Am I God

Walking in the passage with the round Zhao Yao in his arms, he himself was already invisible. Because of the previous champion's insight, at this moment, Zhao Yao kept the release of illusion all the time, so that people around him could not see him. Can't hear him, can't smell him.

In theory, he can resist 99% of detections this way, but he can't fool the butcher.

Because Elizabeth's illusion is transmitted by infrasound waves, and the butcher who has played against Zhao Yao is very aware of the transmission form of this illusion. Even when he fought before, he tried to use his ear muscles to cover his ears to resist the illusion. invasion.

At this moment, Zhao Yao was still several hundred meters away, but the sound waves that had spread over made the butcher aware that something was wrong, and then he remembered where the familiar sound waves came from.

"All retreat! Quick! Otherwise it will be too late."

Along with the butcher's roar, the other apostles were confused, and the purple-haired youth even laughed out loud: "Butcher? , alright, alright, I won't bully you just..."

"Idiot! Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The butcher said angrily: "He's here. If you don't want to die, just pull back quickly." It's over. The opponent is the Headless Horseman! Not an ordinary apostle!"

"Headless Horseman? So what? The apostle I want to catch must be caught." The voice of the dead king came from the mobile phone held by Lao Kong: "Butcher, what are you doing crazy? I order you to stay. Here, take out that Headless Horseman with Sanshin and the others."

"You don't understand what you are challenging at all! That is the Headless Horseman!" The butcher said angrily: "Vest, black robe, let's go." He deeply understood the horror of the Headless Horseman, and also knew that the apostles were not the other party's at all. The opponent, once they are all caught, then his family controlled by the dead king will be in danger.

The physical fitness of the vest and black robe was not as high as that of a butcher, and he could not hear the sound wave transmission of the illusion. Hearing this, he looked at each other in confusion: "Boss, is it really the Headless Horseman?"

"Headless Horseman? Is that the official Jianghai Elvis?" The purple-haired young man looked at the butcher with more and more disdain: "Lord Dead King, I have said before that these three muscles are not reliable at all, no matter what. Whoever comes, we will solve it with three flashes."

The butcher shouted: "A bunch of idiots." He understood that unless he fought the Headless Horseman once, it was impossible for ordinary apostles to understand the terror of the other party. He no longer expected to convince the other party. , Anyway, after these people fail, the dead king will understand how correct he is.

But just as he took a step, Lao Kong's voice came from the dead king's phone again: "Butcher, I don't know what tricks you are playing, but if you just take a step back, your parents, sister , brother-in-law and their cute little son, I don't know which one will die."

The butcher gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Death! King!"

The dead king said coldly: "You know I'm not joking, go back now and catch the headless horseman for me."

The butcher listened to the infrasound waves that were getting stronger and stronger in the air, and shook his head: "It's too late, it's too close, there's no way to escape."

The butcher looked seriously at the direction of the passage and said, "Here he is."

Just as Zhao Yao walked out of the passage with Yuanyuan in his arms, he saw more than a dozen apostles in front of him, as well as a solemn butcher.

"Hey, butcher? It looks like you've spotted you?" Zhao Yao shook his head and swallowed Yuanyuan, who was maintaining his invisibility. Because of Yuanyuan's willingness, he didn't need to be guided by illusion at all, and he would climb into the dimensional stomach in Zhao Yao's mouth.

Looking at the ordinary man showing his stature, the purple-haired apostle laughed and walked out: "Is that you? The apostle who broke into here alone? I heard that you are the headless horseman? Is it the Elvis of Jianghai?"

Zhao Yao ignored them, and just opened his task panel to see if the task failed after the prisoner's identity was discovered.

"Fortunately it didn't fail."

The purple-haired youth frowned: "Hey, Headless Horseman, did you hear what we said?"

Another yellow-haired apostle beside him said, "Hehe, eldest brother, surrounded by so many apostles, this guy might be frightened and stupid, right?"

Another red-haired apostle laughed and said, "Butcher, it's this guy that you're afraid of? It looks dumb. After all, these official Elvis Presleys are nothing more than a fake name, and they haven't experienced real battles at all."

The butcher closed his eyes and had no intention of speaking at all. These fangs have ruled the South for too long and have lost their awe of the unknown enemy.

The dead king said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, grab him."

