Infinite Script Killing

"Snapped!"

The woman fell to the ground on all fours, and the wax on her body was shattered. Then she stood up slowly under the horrified eyes of the three people. Two pairs of green eyes stared at the three people in front of them, spinning around.

As if choosing prey, he opened his mouth and pounced on Ci Min, who seemed to be the weakest among the three.

The three of them were holding the door with both hands, and their faces turned green when they saw this thing rushing towards them.

Mr. Urging Master gritted his teeth and roared: "You guys hold on, I'll do it!" After saying that, he raised his palms boldly and moved the sky and the earth to support him. There was a dark force between his hands. Listen carefully, there was the sound of wind and thunder.

It seems that in order to survive, Mr. Meng Ming is also fighting for his life at this moment. He does not hesitate to hurt himself and forcefully activates the last move of Ji Xingshou. The purpose is to be able to severely damage the ghost with one move.

As he waved his hand, he saw traces of lightning flashing in his palm.

The demon ghost is not afraid when she sees this. Although she has the word "ghost" in her name, she actually has demonic energy to protect her and sharp claws. Her weapons are fingers. The ten fingers are like ten fingers that will bloom when needed. The sharp and cold blade.

One person and one ghost suddenly fought fiercely, and the scene instantly became bloody.

Mr. Meng Ming's palm technique is not only fierce, but also has a terrifying secret power. This heart urging palm is a secret skill that he has practiced hard for many years, but it is useless when it hits the body of the ghost. He hit it three times in a row. Next, he could only injure her with the electric current in his palm, but on the other hand, there were indeed more than a dozen wounds on his body.

The ghost didn't play any tricks with him at all. He just saw that Mr. Urgent couldn't hurt him, so he pounced on him and caught him.

Soon, Mr. Urgent also felt a little tired, and he also had a slight feeling of being exhausted in his body.

Whenever the fingers come into contact with the strong flesh of the demon's body, there will be an illusion of extremely cold and hot heat. This feeling lingers for a long time, merging and moving inside the body. It's like a handful of small files, eating away at my physical strength and patience.

Seeing that Mr. Urgent was about to lose his ability to resist, Cimin gritted his teeth and took out a glass bottle from the prop book with trembling hands. The liquid in this glass bottle turned out to be light gold.

[Powerful Amplification Potion]

After use, the physical strength is temporarily increased by 100%, the strength and agility are increased by 70%, and there is a 30% chance of additional burning damage when attacking.

Duration: 30 minutes

After the effect ends, you will be forced to enter a twelve-minute weakness period.

(Note: The increase in potions cannot be superimposed. Please do not try it lightly. Remember that medicine is 30% poisonous.)

Looking at this bottle of potion, Ci Min felt so distressed that his blood began to bleed.

He spent a lot of prop points to acquire the materials for this thing, and he finally succeeded in refining it three times.

If you put this thing on an exhibition and don't have 500 script points, don't even think about it.

But seeing that the urging man was almost unable to resist, Ci Min didn't care too much. He raised the bottle and threw it at the urging man: "Go on!"

After saying this, the bottle was thrown out of the air.

The urging man didn't even look at what it was. He just heard Ci Min say he drank it in his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to take it.

As a result, when I grabbed it with my hand, it felt strange. When I lowered my head and looked at it, my nose suddenly became angry.

I saw a leftover banana in my hand.

"No!! It's... it's... it's him!!"

Ci Min pointed his finger in the air. When Mr. Urgent looked up, he remembered that there was someone hanging in the air. But when he looked up, he realized that it was broken. The person hanging in the air had climbed into the room without knowing it. On the beam, what he held in his hand was the potion thrown by Ci Min.

But where did this guy get his bananas? ?

This question prompted Mr. Ming to have no time to think about it, as the demon in front of him had already pounced in front of him.

Xu Tong squatted on the beam, looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, threw it in the prop book, and said, "Oh, what a good thing!"

The 100% increase in physical strength alone would fetch a huge price at an exhibition, not to mention the 70% increase in strength and agility. I have never seen this thing at an exhibition.

When I looked at the mess below, my eyes couldn't help but roll around. This was much more fun than outside.

Immediately he looked around and suddenly saw the window in the corner, and his eyes suddenly narrowed into slits.

"Oh!!"

At this time, I heard Mr. Urgent yelling. His hands suddenly exerted force, and his chest was torn to pieces by the nails of the Demon. He hugged the Demon, and with a strong push, he directly pushed the Demon into the corner.

"Fuck you uncle, I will fight with you!"

Mr. Urgent knew in his heart that he was at the end of his strength, but at the moment he was fighting for a chance to survive, and he didn't care much. His eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed the two arms of the demon with both hands, as if all the blood in his body was rushing to his arms. The muscles on his arms suddenly swelled up, and the veins were crawling under the skin like earthworms.

After twisting hard, there was a rattling sound under the Demon's arm.

Having lost the space to dodge, the Demonic Ghost was surprised to find that the gentle force that originally hit him suddenly changed and became violent.

It's like a thug ripped off the gauze skirt of the model, or like a college student who has just left school being ravaged by the ruthless reality!

Aren’t you thick-skinned and thick-skinned? ? Don't you like to play hard? ? Watch me crush your bones inch by inch.

Mr. Urgent's eyes were red, and he kept pressing his fingers on the two arms of the ghost, pinching upward inch by inch. Every time he pinched a place, he could hear a "crack," "crack" sound.

