Dragon Stalker

Chapter 365 Kill the GM Legion
"That's right!" Following the low voice of the man in black, all the players threw off their robes, revealing top-notch equipment.

"We are all level 150 full-level characters, all of us are equipped with fairy-level equipment, full of fairy-level master-level skills, and all the props we have..." The player laughed and said, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Black flames burned on the player's headless body, while a head slowly floated up.

"You actually made a sneak attack!" The remaining dozen or so GMs cursed one after another, brandishing their weapons, and rushed towards Ying.

"This is not a PK, nor a duel, it's just... my... slaughter..." Ying laughed, the corners of his mouth twisted strangely, and slowly raised the Mingyun Black Lotus Knife.

When he was in the bar, Ying had already opened up six of his skills (God, Awakening, Berserk, Demonization, Demonic Appearance, Berserk), so he could easily kill a GM in seconds.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, you're still no match for us!" A GM charged up wielding a pair of whirlwind swords.

"I have a fairy-level skill with double acceleration, which can increase the attack speed by 350%. It can be said..." Unfortunately, the GM hadn't finished speaking, and his head was already floating high.

"It's a pity, no matter how powerful the skills and equipment are, they are still useless in the hands of garbage!" Ying laughed loudly, looking at the GMs with the eyes of a group of prey.

"Bastard!" Immediately, a few GMs couldn't stand it any longer. They waved the magical weapons in their hands, and charged towards Ying with the super powerful skills of the creators.

"If you want to deal with me, go find a giant dragon..." Ying smiled crazily, and slowly raised the dark black lotus knife...

"Doctor, failed!" A young man said in a panic.

"What? Impossible! They are all rank five, full level 150, their skills are the best in the game, and their equipment is all immortal weapons. How is that possible?" the doctor said in horror.

"10 minutes, only 10 minutes, 22 GMs were all beheaded by that guy! That guy didn't lose a single drop of blood!" the young man said in panic.

"What?" The doctor froze...

(End of this chapter)