After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

clang clang...  

The sound of metal chiming kept ringing, very clear.

While Fang Xiu was recuperating, he spent a lot of spiritual coins to create a [-]% soul steel flying knife based on Wang Yanran's flying knife.

It can fully transmit spirituality and is very hard and sharp.

These dark golden flying knives were obviously not as powerful as spiritual bullets, and they were constantly being knocked away.

But after being knocked away, these flying knives turned around on their own like living creatures and rushed towards the spiritual bullets again.

After a while, all the spiritual bullets were shot down.

The scarred man's face was filled with astonishment: "Your flying knife can also turn!?"

Ma Wenbin on the side saw the clues and said bluntly: "It's his silver hair! Each flying knife is connected to silver hair!"

"Damn it! What kind of power does his hair have!" The scarred man cursed, because the other person's hair was almost omnipotent.

It can control people, attack and defend, and control flying knives. What kind of magical ability is this?

"His hair is not the ability of a spiritual master, it's weird! Possession is weird!" Ma Wenbin is indeed a second-level spiritual master, and he can see the key to the problem at a glance.

"What!? Weird! He was possessed by Weird, so is he still human?"

Ma Wenbin didn't answer because Fang Xiu had already rushed over.

He held a shiny silver scalpel in his hand, and his silver hair became more and more elegant as he ran. Behind him were dozens of screaming slaves.

At first glance, it seemed that Ma Wenbin and others were surrounded by the Guangming Club.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu disappeared.

His figure turned into an afterimage, and he suddenly jumped onto the wall of the corridor. His body became shorter, and he ran close to the wall. The scalpel rubbed against the wall as he ran, drawing a series of sparks.

His target was not the strongest Ma Wenbin, but the man with gold-rimmed glasses on the side.

Although the man with gold-rimmed glasses is not strong in combat, his weak ability is really disgusting.

If Fang Xiu hadn't possessed the magic power, he would have become a lamb to be slaughtered if he weakened, unless he directly detonated the strange power in the scalpel to break the curse of weakness.

However, although the power in the scalpel is strong, it does not last long. Once the time limit is exceeded and the battle is not resolved, your body will collapse first and cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Fang Xiu has never forgotten that there is a strange nightmare hiding in Luteng City who is eyeing him.

He thought with his toes that once he fell into a weak state due to serious injuries, there was a high chance that he would be pulled into a dream by a nightmare.

The golden glasses man rushed when he saw Fang Xiuchao, and he was shocked. He was just an auxiliary. Where could he resist Fang Xiu and other fierce people.

At this time, Ma Wenbin, who had not taken action until now, finally took action, and his seven orifices began to ooze red blood.

Not only the seven orifices, but also the pores all over his body began to ooze blood. In an instant, Ma Wenbin turned into a bloody man.

The blood on his body seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, turning into a blood arrow and shooting fiercely towards Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu's silver hair rose sharply and turned into streaks to meet the bloody arrow.

Zizi!

The sound of corrosion sounded instantly, and his silver hair began to corrode violently as if it had encountered sulfuric acid.

Swish!

A flash of silver light flashed, and Fang Xiu cut off the corroded silver hair directly.

Ma Wenbin's blood is extremely corrosive, and he is worthy of being a second-level spiritual master. He can corrode even the most subtle things.

However, whether there is more blood or more hair is a question worth pondering.

The next moment, Fang Xiu's silver hair exploded like a hedgehog, and tens of thousands of silver hair like steel needles shot out, overwhelming the three people.

There are tens of thousands of silver hairs mixed with more than a dozen dark golden flying knives.

In addition, dozens of slaves have also surrounded them.

Ma Wenbin's expression turned extremely ugly for a moment. Although he was not afraid of Fang Xiu's attack, his younger brother was.

He didn't expect that one day he would also experience the feeling of being besieged.

I thought that he would lead the entire club to beat others in groups, but he didn't expect that things would change today.

He kept squirting blood in an attempt to withstand the overwhelming attacks. The scarlet blood formed a bloody cover, tightly covering the three of them.

Countless attacks and slaves hit it, and the sound of corrosion continued to sound.

He actually blocked all the attacks.

The silver hair melted, and all the slaves became missing arms and legs.

Ma Wenbin's sneer came from inside the blood-colored cover: "Fang Xiu, if you only have this means, you can't do anything to me."

Fang Xiu said calmly: "Oh, really? How long do you think you can protect those two trashes? The increase in defense range means that the consumption is also increasing. And I only need to attack, but you have to spend three times the consumption. Come and defend me.”

As soon as these words came out, Ma Wenbin's face immediately turned ugly, because Fang Xiu was telling the truth.

If he were to defend alone, he would not consume much at all, and could even take the initiative to attack. But now, because he was protecting two men, his consumption doubled, and he could only be beaten passively. If things continued like this, he would definitely die once his spirituality was exhausted.

As he spoke, Fang Xiu's attack did not stop. The mutilated slave was not afraid of the impact of life and death on the bloody cover.

The silver hair continued to shoot out, causing ripples on the blood mask.

"Give up, give up those two burdens. There is no need to risk your life for others." Fang Xiu's voice continued to penetrate the blood barrier, like a demon that confuses people's hearts.

After Ma Wenbin's two men heard this, their expressions instantly changed wildly.

"President, don't listen to him. We are your most loyal subordinates. Don't give up on us!"

Ma Wenbin's face was gloomy and he seemed to be thinking.

At this time, Fang Xiu's voice came again: "My target is only Ma Wenbin. If you two betray me now and help me kill Ma Wenbin, I can let you go and even recommend you to join the investigation bureau." not a problem."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people all changed.

"Fang Xiu! Do you think we will believe your plan to sow discord?" Ma Wenbin shouted loudly.

Then he said to the two of them: "Don't worry, I will never give up on you. Remember the oath you made when you joined the club? The Bright Club will only exist if you are here."

"President..." A look of gratitude flashed in the eyes of the man with gold-rimmed glasses, but the next second, a bloody arrow pierced his heart.

Together with the man with the scar, the two of them were pierced instantly, and then their blood flowed out uncontrollably, all flowing to Ma Wenbin.

"President, you!" The two of them looked at each other.

Ma Wenbin smiled: "You can't blame me. If you want to blame, blame Fang Xiu. As he said, if I keep protecting you two losers, then I will die. Why don't you give me your blood and let me I can let go and avenge you.

As for the Bright Club? Sorry, as long as I live, the Bright Club can exist forever. "

As he spoke, the mask of light dissipated, revealing Ma Wenbin covered in blood and two subordinates lying on the ground dying.