Purgatory Artist

　　 The face looked at the card and said with emotion: "This is the'devil's bet'. If I can't return to the world alive, everything I will belong to the devil; but if I return--"

　　呯!

　　 There was a muffled sound, and the card was suddenly blown out.

　　——Someone ambushed in the dark!

　　The face buried in the tree was startled for a moment, suddenly changed color, and shouted: "Hurry up and chase that card, otherwise we will all die!"

　　 Liuping moved between the sparks and flints.

　　 Let alone whether he will die, first of all, this "big brother" must not die!

　　He is the clue to the plot of the whole world of practice.

　　 Let him live, and he will surely know more secrets!

　　 Liuping stretched out his hand, but the card was not recovered by the shooting technique.

　　 A line of burning small characters quietly emerged:

　　 "This card is in the gambling of fate. It cannot be affected by spells. It can only be picked up by the flesh and blood."

　　 so troublesome!

　　 Liuping was standing upright and chased in the direction where the card was flying.

　　呯!

　　 Another gunshot.

　　 Liu Pingren was in the air, drew out Xueying and slashed behind him.

　　 saw a circle of semi-circular sword lights slashing towards the void, but Liu Ping chased forward without looking back.

　　 The next moment, he had to pause in the air.

　　 In his divine mind, the bullet suddenly split into two at the moment when it met the sword light, half continued to chase him, and the other half turned into an arc and shot at him from the front.

　　 Can it still be like this?

　　 Liuping didn't have time to think, the long knife in his hand turned into an afterimage, and he walked around and cut several times.

　　嘭!

　　 twice, the separated bullet hit the blade, and Liu Ping was blasted out by the huge impact, flying in the air like a spinning top, but the direction was still that card.

　　 Not only did he block the bullet, he even flew forward faster with the impact of the bullet!

　　 da da da da da da!

　　 A series of shooting sounds sounded from the wilderness.

　　 Liuping had to stop in the air, staggering and letting go of those bullets.

　　 For an instant, the shadow of death appeared in my heart——

　　 All roads are blocked, if you continue to chase that card, you will definitely die!

　　 Between the lightning and flint, Liu Ping swooped down and quickly moved away from the card.

　　 The next moment.

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a violent explosion, the sound trembling all around, causing the rubble in the ruins to drift into the sky.

　　——Those bullets actually exploded!

　　 Liuping's eyes were cold, and he suddenly smiled:

　　 "So overcast, interesting..."

　　 This kind of opponent who makes a gun comes from a civilization outside the world of spiritual practice. I have never encountered it before, and I don’t know what the result will be.

　　 Besides, for a master who likes yin people, if he can run into another master who also likes yin people, the two sides will use yin to yin, and finally his yin defeats the other's yin——

　　 The satisfaction brought about by this kind of victory is not comparable to ordinary combat.

　　 I really want to play well.

　　 But it doesn’t work.

　　 The secrets of the "big brother" are related to the fate of the entire world of practice. You can't expose your full strength for a battle.

　　 "Big Brother" has already identified himself as a nomad in the wilderness and initially trusted himself.

　　 At this time, if you take out the technique of the sword and fight the enemy hidden in the dark with all your strength, the "big brother" will definitely be puzzled.

　　 Even for the cultivation of civilization, the sword is a subversive way of fighting.

　　 I am a 19-year-old boy from the wilderness with limited knowledge. How can I master this fighting method?

　　 Even the high-level sword repairing armor is best not to be seen.

　　 Then you can only use...

　　 The most simple way of fighting.

　　 This meets the identity of a junior night watchman.

　　 Liu Ping hid behind a broken wall, and picked up a stone slab with his hand. With a knife flying out, he quickly carved it into a human shape.

　　 a little detail----

　　En, it looks quite like myself.

　　 Something seems to be missing.

　　 Liuping looked around and found a long strip of stone, carved it into a long knife, and pushed it into the hand of the human-shaped stone sculpture.

　　 This is down!

　　 Liuping lifted the slate, with sufficient strength, he whispered: "Kill!"

　　 The human-shaped slate was thrown out with all his strength, turning into a galloping flying shadow——

　　 da da da da da da!

　　 Sure enough, another shuttle bullet came.

　　 The human-shaped slate flew for a while before it was shattered by the volley and scattered into waves of gray smoke.

　　 The same moment.

　　 Tens of feet away, Liu Ping had already picked up the card.

　　 The tree was lying on the ground, naturally seeing the changes in the battle, and then exclaimed: "Hurry up, come here, give me that card, and we will win!"

　　 Liuping had already held the card in his hand at this time, so he no longer had any worries. While walking towards the tree, he swung a long knife and knocked off all the bullets that came.

　　Walking halfway, he suddenly felt something wrong.

strangeness……

　　 The bullet fired by the opponent is still full of danger, but it seems that something is missing.

