Nightmare Attack

Looking up at the silt giant killing everyone in all directions, everyone was shocked. The body dozens of meters tall was like a mountain. What stood in front of everyone was an unparalleled sense of security. Those disciples who had been famous for a long time were almost No one is a one-shot general of the giants. Even if there is one, it will only be within three moves. Either he will be trampled to death, or he will be smashed to the ground with a slap, and he will not be able to dig it out. ɱ

Fatty didn't believe it before, but he believes it now. It only takes a matter of minutes for Mr. Shui to beat a dozen of them, not just a dozen, but a few hundred!

The giant's momentum was like a rainbow, and his huge body was dripping with blood. The disciples swarmed towards him and were not afraid of death. However, in front of the giant, they were just mantises blocking the car. With the roar of Master Shui, the scene became a one-sided massacre. Fatty He was also inspired by the giant to fight in his heart, and at this moment he felt that he needed to say something to be worthy of such a hearty battle.

But he searched through the inventory in his mind and found some...

"It's like a demon descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth!"

Jiang Cheng raised his head and witnessed this scene and couldn't help but blurt out.

Fatty: "Yes, yes! This is the smell! Damn, Damn, Master Shui is awesome!"

Different from the excitement of Jiang Cheng and others, Wu Yingying, who was slightly relieved, stood up with difficulty. A flash of worry flashed across her brows as she looked at the bloody massacre scene.

"What, is there something wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Wu Yingying paused and explained: "These people you see are just puppets. They have been dead for a long time. They are just imprisoned in this building for his use. The real strength these people can exert is not enough for them." 30% during his lifetime.”

The fat man asked doubtfully: "Isn't this good? Taking advantage of their illness to kill them is just the right time for Mr. Shui to kill them all. We can also do a good deed and help them escape."

Seeing that her meaning was misinterpreted, Wu Yingying shook her head again, "You don't understand. I was controlled by the poster here before, but I can exert 70%, or even close to 80%, of my strength."

Now Jiang Cheng understood something. The stronger a person is under the control of the building owner, the closer the power he can exert to that person's full strength. "You suspect that there are masters hiding in the building, masters like you." , They haven’t really taken action yet?”

Wu Yingying nodded and looked worriedly into the distance. The place was shrouded in hazy darkness, and people could be vaguely seen moving around.

"What should we do? We need to inform Mr. Shui as soon as possible, otherwise he will suffer a loss!" The fat man also realized the seriousness of the problem and couldn't help but get anxious.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yingying slowly shook her head, "No, I can think of this, and he can naturally think of it, and with Master Shui's ability, he may have already sensed the other guys hidden in the building, and he Not all efforts are being made to deal with these people.

The fat man was speechless as he listened. It would not be an exaggeration to say that there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of him. Master Shui had not yet tried his best, but his true strength was too terrifying. He was even on par with Incomparable Fear.

And in terms of visual impact, this silt giant tens of meters tall is obviously much more shocking than a normal human-looking figure.

The fat man turned around, looking for something to defend himself. Although he knew it was useless, he felt weak because his hands were empty. But as soon as he turned around, he saw Tang Qisheng took out the incense again, lit it and knelt on the ground. He kept kowtowing in the direction of the mud giant and spoke plausibly.

"What are you praying for?" The fat man didn't quite understand.

Tang Qisheng's expression became more pious, "Worship the gods, didn't you hear? Brother Jiang's shout just now was like a demon descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth!"

"Where is the demon?" Tang Qisheng pointed to nothing very simply, and then changed direction and pointed at the mud giant, "This is the Tai Sui God!"

The fat man originally wanted to say that Wu and Master Shui were both weird and not gods, but he paused as he spoke. He didn't know how to explain it to someone like Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. After all, Wu was a friend to him. They were very familiar with it, but to Tang Qisheng and the others, such a terrifying guy was a demon, and that silt giant dozens of meters tall was the Tai Sui God on earth!

It's not that he has broad knowledge or that he has strong abilities. The biggest difference between him and people like Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie is that he can follow the doctor.

Now when he looked at Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie, he even looked a little pitiful. Although they had a wide range of knowledge, they were specialized in their arts. Being good at folk customs did not mean that they were very strong. They also had weird abilities, just like the old banger Yu Cheng. Mu, in addition to his wide knowledge and clever methods, he is essentially an ordinary person, not even a disciple.

"Okay, don't bow. If you have time to bow, why don't you think about it carefully and see if you can help everyone in your own way." Yao, Shunyu and Yao Shunyu couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Tang Qisheng up.

After several trials, Yao and Shunyu temporarily concluded that Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie should be fine, but no one dared to let down their guard until the last moment. If these two people were actors, the problem would be complicated.

After several rounds of charging, there were fewer and fewer people on the field, and the movements of the silt giant gradually slowed down. How should I put it, it was as if the giant's attacks were becoming more cautious, not as casual as they were at the beginning.

There are only a dozen or so disciples left on the field now, but many of them are new faces and have only joined the battle not long ago.

These disciples had no intention of bypassing the giant and attacking them in Jiangcheng. They surrounded the giant, and their positions were somewhat mysterious.

The giant kept turning around, observing these people, as if judging who was the greatest threat.

In an instant, a fat monk with a bloated body suddenly moved. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing a worn-out cassock. Each of the beads in his hand was the size of a walnut.

The fat monk lowered his head, kept coiling the beads in his hands, and ran towards the giant with strange steps. His movements did not seem to be fast, and every step was light and airy, as if dancing to the melody, but as the distance increased, As he approached, the monk's body glowed with countless golden lights. As the golden light grew larger and larger, he finally turned into a green-faced evil ghost holding a magic stick. At the same time, the other disciples also took action, firmly grabbing the attention of the silt giant. force.

After a moment, the evil spirit was already as big as the silt giant. The next second, the evil spirit raised his magic stick and hit the giant on the back of the head.

However, the giant was already prepared. With one hand as fast as the wind, he grabbed the magic stick at a tricky angle. However, no one expected that at this moment, a baby's cry suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Following the sound, only one person was seen. The woman holding the baby in her arms was lying on the monk's back.

The next second, light and shadow flowed, and the huge evil ghost disappeared instantly. The silt giant missed it, but the magic stick strangely came from behind, smashing the giant's head with one stick.

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