In the north of the North District, everyone is still fighting.

But in the southern area behind the human wall, many people were frightened by the powerful Xu Shao.

Yes, he is too strong!

Bikong is an innately talented player. In the first few Tianluo battles, he even achieved a good result of finishing in the top three without dying.

The metallic properties of his body were as solid as gold, and through the spiritual energy, he was given a fully armed armor all over his body, allowing him to forget his worries and be invincible during a sneak attack.

But put it in front of Mr. Xu...

A slap, gone?

There are too many people paying attention to Mr. Xu.

Everyone thought this was a semi-saint heir, but when they entered the scene, they discovered that this was a young boy who had never seen blood.

But once he went up to attack, he found that the attacker was as if he had turned into paper, and was helpless in front of Mr. Xu.

Is it an illusion?

"You feel right, I was the one who hit you." Xu Xiaoshou shook his right palm, indicating that he hit you with this part.

Bikong, who was attacked by surprise, was completely stunned.

He realized immediately that what he was fighting in front of him was not as fragile as he imagined.

The other party is truly a semi-saint successor.

Even though it may look a little thinner, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. How can he easily provoke such a being?

"Walk!"

With a cry in his heart, Bikong's figure immediately dimmed.

His escape skills are extremely powerful!

Otherwise, I would not have chosen to become an assassin instead of pursuing the development path of frontal hard steel and inexhaustible metallicity.

With a "swipe" sound, Bikong turned around and his figure swayed.

He felt that his soul had moved several feet away in an instant, far away from Mr. Xu's attack.

But as far as the naked eye could see, those companions with astonished faces were still stuck in place.

The distance between them and me is not much different from before I used the escape technique!

"Well."

Bikong suddenly felt that his neck was a little tight, as if it was being strangled by something, and when he fluttered his feet, he still hit the ball empty.

???

"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."

"Yes, you are still in my hands."

Xu Xiaoshou's voice was indifferent, like the god of death who dominates the world. He grabbed the guy who dared to sneak up on him like a chicken and lifted him up in the air unceremoniously.

"kill!"

"die!"

"Blow it up for me!"

"..."

The noise is still endless.

Those people who were blinded by violent animal desires were still waving the death scythe not far away, harvesting each other's lives.

Hesitation flashed in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.

It wasn't the first time he saw blood, it was just the first time he saw such a crazy and bloody slaughterhouse.

At this time, after his mind stabilized, he was able to be completely undisturbed by external forces.

But being here, facing someone who wanted to attack him to death, Xu Xiaoshou still couldn't help but have a philosophical problem flashing through his mind.

To kill? Not to kill? That is a question.

"die!"

But while Xu Xiaoshou was in a daze, Bikong in his hand keenly seized this fleeting opportunity.

As a hunter, even if he sometimes falls for the prey, he can always escape from adversity because of his survival instinct.

"Golden Wheel Dance!"

A magnificent golden light exploded from Bikong's body.

This is a superb spiritual skill that shocks the opponent, and can always save lives at critical moments.

In the past, even if he was caught by his prey, Bikong could always rely on this technique to shake the opponent away slightly, and then rely on the opponent's momentary loss of consciousness to fight back and kill him.

According to experience, the moment the "Golden Wheel Dance" shook away, Bikong turned his head at the speed of light. At the same time, the dagger in his hand slipped out again and stabbed back unceremoniously.

Even without the use of spiritual thoughts, Bikong can clearly know based on many years of counter-killing experience...

The place where the dagger falls must be the heart!

"Click——"

But reality always runs counter to fantasy, even this sudden sound is so special.

After all, the images he expected were not perfectly presented, and he even died in battle in just the first step.

The Golden Wheel Dance, the peak innate spiritual skill, could not even explode Mr. Xu's fair and tender hands...

No!

To say it exploded is a bit too exaggerated.

In fact, what everyone on the side saw was just a golden light flashing on Bikong's body and Xu Shao's clothes shaking.

But the hand holding the chicken didn't even tremble at all.

And within the confinement of the deadlock, Bikong subconsciously chose to turn his head 180 degrees...

"cough!"

"Ahem, uh... cough!"

His wide-open pupils protruded outward, and the veins on his neck that had bulged out due to pain were dyed bright red as the thick blood overflowed.

Bikong finally realized that the sound just now was not the sound of a dagger entering flesh, but the sound of cracking bones, coming from his own neck.

"Why bother?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the guy who turned his back to him but turned his head forcefully, and sighed softly, "I haven't decided whether to kill you yet, so it's better for you to end it yourself."

Boom!

The body lying on the ground, looking up at the sky at a weird angle, trembled increasingly faintly, and finally all traces of life disappeared.

Xu Xiaoshou knew that a small turn of his head would not kill this guy.

No matter what happens, with his innate vitality, he can still use elixirs to save himself.

But if you want to blame it, it’s this guy’s concussive spiritual skill, the Golden Wheel Dance.

"Strong", "toughness", "anti-shock", "sharp"...

As long as I imprison the opponent with my passive skills, how can I tolerate the enemy's resistance?

The opponent's Golden Wheel Dance was not even able to activate his own "Endless Life", but his neck bone was shattered due to the force of the counter-shock and he died.

In Xu Xiaoshou's eyes, the cause of death was so clear.

But all this incredible thing is inconceivable in the eyes of others.

"Dead, dead?"

"Why did he die? He was Bikong. Didn't he use the Golden Wheel Dance? Why did he..."

"Suicide?"

"Are you kidding me? Because Bikong couldn't shock his opponent with the golden wheel dance, he chose to commit suicide out of shame and anger?"

"I'm confused!"

Not only the onlookers were stunned, but everyone in the audience was also shocked by what Xu Shao said firsthand.

That is the descendant of the Semi-Saint.

It can be said that since the beginning of his appearance, he has been the most eye-catching existence in the entire Tianluo Field.

Who doesn’t want to see with their own eyes the methods of a semi-saint descendant?

However, the reality presented to them was that Young Master Xu seemed to be destroying himself like a moth to a flame before he even started to take action.

"Let's fight against match-fixing! Is he Bikong? I can't help but hope he can enter the top ten. Is this guy crazy?"

"What did he do when he pounced on him? Couldn't he be more cautious? Is he capable of handling the successor of the Semi-Saint?"

"Fame and fortune are what the world is chasing... It is precisely because the successor of the Semi-Saint has entered this unpredictable place of life and death that more and more people want to step on this stepping stone and climb to the top to look out."
To be continued...