: Night battle with eight sides

"The record is less than ten?"

Yan Xiu's pupils shone with fire. After a slight flash, the purple-blue skeleton instantly turned into a purple-blue afterimage and rushed towards the nearest ring outside the guesthouse!

At the same time, in the guesthouse where Yan Xiu was located, four zombies who seemed to have been preparing for a long time looked at each other and turned into afterimages and rushed to the nearest ring outside the guesthouse!

Yan Xiu was extremely fast. In less than two minutes, he had already crossed thousands of meters away and arrived on the ring closest to the guesthouse. Shortly after he arrived at the ring, undead arrived one after another. Within three minutes, hundreds of undead had stood on the entire ring. Fortunately, the ring was big enough, with a radius of thousands of meters, enough for these hundreds of undead of different shapes to the same stage.

"If the time is up, kill if it hasn't arrived!"

The mysterious voice was extremely accurate in grasping time. After three minutes, the sound rang again. Then, Yan Xiu was extremely shocked to see that several undead who had not yet arrived on the ring paused without warning, and then fell down softly. With Yan Xiu's keenness, he knew very clearly that the soul fires of the undead had been completely extinguished at this moment. In other words, they were already dead!

When Yan Xiu discovered this situation, he looked shaking, and he couldn't help but feel more afraid of the owner of the mysterious voice.

"Five hundred and seventy-two, this number is not smooth. I'll give you three hours to change this number to less than two hundred!"

Immediately afterwards, the voice rang again. This time, he was looking at Yan Xiu and the others on the ring, with a sharp tone, unquestionable tone!

After the speech, the voice never appeared again. For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire arena sank instantly. Most of the undead on the ring instantly distanced from the undead around them, and a hint of alertness appeared on their faces, either ferocious or terrifying.

In comparison, Yan Xiu's expression seemed extremely relaxed, and he glanced around with a frivolous look: "Below two hundred? In other words, at least three hundred and seventy two are eliminated?"

Yan Xiu knew very well that the ring at this time was like a powder barrel, and there was a possibility of explosion at any time. Once it exploded, there would be a complete melee among the five hundred and seventy-two undead spirits on the entire ring.

Logically speaking, such a melee is the most variable. No matter how powerful it is, it is possible to fall in the melee. However, Yan Xiu was not afraid, nor at all.

But it was his business whether he was afraid. At this time, a few zombies were moving in seclusion on the ring, vaguely surrounding Yan Xiu's direction. The posture seemed to be that they wanted to do something to Yan Xiu.

Although this situation is not very eye-catching in the current tense arena, under so many gazes, it is just a comparison. Many undead have noticed the actions of these zombies, but they did not make a sound and watched coldly.

For this group of ruthless undead, Yan Xiu's life and death are nothing to do with them. In this situation, they are more willing to watch coldly. After all, Yan Xiu's guys who are less than the crystal level are still quite eye-catching on this arena. For such an existence, these undead are still very interested in learning more.

"This group of waste seems to be difficult to deal with the skeleton!"

Just above the ring, when the zombies approached Yan Xiu carefully, the "thick earth corpse general" had arrived under the ring at some point, flashing with a pair of yellow eyes the size of a copper bell, looking down at the audience.

The few zombies on the ring did not know the words of the "Thick Earth Corpse General" under the ring. Otherwise, they would not have been approaching Yan Xiu in the way they thought they were the most hidden, and they were preparing for a combat skill that was about to be taken.

A few minutes later, the atmosphere on the ring was still watching nervously, and Yan Xiu's skull was still looking around, but he didn't know whether it was his slow reaction or why, until this time he did not notice the few zombies that were carefully thinking about getting closer to him.

"arrive!"

At this time, several zombies finally came to the planned place in their hearts and moved at the same time.

"Ming Fei Fire!"

"Bloody Claws!"

"Roar of the Mad Thunder Beast!"

"The wind rips!"

The next moment, several zombies suddenly rose up at the same time, each using their long-prepared combat skills, one left and one right, one front and one back, almost surrounded Yan Xiu tightly, without any room for dodging.

What's more, these combat skills are all of them of the lowest-level combat skills that have been trained to the top. They are so powerful. Each move has at least nearly 20,000 attack power, and they come together from all directions. Not to mention that Yan Xiu is only a twelfth level of gold, in the hearts of those undead, even if Yan Xiu is a 15th level of crystal, he may not be able to escape unsuccessfully.

"This group of wastes is hopelessly free. Even if this skeleton can hold on with such an attack, it will definitely be extremely embarrassed. At that time, this guy will definitely die in this melee!" The moment the zombies attacked at the same time, a pair of eyes as the size of a copper bell suddenly flowed into the eyes, as if he was about to see Yan Xiu's embarrassing figure under the siege of these zombies!

"Fight at all directions at night!"

Suddenly, a purple-green sword light suddenly lit up, flashing away, without showing any trace of tragedy in this sword move.

"Puff", "Puff", "Puff", "Puff" "Puff"

However, just after the purple-green sword light flowed past, four dull sounds of landing sounded one after another. For a moment, the tension on the entire arena suddenly paused.

"I really think I don't know you want to plot against me?"

Yan Xiu slowly retracted the bone knife and glanced at it disdainfully. The four zombies that had been dismembered by him flashed, and the "fly" sound disappeared.

"boom!"

Just as Yan Xiu disappeared, the combat skills displayed by the four zombies he had killed before, one in front, one behind, one on the left and one on the right, hitting the place where Yan Xiu was before. In an instant, an extremely powerful shock wave burst out and swept across the world.

The atmosphere on the ring was already tense, and such a shock wave was disturbing like this. In order to dodge, the undead inevitably had friction. Such friction spread rapidly on the entire ring. In just a few moments, the entire ring was ignited, with more than 500 undead fighting in a group!

"Waste is waste!"
Chapter completed!