In the huge forest, the middle-aged man with the tribe behind him, the warriors are constantly shuttling in this forest as if they are elves in the forest, every tree and every leaf can block their footprints, they have been living in this forest since they were children, tracking and running in the forest, no worse than well-trained soldiers.

The more the middle-aged man walked, the more and more corpses were found on the ground, and their deaths were all due to the fact that their throats had been cut with sharp weapons.

The warriors of the tribe were very happy, picked up the weapons on the corpse and continued to walk forward, because there were many people, they did not follow closely, so sometimes they could hardly see what Wang Feng was doing.

Everyone was very excited, and they were all very excited to follow Wang Feng's footsteps.

At this moment, they suddenly saw a black shadow, running down the slope like lightning, the dagger in his hand spun violently, and everywhere he went, people fell.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell, and the fallen enemy clutched his throat and looked at the people rushing in front of him in disbelief.

Since their throats were cut by sharp objects, they couldn't make the slightest noise, and there was a gentle lawn under them, and even if they only lay down on the ground, they couldn't make a loud noise to alert the people in front of them.

The man who fell on the lawn was dead, his eyes wide open and staring at the sky.

The group of tribal warriors who followed Wang Feng couldn't help but be so excited that they almost screamed when they saw Wang Feng's skills at this moment.

They excitedly picked up the bows and arrows on the corpse and quickly followed the man's footsteps.

At this time they came to a valley, in which the trees were tall and the canopy was dense because the sun did not shine on the ground for a long time, and they were a little gloomy when they met, only two or three weeds grew.

They watched their surroundings vigilantly, and when they came to the front, they suddenly heard the sound of fighting, and rushed out.

I saw that the man was surrounded by dozens of people, and at this time, they had already found out, and there were people who were missing, just when they were anxious, Wang Fengbian rushed forward with a dagger, and in an instant, several more people fell to the ground.

The dozens of people surrounded the man, screaming and shouting, and all kinds of weapons fiercely attacked the man, and as soon as the man dealt with a group of people, more people would pounce on him.

Each time the man makes a shot, he can put a few enemies on it, and the shot must kill dozens of corpses lying on the ground.

The thick smell of blood in the air made them retreat and look at the man in front of them in horror.

The middle-aged man saw this scene when he felt it, she didn't panic at this time, at this time he calmly analyzed, it was a group of companions who dispersed, and the gun battle was extremely favorable terrain, picked up their bows and arrows, and began to strafe.

The distance between them and the enemy was only a dozen meters, and the vision was very good, and after a bow and arrow fired, the dozen or so men on the periphery fell to the ground and screamed.

The loud screams frightened the other enemies, but when they saw the fallen man, they hurried to find a hidden place to hide.

But where could they be as fast as a bow and arrow, and before they could find an address in their favor, dozens more fell to the ground again.

The entire battlefield was filled with pain*, piercing screams, and the sound of bows and arrows piercing the air.

This sudden change frightened the enemies into confusion, and they retreated one after another, running like crazy and disappearing into the entire dense forest in a second.

The retreating enemies had no way to stop them, but the man roared angrily with the big knife under his feet as if he had been freed.

The man's speed was faster than that of the enemies, and he rushed forward and began to fight.

The archers, who had been hiding in advantageous places, also began to surge with passion, and under the command of the middle-aged man, they also picked up their weapons and rushed forward.

They ran fast, screaming incessantly, their eyes red, and their hearts were extremely excited. Ignoring the group of people lying on the ground, they knew that their home would only be safe if they had killed these enemies once and for all.

A few minutes later, everyone came to the foot of a mountain, where there was no other junction except the road where the middle-aged man had just entered.

At this time, the man was killing in all directions, and dozens of enemies were killed in a ball, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, and there were many enemies besieging at this time, and this group of enemies knew that they only had to kill the man in front of them, and they still had a chance to escape.

But this man seemed to have received the help of a god, and the strength on his body seemed to be inexhaustible, and the dagger in his left hand and the broadsword in his right hand were so exquisitely coordinated that no one could get close to her.

Just when they were at a loss, they lost their opportunity and were killed by the man.

Catching up, the middle-aged man and the warriors of the tribe saw this scene in front of them, and their blood rushed directly to the top of their heads, and they all began to rush forward with shouts.

The weapons in their hands also began to be used, as fierce as tigers, and the warriors who shot arrows in the rear were also like elves, and their arrows were extraordinarily accurate.

Just when everyone thought that the war was about to end, another group of men and horses suddenly appeared on the slope, waiting, and began to fight back with their bows and arrows in front of them.

Seeing that everyone's attack was suppressed, the middle-aged man had to start looking for a hidden place to hide, and constantly beckoned the man who was fighting in the crowd.