　　 The feeling of being ready for a yin person is gone.

　　 was a little more rigid instead.

　　 Besides, if you are a veteran on the battlefield, you should react when the first shot hits the stone slab, instead of shooting at the stone slab all the time.

　　 is wrong.

　　 Liuping narrowed his eyes and looked into the wilderness.

　　——"Seeing and Hearing as Famous" is launched!

　　 I saw a line of small words appearing quickly, marking it above a bush somewhere in the wilderness:

　　 "Multifunctional concealed combat robot, in automatic combat."

　　 The robot is shooting!

　　 No wonder I feel different from before.

　　 The opponent placed a robot to shoot at a distance, trying to make himself think he was still in the wilderness.

　　 Liuping remained silent, and while swinging a long knife to cut the flying bullets, he quickly moved closer to the tree.

　　——The guy who yin himself just now has probably already sneaked into the town.

come?

Where are you?

　　 Suddenly, there was a slight noise in a ruin behind.

　　 Liuping took a meal and shouted violently: "Dead!"

　　 He rushed into the ruins, and the long knife cut out dozens of blades in an instant.

　　 boom——

　　 The entire ruin suddenly collapsed, and dust burst into the sky, blocking the surrounding light.

　　 The wind blows away the smoke.

　　 Liuping looked at the corpse in front of him.

　　 This is a tall, thin man wearing a camouflage colorful field uniform. He is holding a grenade in his hand and is almost throwing it out.

　　 "You do have scheming, but as a long-range combatant, after being close by a melee professional like me, you won't end up very well." Liu Ping said.

　　 He washed the blood from the Xueying Knife and strode towards the tree.

　　 "Hurry up, give me the card!"

　　 The face on the tree was still yelling, and his voice was anxious.

　　 "Here, here comes!" Liu Ping smiled.

　　 Lines of burning small prints appeared before his eyes:

　　 "You have activated the extraordinary ability of the night watchman: explosive power increase!"

　　 "Your attack power and speed have increased twice."

　　 "Duration: 10 seconds."

　　 Liuping walked out a few steps and suddenly stood still.

　　 A double-barreled shotgun appeared in his hand, pointing straight to the void on the left.

　　 嘭—— 嘭——

　　 Fired twice in a row!

　　 A figure was hit by a shotgun and suddenly appeared from the void.

"you!"

　　 The figure was extremely frightened, and just had time to spit out a word, but saw Liu Ping drop the double-barreled shotgun, with a slight thrust in his hand, and squeezed the trigger severely!

　　 da da da da da da da da-

　　 After a short breath, the magazine of the submachine gun was empty.

　　 Liuping stepped forward, the whole person pounced on like a ghost, the submachine gun in his hand was replaced with a pistol.

　　 The tongue of fire splashes!

　　 Five bullets are lit up instantly!

　　 These are slow to say, but in fact only two breaths have passed.

　　 Double-barreled shotguns, mini submachine guns, and pistols are all empty——

The figure originally held a ball of frost in his hand~www.readwn.com~ but was bombarded by a shotgun before it was time to cast it, and just endured the injury and prepared to fight back, but had to do his best to dodge the pouring bullets, and was about to counterattack again and was hit by a pistol. Suppressed, had to continue to dodge.

　　 When Liu Ping hit the empty bullet, he was already close to the opponent.

　　 knife out——

　　 In the decaying and gray ruins, there was a bright color that was like a dream and illusion, and it gently brushed over the figure like a spring breeze.

　　 The figure can dodge even bullets for one or two, but facing the warm wind passing by, it seems hesitated, and there is no way to fight it.

　　 The two passed by.

　　 The figure froze in place, unwilling to say: "Aren't you melee? Why do you suddenly use a gun?"

　　 Liuping said: "Aren't you shooting in the wilderness? Why are you here?"

　　 "You obviously killed an ambusher." The shadow said.

　　 "That guy was dead for about five hours. When the knife hit him, his body was stiff." Liu Ping said.

　　 "Why didn't you save the tree before?" the figure asked.

　　 "When I killed the corpse, the ruins collapsed, the dust was flying, and the sound was noisy. You took the opportunity to control him and planted fifteen traps around him." Liu Ping said.

　　 The figure was silent, and sighed: "Just now...what kind of knife is this knife."

　　 Liuping said: "Unprecedented."

　　 "Unprecedented?" the figure asked.

　　 "Anyone who uses a knife will never go forward." Liu Ping said.

　　 "It's a pity, I have never seen a knife like this in my life." The figure bowed his head.

　　 "See you now." Liu Ping smiled.

　　 A cloud of blood sprayed up into the sky from the figure, which lingered in the air for a long time.

　　 He slowly fell to his knees, and there was no more movement.