Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 902 Broken Ambition (for Subscription)
One after another, black shadows split out from the original black shadows. In just a short moment, hundreds of black shadows surrounded Wanbao, and a black light condensed in the hands of each black shadow, heading straight towards Wanbao. Come under siege.

It seemed that Wan Bao had no intention of letting Wan Bao say his name.

Wan Bao jumped up, his figure flickered, and the long stick transformed by special magic swung sharply. The billowing shadow of the stick resisted the black light like waves, holding the stick with one hand in his left hand, and Wan Bao cast his own stick technique with one hand, As a defense, on the other hand... he began to think of a way to pass on the news he saw and knew.

Whoever it is...regardless of his own outcome.

He wants to pass on what he sees.

The muscles on Wanbao's body had already swelled completely.

This shows that he has begun to use up even the last bit of strength.

For the truly strong, the external display of the muscle surface and the display of lines are meaningless.

Losing control over the fluency of the body also means losing control over the overall battle situation.

"Cannot deliver message!"

"This place is blocked!"

"How to do?"

"Don't be in a hurry! Don't be in a hurry. I just need to procrastinate... After a while, someone will notice something is wrong. No matter how I say it, I used to be a character. Zhao Weian and the others will notice me and notice that something is wrong with me! "Wan Bao kept comforting himself, and the long stick in his hand wove into a big net, wrapping himself tightly.

On the other side, hundreds of black shadows gradually merged into one body as they walked towards Wanbao. The original illusory body actually became materialized, but the whole person seemed to come out of a painting, that kind of transformation from virtual to It feels realistic, but it can't give people any sense of beauty.

On the contrary, there is a very blocked feeling.

"Are you unwilling?" Soi Ying finally spoke, his voice hoarse, but with a sharp high pitch.

Wan Bao took a deep breath, exhaled all the turbid energy breath in his body, and then said to the black shadow, "Why? This is a trap, isn't it?"

"Why? You're not...!"

"You talk too much!" Soi Ying said.

As soon as the words fell, Sombra had already shot again.

The terrifying claws seemed to come from the darkest place in the starry sky, and grabbed Wanbao fiercely.

And there was a huge crisp sound under Wanbao's feet, the space was crushed by Wanbao's foot, and his body had been cut into the distance like an arc.

The giant claws wobbled across Wan Bao's side.

Although he was not caught by the devil's claw, the fingertips of the devil's claw passed close to Wanbao's body, sparks scattered everywhere, and his chest was already bloody in an instant.

A mechanical golden lotus flew out, protecting Wan Bao's body.

Drops of life potions extracted from the blood of powerful star beasts were sprinkled by Wan Bao on his ruptured wounds.

But this magic medicine, which was originally enough to heal the physical injuries of Jinxian level, is now very difficult to work.

The claw of the shadow seemed to contain some kind of power at the bottom of the rules.

The purely strong vitality cannot make the wound get rid of that force, and then heal the wound spontaneously.

Take out a bullet at random.

On this bullet, circles of lotus petals are engraved.

Wan Bao poured most of his remaining strength into this bullet.

Afterwards, he folded his hands together, using his own strength to fabricate a sniper rifle, and then stuffed the bullets into the gun.

boom!
This bullet, which looked very special at first glance, escaped from the muzzle, and then turned into a golden light, slashing towards the shadow.

The bullet slammed into Sombra's body forcefully with seemingly irresistible force.

However, the bullet in Sombra's body seemed to have entered an illusory corridor of time and space.

Shuttle back and forth non-stop, but unable to cause any specific and real damage to the black shadow.

Obviously, the bullet that Wanbao regarded as the trump card had no effect at all.

However, Heiying seemed to have lost all his patience by Wanbao's 'little tricks'.

He stretched out his hand, and pulled out a pitch-black knife from the dark and deep void.

This knife seems to devour all light, even if the eyes fall on this knife, the sight will be distorted accordingly.

Seeing all this from the corner of Wan Bao's eye, his heart felt even chillier.

Even though he already knew that he was definitely not the opponent of this person in front of him.

But... such a big gap, exhausting all the cards, and being unable to cause any damage or hindrance to the opponent... still makes Wanbao frustrated and desperate.

"Wait! I have something to say!"

"I can cooperate!"

"I am willing to cooperate!"

"I can···."

Wanbao was still unable to utter the last few words.

Because, his neck has been cut off with a knife.

Along with the neck, it was severed...and his soul.

With this knife, he has no possibility of retreating.

And it was precisely this kind of knife that made Wanbao's ambitions, desperation, plans and plans, unrealized ambitions, and regained dignity... all disappeared without a trace like a broken dream .

boom!
With a slight explosion, Wanbao's body shattered into the most basic particles.

Then dissipated into nothingness.

From the beginning to the end, it was as if there had never been such a person as him.

"A quarter has been released."

"Three to go! Three to go!"

"hold on!"

"Wait a little longer!" The black shadow seemed to be comforting something, and it seemed to be a metaphor for something.

Turning around, he completely disappeared from the void.

As eerie as he appears.

At this time... it happened on the battlefield in the void.

Zhao Weian, who was manipulating Wanjian Mountain in the air, scanned the entire battlefield with sharp eyes.

For a moment, he sensed something, but then lost that feeling.

He takes this intuition seriously.

Because, Bai Fan once told him that sword cultivators who condense the principles of the sword into their souls have an instinct like a weapon to perceive danger.

Just like the rumored spiritual sword, it can be used as a warning in case of danger.

It is often not the sword that warns, but the sharp heart of the sword.

"Old friend! You destroyed the spiritual network... Is this really the right decision?" Zhao Wei'an stroked the long beard under his lips, stood in the void with immortal demeanor, and then waved his hand to sprinkle Gathered immeasurable sword energy.

These sword qi lingered and wandered in the battlefield invisible and intangible.

Acting as his eyes and ears, looking for any suspicious traces and clues.

The battlefield is still chaotic.

The many worlds of Chaos City, which were originally a mess, now have such a fuse.

Of course, they will only fight each other, and the conquest will be even more brutal and powerful.

Absolutely not a sudden shutdown.

And under this kind of extreme killing, those strong men who are known for killing and fighting began to shine their own powerful light by stepping on the enemy's bones and blood.

Their light is extremely dazzling.

It even attracted Zhao Weian who was looking for the 'weird', and Zhao Weian couldn't help but pay more attention to them.

(End of this chapter)