Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 311: Big Bumps on the Head

The last commander of the remaining troops in the fasting house was covered in blood, holding a bloody knife in his hand.

His clothes were soaked with blood and there were several bloodstains on his face, but at this moment he looked bewildered.

There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, as if what had just happened was beyond his understanding.

He looked at the bodies of prisoners lying around him in a circle, all falling down in an instant like wheat being cut, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

These prisoners were fighting fiercely just now, but in the blink of an eye, they all fell down and no one survived.

Blood flowed on the ground, forming a shocking red.

The commander's throat rolled slightly and he swallowed hard, trying to ease the shock in his heart.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Zhang Yun not far away.

Zhang Yun stood there, holding the God-killing Gun in his hand. The blood on the gun had dissipated, but the cold murderous aura still filled the air.

A trace of awe flashed in the commander's eyes, and he thought to himself:

"God of Killing! This is the real God of Killing! So fucking perverted!"

His heartbeat quickened, his back was covered in cold sweat, soaking his clothes.

The commander subconsciously patted his chest, as if to comfort himself:

"Fortunately! Fortunately! He is on our side, otherwise..."

A thought flashed through his mind: if Zhang Yun stood on the enemy's side, the consequences would be disastrous.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore and shook his head hurriedly, trying to dispel the crazy thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui were completely stunned.

They stood there, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

Their bodies were still in a fighting stance, their muscles tense, their hands tightly gripping their weapons, but their eyes were completely captivated by the scene before them.

They originally thought they would have to sacrifice their lives this time, but facing these crazy prisoners, they knew the severity of the situation.

To stop these prisoners,

They have put life and death aside.

There was only one thought in his mind - these prisoners must not be allowed to escape from the fasting center, otherwise innocent people of Daxia would be harmed.

They burst out with all their might, throwing all their strength into the battle, ready to face the most difficult moment.

However, the scene before them completely stunned them.

But in just a moment, the enemies who were fighting fiercely suddenly fell down one after another in a pool of blood.

Those prisoners, whether they were immobilized or fighting, lost their lives in an instant, leaving a bloody shadow between their eyebrows.

The entire battlefield became dead silent, leaving only a mess.

Wang Lu and Fang Yanghui looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and disbelief.

They seemed to be waiting for the next wave of attacks, but there was silence all around.

Wang Lu opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only let out a low sigh:

"No one is alive?"

Gone?

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

Fang Yanghui was also shocked. His eyes swept across the battlefield, as if trying to confirm whether all this was true.

His voice trembled a little:

"Does this... make us look stupid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them realized at the same time that their desperate efforts seemed to have become somewhat redundant.

Shen Qingzhu and An Qingyu looked at their opponents dying instantly, but their expressions seemed relatively calm, without much surprise.

Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He knew Zhang Yun's strength very well, and such scenes were not unfamiliar to him.

After all, Zhang Yun’s “perversion” has happened more than once or twice.

In his eyes, those enemies that were originally difficult to deal with might just be small fry that Zhang Yun could deal with with just a wave of his hand.

However, Shen Qingzhu's heart was difficult to calm down.

There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, as if he was silently protesting.

He found that the gap between himself and Zhang Yun seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and this feeling of powerlessness made him feel a little depressed.

An Qingyu's reaction was completely different.

There was a hint of annoyance and even helplessness in his eyes.

To him, Zhang Yun's actions were simply "destruction."

Those prisoners who were killed instantly were originally his carefully selected "anatomical research subjects."

He had planned to use these opponents to further explore the mysteries of the human body and perhaps even discover some new mechanisms of power.

However, the appearance of Zhang Yun completely disrupted all these plans.

The corners of An Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was suppressing his inner dissatisfaction.

He put his hands in his pockets, a look of pain in his eyes.

For him as a "scientist", this feeling is just like taking off his pants and finding that the beautiful woman suddenly disappeared.

His research subject was easily solved, which instantly shattered his research plan.

However, at this moment, there is still one person who is still in madness.

He was completely immersed in his own world, unaware of anything in the outside world.

That is Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan, who used a knife, had already lost himself in the battle.

His consciousness seemed to be swallowed by darkness, and he turned into a ruthless killing machine - the crazy Cao Yuan.

A suffocating and terrifying black aura emanated from his body, which wrapped around him like a substance, as if it would devour everything around him at any time.

There was no trace of rationality in his eyes, only endless desire to kill.

His opponent died instantly, his body easily torn apart by Cao Yuan's blade, blood splattering everywhere.

