"What happened? He missed?"
[Setting Sun] instantly went on alert, but it was already too late.
The box behind the wall moved!
"Fuck!"
[Setting Sun] did not get cocky. He instinctively activated Wyvern's jet skill.
As far as he knew, nobody could react to a sudden jet-powered swing except people like them, who used the Ten Directions Spirit-Subduing Array.
But that impression was about to change.
Lu Ze peeked out with barely a sliver of his body exposed, and under [Setting Sun]'s despairing gaze, Spirit Bullets poured out like a surging tide.
[Setting Sun] was still flying through the air on his jets when he became a corpse and slammed into the ground.
"Fuck! Does he have an array helping him too?!"
[Setting Sun] was utterly terrified.
He had died far too quickly, far too suddenly.
When he opened the damage breakdown, he sucked in another breath of cold air.
Three Spirit Bullets to the head, without a single point of armor damage.
"How did you die?"
[Black Snake] had just reached the connecting walkway and was about to flank from the first floor. He knew nothing about what had happened in the corridor.
[Dusk] switched to Spirit Bullets and urged loudly:
"Get over here, Black Snake! There's something seriously weird about this guy...!"
The Heavenly Dao Livestream Room.
Across one Spectator Area after another, cries of astonishment erupted like roaring mountains and crashing seas.
[What the hell? What just happened?!]
[An air pick! That air pick was so sick!!]
[Is this really the same Old Devil Lu who only knew how to shoot people's feet...?]
[Has someone possessed him?]
[How is that not Old Devil Lu? Who else checks an angle with their ass?]
[Taking notes, taking notes!]
[I've learned the ass-peek, but how do I learn to