When the sound of Yang Fan firing reached South City, it was already very soft. Those who had not heard it could continue to do their own things and pretend that they had not heard anything. The people who heard the gunshots could not sit still anymore. They ran towards North City one by one, wanting to know what was the source of the gunshots.
The people who went were the mercenaries who heard the gunshots in the Lost Forest that day.
The gunshots from North City increased Philip and Jack's speed. The enigmatic sound had a great attraction.
"Brother Trakus, hurry up! It seemed like something had happened there again!”Alice urged as she lay on Trakus 'back.
"My precious sister Alice, can't you understand your brother? How can I run fast with you on my back?" Trakus said bitterly.
"Aiya! Why did you bite me?" Trakus cried out in pain.
"Humph! Are you saying that I'm heavy? I'll bite you to death. Don't think that just because you're my brother, I won't dare!”After Alice finished speaking, she was about to bite Trakus 'shoulder again.
"Don't, don't, don't! I didn't mean that. Alice, you misunderstood! Haha!" Trakus smiled awkwardly. He didn't dare to offend Alice. After hearing Trakus 'explanation, Alice stopped biting.
"Humph! I'll let you off for now! Hurry up and run!" Alice had the image of an exploiting class, but Trakus was the only one who was exploited.
In the northern city region, Boris saw that there were only some defeated soldiers left under him. He did not have any worried expression at all. He just looked at Yang Fan quietly. Vodtw.com
"Are you their leader?" Boris shouted at Yang Fan. Hearing Boris's voice, Yang Fan could not help but have goosebumps.
"F * ck! Damn ladyboy, Brother Fan is their boss, what's wrong with that? Can't you see that your underlings are all dead? Let's see how arrogant you can be! Scar, kill him and avenge Theseus!”Yang Fan did not have any good feelings towards transvestites, especially a man who insisted on making it seem like a demon.
Scar couldn't hold it in any longer. He raised his sword and charged forward with his Blood Aura. Seuss was injured, and Scar was in a bad mood.
"Haha! What was a transvestite? Can you explain it to me?" Boris's words were very light and did not have a trace of fluctuation, but the anger in them could not be ignored. Although he did not understand what " transvestite " meant, it was fine as long as it was not a good word.
"You don't know? Then look at yourself and you'll understand!”After saying that, Yang Fan carried Aini and jumped a few times on the roof, arriving beside the orphans. The moment Aini was picked up by Yang Fan, his face instantly turned red. However, Yang Fan's attention was on Boris and he did not see it.
"Brat, you're courting death!" No matter how stupid Boris was, he would understand what the transvestite meant. He pulled out his sword and scolded Yang Fan angrily.
"Humph! Then you'll have to get past me first-Blood Shadow Slash!”Scar was already three meters away from Boris, using one of his inherited combat skills. A demonic blood-red light shrouded Scarce's sword as it slashed towards Boris, bringing with it a blood-red sword shadow.
Ding! Scar's slash was blocked by Boris.
"Haha! Kid, you're actually charging so hard without strength! Don't think that you're very strong just because you're a high-level warrior. You're still not enough in front of me! Get lost!" Boris pushed Scar away with his strength.
"Flowing Cloud Dance!" Boris swung his sword at Scarsh, and a green Aura Blade flew towards Scarsh. Boris was actually a 5th Rank Swordsman. Leaving one's Combat Aura out of one's body was the hallmark of a Swordsman. Cyan colored battle energy. Boris 'battle energy was of the wind attribute, and the wind attribute focused on speed and sharpness.
"Psst!" Scar couldn't dodge in time and his left arm was accidentally cut. A fine wound appeared on his arm and blood flowed out. Scar was injured, but he didn't retreat. His battle intent grew stronger.
"Haha! Kid, I didn't expect you to be so lucky! But after that, he wasn't so lucky!”After a few more Aura Blades, Ska gathered his Blood Aura on his sword and slashed at the incoming blades. The blades were shattered, and the Blood Aura on Ska's sword dimmed. Right now, Scar was panting heavily. The consumption of battle energy was too great. This was the difference in level.
Yang Fan came in front of Xius and put Aini down.
"Are you alright? Theseus!" Yang Fan asked with concern.
"Haha! He wouldn't die! Scar seems to be in trouble. Don't worry about me. Go help him!”Xius 'face was pale, and it was a little difficult for him to speak, but Yang Fan knew that Xius was fine. The resistance of the people in the other world was very strong, and the environment was also very good. However, on Earth, there was no hygiene anywhere. If a person on Earth suffered a minor injury and was not treated, they would be infected. Then, a minor illness would become a serious illness, and finally, they would die.
" Aini, take good care of Seuss. I'll go end this. Yulise and the others are still waiting for our good news.”Yang Fan nodded at Theseus and turned to Scar.
The remaining mercenaries of the Chrysanthemum Mercenary Group pulled out their swords and prepared to intercept Yang Fan.
Looking at the mercenary in front of him, Yang Fan revealed an evil smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Haha! Do you think I'm easy to bully just because Brother Fan doesn't make a move? Then you can wait to be abused by Brother Fan!”After Yang Fan finished speaking, he clenched his fists, and a creaking sound rang out. Yang Fan ran towards the mercenaries. He kicked his legs and jumped into the air. With a somersault, he arrived above the mercenaries. He stomped on the face of a mercenary and blood splattered. Yang Fan used the momentum to jump onto the head of another mercenary, and the mercenary from before fell on the ground.
The mercenaries were all crowded together, so it was not easy to play, but Yang Fan was flexible. Boris did not attack Scar anymore. Instead, he stared at Yang Fan, who was torturing his subordinates. Boris did not seem to care about the casualties of his subordinates at all.
