Chapter 77 It’s Midnight

"Hehe..." The silver-haired woman laughed strangely at this time, as if she felt particularly happy to see the beauty become so embarrassed.

Maybe it is just as the saying goes, why are you not stained with dust, why are you clean and white, don't sit on the high platform, you will fall down and fall into the dust!

Just when the two women were interacting passionately, Fang Xiu did not watch the fun, but kept killing the strange slaves rushing around.

Soon, he killed more than a dozen strange slaves, but only moved forward less than a few meters.

At this time, the situation was very critical. The green candlelight emitted by the bronze candlestick was like a huge glass cover, covering Fang Xiu and others. They moved forward under the glass cover, but because of Shen Lingxue's fall, the speed of clearing the strange slaves was greatly reduced.

So that more and more strange slaves surrounded them, and they were completely surrounded.

Zhao Hao's blood volume was almost at the bottom, and his body couldn't even stand steadily. He relied on Liu Shuai on the side to support him.

Fang Xiu watched all this calmly. He knew very well that his team was about to reach its limit.

Shen Lingxue was knocked into the soil, and Zhao Hao and Liu Shuai lost too much blood.

After killing more than a dozen weirdos, his spirituality had been reduced by half.

Fang Xiu could no longer use his spirituality easily, because he had to save it to activate the blood pupil.

His previous plan was to let Zhao Hao and others use the bronze candlestick and Shen Lingxue's fire attack to open the way, so that he could successfully approach the silver-haired woman, and then use the blood pupil to implement the decapitation plan.

But at this time, he was still dozens of meters away from the silver-haired woman, and he could not activate the blood pupil at this distance.

The blood pupil is a spiritual impact, but if the distance is too far, the spirituality cannot be transmitted that far.

It sounds a bit useless, but the power of the blood pupil is unquestionable.

The blood pupil is the product of Lin Ziyang's evolution after the distortion, and it has crossed into the category of the second level.

So as long as it is close, the blood pupil can definitely cause damage to the silver-haired woman.

At that time, Fang Xiu could take advantage of the other party's brief fainting and kill her with one knife.

Relying on the power of pain, the second-level spirit master can also kill with one blow.

After killing the silver-haired woman, he can concentrate on enjoying the pleasure of killing the hairy ghost.

It's just a pity that plans can never keep up with changes.

In fact, from the moment the mastermind appeared, the balance of victory began to tilt.

At first, everyone thought that the mastermind was weird, but unexpectedly it was a combination of weird and spirit master.

The two together are completely greater than two.

Just when Fang Xiu was considering whether to choose to die and start over, or to use the trump card of the scalpel now, a confident, sunny and magnetic voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother Xiu, please make way."

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. He didn't expect that there was a stranger behind him. When?

He looked back and saw a man who was 1.85 meters tall, with three-dimensional and delicate features, fair skin, a big back hair, and a figure like a model, smiling and watching the strange slaves around him.

Although the man's smile was shallow, it was full of confidence and sunshine.

It was obviously a shallow smile, but it seemed to dispel the haze and terror around, and had a convincing power.

A sunny and cheerful boy.

It is said that the end of the hairstyle is the back hair. This statement is true. The back hair is an extremely difficult hairstyle to control. A handsome man with a back hair can increase his temperament, and an ugly man with a back hair will only make him uglier.

The man in front of him is the former. The back hair on him not only does not look greasy, but also shows his temperament.

Looking at the sunny and cheerful boy in front of him, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with doubt.

Why does this man look so Hao Li Hao, very much like Zhao Hao, the ultimate version of Zhao Hao.

And he just called Brother Xiu.

Fang Xiu suddenly thought of Zhao Hao's ability. After eleven o'clock every day, he would become taller, more handsome, grow muscles, and slightly improve his physical fitness, mainly improving his surname ability.

This made him look at the sunny and cheerful boy's lower body involuntarily, and found that it was indeed bulging, much larger than Zhao Hao's before.

Just one glance was enough for Fang Xiu to conclude that the man in front of him was Zhao Hao.

The main reason was that Zhao Hao's surname ability was so eye-catching that people subconsciously ignored his prefix. Now seeing Zhao Hao's transformation, they knew that this kid was really not lying and was really a good material for being a duck.

His ability should not be called surname ability, but duck king transformation.

"Ritian?"

The corner of the sunny and cheerful boy's mouth raised a charming arc: "It's me.

Brother Xiu, I know you are very surprised now, but please don't be surprised first, because there is more surprise behind."

Zhao Hao said, and then he casually gave Liu Shuai the bronze candlestick.

Then, he passed Fang Xiu, with steady steps, hands in pockets, and proud look, and walked towards the strange slaves alone.

Although he was surrounded, he walked out as if he was surrounding all the slaves.

Soon, Zhao Hao walked out of the candlelight protection range. When the slaves saw him coming out, they rushed towards him like sharks smelling blood.

At this time, Zhao Hao finally took his hands out of his trouser pockets, crossed his hands and pursed them, and a crisp sound came from between his knuckles.

Facing the slaves rushing towards him, he smiled proudly: "It's midnight."

Before he finished speaking, whoosh!

Zhao Hao's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, and he rushed into the group of slaves like a tiger descending from the mountain.

His hands suddenly opened, and the slaves on the left and right sides were instantly grasped tightly by his iron-like arms, just like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. With just one collision, Zhao Hao knocked down more than twenty slaves.

You must know that the strength of each of these slaves is far beyond that of ordinary people, and the hair strands that make up the body are comparable to steel wires. Under this level of strength, unless the ability is an enhanced spiritual master, it will be difficult for others to do it. To this extent.

But Zhao Hao just did it.

This collision also allowed him to successfully rush to the center of the group of slaves. Here, like a respectable tank, he began to rampage at will, opening and closing.

With a punch, a strange head was immediately exploded, turning into black hair that filled the sky and fluttered in the wind.

With one kick, several strange ones flew out directly, knocking them down like bowling balls.

Zhao Hao's current combat effectiveness is simply off the charts!

At this moment, Fang Xiu's mind echoed the phone call Zhao Hao made to him when he first awakened his ability.

"My ability is that I will become handsome after eleven o'clock, and then my physical fitness will improve, and I will be covered with tendons. But the improvement in physical fitness is only incidental. The strongest thing is my ability! A golden gun will not fall down, and it can hold a hundred kilograms of weight. !”

So, this is the physical quality that comes with it? ?

No matter how much you like yellow men, if you awaken this ability, you will definitely think that the ability is incidental right away, right?

This understanding of one's own abilities is too biased.