"Monkey!" shouted in the cold night, which had already run into the distance, and he didn't need to use much strength at all, because now that all five of them were carrying headsets, the news could be delivered at any time.

The monkey emptied the last bullet in the magazine, and without stopping to turn around and ran in the other direction, replacing it with a new one as he turned. The fat duck also hurriedly followed the monkey, and as he quickly retreated, firing a few shots from time to time.

At this moment, the three groups fled in three different directions,11 running into the forest, Leng Ye and Dowell rushed down the mountain, and the monkey and the fat duck fought and retreated along the mountain road.

"Bang!" The cold night's sniper rifle fired at the several dragon soul masters who were chasing from afar, and then regardless of whether he hit anything or not, he immediately continued to run down the mountain with Dowell after the shot was fired.

The wolf jumped away from the sniper bullets in the cold night, and when he stood up, the monkey and the fat duck also ran into the woods.

The battle spirit snorted and rushed into the forest following the footsteps of 11. The four dragon soul masters who caught up behind also took the initiative to divide into three groups with tacit understanding, Badao and a man in white chased after the battle spirit, and Traceless turned around and chased Leng Ye down the mountain, and the other man in a blue shirt chased the two monkeys.

The mountains and forests are scurrying down and down, trying to use the dense trees to block the pursuers behind, but how can the master of the dragon soul be so easily thrown off by him?

Suddenly, only a "whoosh" sound was heard, and a cold wind blew straight towards the back of the head. 11's subconscious body leaned forward, and the strong wind brushed his scalp from above, and then "poof!" hit the trunk of a tree directly in front of 11, splashing bark and sawdust in all directions.

Quickly glanced at the trunk of the tree, and saw that there was a small pebble the size of a thumb embedded in the trunk of the tree.

In the blink of an eye, the people behind him had already caught up, and a violent wind enveloped 11 from head to toe.

A hint of murder flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly strode with his left foot. The soles of his feet moved horizontally in front of him and stepped on them hard, and a deep footprint was suddenly stepped on the soft mud and rock, and the mud natives lifted off covered his entire bare foot. 11's body leaned forward slightly due to inertia, but he still stubbornly stopped the castration in the wild run. Then the whole person twisted back, and the field knife in his hand slashed behind him.

"Huh?" The battle spirit that had almost reached the back of 11 let out an exclamation, obviously not expecting that 11 still had the ability to suddenly reverse the operation of the breath in the full rush. Although the battle spirit was surprised, it did not panic, and kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person had swept over the top of the 11th place and landed steadily in front of him.

But his feet hadn't stepped on the ground yet, and 1 had already started attacking again. His body sank slightly, holding the field knife in his hand, and rushed to the place where the battle spirit landed, and the tip of the knife stabbed out of his back. There was a hint of annoyance on the face of the war spirit, he didn't expect this junior to be so despicable and deceitful too much. Thinking that he has been debuting for decades, which competition is not a fair competition? Even if he fights to the death with others, it is above board. If you knock your opponent down, you will definitely wait for the opponent to get up before continuing, and you will never take the opportunity to sneak attack. But this junior is good, first he let go of the gun without saying a word, forcing him to be in a hurry for a while. And then the mess even used grenades. Now the others have not landed and are sneaking up from behind. While sighing that one generation is not as good as the next, I want to vomit blood depressedly. The man was still in mid-air, his body twisting with all his might, facing the pressing ground 11, pushing his palms forward, and in a hurry he used all the strength he could to force 11 away. But because the force was too strong to control, after the two feet landed, they were shocked back by their own aftermath and took two steps back before stopping. At this moment, the battle spirit was already full of purple sauce, and it was obviously extremely angry. If he is facing a top master who forced him to such a wolf bèi Cheng Dù said in the past, but he is a junior who is far inferior to him in all aspects. And he still used despicable means, how could he not let this generation of grandmasters be angry.

In fact, the war spirit is also wrong11, because no one has ever taught him to be fair in battle, especially to be polite and respectful when meeting masters. It is necessary to fight back, scold, not return the mouth, and so on. Opposite. The education of the "devil" has always been to highlight the meanness and shamelessness, and to do everything in his might. No matter how despicable and shameless you are, all they ask is to kill their opponents in the shortest possible time.

Do you expect a killer who should be hiding in a dark corner to jump out and fight you one by one? Or do you expect them to have a chance to snipe at their target from a distance, but they have to stab you twice to give up such a big opportunity and run to you?

The killer's credo has always been: only seek results, not means.

really wielded this feature to the fullest, and did not miss any opportunity to kill the opponent in one fell swoop, which forced the battle spirit to be in a hurry.

In fact, this is just the beginning......

