"Sharp!"

The general walked up with his sword, extremely fast, with a terrible sharpness;

Su Bai has been going around and not having too direct contact with the other party. Since Radio selected such an opponent as the first opponent in his punitive story world, he was obviously hesitating, or in other words, Radio is actually waiting.

Although I don’t know why, at least Su Bai knew that Radio is just like him now, a little nervous and uneasy. There is no need to know the reason, because the reason may not be on him at all. Therefore, Su Bai also made a favor. Since Radio wants to wait and see the final result of the situation, he will delay more time and wait slowly together.

But this opponent seemed to be lacking in a stubborn manner and kept launching an offensive against him. He could not be too serious. If he beat this guy to death and forced the radio to play a second more powerful opponent, it would be really unnecessary.

Therefore, Su Bai gradually suffered more injuries, but Su Bai did not care too much about this.

The body retreated again, and the opponent's attack was avoided by himself again. Su Bai reached out and touched the wound on his arm gently. The wound healed quickly without even a trace.

The general in front of him rushed over again, he was a puppet, a tireless puppet;

There was no audience in the empty stands around, but it also created a depressing atmosphere.

The battle seemed a bit boring, and fortunately there were no spectators around, otherwise they would have booed Su Bai, a fighting method that did not attack and avoided everywhere.

"Buzz!"

The general's sword pierced over again. This time, Su Bai did not completely retreat but gave in a slanted step, pressed down with one hand, directly grabbed the opponent's iron sword, and then rushed forward, and his shoulder hit the opponent's body hard.

The general was knocked away, and his iron sword fell into Su Bai's hand. Su Bai danced out several sword flowers with the iron sword and looked at him coldly.

Sure enough, the general rushed over again. He had no reason, no sanity, no fear, no feeling. He was like a single program that executed commands, only knowing how to do what he wanted to do.

Su Bai's mind appeared in the body movement that Hills had demonstrated in front of him in the place of enlightenment. He immediately held a sword and blocked the opponent's fists and feet, and then relied on his own strength to counterattack, the general was pulled out by Su Bai again and again, and then quickly got up again and again to charge again.

This made Su Bai feel a little tired and bored, but he still suppressed his impulse to kill this guy with one sword. Su Bai was not afraid of death, but wanted his death to be more valuable. His second brother once told him that he missed his parents underground, so Su Bai was happy to take Su Yuhang and his wife to the ground to reunite with his family.

The general was still persevering, but although he was good at strength, compared with his body that was almost a bug under a big boss like Su Bai, he obviously did not pose any threat, and his injuries began to slowly decline under Su Bai's repeated attacks.

Just as Su Bai began to get tired of this perseverance duel, suddenly there were figures on the originally empty stands around him.

Originally, Su Bai thought it was a radio and felt bored, so he set some audience backgrounds to activate the atmosphere, but soon, Su Bai found that these audiences were a little special.

Those who were missing arm and broken legs, and had no head, stood there wearing worn armor and holding broken soldiers, and their number was increasing. Soon, except for the two thrones at the highest position of the main stand, the other stands were filled with fill, and Su Bai also guessed their identities from some people who had kept their armor and even their hair buns intact.

All of these spectators were Qin Bing.

Then, the one who is fighting with me should be a Qin general.

Su Bai didn’t know what the purpose of radio was to play this trick, just to disgust himself?

It seemed that it was really disgusting. Even though he knew that the one in front of him was Qin general, even if he knew that the stands were all the soldiers of Qin who died in battle against the radio, it really had no effect on him, Su Bai.

He was not guilty or owed at all. Of course, Su Bai still admired the Qin soldiers of that generation, but he could not be regarded as a meal.

General Qin's hands were lowered and his body bent slightly. He exhausted his energy in the battle with Su Bai just now, but Su Bai had not fought seriously, so he was not dead yet. Although his injuries were heavier, he still had the power to fight.

Su Bai looked at him, and his eyes also looked at Su Bai through his drooping bun. The two of them looked at each other without sparking any sparks.

He was a clone, and Su Bai knew very well that although the broadcast clone had a thinking mode that was no less than the subject, Su Bai had seen his monk's fat corpse and other clones, which were actually no different from the original, but the person in front of him was obviously a bit special, including these Qin soldiers in the stands around him.

