Chapter 693 What is Hidden

The red sage re-used the trick, and the left and right sides rushed at the same time. The protective aura surrounding Fang Jian seemed not as thick as before, and the color seemed to be somewhat different. The red slut on the left grabbed the Fang Jian with one claw, and the sharp claws flashed with metallic luster broke through the air ball outside the Fang Jian's body. He grabbed the shoulder of the sword above with one claw. The white light flashed on the shoulder of the square sword, and the five elements vital energy automatically protected the body and bounced the red slashed claws. However, the crocodile skin on the shoulder that could withstand bullets was pulled off. Fang Jian used the momentum to dodge the attack of the red slut on the left, and his body hit the red slut on the right.

Looking at the Fang Jian who bumped into the red sword's arms on the right, Dracula smiled on her face. She thought that Fang Jian's long sword had just pulled down several scales of the red sword. Even if the red sword's claws could not open the Fang Jian's belly, it would at least damage the muscles and bones, not to mention the open bloody mouth!

However, the cruel reality gave Dracula a blow. The fire dragon's long sword flashed through, and the invincible golden aura penetrated into the chest of Hongyan. Then the golden light passed through the entire Hongyan's body, and the black blood and internal organs spilled all over the ground.

Dracula's green eyes are wide open, what's going on?

A red bark pounced on Fang Jian, and two bloody corpses fell into dust. Could it be that Fang Jian used some magic?

How could it know that although the yellowish yellow color is only slightly different from the golden yellow color, the corresponding breath has a huge difference. Dracula almost vomited a mouthful of black blood, and his heart made a difference and pulled the heavy sniper plane.

With a muffled sound, the 14.5mm armor-piercing bullet ejected and shot straight into Fang Jian's head. It has to be said that Dracula's skillful grasp of the timing was right. At this moment, it was the time when the Fang Jian's energy was declining, and he watched the bullets fly towards his head.

The scorching bullet became bigger and bigger in Fang Jian's eyes, but its speed was not very fast. Fang Jian entered the dynamic vision, and lightly tapped the knife in front of his eyes, and the bullet flew over his cheek.

The red worm continued to pounce. Fang Jian turned his blade and the golden sword light passed by. A big red worm turned into two pieces again. The red crystal in his head was spinning and flew towards Fang Jian's face. Fang Jian grabbed it in his hand, and black blood poured all over him.

Fang Jian turned around and stared at Dracula. The red crystal quickly melted in his hands and turned into a pure breath to replenish it into his body. The breath quickly rose, with a strong pressure, and a fierce aura was strong. Dracula looked at Fang Jian's cold eyes and couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, Fang Jian dripped black blood from head to toe, and his whole body emitted a cold aura, just like the Shura King from the region. Dracula's heart was completely collapsed and he never dared to face Fang Jian again. At this moment, it knew that his confidence in order to go further was also broken, and it was impossible in this life. His only idea was to kill Fang Jian.

可以可…

Dracula continuously pulled the plate machine, shot out all the remaining four bullets in the magazine in one breath, then threw away the rifle, and hurriedly entered the gate of the tower. The bullets were divided into four directions, including Fang Jian, up, down, left and right. According to Dracula's idea, Fang Jian's body technique was quick and could not escape the pursuit of the bullets without evading in any direction. The last red bar guarding at the door roared and collided towards Fang Jian.

The long sword in Fang Jian's hand slashed rapidly in the space in front of him. The network of dozens of lines of vitality was quickly formed in front of Fang Jian. However, only Fang Jian could see this line. This was the force field drawn by Fang Jian with vitality. Four scorching warheads hit the force field. The huge impact force caused distortion and deformation of the local space. The warheads struggled forward, and finally stopped half a meter in front of Fang Jian.

Dracula did not see this strange picture. If it had known that Fang Jian could form its own force field, I wonder if it would have the courage to fight Fang Jian? Maybe Dracula would have escaped before.

Fang Jian stretched out his left hand and grabbed four hot bullets into his hand. At this moment, the fierce red sling also crashed into the force field, moving slowly and ferociously. Fang Jian waved his left hand and four armor-piercing bullets penetrated into the huge red sling's head like lightning. The red sling's head was penetrated with four holes as big as fists. Fang Jian walked with his feet, and the person jumped into the air, stepped on it with one foot, and a few cracks of metal sounds. The huge body of the red sling stepped into the dust, and the spine was stepped into several pieces.

The red slinger, who had been swaying a claw a moment ago, was now limping on the ground like a dead dog, with more breathing in his mouth and less breathing. The power of stepping on it was like this, and he was not allowed to control the force field of Fang Jian when he hit Fang Jian.

Fang Jian held the crystal taken out of the red corpse, and his white energy wrapped around his body. He shook for a moment, and his body was completely covered with blood. He looked at the red corpse on the ground, Fang Jian smiled. The force field is really a technical job, but unfortunately no one appreciates it!

Where did Dracula slip? Fang Jian hurriedly meditated for a while, but the green light spot did not hide away, and just hid somewhere in the middle of the tower building. Fang Jian stepped into the tower building.

Although the provincial airport tower is not as luxurious as the international airport terminal, it is not small in scale, which is definitely different from the simple flight command tower of ordinary military airports. The three-story podium of several thousand square meters on both sides surrounds the tall command tower in the center. In the past, it was obvious that in addition to commanding the plane to fly, it was also a place for scientific researchers to test and an observation place for relevant personnel. At this moment, Dracula was hiding near the command tower.

Fang Jian's brain wave had already discovered that there was no living zombie in the podium. He walked through the podium full of wreckage. Although there were no living zombies, it was obviously damaged by living zombies. There were huge display screens hanging diagonally on the walls, wires were scattered in the dust, and there were many indescribable instruments in the computer. Unfortunately, Fang Jian sighed and quietly walked through the podium and headed straight to the central command tower.

The temperature in the building dropped sharply, and it was unknown how much lower than that outside. Fang Jian frowned. He knew that the low temperature was not without origin, but should be composed of the yin evil spirit. I don’t know how many creatures died or monsters with high-level hidden here can do so. Fang Jian’s actions were more cautious.

The closer I got to the command tower, Fang Jian became more nervous. Yes, it was just nervous. This was a situation that had not happened for a long time. Logically speaking, there were no other living zombies in this building except for the hidden Dracula. What were you worried about? Are you afraid that Dracula will snipe again?

Sniper, Fang Jian sneered. In front of his own force scene, any shooting is a joke, unless it is a shelling or bombing, but why is this unreasonable nervousness?

Could it be the silence of this building or the annoying low temperature? The building with tens of thousands of square meters is a bit terrible. If it weren't for the occasional strange wind blowing the paper on the ground and raising the dust in the room, it would make people misunderstand that it would enter a static space. Why no living corpse dared to approach? Is it really a stronger corpse king hidden here?
Chapter completed!