I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 72 The Melee Begins

"I found them!"

A law enforcer hurriedly ran through the wilderness and shouted to Yan Xicai and others who had gathered together.

Hearing this, Yan Xicai's eyes lit up and he immediately asked, "Where are they?"

"In the southwest direction, in front of a fifty-man ditch."

"How many people are there in total?"

"Six people, all together!"

"Let's go!"

Without saying a word, Yan Xicai led more than fifty law enforcers and rushed straight in that direction.

Five law enforcers who had already embarked on the path of the God of War rushed around Yan Xicai like generals, with unprecedented fighting spirit flashing in their eyes. They had just embarked on the path of the God of War and acquired their own skills, and were hoping to have an enemy to practice with... and the usurper of fire was the best target.

A large amount of smoke and dust was flying on the ground. After everyone left, the law enforcer who had just informed the news stood in place with a slight smile on his lips.

He tore his chin with his right hand, and his face was lifted up by the wind.

"Kill them..." Chen Ling in red stood in the flying dust, muttering to herself,

"It's time for this show to end."

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At the same time.

The six usurpers saw many figures in black and red uniforms appearing from the nearby hills, and their faces became visibly ugly.

"They actually came?"

"One, two, three, four, five... With five more law enforcers who have stepped onto the path of the God of War, no wonder they are confident."

"We ran away at first just to get more people to step onto the path of the God of War, and then come together to encircle and suppress us? This shouldn't be the case... When did this group of law enforcers become so united?"

"What should we do now?"

"What are you afraid of? Just kill them all! Don't look at their large numbers. Most of them are living targets without the path of the God of War and guns. Do you really think they can hurt us?" A usurper sneered, "As for those who have stepped onto the path of the God of War, they are only the first level. What can they do?"

"Don't underestimate the enemy." No. 8 said in a deep voice, "Before the fourth level, the God of Thieves is weak in combat. In particular, be careful not to be close to the God of War, and try to consume them with long-range weapons."

On the opposite hill, Yan Xicai, surrounded by five first-level God of War, slowly walked forward, staring at No. 8 with his blood-red eyes, wishing to tear him into pieces!

"A bunch of thieves...Hand over my token!"

"Token? What token?" A fire usurper was stunned and asked the others in a low voice, "Who of you stole his things?"

"No..."

"Stop pretending to be stupid!" Yan Xicai was furious. He pointed at No. 8 and cursed, "Who else in the entire Bingdao Ancient Collection can steal things from the air except you?! And I saw it with my own eyes...If you don't want to hand it over, then I will come and get it myself!"

"All of you, come on!"

At Yan Xicai's command, five Bingshendao first-level warriors flew out like arrows, swooping down along the hillside, and even brought up several whistling sounds of breaking through the air.

The other law enforcers looked at each other and followed them closely. From a distance, they saw a black and red wave rushing rapidly!

"Something is wrong..." No. 8 looked at Yan Xicai with anger on his face, and his brows were immediately furrowed.

"What's wrong?" A fire usurper asked.

"Nothing is right. I always feel that someone is targeting us."

Since entering the Bingdao Ancient Tibetan, the six of them have been gathering murderous auras, preparing to steal the foundation of Bingshen Dao, and have never had any contact with any law enforcers... But Yan Xicai said that he stole his things and saw it with his own eyes?

Since entering the ancient Tibetan... No, since they stole the identities of the law enforcers of the three, five and six districts, they seem to be led by the nose, and everything that happens is beyond their control.

He always feels that there is a hand in the dark, controlling the actions of all of them...

"It has come to this point, and I still care what's wrong with him." A usurper of fire showed a sinister look on his face, "Kill them all, and everything will be normal."

Although No. 8 couldn't figure it out, it was pointless to think about it now. His eyes became colder and colder, and he ordered:

"Then kill!"

The six usurpers raised their hands at the same time, each holding a gun in their hands, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the rushing black and red waves, firing in succession!

Bang, bang, bang--

When they first entered the ancient Tibetan, they stole all the guns and weapons of the law enforcers, and had almost endless ammunition. On the other side, the law enforcers were empty-handed and could only rush forward through the hail of bullets.

Fortunately, there were only six usurpers, two guns each, a total of twelve.

The five first-level soldiers in the front shouted loudly, and a black color appeared on the surface of their skin, like armor attached to their bodies. The dense bullets fell on them, but only left a few shallow bullet holes.

"What the hell!" A usurper said in surprise.

"It's [Iron Armor]." No. 8 said in a deep voice, "Most of the first-level skills of the Bingshen Dao path are [Iron Armor], which can greatly improve their own defense and strength, but the weakness is that before they are promoted to the fourth level, [Iron Armor] cannot completely cover the body."

Under the firepower of the usurper, except for the five Bingshen Dao first-level in the front, the other law enforcers who rushed in the front were shot and fell down one after another.

The scarlet blood dyed the ground red. Seeing this, the law enforcers hiding behind the crowd changed their faces and turned their heads to run back, but before they ran a few steps, Yan Xicai's violent and hideous face blocked them!

He knocked down the fastest law enforcer with a punch, and the ruby ​​ring on his finger embedded in the other's body, absorbing a lot of blood and flesh in an instant, and a strange red light began to flow on the surface.

"Either rush forward! Or die!" Yan Xicai raised his hand and clenched it in the air at the law enforcer who was fleeing in panic.

"Knead!"

Crack!

The necks of several law enforcers seemed to be pinched by invisible big hands, and then torn hard, the whole person was twisted into a dough twist, and fell to the ground with a thud.

This scene directly frightened the law enforcers who were about to escape. Combined with the strong murderous aura on Yan Xicai, they hesitated for a moment, and still chose to turn around and rush in the direction of the usurper of fire...both sides would die, so it would be more likely to survive if they went forward.

At the same time, five first-level soldiers had broken through the hail of bullets and smashed into the six usurpers of fire like a cannonball!

"Looking for death!"

The murderous intent flashed in the eyes of a usurper of fire. He raised his hand and grabbed the void, and the first-level law enforcer who rushed to him suddenly felt empty under his feet, and a big pit was dug in the solid ground.

The first-level law enforcer stepped into the air and lost his balance. At this moment, the usurper of fire stole his short knife with his backhand, and the sharp tip of the knife stabbed straight into the opponent's throat!

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