Deconstruction Weird

There are not many gangsters, there are only more than 300, but there are not many soldiers, and there are still less than a hundred people who are still fighting. Every day these gangsters will be resurrected with full blood, but they will not.

The gap in strength is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more brothers are dying every day.

Fu Xingyi also added the battlefield, and he is definitely a brave and proper new force, a knife can directly cut off a horse's leg, and his moves are in a big way.

But this kind of move is fierce, but it is very wasteful of energy.

While Fu Xingyi was killing, Chu Dong's voice appeared again.

"You are too slow to kill, let me come and give up resistance."

Fu Bo was rushing to kill among the rogues, because he was worried that he would look back at his own son from time to time, but fortunately, nothing had changed much.

But in just a few seconds, when he looked back, he found that Fu Xingyi had bowed his head still.

And beside him, there are gangsters.

Seeing that Fu Xingyi didn't move, a rogue jumped up with his knife. Fu Bo saw this scene and Yazi was about to split.

"My son!"

Fu Boni exploded and shook away all the rogues around him. He turned around and was about to go back to save his own son, but at this moment he saw Fu Xingyi moved again, his head tilted back slightly, just to escape the beheaded stab.

Immediately, the saber in his hand raised his hand and cut, and the head of the robber flew up.

Fu Xingyi directly threw the saber out of his hand and killed a rogue who was about to kill not far away. Then he pulled out the steel bow, his eyes swept across the battlefield in a moment of drawing the bow, and the basic analysis was completed.

The most powerful rogues have all been marked by him, and they shoot with bows and arrows.

Not a single one of the twenty feather arrows was wasted.

This quiver was shot for less than ten seconds, and then he ran out of ammunition, and the gangsters rushed up when they saw it.

But at this moment, Fu Xingyi shook his hand, and two blades popped out from the end of the steel bow. Each blade was palm-length, and it could easily cut off the weapon of the gangster.

This steel bow, Chu Dong, was naturally recast. Now both ends of the steel bow can eject blades. The blades are usually hidden inside the bow, and they can be ejected by pressing the center mechanism. Both close and long attacks are good.

Seven months is too long, Chu Dong has too many things to study, the most important of which is the purification of metal materials.

Metal smelting in this era is still very backward, and the purity of the weapons is not high, and Chu Dong has a lot of advanced metallurgical knowledge, of course it will not be wasted.

This material is not new, it is steel. Chu Dong doesn't think that the older the better, the bronze material is not pure, he has no interest at all.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some special weapons and some special attributes, but from a general perspective, technology is progressing.

For example, Chu Dong can chop most common weapons with this blade bow.

And its material is only ordinary steel.

Wisdom brain also knows a lot of materials, and is limited by conditions, so many things can be easily rubbed, but it doesn't have to be so extreme.

For example, tungsten steel has a hardness of up to 14, and the hardest alloy known. It should be known that the hardness of copper is only 3, and the hardness of iron is 5-10.

Opening the blade bow is an excellent melee weapon. Fu Xingyi began to fight in close combat. He is no longer stuck with moves, let alone kill with a weapon. All his limbs can be his way of killing.

Elbow hits, whip kicks, and even directly pierced the rogue’s throat with his fingers. The rogue was entering the city, and everyone was fighting hard, but Fu Xingyi was moving slowly. He walked very slowly. Although the rogue came up to die a lot, he could not stop it. His footsteps.

As a first-rank Practitioner, Fu Bo's killing efficiency is not even as good as one-fifth of Fu Xingyi's martial arts, and Fu Xingyi kills people very smoothly, without any physical waste.

No matter how many rogues came to him, he would always be able to solve them as quickly as possible. The blade bow in his hand was useful, but it was not the only one. Fu Bo was shocked when his fingers pierced the rogue’s throat. He knew it for the first time. You can kill like this.

Killing can actually bring out the beauty...

These stray bandits are inhumane. They are the ghosts that form this piece of ghosts. If there are enough ghosts and they are in common with each other, such strange ghosts may appear.

They follow certain rules, resurrecting and killing them every day, but as long as they can be killed, they can survive the next day.

Suddenly, Fu Xingyi stooped to pick up the feather arrow on the ground, and then shot the last group of gangsters who entered the door.

The rogue Death disappeared, and the feather arrow fell to the ground, which can be easily recovered, but the problem is that he was still thinking of recovering the feather arrow while killing someone?

Fu Bo's face was solemn, because he instinctively felt that this was not his son, but he was indeed a very good helper, and he should be able to sustain it more easily today than in the past.

Even though the gangsters are terrifying, they still seem a little weak after facing a killing machine like Intellectual Brain. According to the accurate model calculation, there is almost no possibility of injury.

After all, no matter how many people there are, the opponents he faces at the same time are in single digits.

Unless the opponent has a long-range weapon, obviously, the rogue does not.

Twenty minutes later, the gangsters were all killed. Fu Bo Rumeng first woke up and sat on the ground to gasp. Today was the fastest day to kill in the past dozen days, and his "son" killed nearly half of it.

He owns his son. He understands that without this strength, all the moves of the person in front of him are for killing, there is no defense, and he can't understand it at all.

Fu Bo walked to his son with a complicated expression.

"You? Not my son..."

"Fu Bo senior, I am Huang De's apprentice. Since you and my Master are friends, and you are trapped by ghosts, I should come to rescue you.

It's all about paying back the favor of the Master.

Does this rogue come back tomorrow? "

Fu Bo's expression was wonderful, first it was unbelievable, then surprised. It took a long time before he accepted this fact. After all, there were too many warlocks abilities that he couldn't understand.

He nodded, affirmed Chu Dong's thoughts, and then sighed.

"When Brother Huang De came to see me, he said he had accepted a good apprentice. It must be you, right?

It's really a drink and a peck, there is a fixed number...

It's just that no matter how fast you kill it, it's in vain. They will still come tomorrow. "

Fu Bo was helpless. Chu Dong could no longer see any hope in his eyes. After seventeen days of torture, even this first rank Practitioner had lost his temper.

There is no point in killing these bandits. They will come back the next day without a trace of scars. They will be resurrected in a heyday state. This is the obsession of the bandits after they transform into ghosts.

It's just that there are a lot of ghosts, more than 300 ghosts, and the resonance of the ghosts has formed a difficult ghost, but Chu Dong doesn't need to solve these ghosts, he just needs to take people out.

The entrance of the ghost is the gate.

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