From a long distance, Su Changxing heard the monkey king's roar, which was very rough, not like a monkey, but more like an orangutan.

The other two hunters who were relatively close by had probably already supported them. Zhu Wenwu and the others were facing more than a dozen hunters.

Before, Su Changxing had thought that there was a high probability that this would be the case, but this was also the best way for them to deal with hunters.

In a war, someone will always be in a more dangerous position, which is unavoidable.

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"Hold on, don't retreat, Boss Huang and the others will be here soon."

Zhu Wenwu looked at the hunter who came to support him not far away, and shouted with a red face.

At this time, they can't retreat, and if they retreat again, they will collapse, and they will be reduced to a situation of being unilaterally slaughtered.

After all, these people are not the army, and their quality is much worse, and they will be dispersed after plastic surgery.

At this moment, we can only fight to the death.

Under Zhu Wenwu's command, everyone stopped, stopped retreating, and killed the hunters who were chasing up. They still had the advantage in numbers.

However, when the two sides came into contact, the situation was instantly wrong. The number of these hunters doubled, and some kind of qualitative change was also formed in the fighting power.

As if crushed and destroyed, seven or eight people fell down in the first time, blood flew in the air, and broken limbs and flesh fell to the ground.

Zhu Wenwu and the others didn't flinch. They were all driven into a desperate situation.

Zhu Wenwu's eyes fixed on a person, and a **** dagger appeared in his vision, marking the person's head.

Dueling daggers.

Holding the steel sword, he mixed in the crowd and killed that person. This person should be relatively weak among these hunters.

He wants to reduce the opponent's staff first, so that the opponent is jealous and afraid.

Pain is the most direct way.

Anyone marked by the dueling dagger will appear in his other field of vision, follow for a long time, and be familiar with the opponent's every move, and when he approaches the person marked by the dagger, his strength and speed will increase significantly.

Zhu Wenwu's speed became faster and faster, his figure turned into an afterimage in the dark night, and the steel sword drew a silver-white line, which was so cold that it cut people's eyes.

In fact, long before he set off, he had already thought of such a situation. What they did was to walk on the edge of a knife. The possibility of failure was very high, and failure was tantamount to death.

However, he did not refuse this time, nor did he express his desire to escape.

He figured it out.

All of them were originally in a predicament, a desperate situation, and now this is just a predicament within a predicament, a desperate situation within a desperation, there is no difference in essence.

If they don't fight hard, they will have no tomorrow.

It was a man with a long knife in his hand, a dark cheek, and a thick-skinned man.

He immediately noticed Zhu Wenwu rushing towards him, he smiled and said with contempt:

"You have only become a capable person not long ago. Do you really think that after becoming a capable person, you can wrestle with us? Or are you really naive?"

Capable person is what they call Extraordinary. It is the same thing, but it is called differently.

"You will surely die by my hand."

The gloomy light in Zhu Wenwu's eyes suddenly bloomed, and the illusory dagger in his vision was almost solidified, and the blood-red lines on it almost bleed.

Dueling daggers, open!

The reverse of the dagger goes upwards, starting its autobiography in a clockwise direction, with six rotations per second, and the 360th rotation is Zhu Wenwu's death deadline.

He wants to kill the opponent before that.

The hunter's heart beat faster, and when he saw Zhu Wenwu approaching him, his speed suddenly became ghostly, and he felt that there seemed to be an inverted dagger spinning on his head.

Life and death will be revealed at this moment.

"Clang~"

Crisp and pleasant sound.

The blades didn't quite hit each other, they slid past each other.

Neither side has any intention of retreating. As the saying goes, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road.

In the interlacing of light and shadow, Zhu Wenwu slashed at the opponent's chest with a sword, cutting his clothes and cutting his flesh and blood. Facing the attack, he swung his sword again without avoiding or dodging.

He only has one minute, and he can't stop. Once he is dragged by the other party, he will be the one who dies.

The hunter didn't expect Zhu Wenwu to be so fierce, and he came up with a desperate look. If he didn't dodge, no matter whether Zhu Wenwu died or not, he would have a high probability of being killed.

And they are now the dominant side, and they don't need it at all, and there is no need to change their lives.

He had the idea of ​​retreating, and stepped back to avoid Zhu Wenwu's attack.

The moment he backed away, Zhu Wenwu's speed suddenly accelerated again, exceeding expectations, and he slashed obliquely at his face, drawing an afterimage in the air.

"Swipe~"

The blade followed the gap in the air, pierced the skin, cut into the flesh and blood, cut half of the neck completely, and the blood spurted out like a fountain.

This sword is quite standard, and it cuts precisely at the most vulnerable joint of the neck.

The hunter sat down on the ground, clutching his neck, and looked at Zhu Wenwu in horror. He didn't even figure out how Zhu Wenwu hit him.

It was too fast just now!

At this time, twelve seconds passed.

Zhu Wenwu didn't pause at all, and stabbed at the hunter with another sword, the blade pierced his heart.

Only then did the hunter be completely killed, and the blood-red dagger gradually stopped.

In almost an instant, Zhu Wenwu beheaded one person. The other hunters noticed this scene and were shocked, and immediately listed Zhu Wenwu as the number one target.

"Boom~"

The bursting flames exploded beside Zhu Wenwu~lightnovelpub.net~ An arsonist had noticed Zhu Wenwu before and was about to strike, but he didn't expect this trash companion to die so quickly.

This flame spread to many people, and the clothes on a few people who were standing close to him burned up, rolled on the ground, and screamed.

"flame?"

Enduring the burning pain in his body, Zhu Wenwu stepped back and looked around. Many people had already fallen down, and the situation was critical.

Immediately afterwards, another clump of flames exploded among the crowd, sparks danced in the sky, and the people around had to retreat.

These two flames completely smashed their formation, and the situation became extremely bad.

Zhu Wenwu's face was still calm, and he felt that the worst was not yet in, at least they should have reinforcements.

If Big Brother Su can deal with the other two teams and support them, then they will still be able to fight.

"Aw~~"

A rough roar came from directly above.

Zhu Wenwu looked up, and saw a black figure smashing towards the hunters from above.

It's that monkey!

After the Monkey King found Zhu Wenwu and the others, he swooped down from upstairs and hit the fire-breathing person. In its eyes, this person was the greatest threat.

The arsonist didn't dodge, and was thrown to the ground, punched in the face, and the whole person was directly smashed, and the flames condensed between his hands dissipated in an instant.