Game City God Killer

Long Ruofeng, a man with sharp eyes and quick hands, quickly rolled to the side to avoid the blow, but just when he was about to stand up, Ichiro Yada shouted from behind: "The secret of forbearance, double flash!"

"Oops!" Long Ruofeng only had time to say these words before he felt a bolt of lightning pass through his body, and then saw Ichiro Yada standing in front of him, holding a katana in his hand and keeping moving forward.

posture.

"-422!"

Huge damage wafts out.

Long Ruofeng subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his clothes. At this time, a big hole had been burnt by lightning, and there was also a brown round mark on his chest, but there was no bleeding.

"What kind of damage is this? Why is it so high? Fortunately, there is a dragon turtle wearing armor, otherwise it probably wouldn't be a mark problem on the chest." In his heart, Long Ruofeng was secretly shocked and took out a medium-sized life potion from the God's Space and was preparing it.

He poured it into his mouth, but was shocked to find that his body could not move. His whole body seemed to be enveloped by an electric current, and his limbs were unable to receive instructions from his brain.

"Haha, do you feel like you can't move? This is the power of the Japanese nation, borrowing the will of the ninja, to create a ninjutsu that can paralyze the opponent!" Ichiro Yada turned around and looked at Long Ruofeng's miserable figure who was frozen in place.

He burst out laughing. As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Long Ruofeng with a samurai sword in his hand. Yada Ichiro's face was filled with a cruel smile, and he seemed to have regarded Long Ruofeng in front of him as a mortal prey.

"Let the katana in my hand take you back to the west!" Yada Ichiro shouted, and the katana quickly thrust into Long Ruofeng's chest.

But something happened that shocked Yada Ichiro. The katana in his hand seemed to have been pierced into a piece of tough leather. The tip of the blade penetrated a little bit and could no longer move.

"Baga, what's going on?" Yada Ichiro cursed angrily, and the strength in his hand became a little heavier. The katana advanced slowly, but there was no sign of bleeding on Long Ruofeng's body.

At this moment, the corners of Long Ruofeng's mouth rose slightly, and then he recovered from the paralysis. The sword of thorns in his hand suddenly pierced the chest of Yada Ichiro, who had no time to dodge.

"Pfft!" With a sound, the entire sword blade pierced Yada Ichiro's chest.

Huge damage from "-952!"!

"How... could you possibly break my ninjutsu? It's impossible..." Yada Ichiro's eyes widened and he looked at the long sword stuck in his chest with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Everyone has their own secret tricks. When you go underground, don't underestimate any opponent!" Long Ruofeng snorted coldly, and suddenly pulled out the sword of thorns, bringing out a large blood flower.

Yada Ichiro covered his bleeding chest, his face was full of pain, he staggered back and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Don't think that you can escape disaster by killing me. I, O Sakurada Society, will definitely obtain that sacred object, and then bloodbath you stupid China pigs, haha, hahaha..." Ichiro Yada haha

He laughed, but he didn't last long before he fell to the ground with a "plop", and several faintly shining objects exploded from the body, which was particularly obvious under the night.

"Kill the level 52 superior ninja and gain 5 experience points!"

"I don't care about your Sakurada Club, as long as you don't mess with me!" Long Ruofeng curled his lips and walked towards Yada Ichiro's body. He looked at the several groups of light on the body and said with a smile: "Hey, hey,

But it’s nice for you to give me something every time!” He smiled and bent down to look at his trophies.

The first is a Japanese samurai sword, surrounded by traces of electric light.

Raikiri: Legend has it that the famous Japanese Warring States general Tachibana Michyuki once used the weapon to kill the God of Thunder. It is dyed with a hint of the breath of the God of Thunder. It will release a powerful lightning strike to kill the enemy during the attack. A perfect weapon with powerful

Attack power, attached skill "Thunder Flash": turns into a rapid impact lightning that passes through the target's body, causing huge damage and paralyzing the target for 15 seconds.

Holy shit, this is the legendary famous Japanese sword? Just look at the introduction and it’s awesome! Long Ruofeng was secretly happy, and he quickly took the Raikiri in his hand and waved it, and saw a ball of lightning dancing in the dark night.

It's really charming.

Next is a skill book.

"Ghost Step": The body turns into a shadow and increases the movement speed by 50% for 1 minute. There is a certain probability of being noticed by the opponent. It is recommended to use it in the dark night.

"Hey, it's not bad. You can escape or carry out an assassination by surprise!" Long Ruofeng nodded and directly learned the skill, and then directly used the skill of Ghost Step, and saw that the whole person turned into a ball of illusion.

The figure cannot be seen clearly in the dark night, and the speed has been increased by half. The whole person is moving quickly in the dark night like a strong wind.

"Stealth is invisible and has a long duration, but it will reduce the movement speed. Ghost Step increases the movement speed a lot, but the duration is a bit short, and it is not completely invisible. But now is the time when skills are lacking. Fortunately, there is a priest for the paralysis just now.

The Holy Clear Current skill, otherwise the one who fell to the ground now would be me instead of him!" Long Ruofeng murmured with some lingering fear, eager to get more skills in his heart.

However, Long Ruofeng turned around and looked at Ichiro Yada who was lying on the ground, and thought to himself: From this guy's tone, I guess there will be a big organization in Japan coming to rob the Yao family's sacred objects, and last time Sakurada was

Shu also said that, and with the compulsion of his mission, it seems that he can no longer ignore it. Besides, he can't just watch the Japanese come and bully his own people. Damn it, don't blame me!

Long Ruofeng ignored the corpse on the ground, thinking that Zijin University would take care of it. He looked at his phone and it was already past 9 pm, so he went back to the dormitory to get ready for rest. As for Zhiqing, she was so angry that she cried away.

I'll explain it tomorrow.

Back in the dormitory, Lu Yun and An Xiaoyu had already left due to the restrictions of the boys' dormitory. As for the three weird roommates, Yang Tianyu continued to fight in his Dota world. Zhou Chen was holding a book that seemed to be a world famous book and looking at it.

As for Shi Tianlong, ahem, it’s not suitable for children...

I really envy the three of you. You can do what you like and live a carefree and happy life. You are not as hard-working as me, having to make girls happy and deal with those damn Japanese ninjas. It’s such a nightmare.

Life is really not a human life! Long Ruofeng burst into tears and went straight to bed. He was too exhausted from the high-intensity battle just now, and he soon fell asleep.

But at this time, somewhere in Nanjing.

"Eight Gag, Yatian Jun's soul chapter was broken, was he killed by the damn man?"

"Young master, please focus on the overall situation. Don't interrupt our original layout because of a small branch. Don't forget the task sent us to us!"

"No need to remind you, let the old guy in the surname Xu hurry up!"

"It's a young master!"