Monarch of Evernight

Yu Renyan said slowly: "It seems you have not taken my words seriously. I told you I'd kill you next time I see you. ”

Frowning for a thousand nights, he slowly took off his backpack and threw it aside. He put the assault rifle next to his foot, and then stood still. He said to Yu Renyan: "I didn't expect you to be so impatient. ”

“Just passing by. But since I touched it, I couldn't pretend to be invisible. So everything is destiny. Want to give you a few minutes to write your will? ”

“The word will has never existed in my dictionary, and perhaps you will use it.” Thousands of nights pull the knife out of the envelope at the back. Silver still shines on the blade, and the silver fluids soaked during the previous night's battle with the bloodline have not yet worked.

Yu Renyan glanced at the blade and revealed a creepy smile. "Are you afraid to cut yourself with this knife? ”

“Thanks for the reminder.” Touch a pair of black tactical gloves for a thousand nights, put them on, and then grab the knife.

“If you would like to come back with me...”

The thousand nights immediately interrupted his words: "Impossible! ”

“Neither do I. Well, let's do it!” Yu Renyan's arms trembled and two handless, narrow knives slid from her sleeves to her hands.

Take a deep breath for a thousand nights, retract half a step, and when your left foot lands, the ground bursts out, seemingly shaking the whole alley. The ground beneath the foot of the thousand nights is tortoised and continues to extend far away.

Yu Renyan's eyes flashed with surprise and gained a new understanding of the power intensity of the thousand nights. He was in a flashing shape, sloping up and grabbing the lead. Swing your hands back and forth, glistening cold between your fingers, plunging straight into the side of your neck at night.

Stepping back a thousand nights, he stood still. At this time, his left arm raised a hard barrier, and his right hand knife quickly surpassed Yu Renyan's chest as a lightning bolt!

This is a double-defeated fight. Yu Renyan Gao's body suddenly turned an incredible angle like boneless. After a retreat, he withdrew a few meters and gave way to a thousand nights of counterattack. And the thousand nights don't chase, just stand there and wait quietly.

Yu Renyan paused for a moment and pounded like lightning. He retreated and pounced again.

The two of them suddenly split. Yu Renyan acted very quickly and strangely. His long legs made him look like a giant spider. Attacking nature has a distance advantage.

Meanwhile, the front and rear legs of the thousand nights were differential, standing steadily in place, a look of idleness, did not actively attack, but as long as Yu Renyan punched, it was immediately a defeated and injured counterattack.

Yu Renyan was even more surprised when the two of them occasionally had hard touches, most of which resulted in an even fall color.

Yu Renyan suddenly circled the wind for thousands of nights, his knives dancing on his fingers. Only a little sharp forest reflection in the night pulled out a fictional shadow, such as a butterfly falling all over the sky, adding dozens of large and small wounds to your body in the blink of an eye! The more he was excited about the Vietnam War, he couldn't help but make a sharp whistle!

Thousands of nights are silent, with no expression on their faces, as if those injuries were not on themselves at all, always at the rhythm of the counterattack, every time they strike quickly, accurately and harshly, no fancy. This is the quintessence of fighting training. Fighting is quicker than you, quicker than you, harder than you. It's hard to win or not to win.

Yellow Springs graduates are likely to kill their opponents as long as they have not fallen.

Yu Renyan struck dozens of knives in the front and back of the thousand nights, while only two knives were delivered in the thousand nights. One of them pierced Yu Renyan's abdomen and the other almost cut Yu Renyan's left hand off.

The fighting in the alley shook a lot of people, several mercenaries glanced inside the alley, saw Yu Renyan and Thousand Nights in the fierce battle, and laughed and pointed, obviously drinking a little too much.

Yu Renyan's pupils turned into dangerous vertical eyes and suddenly abandoned them for thousands of nights. He rushed into the mercenaries like a wind. His knife chopped up a cyclone and saw an arc of light expand and collapse in the air, involving all the mercenaries!

Suddenly, a lot of blood, crushed flesh and amputated limbs were thrown out during the cyclone. Just between breaths, Yu Renyan actually split the mercenaries apart!

The long streets shouted and people quickly retreated. There were two second-degree soldiers in that group, but they were cut between blinks! If Yu Renyan sees any more problems, who can stop him?

Yu Renyan chopped up a few people, seemed to be feeling better, dumped the flesh on the knife, and turned around and walked for a thousand nights. The butcher has been pulled out by the left hand of the thousand nights.

“Do guns work in this fight?” Yu Renyan grinned.

But soon he couldn't laugh, and the thousand nights didn't shoot at this distance, and the two were tangled together again. However, at the end of the battle, a thousand nights of wrist movement, the butcher burst out a yellow light, directly hitting Yu Renyan's thigh, Yu Renyan's speed immediately decreased by 30%.

Yu Renyan was also a good gunfighter in close combat, but when he came down, he found that he was far from home in this regard. A Force Gun can play divine in the hands of the Thousand Nights. It can be punctured. Every time it is about to be bombarded, it suddenly harvests the Force.

A thousand nights is like a very resilient spring, the harder it presses, the stronger the bounce. And the gap in tactics between the two sides finally manifests itself little by little.

The night has always been calm and stable, no matter how many wounds you have on your body, at the same level. After Yu Renyan was injured, some movement began to take shape, especially the heaviest legs and hands, with obvious effects.

“Wouldn't you hurt?” Yu Renyan couldn't bear to roar.

