Chapter 329

They opened their red eyes, crawled toward Su Ming, and surrounded him.

Su Ming was expressionless and made a gesture directly.

"Jin Lin, eat them hard."

Hum!

The Golden Pattern Sword Fish suddenly flew out in a spin.

It really hadn't followed the wrong master; there was plenty to eat!

It seemed extremely excited, swimming in mid-air, then turned into a golden glow, flying rapidly across the entire battlefield.

It gnawed all those villagers until they were riddled with holes, all the meat blocks going into its belly.

Jin Lin was both a sword and an exotic pet, possessing a certain degree of self-awareness.

So the best thing about using this weapon was that Su Ming didn't need to spend any thought!

It could automatically slash and kill enemies.

Su Ming also drew his Black Blade sword and slashed out normal attacks.

His speed was extremely fast, Lingbo Micro-steps rushing forward.

His goal was not to wipe out these villagers.

Because his level was too high, killing low-level monsters already had EXP decay.

The gains obtained were almost a drop in the bucket.

So his goal was to break through!

Su Ming raised his hand, and in an instant, five fierce sword strikes were slashed out, three of which were attached with 【Decay-Breaking Sword Shirt】 normal attack decay sword qi damage, directly killing a large area of monsters.

You don't like rotting? Then let's rot even more.

Their bodies were already rotting, and they were then severely injured by the decay sword qi.

One could imagine, they directly rotted into flying ash.

Su Ming passed through gracefully, not stopping for half a step.

He chased after the blue bird and rushed forward.

Behind him, the Golden Pattern Scale Sword also followed, wrapping around the scabbard, its scale light flaring up.

It had killed all those dozens of villagers.

Su Ming obtained 9,000 EXP.

One villager was worth about 300+ EXP.

If it were a second-turn newbie, this EXP value would really be a lot.

But for Su Ming, it was a bit little.

At this moment, deep in the dungeon.

A three-person team was curled up in a ruined house.

There was blood on the ground, and everyone was seriously injured and extremely weak.

Surrounded by numerous killers, they had been fleeing in a sorry state for many days and had long since run out of supplies.

All healing potions had been drunk.

Yan Ze's injuries were the most serious!

Half of his arm had already been severed, and he had lost a lot of blood.

His consciousness was blurred, and he sat leaning against the wall.

He had to use willpower to hold on so as not to faint.

Ji Yao held a broken sickle, her lips pale, standing by the window, checking the situation around them.

Her lively eyes observed everywhere.

"The messages we sent out... during this time seem to have been blocked; no one responded."

"Even Su Ming... didn't answer."

"The killing within the dungeon is originally allowed by rules and laws; no one will save us."

"This time, I'm afraid we... are really going to die in here."

Ji Yao bit her silver teeth, her eyes carrying a hint of unwillingness.

"It's all my fault... it's all my fault for getting you implicated."

Jiang Yunqing's eyes were full of guilt, her fists clenched, blood being squeezed out of her palms.

"Yan Ze, don't die..."

"It's all because something happened to my family that harmed you."

She walked to Yan Ze and said while crying.

Yan Ze had black lines all over his head and gave a bitter smile.

"You... don't... curse me anymore."

"I have... at least already advanced to second-turn; no matter what, I won't... die from a severed arm."

The vitality of a second-turn class-changer was not on the same level as an ordinary person.

Even with a severed arm or leg, they wouldn't die easily.

Unless the treatment opportunity was delayed for too long.