"Ha Qiu!" Lao Hei sneezed and rubbed his nose. Who was talking about this again?

Good old friend? enemy? Forget it, too lazy to think.

He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that this was a spore forest, which was already the fourth different terrain he encountered after he teleported to this land.

To tell the truth, the main purpose of coming this way was to find Lao Wang, but Lao Wang didn't find it, so many people from the War Academy met.

After the ghosts haunted last night, the psychological gap between the Templar and the War Academy began to slowly manifest.

Most of the people on the temple’s side are beginning to converge, and will not easily take action. If they encounter the top rankings of the War Academy, they are more cautious, basically detours, and in contrast, war The guys in the college are obviously much more brave.

Lao Hei met two people who took the initiative to attack him. Although they are not in the top ten rankings, they feel that they are very strong and are quite good at jungle warfare. To be more honest, in this special terrain condition, that The two are at least qualified to compete for the so-called top ten.

There are underestimated rankings like Motong here, and the War Academy obviously has them. Hei Wukai's defeat of the blood demon Manku is obviously the most ardent goal of these hidden masters, as long as he defeats Hei Wukai. Fame, and even easily replaced the blood demon Manku! What's more, if you encounter it in the terrain you are good at, is there any reason not to shoot?

It's a pity that they met Lao Hei... terrain or something, in Lao Hei's eyes, there are obviously floating clouds. There are many things that can be ignored in the crushing of strength, whether it is the people of the temple or the people of the nine gods, from No one has really seen his limit, at least not yet.

Both of them made a tentative attack before they were startled, and Hei Wukai didn't have the thought of pursuing them. At first glance, those two guys were quite cautious and good at hiding. It was troublesome to clean up. Lao Wang matters.

boom!

In the spore forest on the left, a huge noise came, followed by the sound of ‘swish’, fast as lightning.

Lao Hei raised his brow and raised the corner of his mouth.

There are masters!

Hei Wukai's figure unfolded and disappeared instantly.

In the jungle hundreds of meters away, Chopin sat cross-legged.

It has been two days and two nights since I ran into it the afternoon before yesterday, and the guy hiding in the dark has never left.

Except for the fog and ghost haunting the first night, allowing the guy to converge all night, at other times, Chopin was facing his assassination almost all the time.

The jungle terrain is paradise for the orcs, and for an assassin-type orc like Obloro, it is even more like a fish in the water. He can easily blend into this jungle at any time. It is not just a "peek-and-see", but It is to completely integrate his own breath with the jungle, making it impossible to perceive it in advance such as Chopin.

Any movement may become an opportunity for Oblolo to take action, such as Chopin blinking, such as when he sits down to rest, such as the gap where he eats some dry food, or even at his convenience.

One offense and one defense are all confrontations in the blink of an eye. The two have been fighting for hundreds of rounds.

Oblolo's attack is very strange. Not only is there no sound when hiding, but even when the attack is launched, there is no warning. It is like a kind of space secret technique, and it is like a kind of real stealth method. Once the attack is launched, it will come directly. In front of you, it is impossible to guard against.

The back of Chopin’s clothes has been drawn like rags. Although there is a soul protection body, although every time he tries to block it, there are still seven or eight clearly visible blood marks on his back, like a certain The traces of the animal's claws are hideous and terrifying.

But his expression was as calm as water.

The opponent's strength is beyond imagination, and the assassination ability is absolutely superb. What's more terrifying is that even if he has the upper hand, Oblolo will never change his strategy of one strike and retreat.

Chopin has deliberately shown weakness several times, and even paid the price of two more bloodstains for this, but he still failed to lure the other party. This guy is a real natural jungle killer. A competition of will and endurance.

Both of them were very clear in their hearts.

If Chopin can't hold his breath, Chopin will die, but if Oblolo who has the upper hand can't hold his breath and wants a quick fight, then he will be greeted by his own shortcomings and his strengths. Chopin dragged into the vortex of fighting, losing all his existing advantages...

It was noon, and Chopin had just sat down.

Two minutes ago, he had just evaded a sure-fire attack by Oblolo.

The opponent used an iron spine to pretend to attack from the left. It was an orc hidden weapon. It was small, but the triangular diamond surface was full of T-shaped blood grooves. It can be submerged in the human body instantly, and it is almost impossible to pull it out. It makes you bloody, very overbearing, but Oblolo is like a space change, generally killing from Chopin's right.