They died in the last madness more than two thousand years ago, and the broadcast clones the spiritual will and physical body of the moment they fell.

They do not have the ability to think, to be precise, they are actually a group of madmen who are trapped in the final hysteria.

General Qin adjusted his body and rushed over again. This time, his speed was nearly twice as slow as the beginning. Su Bai stood there and did not move. When he came, he turned around and knocked him to the ground. Then the iron sword was stabbed into the left side of the opponent's lower abdomen by Su Bai, nailing the entire ground to the arena.

General Qin grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and tried desperately to pull it out. He wanted to continue fighting, and he wanted to continue fighting, but the iron sword was instilled with Su Bai's strength. General Qin, who had no strength left, could only struggle uselessly now.

After all, Su Bai is not a fat man or a monk. They can completely build a formation to trap this guy, but Su Bai has to exhaust him to "settle" this guy.

Now, it's not the time to kill him.

This is a punitive story world, but the radio obviously did not intend to kill himself directly, which gave Su Bai a lot of room for imagination. He wanted to live, not for himself, nor for the little guy, but for the day when Su Yuhang and his wife fell off the radio chair.

"God of old Qin, we will go to the national crisis together!

The blood will not flow dry, and the battle will never stop when death!”

The Great Qin war song began to spread in the stands around. Once upon a time, many Qin soldiers sang this war song to fight against batches of listeners.

Now, the battle song sounded again, but it was full of ironic sadness.

They were already dead, but they were cloned out by the radio as a plaything for entertainment. For the first time, Su Bai felt disgusting about the so-called fun of the radio.

"The old Qin... went together..."

General Qin, who was nailed by Su Bai with his sword, seemed to be unable to bear the humiliation and directly raised his head and hit the sword.

"puff……"

A sound of flesh and blood division came,

The head of the Qin general flew directly away from his body.

He is dead.

Su Bai was a little surprised. In fact, Su Bai had no intention of humiliating him, but Su Bai's behavior and his repeated ejaculation of being pulled away by Su Bai made his mind fall into a dead knot.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

This made Su Bai a little helpless and didn't know what to say. At that moment, the corpse of the general began to evaporate slowly, and the iron sword began to collapse.

The fence that had already fallen there slowly rose up at this time, and the fence that had not moved on the west side was also lifted up at this time.

under,

Is it a two-for-one?

Su Bai thought to himself.

“Main Mission One, kill two other duels;

Mainline Task 1 will be released after completion of Mainline Task 2."

Su Bai received such a task.

At the same time, one person came out from the shadows behind the two fences, one person was huge and had a pile of fat, looking like a mountain of meat.

Another is strong in shape, similar to the perfect figure of a bodybuilder.

When they walked out of the shadow, Su Bai suddenly realized it.

Right,

This is in line with the idea of ​​broadcasting fun.

So, is it not going to wait any longer? Or is it already determined the result?

Su Bai looked at the positions of the two empty thrones on the high platform in the distance, and at this time, a incense appeared in front of the throne, which was burning, which should be a time limit.

On the other side, Fatty and Master Buddha walked out slowly, with a little bitter smile on their faces. If it were before, broadcasting a story world, even a punitive story world would have been a little bit more important, but this time, it was really done too thoroughly.

"Damn, do you look down on me, Fatty Master? The radio is sure that I can't fight Dabai alone? You have to invite a Buddha to be my partner? Dabai, my mission is to kill you with Master Buddha in that incense stick of time, and then we can get any reinforcement on you.

Hahaha, the broadcast is what you treat as a blood corpse, and the waste is used very thoroughly."

The fat man laughed loudly as he said, but as he smiled, he couldn't laugh anymore. He took out a piece of talisman paper from his hand, but hesitated for a long time, looked at Lanxiang, then threw the talisman paper directly on the ground, stretched over and stepped on it, and said with a low voice:

"Dabai, it's not that I'm afraid, but I really can't see hope of winning..."

The fat man raised his head again, put his hands in his pockets, looked at Su Bai, then looked at Buddha, and asked:
Chapter completed!