The purple-haired youth walked towards Zhao Yao step by step, and with this action, his whole body flashed silver light: "Headless Horseman, right? I heard that you are doing well in Jianghai, but don't take it seriously. We regard us as the opponents you met before, and unlike you who were officially recommended, we were all shot and shot, and we are real... strong."

The purple-haired youth looked arrogant and provocative, but in fact he still maintained a certain vigilance. The first reason for rushing up was also because of his ability.

'The ability I borrowed is to double the rebound, which can double the attack of others on me, so I rushed to the front to contain him, and then let others cooperate with the cover. If this guy was careful enough, he wouldn't even shoot me first...'

It was a habit of the purple-haired youth to be the first to rush to make a meat shield in every battle. He even took the initiative to resist the attack of the tank's main gun, but he ended up blowing a tank back.

Even in the battle with the butcher, the opponent will trap himself at most, and it is difficult to completely defeat it.

As for the limit of this rebound, at least he has not encountered it himself.

Zhao Yao on the other side raised his head, thinking in his heart: 'The mission will not fail even if the whereabouts are revealed? That's fine. ’

I saw him open his mouth and said: "I don't want to get hurt and put up your hands, and I will treat you as surrender."

The butcher immediately raised his hand when he heard the words, and asked both the vest and the black robe to raise their hands. Black skin, Xiao Ming and the black skin super cat also raised their claws.

Zi Fa frowned: "Boy, it's you who should worry about getting hurt!" He rushed up and punched Zhao Yao's cheek, shouting in his heart: 'Attack me, attack me, attack me! its me. ’

It was at this time that two dim lights slowly emerged from Zhao Yao's open mouth.

Zhao Yao gently commanded in his consciousness: "Pharaoh, solve all those who did not raise their hands."

Whoosh!

There was almost no one, not even the butcher could see a black shadow coming out of Zhao Yao's mouth.

Under the indescribable rapidity, the pharaoh cat first came to the purple-haired youth, and lightly patted the other's chest with a paw.

Then when the purple-haired youth flew out inch by inch, he frowned slightly, feeling a little sore in his palm, and then with a swish, he returned to the entrance of the dimensional stomach bag in Zhao Yao's mouth.

There was a loud bang, and amid the waves of air, the purple-haired youth rolled and flew out little by little, with an inexplicable expression on his face, and a trace of thought slowly flashed in his mind: "I was hit by some attack. ?"

The pharaoh, who had just entered Zhao Yao's mouth, frowned slightly: "A part of the force was actually blocked?"

So just as the purple-haired youth rolled slowly and flew out in mid-air, the pharaoh cat fled again, and came to the sky above the purple-haired man, and slapped his paw on the opponent's chest again.

Then he flicked his right paw, which was rebounded even more sore, and he returned to the mouth that Zhao Yao had not had time to close.

And the purple-haired apostle who just flew into the air screamed and slammed into the ground with a bang, making a series of light squeaks all over his body, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood with a puff, and completely passed out.

Zhao Yao frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Pharaoh, didn't I ask you to deal with all the guys who didn't surrender?"

Ares shouted in the dimensional stomach: "Zhao Yao, friends are friends, business is business, you can't always let us help in vain, you must pay the pharaoh to make another shot."

"Haha." Zhao Yao said to Ares alone: ​​"Ares, you said what would happen if I kept you and Pharaoh in the same room for a month with soap and condoms on the floor? "

Ares: "Pharaoh, hurry up! How can you talk about money at such a time when the enemy is in front of you?"

Pharaoh smiled charmingly and said, "I know Brother Rui, why don't I go?"

Whoosh!

Just as everyone exclaimed and looked at the fallen purple-haired apostle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there was a black shadow that was hard to discern in the air, and the red-haired and yellow-haired apostles flew out one after another with a bang. Looking at Zhao Yao in horror, the next moment he tilted his head and fainted.

"what?"

"It's too far off, we're not rivals at all."

"The Headless Horseman...it's horrible...run away."

what! The other apostles screamed and wanted to escape, but they fell to the ground one by one with the flickering of shadows, like dominoes.

In the blink of an eye, except for Zhao Yao, there were only three butchers left in the entire underground space, standing uninjured.

On the phone that fell to the ground, the voice of the dead king kept coming out: "Hello? What happened? Is there anyone? Hello?"

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