With a pinch strike from the left and the right, the iron spine was avoided, but there was another claw mark on the left shoulder.

This time the wound was deep, and bones were faintly visible.

But Chopin's face remained calm as usual. After Oblolo retreated, he sat cross-legged here.

He methodically opened his bag, took out the wound medicine applied externally, and treated the wound carefully with a leisurely look.

In the face of an enemy who is patient, you must be more patient than him.

What is a little injury? This is a tempering of will and state of mind, let him enjoy it, and even under this constant pressure, it made Chopin feel faintly touching a certain ceiling that he has not experienced for a long time...

call out!

There was another very small sound of breaking wind, and Chopin's ears trembled slightly, and his head suddenly bowed.

The iron spine passed over his neck, and the chilly blade passed by almost skinny.

coming!

Chopin's eyes sparkled.

And just as the iron spine swept over the top of his head, a steel claw shone with cold light stretched out behind him.

boom!

Using almost exactly the same method as before, an air current suddenly swirled around Chopin's body, like a solid wall of air.

Chopin knew in his heart that the opponent possessed a super defense-breaking ability, and this spirit power barrier could not stop him, but it could only delay the opponent's attack a little bit, but the masters competed with each other. Just so delaying a little time has saved Chopin several lives.

The right fist was full of soul power in an instant, and a triangular soul mark appeared on his fist. Although he was sitting cross-legged, his waist actually gave birth to a giant turn of 180 degrees at this time.

What appeared in front of him was the iron armor and steel claws that he was already familiar with.

call out!

The two closed their hands almost at the same time.

This time Oblo Luo did not hide in the jungle again, but stood still ten meters away, Chopin also turned around, and the two looked up to the treetops on the left side by accident.

The breeze swayed slightly at that location, and a guy in a large robe floated on top of it, his body like a light hung, stepping on the treetop tip and swinging with the wind.

This person came extremely suddenly, and the movements were extremely elegant and free and easy, and he was obviously a master. The two stopped at the same time just out of concern.

The enemy and the enemy are unknown, and no one wants to fight with all their strength, but was picked up by a third party.

Where is this sacred?

The two men narrowed their eyebrows. 8090 Chinese

I saw a long sword slung across his waist, the wide robe slightly opened, two hands in his pockets, and a long weed dangling in his mouth, he was holding his hands and looking at them for leisure. .

Chopin smiled slightly, but there was a sneer at the corner of Oblolo's mouth.

Yasha, Hei Wukai!

"You continue." Hei Wukai stood on the treetop and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, I just look at it, it won't ruin your one-on-one."

Oblo Luo chuckled, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

One-on-one, he is not afraid of anyone, but if he faces both Chopin and Hei Wukai at the same time... There is no doubt that his seventh-ranked brand of the War Academy must be what everyone in the Blade's Edge Temple is yearning for.

"Do you believe it yourself?" Aubrollo said coldly, "I don't believe in humans!"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, Oblo Luo's body shook slightly, as strong as Chopin and Hei Wukai, they were unable to fully capture his movements, only feeling that there was a residual image left in place, but the real body had disappeared without a trace.

This time it was really gone. Although Chopin could not judge the position and breath of the opponent, he could sense the existence of the crisis.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly regretted it. In fact, he enjoyed the feeling of being assassinated. It could stimulate him to grow faster, but anyway...

"Thank you." Chopin stood up from the ground.

Hei Wukai shrugged. He had suppressed his breath just now. Even the ubiquitous ghosts last night could not find him, but he was quickly spotted by these two people, Blade's Edge Temple and The top ten of the War College are really something.

"Actually, you don't need to thank me, it was he himself." Hei Wukai smiled, jumped from the top of the tree, and fell to the ground lightly, remembering another thing: "By the way, just ask, you Have you seen Wang Feng?"

Chopin was taken aback for a moment: "No, I am looking for him too."

He paused, then added: "This is very important."

Hei Wukai smiled and nodded at him, Lao Wang really is such a person, he has friends wherever he goes.

If this is replaced by a normal person and they are all looking for Lao Wang, I am afraid that they have already joined forces. With the strength of these two people, joining hands can definitely scare many people away, and they can also be stable in this illusory realm.

But Hei Wukai just waved his hand, and the weed in his mouth was slightly raised.

Chopin knew that not only Hei Wukai, he also had no plans to be together. This was a very good trial. It might be a lot easier to go together, but it did not achieve the purpose of the trial.

