Creation 101

Chapter 127 [Melee]

Watching Sun Yao leave, Zhou Yang remained silent without saying a word.

"You shouldn't have come."

Gao Xun walked up to him at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's already here, what are you talking about?" Zhou Yang smiled, as if he wasn't worried at all, "Tell your subordinates to move quickly, or they won't be able to leave if it's too late."

"I can't help it, I have already evacuated as quickly as possible." Gao Xun was noncommittal, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out one, and handed it to Zhou Yang, "A cigarette?"

"Thank you, I don't know how to smoke." Zhou Yang declined politely, just quietly watching the convoy quickly rectify and evacuate.

He had already sensed the two alien masters on the opposite building, and he pretended to be nonchalant, just wanting to buy some more time for these fighters to retreat.

In fact, when he came out, he had been repeatedly warned not to go out!don't go out!

But he rushed out regardless of dissuasion.

After all, there were so many people, and they were all so close, how could they just die in front of him like this.

If they just gave up like this, then what's the point of setting up this last line of defense.

What he didn't expect was that this team actually killed this terrifying monster by itself.

This made him support a lonely...

"Forget it, this trip is not in vain." Zhou Yang sensed the two terrifying alien races in the distance, and thought silently, "At least I can remind everyone."

The spirit of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is so fearless, even if a strong enemy is in front of him, he is not afraid.

He is very confident, relying on his double awakening talent and strength, even if he can't beat him, he won't die here.

"A human boy with seventh-level strength, at such a young age, has good potential. Hey, motherfucker, is this a big fish?" The lion man smiled boldly.

"Please call me Keldonna, thank you!" The elf gritted his teeth and swallowed, "He seems to have found us, don't let him run away."

As he spoke, he pulled up his long bow, and put a red arrow of light on the bowstring.

"Hahaha, since he got out of that turtle shell, how could he run back under my nose?"

The lion man took a few steps, and suddenly seemed to ignore gravity and space, and walked directly down from the tall building. Every time it seemed like a small step, he walked hundreds of meters away.

Zhou Yang stared at this powerful monster who was walking towards him step by step, his expression changed slightly.

He heard Tang Ke mention this demon clan.

An eighth-ranked Demon Venerable!Venerable Qing Ling!
And the elf in the distance, holding a bow and aiming at him from afar, also gave him extremely terrifying pressure.

"Hehe, to deal with such a small character like me, you need a demon master and an elf sharpshooter to fight together, which really flatters me." Zhou Yang sneered.

"Boy, you don't need to separate. If that bitch can kill you by herself, I won't even bother to move. To deal with lucky people like you, I always have the idea of ​​being able to siege and never kill alone. Just like this, I will still pay you back." There are fewer suspects."

Venerable Qingling walked 500 meters in front of Zhou Yang, and lazily replied.

"You monster race are really shameless." Zhou Yang took a few steps back.

This Venerable Qingling put too much pressure on him.

"Hurry up and go." Zhou Yang whispered to Gao Xun who was beside him.

Gao Xun didn't hesitate, turned around and ran to urge the command team to go.

Zhou Yang's eyes were silvery, and a terrifying mental wave suddenly swayed, lifting him up into the air.

At this moment, all the unowned firearms on the ground floated up, and even some soldiers who had retreated far away, the weapons in their hands and the weapons in the ammunition box all flew over together, and even the bullets were flying. Automatic filling is complete.

Thousands of guns of various colors were suspended around Zhou Yang in such a mighty way, and the muzzles of thousands of black holes were facing Venerable Qingling so solemnly.

"You don't think you can hurt me with these things, do you?"

Venerable Qingling spoke disdainfully, but his eyes were extremely serious. A deep green glow wrapped him like a big eggshell, like the blue light of a double-headed green lion blocking countless artillery fire, but it was deeper. ,smaller.

Zhou Yang didn't answer either, or rather, he used gunshots instead of his own answer.

Intensive gunshots rang out, and countless bullets of various calibers burst out from the muzzle at the same time, rushing towards Venerable Qingling like a silver-white torrent.

Yes, it is silver white.

Each bullet was surrounded by a silver light. Without controlling the movement of the bullet, Zhou Yang transformed all his mental power into the armor-piercing property. These silver lights endowed each bullet with the property of invulnerability.

The effect brought about by this is that the cyan eggshell of Venerable Qingling was torn apart by the silver light almost instantly.

"what?"

It was also fortunate that he did not underestimate Zhou Yang. His face changed drastically, and he immediately reacted and retreated, but the guns relentlessly covered him and tried to surround him. They were like a complete army, with their own forces. Division of labor and cooperation, light guns form an encirclement, and heavy guns are caught in it waiting for an opportunity to kill.

Wherever the bullets passed, whether it hit tanks, armored vehicles, or hard roads, there were deep craters without exception.

The power is evident.

Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Venerable Qingling snorted coldly, and condensed several wind tornadoes to block in front of him, and his hands kept moving, only to see him call out a long spear, and waved it several times under the gust of wind. Four strokes, the whole street suddenly flew sand and rocks, yellow sand filled the sky, and there seemed to be extremely sharp thin blades in the violent wind, cutting the incoming bullets into pieces.

The wind and sand blocked all the bullets, and seemed dissatisfied, and covered Zhou Yang again. This wind and sand was bigger and crazier than Zhou Yang's gun screen!Almost instantly, Zhou Yang and the guns in the air were completely engulfed.

Zhou Yang hung expressionlessly in the air and let the wind and sand wrap him up. His whole body was like a vacuum, and the wind and sand did not invade.

At this moment, a red light flashed across the air, and under the cover of the wind and sand, it shot straight at Zhou Yang.

Seeing the unavoidable arrow, Zhou Yang's pupils shrank, and his whole body turned sideways suddenly. At the same time, the arrow also drew a tiny arc strangely, and brushed against him dangerously in the opposite direction of his deviation. pass by.

With a soft breath, Zhou Yang's eyes shed bloody tears.

At this time, the strong wind also gradually dissipated, just like locusts passing through the territory. Except for Zhou Yang, everything on the scene was ground into powder.

"It's not a small thing!"

At some point, Venerable Qing Ling had already flashed behind Zhou Yang, and the spear in his hand pierced into Zhou Yang's body faster than words.

"flutter!"

This shot pierced Zhou Yang firmly, but Zhou Yang didn't seem to care, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

at the same time.

"boom!"

There was a huge gunshot, and a large-caliber armor-piercing bullet shot towards Venerable Qingling's neck at an extremely fast speed. When the bullet's trajectory was about to reach the neck, it seemed to pass through a layer of silver film, and was instantly captured. There was a layer of silvery white.

"flutter!"

With the same fleshy sound, the bullet penetrated the back of Venerable Qingling's neck, causing a large spray of blood.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang withdrew from the muzzle of the spear proudly, and flew back.

Not much blood flowed from his wound, and the muscle tissue was still healing at an extremely fast speed.

Limit one for one, this is Zhou Yang's favorite trick.

He himself has awakened the undead bloodline, and he recovers from injuries extremely quickly, but it is not necessarily the case for others.

"call out!"

"Grass!"

Just as he pulled back and retreated, the elf in the distance shot another arrow at his back.

Even though he had prepared himself for this arrow and set up a mental force field behind him, the arrow still forcibly broke through the force field and shot into his body.

"Archers are really annoying."

Zhou Yang cursed in a low voice, and shot at the archer in the distance like a cannonball.

Unexpectedly, when he left, Venerable Qingling did not chase after him as he wished, but showed a cruel smile and rushed towards the retreating troops.

(End of this chapter)