Yang Fan was never tired of roundhouse kicks and knee strikes. He would use these two melee skills repeatedly. Occasionally, he would use his iron fist to grab the huge sword that was coming at him and punch the mercenaries in the face.
Soon, the mercenaries fell to the ground. They were either wailing or had fainted.
"Pa!" A lonely round of applause rang out. Yang Fan looked at the source of the sound and saw Boris clapping his hands weakly as if he had just finished enjoying a performance.
"Very good, you are so powerful even without using Dou Qi. However, you are still not my match!”With that said, Boris took out a scroll from somewhere. Vodtw.com
He quickly opened the scroll and threw it at the orphans behind Yang Fan. Suddenly, a wave appeared in the air, followed by a gust of wind. The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the area covered the area where the dozens of orphans were standing.
Yang Fan had a bad feeling. Boris had actually thrown a magic scroll. This was a rare item in the other world, and its price was also very expensive. However, it also depended on the level. Magic Scrolls below 3rd Rank cost a few hundred Gold at most, while scrolls below 6th Rank cost several thousand Gold at the very least. Meanwhile, scrolls above 6th Rank had the lowest success rate and were also the rarest. Without a Saint Mage, one could forget about successfully producing them. However, which Saint Mage would be so poor as to make Magic Scrolls? They would usually just make a few for fun.
Generally, high-level mages had a higher success rate in making low-level scrolls, but there was a difference of two levels. Therefore, Level-5 and Level-6 magic scrolls were the mainstream, Level-7 and Level-8 magic scrolls were considered high-end, and Level-9 forbidden spell scrolls were considered heaven-defying. There were grade-9 ones on the continent, but they were pitifully rare. Only families or forces with long heritage would have a few. These were all unique items that were passed down during the war between the gods and demons. No one would use them. Instead, they were used as treasures to protect their homes, just like how the big countries on Earth today had nuclear weapons. Each Forbidden Spell Scroll was equivalent to having another Warlock Saint. It was also very simple to use. It only needed the full mana of a 7th Rank Great Wizard to activate it.
Judging from the prelude of the scroll that Boris threw out, he knew that its grade would not be lower than Grade 4.
"Quickly dodge!" Yang Fan shouted at the orphans. In fact, even without Yang Fan's reminder, the orphans also knew the danger. However, no matter how fast they moved, they were not as fast as the scrolls. Hundreds of wind blades appeared in the air and pierced into the crowd, cutting the orphans one by one.
He did not expect the scroll that Boris threw out to be a Fifth-Grade Wind-type spell, Dance of Wind Blades! This was too rich. This was a glistening gold coin! However, Yang Fan did not have time to sigh. He had to save the orphans first. The destructive power of the Dance of Wind Blades was actually not great, but it was superior in quantity. Each orphan could only withstand a few wind blades at most.
In fact, it was very simple to crack it. All he had to do was kill the person who released it. However, Forbidden Curses were an exception. Those were things that could not be stopped, unless one was a Divine level expert. In the current continent, the Divine level was already extinct, and there were not many Saint level experts. Level seven or eight were the mainstream.
"Bang ~~~" Yang Fan took out his Demon Annihilation Revolver again and fired at Boris. Unfortunately, just as the Telekinesis Bullet was about to hit Boris, it was blocked by a whirlwind that suddenly appeared in front of Boris.
"F * ck! You're so rich, you even have a level 6 wind defense scroll, Wind Barrier! Don't think that Brother Fan can't do anything to you just because you look like this!”Yang Fan was very angry. Time waited for no one. Those orphans could not hold on for too long. If they waited too long, it would be fatal.
"Haha! What do you have to save your friends? Kid, don't waste your energy. I can see that your level is very low, so you can't perfectly use the attack-type magic device in your hand. You can't break my defense like this. Just watch them die in peace!”Boris smiled and said," This was too ignorant. He actually used a revolver as a magic device?
"Humph! M-137 Gatling Gun!" An orange light flashed in Yang Fan's hand, and a heavy machine gun appeared. The muzzle was aimed at Boris.
"Oh! I didn't expect you to have a magic device?”Boris exclaimed in surprise at the additional weapon in Yang Fan's hand.
"You should feel lucky, damn ladyboy. You're the first person to taste Brother Fan's Gatling Gun!”After saying that, Yang Fan didn't care what Boris was saying. He directly activated his skill and sent out telekinesis. He pressed it into the gun's barrel and materialized it into telekinetic bullets.
"Zi ~!" The Gatling Gun's barrel began to spin, firing at Boris. The shooting technique of seven telekinetic bullets per second hit the wind barrier. Ripples appeared on the wind barrier, and it kept twisting.
"Psst!" The wind barrier was broken. The telekinetic bullets drilled into Boris's body one after another, and blood spurted out. Boris had a look of disbelief, but what else could he do? Death was an inevitable outcome. Gradually, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he lost all his vitality. However, Yang Fan's machine gun was still firing. Polly's appearance was really disgusting, making Yang Fan unhappy.
Yang Fan was very eye-catching right now. He had already beaten Boris into a hornet's nest.'No one is perfect'! The gunshots stopped, and the dance of wind blades also disappeared. Boris could finally lie down. Yang Fan was very tired now. The M-137 Gatling Gun was really good at burning psychic bullets. If Yang Fan was not already a Level 3 Intermediate Gunner, he could still fire 800 rounds of psychic bullets. Just from the sweeping just now, Yang Fan had fired no less than 200 telekinetic bullets. In addition to the telekinetic energy from the M-137 Gatling Gun skill, Yang Fan's telekinetic energy was only half.
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