Global Advent: Apocalyptic Desert Island Game

On the battlefield, everyone's backs were cold.

Especially the opponents Bei Ye, Chen Ye and Gut felt more intense at this time.

"too horrible!"

Brother Da Fei died tragically, everyone knew that the three of them could never be Meng Hao's opponents.

At this time, facing each other, it was absolutely miserable.

"surrender!"

The three of them had a good understanding and planned to surrender immediately.

According to the game settings, after the battle begins, in the same team, as long as there are three players willing to surrender, the system can determine the result of the game and the battle can be terminated.

The three of them thought very well, as long as they shouted surrender at the same time, then there was no need to be persecuted by Meng Hao.

[You have chosen to surrender in the team competition, are you sure? 】

When the slogan of surrender was shouted, the system prompt appeared immediately, waiting for the confirmation of the three.

In fact, this process is very short.

From surrendering to the system prompt appearing, it is only a second or two.

However, one or two seconds was enough for Meng Hao.

Meng Hao felt that there was no need to settle with them one by one, just kill them all, so that he could start the next game as soon as possible.

You know, this is just an ordinary arena, not a challenge.

If it's a challenge match, Meng Hao can get all the opponent's combat power points after winning.

However, this is just an ordinary ring match, even if it is won, it is only the number of wins +1.

The increase in combat power points by one hundred is completely unable to play a role in turning things around.

Meng Hao felt that too much time was wasted with these people, so let's end it as soon as possible.

Take revenge by the way.

Thinking of this, Meng Hao suddenly raised his hands, and the bodies of Bei Ye, Chen Ye, and Gut all floated up.

The next moment, countless winds appeared, like a sharp wind blade, it was a stab at the three of them.

The wind element is extremely manic, and the whole space is full of murderous air.

Master Bei was shocked, he was shocked, and a big black mouth appeared.

Pinching the head and tail to activate the talent, he intends to swallow Meng Hao's gang wind, on the one hand to seize the opponent's power, and on the other hand to resist the opponent's attack.

However, Meng Hao's strength was much higher than him.

Seventh-order versus fourth-order, there is a third-order difference between the two sides.

Even if it differs by one order, that is a height that cannot be crossed.

What's more, there is a third-order difference, which is simply an insurmountable gap.

"Puff!"

There was a burst of noise, and a sharp wind blade flashed past.

The big black mouth in the sky broke the defense instantly, as if a huge stomach-shaped object appeared, and it became riddled with holes in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention swallowed, can't stop it.

As the talent was forced, the fierce wind blade swept past, immediately stabbing the body of Bei Ye into a hornet's nest.

At the same time, Chen Ye was covered in golden light, and the ancient sacramental body was urged to the extreme by him.

He is now a Tier 4 warrior, and the Wild Ancient Eucharist has only developed a small part, and his defense power is already terrifying.

At least ordinary swords can hardly hurt him.

He once tried, after stepping into Tier 4, the bullet could no longer penetrate his muscles.

He has reached the existence of fearless general heat weapons.

However, such a tyrannical Desolate Ancient Eucharist, in front of Meng Hao's Wind Blade, was like a piece of tofu, instantly riddled with scars.

At this time, Chen Ye was like a paper window, which was lightly punctured by Meng Hao.

In the blink of an eye, blood was flying.

The bright golden light on Chen Ye's body instantly dimmed, and soon there was no sound.

Finally, it is Gut.

Gut awakened the sword spirit, and most of his strength was on the sword.Now that the body is under attack, the sword Spiritual Roots can't help much.

When the wind blew, he was the first player to die.

[You have chosen to surrender in the team competition, are you sure? 】

The system prompt continues, but no one can confirm it.

Within one second, the three players were killed instantly.

A veritable spike is simply domineering.

Behind Meng Hao, the four poisonous players stared at all of this in a daze, the shock in their eyes was beyond comprehension.

Bai Jingyu was poisoned the most, and now he could not hold on lying on the ground.

This is the real lying win.

Chen Huanpeng stood behind Meng Hao with a big knife, his body faltering, but he stubbornly refused to fall to the ground.

To be a man should be like Meng Hao, turning his hands for the clouds and hands for the rain, destroying countless enemies with his fingers, and becoming an indomitable powerhouse.

His eyes were hot and he was extremely excited.

After the opening of the desert island battle list, the strong are more and more respected by people.

A super strong like Meng Hao, matched with each other, is definitely fortunate for Sansheng.

"I laughed at each other just now. It seems that I'm still too stupid. The clown is myself."

Chen Huanpeng moved his body vigorously. He wanted to quickly go up and talk to the opponent before the system had disbanded the team.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I don’t know when I will wait until next time.

Once it was arranged to the opposite side, it would even have the desire to die.

He moved his body vigorously, but his legs didn't move like lead.

Brother Da Fei's poison is too vicious, and now he feels that he can't use any of his strength, and it's a blessing to be able to stand.

Next to him, Wang Shasha looked at Meng Hao with a look of admiration, and the magic wand in her hand was squeezed to the ground, turning into her walking stick.

"I didn't pay attention just now. I didn't expect Meng Hao to be so handsome!"

Holding the magic wand in both hands, she leaned forward slightly, putting the weight of her upper body on the magic wand, supporting her body without falling.

She was not very tall, and she wore low-necked clothes.

With this pressure, two snow-white hemispheres protruded from the open neckline.

Wang Shasha is very beautiful, especially her skin is extremely fair.

Now the two snow-white hemispheres protruded, making Meng Hao unable to remove his eyes.

Meng Hao is really worried. Isn't he afraid of being overwhelmed with such pressure?

"Thank you."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from nearby.

Meng Hao turned his head subconsciously, just in time to see Yu Yonglin's tall figure falling toward the ground.

She is an archer, still holding a longbow in her hand at this time.

When her body was limp, she couldn't use weapons to support her body like other people, so she could only fall weakly towards the ground.

Meng Hao's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and his figure flashed and he came to Yu Yonglin's side.

Gently stretched out his big hand, Meng Hao grabbed the opponent's slender waist to prevent the opponent from falling to the ground.

As a teammate, it makes sense to do so.

Yu Yonglin smiled and nodded at Meng Hao, expressing gratitude.

Beside, Wang Shasha saw this scene, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh, my head is dizzy."

While speaking, Wang Shasha's body slightly tilted, and Meng Hao fell over.

Meng Hao hurriedly stretched out his other hand, trying to hold the opponent's waist to prevent the opponent from falling to the ground.

However, the length of the arm is ultimately limited.

He couldn't hold the opponent's waist, only barely held the opponent's chest.

"Oh!"

Meng Hao trembled all over, feeling a little hot.

The soft feeling is indescribably smooth.

Beside, Yu Yonglin frowned, she lowered her head and glanced at herself, then put her arms around her chest and squeezed hard.

It seems to want to say: "Look, there will be squeezing, what's so great."

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