Upgrade Specialist in Another World

Yang Tian's face was blurred, feeling the life of his whole body flowing from his chest, his eyes gradually dissipated and eventually fell.

When Cold Tsunami learned that someone had climbed the mountain, he arrived in the lobby at the fastest possible speed and began to instruct his men to prepare for battle, while waiting for Yang Tian to come, but after a while, his men reported that the vice president was fighting an enemy, and that the two men were equally strong.

The cold tsunami is comparable to Yang Tian's strength, which is at least the middle of the soul! He hasn't hesitated to come.

But when he finally saw the two warring men, it was Yang Tian who took over the wind and was in danger!

Before he rushed up to help, Yang Tian was killed by the other party!

While everyone was still stunned by the sudden killing of Yang Tian, Baiyunfei quickly flashed to the wall behind Yang Tian and stabbed away the cold ice stab on it.

Almost as soon as he turned around, the cold-blooded attack had arrived!

Quickly, it was too fast. Baiyun could not have fired back at all. He ducked aside when it was not possible to fire, but his left arm was still cut with a deep visible bone wound by the other side's broken edge.

“Is this the power of the realm of spiritualists? Lost count... too much better than I expected! ”

Baiyun lifted his gun and swept it across, causing a breathing void to come to mind bitterly.

The weapon used for the cold whistle was a pair of long and short blades, a two-foot sword on the left hand and a small dagger on the right.

Baiyunfei's long gun waved, forming a shadow in front of him, preventing the opponent from coming close to him, but the opponent was quick, and his gun strength, though sharp, could not hurt the other party half a point.

Suddenly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, facing a punctured shot, but not completely dodged, but on the slightest side of his body, avoided the point, left hand short sword stabbed out, along the gun body towards Baiyun flying!

The tip of the gun came into contact with the outside of his right waist, actually wiped out a series of sparks, the coat was ripped open, revealed a piece of gold soft armor inside, slightly flashing, even though it was cut out of a dent, the cold whistle was intact!

Short sword, Baiyunfei left arm with another wound, close to the enemy, long gun can not be prevented!

Baiyun's eyes flashed a little resolutely, ignoring the other party's dagger that then stabbed him in the waist, the fire-point gun instantly disappeared. When his right hand was raised, the cold ice stab was already in his hand, and he stabbed the other party's heart equally hard!

Hurt me, you die!

Shocked by the cold whistling eyes, I didn't expect the other party not to dodge at all, so I had to spell a double defeat! Naturally, he did not wish to do so and did not hesitate to abandon the attack immediately and to step back in a row.

Baiyunfei looked at the retreating cold whistle, and he also took a few steps back, pulling away the distance, while the pointy gun switched back into his hand, his eyes flashing and staring at him.

The opponent wears a strong defense of golden soft armor. It has exceeded Baiyunfei's fortification +10 soft armor. If the opponent is not thoroughly stabbed by the * side, the opponent will not be able to inflict heavy damage.

“So you can only attack the limbs and head?” Baiyun thought hard about how to cope.

Cold whistle stared at Baiyun flying across the street and suddenly drank: “Why are you still standing? All together! Kill him!”

But this was said to a group of bandits who stood outside the courtyard fighting.

Are you kidding me? He's the one who killed the vice president and you can't even kill him!

Bandits, look at me. I look at you, but no one dares to take the lead in the courtyard.

At this moment, behind a group of bandits suddenly sounded a scream, and everyone looked back in shock, and saw only one man covered in blood, holding two daggers, like Shura killed the god, and killed into the crowd.

It's Li Chengfeng!

Before a group of bandits could decide whether or not to follow the orders of the master of the village and rush to fight Baiyunfei, they were already involved in the battle of Li Chengfeng.

The two confronted on the field similarly noticed the arrival of Li Chengfeng. The cold whistled and Baiyun was delighted.

“I had no idea that Cheng Feng had acted so quickly, it seemed that his hatred of bandits was not at all as far as I could imagine... At this time, the hatred had erupted to the fullest extent and was being played at a completely superior level! So... I'm going to do my best! ”

Baiyun took the lead in the attack as the cold whirl glanced out onto the battlefield.

Since the opponent is wearing soft armor, attack its lower plate!

Baiyunfei's pre-emptive attack made the cold tsunami a little overwhelming, but it quickly adapted, flickering around and not giving Baiyunfei a slight chance.

Suddenly, the cold whistle flashed backwards, pulling away a distance, while the right hand swayed, and the cold flashed out, rushing straight to the white cloud flying door!

The moment he started, Baiyun felt something. After all, these days, he was also practicing a lot by shaking his knife. The dagger crossed his ear and nailed it to the wall behind him.

But the cold-blooded attack is not over! When the outside hand flipped, another dagger appeared in the hand, it came out, then the second, the third, three daggers almost simultaneously, and the finished word flew towards the white cloud.

Baiyun hummed coldly, the long gun danced like a windmill, forming a shield composed of gunshadows in front of him, “Jing Jing” three sounds, all the daggers that flew were knocked off.

The cold whistle never stopped, and the knife flew out again, heading straight for the clouds and feet.

Baiyun fired a shadow, slanted out to the side, and the moment he jumped, the long gun disappeared, his arm was thrown as well, and a dagger was shot straight into the cold throat.

Flying knife, me too!

The cold tsunami wanted to continue to chase each other as he snuck away. At first sight, the cold light came, and he was terrified. He didn't expect that the other could fly the knife!

Flashing aside in shock, we missed our chance to chase Baiyun, and we also gave Baiyun the chance to attack!

With each other's ways, Baiyun flew like the previous cold whistle, his arms swinging, one dagger after another as if he couldn't finish shooting at each other.

The battle of close combat has evolved into a flying knife competition. The daggers in the space ring of both seem to be numerous. While dodging the flying knife, you come and shoot each other.

A moment later, however, there was a gap. After all, Baiyun had too little experience. Although he was quite talented in flying knife technology, he was no better than a skilled flying knife such as Cold Tsunami.

Both had soft armor on them, the knife clanging on them, but the obvious defense of the clouds was insufficient, there had been several breakages and several injuries to both arms and legs, which seemed to be slowly getting downwind.

“Humph, and I compete with the flying knife. Ten more knives at the most, and I'll kill you! ”

The corner of the cold whistling mouth raised a hint of pride and seemed to laugh at the impotence of Baiyun flying. He saw Baiyun flying slightly out of balance because he avoided a flying knife, and his body leaned aside. The cold whistling eyes glistened and the wrists shook. The daggers appeared in the hands simultaneously and were about to fly out.

But at this moment, he suddenly changed his face!