head, Zhao Heng's eyes were pure and quiet, not the kind of violent and perverse murderer.

Artist? Not right.

He doesn't have that kind of aura.

I thought for a long time until Zhou Zhou witnessed Zhao Heng packing up the battlefield, moved towards the direction where Tang Ning and others left, and repeated his escape path.

Looking back at Zhao Heng, looking at his ordinary appearance and his low-key temperament that would be quickly ignored if he was not careful, Zhou Zhou finally thought of his nickname.

Passerby killer.

A killer who is as low-key as underwear and details as clean as a virginity.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Zhou Zhou couldn't help laughing. This kind of game is interesting.

If only the "Dynasty" performs well, it is easy for Zhou Zhou to have the illusion of playing stand-alone.

"The general trend is coming, and the storm is in full swing.

The waves are washed away, and heroes are emerging.

Everyone is the protagonist of their own story!”

Zhou Zhou sighed slightly.

"Since the game has begun, I will step up my practice."

No longer paying attention to others, Zhou Zhou stepped forward to the load tank in front of him.

After deducting the return fare, the last few hundred causal points of the Jade of Creation of Good fortune are quickly consumed until they return to zero.

Zhou Zhou and his body and soul turned into a rainbow light, shooting directly into the virtual plane created by the Lord of Light.

"It's so expensive to wear!"

The last slight complaint was left in the warehouse and fell into silence again.

Only the glorious master is always faithfully operating, the magnificent starry sky shines, and the barrier outside the warehouse door is as always.

...

The faint sunlight shone in through the gaps of the ancient trees, and gray and black lead clouds floated in the sky, foreshadowing the long winter year.

The slightly dry evergreen trees are covered with a thin layer of white frost, which blocks the light, making the inside of the jungle particularly dim.

On the eve of winter approaching, white terror permeates the northern land.

Even the oldest brother in black dared not guarantee that he could survive overnight in the forest of the Great Wall in Desperate.

"Click."

The sound of dead branches shattering was heard, not just one sound, but a continuous "cracking" sound, rising and falling in the quiet and dense forest.

Zhou Zhou walked in the wild boar forest without any concealment.

He wore a pair of black leather boots, a strong hunter outfit, a black midi jacket, a hard leather armor, and a cloak made of grizzly bear's leather, and his image suddenly became rough and wild.

Behind Zhou Zhou, there is a sharp blade produced by the Free Castle, which is a weapon that has been extracted from dragon flames, with amazing lethality.

He wore deerskin gloves on his hand, exposed five fingers. He was tied with two daggers with long and short ones on the right side of the waist, all of which were mixed steel daggers made of obsidian.

If you ignore the young and clean face and the excessively "arrogant" walking posture.

I'm afraid no one will suspect that Zhou Zhou is not a night watchman.

However, in the eyes of White Walkers, the "Night Watcher" in front of him was really worthy of being beaten.

The north wind raged last night, and the first snow fell outside the Great Wall.

The White Walkers in the North of the Extreme Cold have accumulated a population of twelve years, and are by no means for the purpose of making the Great Leap Forward.

The 50,000 White Walkers have set up camps and attacked the once warm south.

The White Walkers who remained at the foot of the Great Wall are scattered individuals who have not yet been organized into troops. They are dormant in the forest, waiting and expecting.

A race that can build armor and weapons, who can say that they do not have civilized fire, or ‘The-King’!

"Soul~~"

The sound of high-speed objects hitting leaves from far to near.

Zhou Zhou frowned, subconsciously put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and then let go.

"Swish~"

A White Walker jumped up from the bushes, and the ice sword in his hand fell down fiercely with the strong wind.

Zhou Zhou clearly saw the stiff and pale flesh on the Ghost's face, and his eyes were icy blue, with a bit of cruelty.

He was emitting white frost in his mouth, looking extremely cold.

After close contact, Zhou Zhou felt the murderous intent and frost cold that was coming to his face.

He finally understood why most people dared not fight against the White Walkers head-on.

The psychological pressure is too great.

Zhou Zhou twisted his waist violently, and the frozen air wind carried by the Ice Sword pressed his face, almost breathless, and tried his best to dodge to the side, and at least he avoided it blindly.

"Bang!"

The ice sword slashed on the ground, slashing a large number of dead branches, leaves and sand and gravel, and a sword mark of more than three fingers deep appeared directly on the ground.

This is the hard soil that is about to be frozen!

If this is cut on the body, Zhou Zhou will instantly turn into two halves.

Zhou Zhou was about to fight back, and raised his foot, and the ice sword slashed from bottom to top, slashing towards his neck, which was bound to behead him.

Zhou Zhou was in a mess and flipped over. Not to mention the Tiebanqiao, he didn't even dare to lie straight down and rolled to the side.

Sure enough, the White Walker's ice sword slashed down with a fierce wind the next moment, and hit the head with a slight slightest.

Zhou Zhou even felt the chill from the ice sword.

The splashed pieces of soil were like small mud balls shot from a slingshot. Several of them hit Zhou Zhou's face, which hurt and numb.

Zhou Zhou did not dare to neglect, continued to roll and widen the distance, then he got up and half-squatted, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"So fast!"

This fast does not refer to how fast the White Walker is, but its attack rhythm is very fast.

The White Walker has developed rich combat experience in the harsh extreme cold northern border, abandoning unnecessary movements and posture changes, making its attacks very simple and direct.

"It's so embarrassing."

Zhou Zhou was very upset and immediately calmed down.

According to normal circumstances, his combat power should completely suppress the White Walkers, and he is not even as good as the dynasty, but his own advantages cannot be reflected in actual combat.

However, this result was already under Zhou Zhou's expectations.

If Zhou Zhou could sweep across the entire northern part of the extreme cold with his rough power, then his purpose of training in the face of this planet would probably not be achieved.

"upbraid!"

Zhou Zhou bounced up and pulled out the long dagger from his waist.

Bang!

Mars burst.
Chapter completed!
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