Chapter 132： All out (2/2)

Song Jian broke free from the siege. The fire was turned on for a while, and the bazooka charging cool-down time was over. Song Jian pulled out the bazooka for the first time and aimed at the boxer disciples who were only two or three meters away.

Boom ~

A group of flames burst almost in front of him, and the hot breath blew towards his face, but fortunately, this is a game and there is no accidental injury. Otherwise, Song Jian would not dare to launch a rocket at such a close distance;

Boom ~

Another rocket fire was fired at the place where the boxers had the most disciples, and it burst into the crowd. The boxer disciples who had already had blood on their backs were directly killed this time;

The remaining boxing disciples have only one hundred points of blood and blood, and each of them has injuries;

The number of blood crows is rapidly decreasing. The blood value of these blood crows is not high, and they can only bear three or two punches. If they are not flexible, they will be blown out by the boxer disciples as soon as they appear.

Uh ~

A blood crow was smashed by a boxer disciple's punch and emptied his blood value, and the blood crow exploded. The dead blood crow would return to the blood pool and be bred again. During the incubation period, Song Jian was Cannot be summoned again

Looking at only seven or eight boxing disciples, and all of them were still blood, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Jian's mouth. There were three blood crows, and now they all rest on Song Jian's shoulders. The blood value is rapidly recovering with the speed visible to the naked eye. The blood volume has been reduced to nearly half of the blood volume, and within a few seconds, it has returned to the safe value range;

At this time, the benefits of the SSS evaluation from the previous mainline mission were reflected, and the 500% recovery of qi and blood value made it difficult for Song Jian to die now, and in the case of lack of medicine and medicine, he saved a lot. expenditure;

The disciple in the boxing hall, who had no blood, had no fear or pain, and had no consciousness of fear at all. He just stared at Song Jian and rushed at him again;

This time, Song Jian didn't give them the chance to encircle, and kept walking. The fangs in his hands were like the sickle of a **** of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the disciples in the boxing hall;

In less than a minute, Song Jian wiped out all the remaining boxing disciples. On the floor, there were at least eleven items emitting white light. The output of the copy was indeed much higher than the outside. ;

At this time, Gao Danian and Lin Sheng had worn away one-third of the blood of BOSS, and their blood values ​​~~ remained at more than 80%. Are very careful, even if they give up the opportunity of an attack, they are not willing to take a BOSS injury;

There was a smile on his face. This is the most orthodox play in the game. The main reason is that there are too few items and skills to restore qi and blood;

The bazooka's cooling time is only ten seconds, killing the remaining boxing disciples, and the reloading cooling time is over. Song Jian took it out on his shoulders, aimed at the boxing coach who was waving his fist, and pulled the trigger;

There was a slight vibration, the rocket shouted and flew towards the BOSS, Lin Sheng made a strange noise, and quickly ran away;

Tiannian has the same look, still holding a long axe, constantly attacking the boss;

The head of the Quan Boxing Hall is equipped with a pair of tiger-type gloves, tiger-like gloves, two sharp fangs protruding outward, and constantly colliding with the axe, erupting numerous Mars;

”Tall year, dodge, rocket!” Lin Sheng thought that Titan was unaware of the rocket and shouted anxiously in the distance;

Boom ~

The rocket hit the BOSS severely, and then caused a violent explosion, a injury close to a hundred points, emerged from the top of the boss, while the tall man was facing the hot air, fiercely Boss chopped twice, and took BOSS's blood value close to eighty;

”The copy team is immune to damage!” Gao Danian glanced at Lin Sheng, taking the opportunity to breathe; this was prompted as soon as he entered the copy system, but Lin Sheng was too devoted to forget.

Gao Linsheng's face was reddish, without a word, clenching his dagger, and rushing towards the BOSS, while Song Jian at this time pulled the trigger again;

Uh ...