However, this did not ease Cao Yuan's madness, but made him even more crazy.

He seemed to be completely ignited by blood and killing. He swung the knife in his hand wildly and smashed it hard at the lifeless corpse.

His movements were random, yet filled with a frighteningly violent force.

Every time the blade fell, it was accompanied by a dull sound, as if it was going to tear the body into pieces.

There was a twisted look of pleasure on Cao Yuan's face, and his eyes flashed with madness.

He seemed to be completely immersed in the pleasure of torturing the corpse and completely forgot everything around him.

A low growl came from his throat, as if venting the frenzy in his heart.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

Cao Yuan's voice was like the roar of a wild beast, carrying a chilling murderous aura. His eyes darted around, searching for his next target.

However, there were no enemies around, only a devastated battlefield.

This feeling of emptiness made him even more crazy, as if his heart was burning with an invisible flame, and only constant killing could satisfy him.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion and emptiness, as if he was looking for the next person to vent his anger on.

However, when he saw the dead silent battlefield around him, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

He gripped the knife tightly, his body trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing the frenzy in his heart.

Looking at Cao Yuan's crazy look, Baili Pangpang quietly moved his round body and came to Lin Qiye's side.

He moved very carefully, as if afraid of disturbing Cao Yuan who was in a frenzy.

Baili Pangpang took out a faintly glowing [Forbidden Scroll] from his arms, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and whispered:

"Qiye, Cao Yuan is in such a state that I'm afraid he needs to be banned again."

He lowered his voice, as if afraid of being heard by Cao Yuan.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

He knew that once Cao Yuan fell into this state of madness, it would be difficult for him to recover on his own.

Just as he was about to take the [Forbidden Scroll], Zhang Yun suddenly smiled and spoke:

"No need! Watch me!"

There was confidence and composure in his voice, as if he had anticipated Cao Yuan's condition.

Zhang Yun walked up to Cao Yuan with a gun in hand. His movements were neither fast nor slow, but carried an unquestionable momentum.

He stood in front of Cao Yuan, still with that signature smile on his face, as if he was facing an old friend.

However, when the crazy Cao Yuan looked at Zhang Yun who was smiling in front of him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He who only knows how to kill unconsciously,

Somehow,

Suddenly, the body shook violently, as if hit by an invisible force.

A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and his body subconsciously took a step back.

It was like seeing something terrifying.

In Cao Yuan's subconscious,

Suddenly I felt that the creature in front of me was not easy to mess with, and I couldn't mess with it.

Although his body was enveloped by the power of killing, he seemed to be shocked by some more powerful force at this moment.

It seemed as if some psychological shadow in Cao Yuan's subconscious mind was triggered.

Although he had lost his mind, he subconsciously felt fear when facing Zhang Yun.

His body was trembling slightly, and there was a hint of confusion and uneasiness in his eyes, as if he was trying hard to recall something.

Even though Cao Yuan had lost his mind and was completely in a state of unconscious killing, he couldn't help but retreat quietly at this moment.

His movements seemed extremely cautious, as if he was testing something with every step.

He was like a frightened little animal, with a hint of timidity in his eyes. The instinctive fear made him afraid to move.

His body trembled slightly, as if frightened by some invisible force. This reaction was in stark contrast to his previous madness.

Cao Yuan's action made Lin Qiye stunned for a moment.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes:

"Fuck! Zhang Yun is a pervert,

Cao Yuan, who only knew how to kill, was actually afraid.

Trembling, can you believe it? "

There was a hint of ridicule in his voice, but more of it was awe for Zhang Yun's powerful aura.

However, Zhang Yun didn't care about Cao Yuan's reaction at all.

He held the gun in his backhand, his movements swift and decisive.

With the other side of the God-killing Spear, he quickly hit Cao Yuan on the head, knocking Cao Yuan unconscious with one blow.

The movements were clean and neat, as if he was just dealing with a small matter.

Cao Yuan's body instantly collapsed and fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

It was obvious that a big lump suddenly swelled up on Cao Yuan's head. The lump was so high that it looked particularly shocking.

It's really a big mess.

Shen Qingzhu, An Qingyu and Baili Pangpang couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling when they saw this scene.

There was a hint of helplessness and sympathy in their eyes, as if they were mourning for Cao Yuan.

Shen Qingzhu couldn't help but shook his head and whispered:

"This is too..."

He stopped talking before he finished, not knowing how to describe the scene before him.