“I only assume that this body is not my own.” Thousand nights of faint response, suddenly a knife backwards, could have stuck to Yu Renyan's nostrils, if he hadn't changed his way, he would have almost done it.

“Pervert! Crazy man!” Yu Renyan knew exactly how painful those injuries were on him for a thousand nights, so he couldn't bear to curse.

“Thanks for the compliment.” Thousand Nights sincerely responded, then suddenly a body spread down, picked up the assailant, as an iron stick, and almost hit Yu Renhiko's back brain.

Yu Renyan and Thousand Nights exchanged two more wounds and suddenly retreated, widening the distance between them. He looked down at his abdomen, where there were two open knife wounds, one of which cut his intestines deep into his heart. Yu Renyan took a deep breath and closed his abdominal muscles temporarily.

He took a deep look at the thousand nights and said, "Next time, you won't have such good luck. ”

“Next time?” Frowned a thousand nights.

“Of course! That's an order, and I'm a soldier.” Yu Renyan finished his speech and turned around and left.

He stood still at night and saw him leave.

When he walked out of the alley, Yu Renyan pulled his hands together and retracted the knife into his armrest. He suddenly had two new Army Spike-like short blades in his hand, jumping like a spirit between his ten fingers.

When the short blade jumps, it flashes a deep silver light, and it is a secret silver weapon! If he had used these two weapons to fight the Thousand Nights, the Thousand Nights, which are already blood, would never last this long.

Likewise, if the blade swept through Yu Renyan's abdomen for a thousand nights, it would stir half of Yu Renyan's intestines. Now this fast-forward and outgoing wound is not a serious injury to Yu Renyan, who is already level 6.

There seemed to be some kind of acquiescence between the two men, who, although living and dying, still had reservations. But no one can say for sure what will happen next. Because, by comparison, the advantage of a thousand nights is super-range sniping, but Yu Renyan was ambushed in hiding, and they shouldn't have fought in front of each other.

However, as Yu Renyan said, this is an order, and he is a soldier. Thousands of nights were soldiers, so I understood the weight behind that sentence.

Standing quietly for a moment, close the wounds all over your body, then pick up your backpack and assailant and walk slowly out of the alley.

Just walking out of the alley, a mercenary suddenly reached out and stopped him for a thousand nights, drinking: "Stop! ”

Looking back at the night, several mercenaries were gathering in the alley, and more than a dozen mercenaries with similar clothing and equipment were fast approaching. Stopping yourself is a Level 3 warrior.

“Something wrong?” A thousand nights of cold return.

“Say, did the guy who just killed a few of us have anything to do with you?” Mercenaries drink. He was bold when he saw more and more people. Besides, Thousand Nights seemed to ignite only three nodes, his level.

Thousands of nights are strange. Seeing Yu Renyan do something like that, don't these mercenaries dare to bother him? Level-6 Yu Renyan should have been mixed up with the Lieutenant Colonel in the Expeditionary Army. By revealing his identity alone, he could crush these mercenaries.

But when you look at the mercenaries, you suddenly understand. They stare at the assailants and butchers of the night, all with a burning greed in their eyes.

Suddenly the butcher pulled out at night and turned the handle over and said, "The man with the gun seems to have used it. ”

The mercenary didn't expect to be so smart at night. He reached out and picked it up immediately and said, “Then I'll take it back and check it out! We storm the White Bear Mercenary Group...”

The mercenary did not finish a word or touch the butcher.

Thousand nights wrists trembled, the butcher wrapped a steel handle and hit the mercenary in the face!

In the crisp cracking of bones, the mercenary broke half his face into pieces and fell directly on his back, silently.

The butcher flew in the hands of a thousand nights and then pointed his gun at a crowd of mercenaries.

"Who else wants to stand up? ”

The mercenaries were pointed at by the apparently loaded butchers and were all earthy. Just a few meters away, the butchers had enough power to blow their armor together with their bodies into pieces. Besides, the Squadron Leader, who is a Class III soldier, has been knocked down by a single blow, and now knows his life and death. What can they do now?

But the absolute quantitative advantage made the mercenaries uncomfortable, so they eased the siege and blocked the road for thousands of nights. Though powerful enough, the butcher cannot fire continuously. If you shoot the first shot, it's obsolete, it doesn't make much difference to a blunt instrument.

The third level butcher's pistol, the second level assault rifle, and the drum bag in the backpack for a thousand nights, these eye-catching benefits have taken up all the mercenaries' thinking space. They were mercenaries in the city, and when they left the city, they could turn into bandits depending on the circumstances. But if there's a Level 3 Force Gun that can be accounted for, it's in the city, and you might as well be a bandit.

Yet these mercenaries do not know that their hearts are beating fast for more than 300 beats a minute! Crazy beats make me feel dry tongue for a thousand nights, I feel extremely restless, as if something inside my body is screaming desperately, I want to break through the seal and return to the world!

Not far away is Yu Renyan, who chopped up the blood and corpses left behind by the mercenaries. Intense blood surrounds the tip of the nose of a thousand nights, as beautiful women are shedding thirsty sex wolves. Thousands of nights breathing a little heavier, fingers a little less obvious tremor, which is only a minor change, but only Yellow Springs and Thousands of nights classmates will know how hard it was to get him to have this slight breakdown before the war.

Looking at these mercenaries at night, it's like seeing a bunch of surrounding lambs. He was thirsty, not just his throat, but burning pain everywhere in his body. Thousands of nights want to hold these people down, suck out those fresh boiling blood, and let them know what pain and despair means!