Xu was red-eyed because of murder, and the man at this time did not hear the call of the middle-aged man, but kept waving the dagger and big knife in his hand.

Everyone looked at the suddenly increased team with a special headache, but they also understood that it was not good for them to withdraw rashly, and when they saw the men in the crowd, their blood surged into their hearts again.

An outsider can do this, but these locals can't protect their families well, their eyes can't help but turn red, and they also begin to hate the bows and arrows and knives in their hands.

Under the scorching sun, the birds and birds were so frightened by these scenes of fighting that they hurriedly flew into the sky.

At this time, a team walked down the mountain, and when they saw the fight in front of them, they all looked at the group of people fighting in the valley below with hidden curiosity.

If the middle-aged man was here, he would be surprised to find that the clothes on this group of people were exactly the same as those on the men in their tribe.

One of the leaders of the hidden team picked up his telescope and looked down, he looked around, and suddenly saw a man in the crowd, and some surprised magnification.

When she saw the tiger man holding a big sword in the telescope, she suddenly put it down, and the telescope was full of surprise, and then a line of hot tears suddenly rolled down.

"It's him! It's the master!" his tone trembled, and he couldn't help but think of himself, when he first became a soldier, he didn't know how to use his own advantages to bring down the enemy, it was the man who walked to her side and taught him his sword skills.

"Master?" One of the guards beside the leader couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise when he glanced at the group of fighters in the distance and saw the emotional leader beside him.

"It's him! We've finally found him!hahaha!" Suddenly, the leader burst out laughing from the bottom of his heart, and rushed toward the foot of the mountain below, like a tiger descending from the mountain.

There were about one hundred and eighty people, all of whom were holding spears, and the equipment of many of them was extraordinarily sophisticated, combat uniforms, bulletproof armor, three-level combat boots, and a pistol on their waists, but the strangest thing in this team was that they also carried a long knife on their backs.

The man under the triangle was fighting with the enemies, the long knives and daggers in his hands were flying up and down, constantly rotating at an angle, tricky and fierce, each knife could be placed on several robbers, his body was full of corpses, the first people had been killed, and they all rushed up with a scream, not knowing what horror was.

The man looked at the group of people around him with such a desperate style of play, and he could only deal with it very helplessly and calmly.

When the man noticed the group of people running down the mountain, he didn't know whether they were friend or foe, but he didn't feel the slightest fear, but continued to move in his hands, and the daggers and broadswords in his hands also flew rapidly, a little faster than before.

The group of people led by a sturdy middle-aged man was also extraordinary, and they were very flustered and wanted to evacuate if they couldn't figure out the situation.

When the enemies saw another wave of people coming, they felt scared at this time, after all, for them, although Wang Feng was extremely fierce, they could fight a dozen with their numbers.

But the men who rushed down from the hill knew from their appearance that they were not simple people, and that they had used their spears before. Naturally, they knew the danger, so they all began to evacuate.

However, the people who rushed down from the Trinity did not let go of this group of enemies, and opened fierce fire on the fleeing group of people in all directions.

The man who was dealing with the enemy couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the leader's movements, and stood in place, not moving, quietly observing and thinking.

I saw that the leader looked at the man and observed it for a while, then laughed, and walked over to the man.

The man's brows furrowed slightly, looking at the leader quietly, this familiar feeling, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, he carefully recalled the memories in his mind, but found that he still didn't remember at all.

"Master, it's you, right? Except for you, no one else is so powerful!" the leading man in camouflage uniform ran up excitedly, looking up and down at the man covered in blood all over his body, said in surprise and excitement.

The man could hear the surprise and trembling in the leader's tone, and he even heard some eagerness and eagerness.

The man frowned slightly when he looked at the leader's excited gaze, but he found that he could understand the other party's language, and couldn't help but look up and down at the person in front of him.

"You know me?" the man didn't understand what was wrong with him, and he had a feeling that the leader in front of him wouldn't hurt him.

"Master, have you forgotten me?" the leading man couldn't help frowning, grabbed the man's shoulders tightly with both hands, shook it and said helplessly.

"I'm me, I'm Maoshan, I'm your apprentice! Don't you often call me stupid?" The leading man's heart sank, and his eyes were full of worry.

"You said you are my apprentice, then I should believe you, it's really funny!" The man's face was still gloomy, and at this time she felt some pain in her brain, he felt that the name was extremely familiar, but when he thought about it, he didn't remember anything.

Gradually, she felt her brain ache again, and he felt very powerless, something had been lost from his mind, but he could not find it again.

The man then crouched down with his head tightly in his hands, gasping for air, trying to get back what he had lost in his mind.