Survival in the ocean: I got the ability to draw ten times in a row

Chapter 377
Soon, Han Xing ran a few thousand meters away. He wanted to continue running, but helplessly, the road ahead was blocked by a tree man.

That's right, Treants!
A thick tree more than 20 meters high has two large branches that resemble human arms, and there are even two thick tree legs below.

It walked slowly on the street, making a rumbling sound, and there were more than a dozen men and women surrounding it, besieging it with all their strength.

Han Xing stopped on the roof of a nearby building, observed secretly for a while, and was shocked to find that the group of people besieging the tree people turned out to be players of Death.

"Is the treant also an outsider? A certain player has obtained a special bloodline and evolved into a treant!" Han Xing was stunned, and subconsciously threw a pupil technique over.

Hidden Eyes!

[Name: Taunting Treant]

[Faction: Death God's subordinates]

[Strength: crime level]

[Ability: Attack with swear words, taunt the enemy, attract enemy firepower...]

[Weakness: Flame]

After reading the message, the corners of Han Xing's mouth twitched.

He seemed to understand why this group of Death Game players would besiege this treant here.

Oh shit!Retarded!
Does it matter if you taunt? ?

No wonder you are in the same camp, you will turn against each other...

Thinking of this, Han Xing felt a sudden coolness in his neck, and his mind was instantly emptied.

He froze for a moment, glanced at the purification necklace worn around his neck, and suddenly raised his head to stare at the taunting tree man not far away.

No way?
Was he mocked just now?
There are more than 20 meters away from here!
"Hee hee hee!"

"Hahaha...hahaha!"

Suddenly realizing that he had been ridiculed unintentionally, Han Xing immediately became distracted and began to concentrate seriously.

At this moment, he immediately heard many small sounds.

He was 20 meters away, but it was as if someone was whispering in his ear, speaking very fast and pronouncing the words extremely clearly.

And, if you perceive it carefully, you will also find that these speakers seem to be yourself, but the voice is either evil, deformed, or distorted.

"a ha ha ha!"

"Oh hey hey hey..."

"Oh oh oh, hahaha, hehehehe..."

After Han Xing woke up from the ridicule, all these sounds suddenly turned into crazy laughter.

"Hahaha, you actually discovered it...you are really quite capable! Waste!"

He complimented you eccentrically before, and finally said "trash", coupled with the extremely unbeatable tone, even Han Xing almost couldn't hold it back, and his brows twitched.

"Boom! I found you! Die!!"

At this time, there was another strange cry.

Han Xing raised his head suddenly, and saw the tree man 20 meters away, waving two huge branches arms, and grabbed a young man who was covered in fire.

But those flames seemed to be completely unable to harm the tree man. The gray wooden skin on the tree body was burnt black, but it still did not burn.

"???"

Han Xing's eyes widened, didn't he mean that the weakness of this thing is fire?
He didn't know the principle of the talent skill of mocking tree people. As soon as he thought of it, the extremely unbeatable voice in his ear changed again.

"Hahaha, are you confused? Are you a fool? As a tree man, don't you know that you are most afraid of fire? Wouldn't it use various methods to increase its fire resistance? I can't figure it out, really trash!"

However, this voice seemed to be Han Xing's own voice.

And, more than one.

"Come and see, this trash! Why does he control his body!"

"I bet, he won't be able to beat that tree man, and he will be photographed as shit in minutes!"

"Haha, third-rate garbage, what kind of survival game are you playing, hurry up and rush to the street..."

"Hey, waste! You are really not a man, do you want to consider going to Thailand?!"

"Ah hahaha, this kind of waste shouldn't control the body. This body should be mine... If it were me, I would chop up that stupid tree man and burn it as firewood as soon as possible!"

"Trash! Trash! Trash! Trash! Trash..."

This Nima!
At this moment, no matter how good Han Xing's self-cultivation was, he couldn't maintain it anymore. With slightly red eyes, he jumped off the roof of the two-story building, drew out the ghost blood sword and strode towards the taunting tree man.

This shameful monster is better off dying early and being reborn!

however.

"Hey! It's you! Yes, you idiot!"

Another new voice appeared, with a touch of extremely spiritual and strange aura: "You rushed up alone, do you think you are very powerful? I tell you, you are an idiot!
Look down at your tiny body, and then look up at the huge body of the great tree of mockery. Do you think that the thing the size of a toothpick in your hand can wipe off a piece of bark from the great tree of mockery?

You are a walking penguin, wobbly, thinking you are a bird, but you can't fly, and you are very fat, but you are actually a sloppy foot, everyone takes you as a joke..."

Nima! ! !

Han Xing was furious.

Almost turned into a runaway.

Fortunately, there was a purification necklace, and he kept in mind that there was an evil-level death servant of unknown strength behind him.

It's not that I'm afraid of the other party, but I'm afraid that this thing will attract the real god of death.

He wouldn't dare to mess with a boss who could arm-wrestle with the boss behind the creation of a survival game.

People have self-knowledge.

But some things are always unbearable.

"Hahaha, trash! You don't even dare to talk back. Did you eat shit in your mouth? Your mouth smells bad, so you don't dare to speak..."

fuck! ! !
At this moment, Han Xing's eyes suddenly opened, and the ghost blood sword in his right hand twisted and disappeared in an instant, replaced by a thick black huge axe.

Pig-killing axe!

Renamed from now on.

Treants who talk trash must die! !
Han Xing grabbed the handle of the ax with both hands and jumped more than three meters high. He held the pig-killing ax high with both arms. The violent power surged under the skin, and all the bones in his body made a dislocated clicking sound.

next second.

"Die to me!!"

With a loud shout, Han Xing and his ax merged into one, turning into a beam of light, and instantly hit the branch that the mocking tree man stretched out and slapped him like a fly.

puff!

The ax blade cut deeply into the branch, broke the thick gray bark, and blew away the white wooden core inside.

However, compared to the 20-meter-high and three-meter-thick body of the taunting treant, this injury was like scratching an itchy itch.

Even the branch that blocked Han Xing was not the tree hand that mocked the tree man and grabbed players everywhere, but just some small branches growing on it.

The pig-killing ax fluttered, but Han Xing cut off the branch with only two blows.

It was beyond his expectations.

Even an extremely ironic scene happened in the next second.

The taunting tree man scratched the broken branch and let out a very comfortable sigh, as if he had just thrown away the burden on his body.

"Gan!"

Han Xing's eyes widened.

At the same second, all kinds of taunts came to his ears crazily.

"Hahaha, hehehe..."

"Trash! Idiot!"

"The branch you cut off is a parasite that grows out of the taunting tree man. You are not hurting it, but helping it!"

(End of this chapter)