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The moment he saw the long-haired old man fall to the ground, Xiao Tian's hanging heart could finally land.

In fact, he didn't know what the situation of the long-haired old man was, and it was quite a fluke that he was able to kill him this time.

When he came here, among the three bottles of potions that he took out of his backpack, in addition to the real potion he had taken, and the brown creature containing the mutated virus vector, the other one was the water of the River Styx that he had obtained from Fujiwara Daishi before.

Regarding the water of the River Styx, Xiao Tian's knowledge is limited to the records in the book, and the usage recorded in the book is for external use, as for what will happen if it is taken internally, there is no clear statement.

The previous conversation was also quite coaxing at the beginning, but what he didn't expect was that he had really poisoned such a master, which made Xiao Tian feel afraid for a while...... It seems that you can't really use things you don't understand!

However, fortunately, the long-haired old man's obstacles have now been removed, and if he wants to leave next, he is afraid that few of them can stop him.

However, just as Xiao Tian was about to leave without stopping, he heard a long howl that rushed to the sky, and more than a dozen masters rushed towards him as if they were dying, seeing that the posture was even more imposing than these people from the Mizuno Clan, it was the previous Fujino Martial Arts Gym's manpower.

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Not far from the battlefield, Mizuno Pengyu looked at Xiao Tian with tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat his flesh raw.

The long-haired old man, as the top master of the Mizuno clan, died like this at this time, which naturally means something needless to say.

And the death of the long-haired old man represents another meaning, that is, Mizuno Pengyu, there is no way to retreat, even if he can't quit at this time.

Because there was too much investment in the early stage, the original team of 130 people is now only more than 70 people left, and there is also a big master whose strength surpasses everyone else.

Therefore, even if Mizuno Pengyu fights his family, he must continue to invest in strength, and things have developed to the point where he can't regret it!

For a while, a question involuntarily appeared in Mizuno Pengyu's heart: If there was a chance to do it again, would he still make that kind of decision?

However, the moment this question appeared, it was forcibly pressed, because he is an absolute realist and knows that there are no ifs, only bloody reality.

And the reality is that the hunters have not fallen so far, but their own power is constantly being weakened and weakened.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, Mizuno Pengyu turned his head and saw three mighty teams, one from the imperial family, one from Fujino Martial Arts, and the other was the last combat power he could muster at the moment.

The moment he saw the appearance of the royal team, Mizuno Pengyu noticed the clue, which was obviously mixed with some miscellaneous fish that were not even as good as himself, and this obvious gesture gave him a clear signal...... Sure enough, the royal family didn't really have any murderous intent on the hunters.

At the same time, this is also reminding Mizuno Pengyu that he had better stop as soon as possible!

"Hehe, my Mizuno clan has fought to this point before I let me stop? Is it possible?!"

Mizuno Pengyu said to himself: "The royal family, hehe, this is the royal family......"

As his words fell, the three teams did not say a word, and entered the battle without even saying hello, and at the same time, there were vague masters coming from afar, there were idlers who came to see the excitement, and there were also medium forces who came to support after hearing the wind.

But these Mizuno Pengyu didn't care anymore, he only had one thought at this time...... The hunter must die!

As long as the hunter dies, the benefits of "that person" to himself will even exceed those in front of him......

An hour later......

Xiao Tian was on one knee on the ground, holding a big knife in his right hand to support his body, the frenzy on his body had disappeared half an hour ago, and his back and chest were almost covered with dense wounds, like a person who walked out of a sea of blood.

Around him, more than three hundred corpses lay scattered to the ground, and the lower ground was already covered with a thick layer of blood-made lakes, if there was one word to describe them, it was...... A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

And at this time, there are no more than one hundred and fifty masters who can stand on the ground, and they can cause such a tragic scene, Xiao Tian's situation can be imagined......

Facing away from the fiery sunset, Xiao Tian's eyes looked coldly at the masters who were far away from him, but did not dare to take a step forward, and a mocking smile was outlined on the corner of his mouth.

However, it was this small movement that made everyone take a few steps back neatly, although they looked down on what kind of expression Xiao Tian's face was, and could only see a silhouette shrouded in the remnant sun, but it was enough to make people frightened.

Xiao Tian understood that at this point, these people were all waiting...... Waiting for the moment when he fell, he rushed over to snatch the credit!

But, so what?!

As long as I haven't really fallen, who would dare to really take a step forward?!

Struggling twice, but never really standing up, Xiao Tian fixed his trembling hands, and the wounds on his body gushed blood, constantly gathering on the ground under his feet, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's.

At this moment, Mizuno Pengyu's immobile posture finally walked in front of everyone, and asked with an indifferent expression, "Are you still waiting for someone to save you?"

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Xiao Tian did understand that the person Mizuno Pengyu said was actually Mao Ozawa's father.

"Pinning my hopes on others is not my style!" The hoarse voice, as Xiao Tian's lips moved, clearly reached everyone's ears.

"But have you ever thought that sometimes if you pin your hopes on others, you won't end up in a tragedy?"

Mizuno Pengyu said to himself: "For example, you and I, I haven't moved a finger from beginning to end, but in the end, victory still belongs to me!"

Xiao Tian sneered and sneered: "If this is in Huaxia, I can win without moving a finger, but after this time, your Mizuno Clan will not have a good time, right?"

"That's not necessarily!" Mizuno Pengyu said, but his tone was very determined, but he only mentioned it and didn't explain too much.

After a long silence, Mizuno Pengyu opened his mouth again and asked: "So far, I only have one question I want to ask you, is the purpose of your coming here this time really just for the so-called chivalrous deeds?"

Xiao Tian smiled heartily: "The chivalrous deeds of bullshit are purely unaccustomed to your behavior!"

"I see!"

Mizuno Pengyu nodded slowly, and he didn't know if he really believed Xiao Tian's words, or if he was pretending to be deliberate.

But Xiao Tian obviously felt that Mizuno Pengyu's performance was extremely abnormal and unreasonable......

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