The demon twisted his body crazily in pain, but was unable to break away. He opened his mouth and bit the man's neck with sharp teeth. The skin and flesh were separated in one bite, and blood and flesh splattered.

But Mr. Urgent had no intention of letting go at all. Instead, the pain seemed to increase his strength even more.

After a while, the ghost couldn't stand it anymore. After all, compared to the pain of flesh and blood, the pain caused by the bones being crushed inch by inch was more unbearable. Until Mr. Urgent pressed his hands along her shoulders and pinched her neck. After the bones under the neck were completely crushed, the rogue fell to the ground like a pile of mud.

"Plop!"

After dealing with the evil spirit, Mr. Urgent himself sat down on the ground like a frustrated rubber ball, his coat dyed red with blood.

The air was coming in but not coming out, which made Ci Min and Yang Jiancheng afraid to look. However, when they saw the paralyzed ghost in the corner, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Ci Min subconsciously said: " It’s finally safe!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint chuckle from the side: "God has closed the door for you, let me open a window for you."

The two of them felt their hearts pounding, and then they remembered that there was another ghost in the room. When they turned around, they saw that the ghost had already run out, but it didn't matter if he ran out, the window was not closed! !

"Go close the window!!"

Ci Min screamed, and Yang Jiancheng jumped out and tried to close the window, but both of them forgot that this door has two doors. One of them was holding one from behind, but now one suddenly left...

With a "bang" sound, the demons outside the door pushed the door open. Perhaps suddenly, these demons fell to the ground with a crash.

At this time, Yang Jiancheng and Cimin were stunned. After the two were stunned for a second, Yang Jiancheng gritted his teeth and said, "You hold on!"

As he said that, he jumped out of the window with a quick step, leaving Ci Min staring blankly at the rogue who stood up in front of him, and then at the window. After a while, he held back a sentence: "Damn it, auntie! !”

Yang Jiancheng jumped out of the window and took a look, and found that all the demons had rushed into the room. He couldn't help but secretly said to himself: "Brothers, when disaster strikes, we will fly separately. Next year, I will burn more paper for you today."

As he spoke, Yang Jiancheng was about to run, but just as he was about to move, Leng Buding felt a chill coming from behind him. The combat experience accumulated in five scripts made Yang Jiancheng pounce forward without any hesitation, and at the same time, he used his other hand to He had already taken out his submachine gun and shot behind him.

"Click, click, click..." After firing a bunch of bullets, he saw nothing behind him. He couldn't help but wonder, could he be too sensitive?

Just as he was thinking about it, his neck suddenly felt hot, and a stream of heat rushed out. He quickly touched it with his hand and discovered that there was actually a long and thin wound on his neck.

The wound was very thin but very deep, and blood was flowing out uncontrollably.

"how come!!"

When did you get hurt? ? Yang Jiancheng was shocked and quickly took out the medicine to heal his wounds. But before he could take out the medicine, he heard a shout from behind: "Hey!"

When Yang Jiancheng looked up, he saw that the demon who had just jumped out of the window was bowing to him with his fists in his hands.

Suddenly, streams of black mist-like air blew past in front of him. Yang Jiancheng's vision went dark for an instant. He subconsciously wanted to raise the gun in his hand, but then he realized that he had no feeling at all in his hands and feet.

My mind was spinning for a while, and I vaguely heard a joke: "Although superstitious magic may not benefit mankind, it can definitely be useful when it harms others."

The sound gradually faded away. Yang Jiancheng tried to hear it but couldn't hear anything anymore. He only felt a sharp pain in his chest. His consciousness soon began to blur. He didn't understand what happened until his death.

Looking at the prop book that appeared on Yang Jiancheng's body, Xu Tong didn't have time to flip through the prop cards inside page by page, and directly chose to harvest all the prop points.

Yang Jiancheng and the others had just entered the script world halfway, and had joined the Qianju camp. Basically, there would be no task consumption, so the script points were pretty good, with a full 470 script points.

Although this number is small, for ordinary players, this is already a considerable windfall.

The other hand pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, and glanced at the paper man stuck on his back. When he saw that the blood had stained the paper man red, he gave up the plan of using it.

Do you still remember the paper man you threw on the road when you were running for your life?

When they were chasing him, the paper man had already been attached to the sole of Yang Jiancheng's shoe under Xu Tong's control.

Only one of the two paper figures was successfully attached, but it was enough. Seeing that Yang Jiancheng himself jumped out of the window, he controlled the paper figures to quickly make a cut on Yang Jiancheng's neck.

Although the paper man is very thin, the paper itself is very sharp. With the blessing of spiritual enchantment, the paper man's round arms are as sharp as a scalpel.

At this time, he saw that the demon in the room was about to come out. As soon as he hid his figure, he hid in a corner and watched coldly.

Surprisingly, Ci Min and Mr. Ji Ming did not die, but were lifted up by the demon and walked towards the small door on the other side.

Xu Tong was not in a hurry to go out. On the contrary, the more strangers died outside, the better.

Not in a hurry, he simply went up to take a look. After passing through the small door, the temperature in front of his eyes was getting hotter and hotter. Xu Tong cautiously stuck his head out and looked behind.

I saw a large iron pot standing there, with a raging fire underneath the pot and crystal clear wax oil in the pot.

Seeing this, Xu Tong couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he thought: "It would be so exciting if a basin of water were poured on it at this time!"