"Goodbye!"

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and turned their heads and left.

...

Boom boom boom boom!

Caesarmo's hexagonal mace, heavy fists and heavy legs wrapped in iron sheets, like raindrops, kept falling on Mo Tong.

He felt that the bones of his whole body were broken, and even his head was opened. The blood mixed with his brain and flowed all over the floor, but he was still conscious.

The broken flesh and bones were recovering time and time again, and the power came back again and again. He felt as if he had been killed dozens of times by the opponent.

He was angry and unwilling, but there was no fear at all.

The men of Mahuraga never knew what fear was, let alone how to write the word confession.

"Come and come, you ugly monster, I am afraid that you are not the number one hero of Mohulaka!" Mo Tong suddenly roared, shaking his fists, and a spirit power surged: "Look at me tearing down your body. iron!"

Click!

Immediately afterwards, a tree girl fell to his head.

Wow... accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground: "Oh!"

Mo Tong was suddenly awakened, and a Ji Ling jumped up from the ground: "Caesarmo!"

There was no Caesarmo around, but the action he jumped up just now, tore the bandages and splints wrapped around his body and arms.

He was stunned, still a little bit unrecovered, but saw Hei Wukai rubbing his head from the ground in the grass beside him.

Mo Tong was overjoyed, and seeing Hei Wukai, he might be able to guess what was going on. Perhaps Hei Wukai killed Caesarmo and helped him deal with the injury by the way.

just……

"Ahem!" He looked so embarrassed by Caesar Mo, wouldn't it happen to be seen by Hei Wukai? I hope he only found himself in a coma when he was passing by... Mo Tong coughed slightly: "Then what, Hei Wukai, why are you here?"

"I'm not here? If I'm not here, you will hang up!" Lao Wang's tears are almost aching. The branch is more than three meters high. I was busy all night last night. I slept soundly right now, and then I felt firm. I really suffered a bit and rolled down from the branch. Needless to say, it must be Mo Tong who had a nightmare and beat him down!

Mo Tong smiled bitterly. In that case, the appearance of being beaten by Caesar Mo Pang must be seen by Hei Wukai. This is really... wait!

His eyes stared suddenly, and the voice didn't sound like Hei Wukai's.

Mo Tong suddenly became alert, took a step forward, grabbed the collar of the'Hei Wukai', and the big sandbag fist flicked in front of the opponent: "You are not Hei Wukai! Who are you? Say!"

"It's me!" Old Wang couldn't laugh or cry. This guy is not crazy yet. He can recognize Hei Wukai's appearance, so he can't hear his own voice? This junior is unqualified.

Mo Tong's mouth opened: "Wang, Wang Feng?"

"Bullshit! Otherwise do you think who will save you!" Old Wang slapped him on his arm that was twisting his collar, opened his hand, and glared at him: "Do you think you are a peerless beauty?"

Mo Tong felt a short circuit in his mind, let go of Wang Feng and took a step back, and looked him up and down carefully: "I'm going...you are too shameless, right? Why are you pretending to be Hei Wukai? "

He stretched out his hand and touched Wang Feng's face with a look of surprise: "How did you get this thing?"

"How do you say it? What shame? This is called wisdom, okay!" Lao Wang's **** and the back of his head still hurt, rubbing with one hand, and pointing at Mo Tong with the other: "I can't talk about you, my brain. Should I pretend to be Hei Wukai, can I help you scare people here? Should I help you scare people~lightnovelpub.net~ Just your half-dead look in the past two days, I don't know that you have been killed. How many times have you killed!"

"What frightens people, what is half-dead...what messy?" Mo Tong scratched his head.

"Pretend, you go on pretending!" Old Wang gave him a blank look: "What's the matter with yourself, don't you have any points in your heart? Why, is it healed? The bones of the whole body don't hurt...Huh?"

Lao Wang came over and watched Motong up and down, only to see that the bandage that was originally wrapped around his body was broken directly during the action just now, and the splint on his arm had been smashed. Fall, revealing naked muscles.

The Lingyu ointment applied on the body surface has disappeared, replaced by red skin, including many places where the skin was originally broken, and new skin has grown at this time.

Lao Wang felt his eyes light up slightly.

I just fell to the ground and fell into a painful fall. I didn't pay attention yet. At this time, I observed carefully and discovered that Mo Tong was not only in good health, but even felt that his spirit power had improved by a point.

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