Douluo Godly Choice System

Afterwards, Qi Ling cleaned his hands, and then simply processed the upper hand. Although his self-healing ability was amazing, it would take some time to heal the injury like this.

"Really, I'm not very lucky. I'm actually injured when I deal with such a few defuncts." Qi Ling thought helplessly. "But it turns out that people are not good looking. Such people have such trump cards. People can't be careless."

But this time, Qi Ling was still gaining something. He picked up the dagger used by the soil ink from the ground, wiped it clean, and studied it carefully.

In addition to its sharpness, the reason why this dagger can hurt itself is that it has a special attribute-breaking defense!

Similar to Zhu Zhuqing’s nether power, but the dagger’s defense level is obviously much higher, so high that even his own defense can be easily broken. Qi Ling estimates that at least in this game, no one can stop it. Got it.

After putting away the dagger, Qi Ling looked helplessly at Xiaoyu who was still sleeping, and felt a moment of depression. He had finished all the work. This girl hasn't woken up yet, how effective is the medicine?

At this time, the number on Qi Ling's chest has also changed. Tuyan should have already won it from other people before, so his number is 2, plus the two people of Jin Suo and Yin Suo, the total points are 4, so The number on Qi Ling's chest has changed from 5 to 9.

This undoubtedly means that even if Xiaoyu never wakes up, then Qi Ling can take her to pass the level by the way.

This will undoubtedly make Qi Qi inspired, isn't this girl's ability super lucky, right? Otherwise, how could she just fall into her own hands? Qi Ling believed that if she were to be replaced by an individual, in such a dangerous environment, she would definitely not care about a stranger who had just met.

"Hey, count your luck! Really, sleep like a pig!" Qi Ling poked Xiaoyu's cheek helplessly, and Xiaoyu continued to fall asleep without any reaction.

So Qi Ling had to take Xiaoyu on his back and leave. This time, Qi Ling, whose chest number became 9 was undoubtedly a huge attraction to anyone, but no one dared to do anything to him anymore.

There is no other reason. When facing two weak chickens, everyone wants to take advantage of it, but when facing a strong one who is obviously difficult to deal with, few people have the courage.

Not long after walking, Qi Ling met the oncoming Kuang San. Even in such an environment full of violence and death, Kuang San’s movements were still so elegant, as if he were not walking on the blood-stained ground. It's like walking in a garden where birds and flowers are fragrant.

"Ah, Baidi, it's great that you are safe and sound." Kuang San said at this time, "It's amazing, did you kill eight enemies? Like I only managed to kill four enemies, you really are very good. It's awesome."

The criterion of Kuangsan's judgment is naturally the number on the chest of the two, and Qi Ling did not deliberately correct it. After all, the difference between seven and eight does not seem to be very far.

"It's just good luck. The people who came to me said that they were not strong enough, so I could just kill them." Qi Ling said, "Even so, I was injured and almost killed. You don't believe me. "

Speaking of Qi Ling raised his hand and two wounds on his body, but what made Qi Ling quite embarrassed was that these injuries were almost healed on their own after a while, and it would be too late if you didn't look at them!

"Oh, it was really fierce." Kuang San also said, "I was also very dangerous just now. I almost encountered an accident. Fortunately, I was lucky and solved my opponent."

Qi Ling couldn't help but look at Kuang San, good fellow, even more unconvincing than himself! The clothes were neat and there were no wrinkles, but there were some blood stains on the skirt, but it was obviously not Kuang San's own blood.

The two people who each had a ghost in their hearts communicated quite hypocritically, but it was good, at least they knew what the other side was thinking about, so there was no need to guess the true or false.

There is only less than an hour left until the end of the game. Most of the battles have ended long ago. Now the remaining people have either already qualified for the competition or are still struggling. , I want to see if I can pick up the missing person.

Qi Ling and Kuang San had already obtained enough points, and naturally they didn't need to continue fighting, so they decided to find a place and wait for the end of the time. After all, keeping their points was as important as earning points.

In the end, the two people chose a tall building and hid on the top floor. From here, you can see all the conditions of the street below, which is very suitable for defense.

Originally, Qi Ling thought that by this time, there should be no more changes, but obviously he was thinking too simple. After a while, there was a noise from the street outside, and the number of people seemed to be small. less.

So Qi Ling looked down from the window and found that the number of the two players in the match seemed to be quite different. On one side, there was only one person, and on the other side, there were eight or nine people.

Qi Ling originally thought that if so many people deal with one, it must be the same as Tuyan, intending to use more bullies to fight in groups, but who knows that Qi Ling is surprised that the disadvantaged party is actually the more numerous party. .

Facing each other alone, this group of people seemed to have inexhaustible fear in their hearts. Qi Ling looked at the single person and seemed to understand a little reason.

On that person's chest, the number showed 23! This undoubtedly means that the number of people defeated by this person has far exceeded the number needed to pass the game!

And then, Qi Ling looked at the situation on both sides and immediately understood that it was not this group of people who were besieging this person, but this man was chasing and killing such a person!

Seeing that there is no way to retreat, this group of people can only fight back desperately, wanting a chance to survive, and launching desperate and ferocious attacks. ‘

But in the face of these people's attacks, the man showed a bloodthirsty smile, a devilish energy on his body rose to the sky, waving a halberd weapon in his hand, looking extraordinary.

What happened afterwards also proved that he did have the strength to pretend. With one-to-many, the battle ended very quickly. None of the nine people were spared. All of them died in his hands, even in one shot. , There is no situation of the second shot at all.