The strong palm wind that the battle spirit slapped in a hurry actually forced 11 people back, and he had seen this kind of palm power, that is, when he was a bodyguard at Ma Di's house, when he first saw 6 Yang in the underground secret room, 6 Yang also performed once. At that time, 11 was amazed by this kind of windless and earth-shattering palm wind, but it was a pity that no matter how hard he tried in the future, he would not be able to practice Cheng dù of 6 Yang's palm, and even said that the palm he slapped did not drive much wind at all, not to mention that the wind brought up after a palm was slapped out could blow a person to a crumbling ground.

Now, once again, he experienced this terrible storm. Although the battle spirit was rushed out, his cultivation was not comparable to the 6 Yang who was abolished and forced to re-practice all his martial arts. If the 11 that 6 Yang could blow with one palm shook a few times, then at this moment, the palm of the war spirit slapped out, and the wind that blew up actually blew the whole person of 11 backwards. After blowing to a distance of six or seven meters, he was still shocked by the aftermath and took three steps back.

At this moment, the two of them looked at each other at a distance of seven or eight meters, and the battle spirit glared at 11 with a purple face, and although 11 still had no expression on his face, he also showed a solemn look in his eyes.

Two consecutive sounds of breaking the air came from behind him, and the sword and another dragon soul master had also caught up, standing behind the left and right rear of 11 respectively, and surrounded 11 in a triangle with the battle spirit in front of him.

He and the war spirit didn't look at the two people who came from behind, because they knew that these two people would not make a move, not to mention that the war spirit would never allow it, just because of their self-respecting identity. I also disdain to join forces with others to deal with a junior boy.

After the sword and the master stood still, they both threw a look at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes. They have been following closely behind the war spirit for a short distance, throwing stones from the war spirit, 11 withdrew the knife and was dodged by the war spirit, and then 11 took the initiative to attack, the war spirit hurriedly clapped his hands and forced him back, this series of battles seems to be very long, in fact, it only took more than a second between the two from the beginning of the stone throwing to the end, the degree and thrill of the journey are difficult to describe in words.

If you change to an ordinary one next to you, you can see the scene of this calcium carbide fire. At most, they were dazzled, and then the two of them had already retreated from each other. But the two of them are also masters, and the two of them have been hanging behind them, and they can see every move in front of them clearly. Their surprise was not that 11 had such an ability to force the war spirit so wolf. Instead, he was surprised by the table xiàn just now, calm and not like a fledgling boy, but calculated every step with the accuracy of the slightest, and calculated that the battle spirit would skip over the head. And even the location of the foothold is accurate. This kind of cousin is more experienced than the old man of the wood.

Although the identity of 11 is no longer a secret in the Dragon Soul, they all know that this person used to be a killer cultivated by the "devil". However, this is too young, it is hard to imagine that at such a young age with such old combat experience, how did this person survive before?

This can't be blamed on them, it's like a child who is only two or three years old actually shows the knowledge that a university professor has, which will definitely shock everyone.

In the field, 11 didn't know what they thought of themselves. As soon as the footsteps were firmly established, a new round of charge had already started. But 11 is fast, but the war spirit is faster than him. 11 had just taken a step forward when suddenly a strong wind blew his face, and 11's complexion changed suddenly. He now took a step at the same time as the battle spirit, and this step of the battle spirit actually crossed a position more than seven meters away and instantly came to him. How could this not surprise him.

Although the heart is shocked. But 11 the earth is not slow with his hands and feet, and his thoughts are not yet ready to convey commands. The body has already responded. The field knife he held diagonally quickly tore through the barrier of air, turning into a black ray and slashing at the neck of the war spirit.

The war spirit sneered, raised his left hand high, and then blocked the castration route in 11's right hand, stretched out an index finger and slowly pointed it at the wrist of 11's right hand.

This is a very strange feeling, obviously the fingers of the war spirit are very slow, so slow that they look like a snail crawling in their eyes, but 1's body can't keep up with his degree, and when he finally controls his arm and wants to move away, the fingers of the war spirit have already been pointed on the wrist joint.

As if electrocuted, 11's entire right hand trembled violently, and the field knife in his hand flew out with confidence, plunging deep into the mud on the side, revealing only a small half of the blade and hilt.

At this time, 11's whole person also took four or five steps back to stabilize, his left hand clenched his right wrist, and he looked at the battle spirit with a cold face, his face suddenly turned pale, and even more sweat oozed from his forehead.

One finger! The power of just one finger makes 11 irresistible, is this the true strength of the dragon soul?

But 11 didn't know that his heart was shocked, and the heart of the war spirit was not extremely surprised. You know, the seemingly ordinary finger of the war spirit just now, but it used the finger power of a finger of Zen.

One finger Zen is a very profound kung fu in the ancient martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom. Its cultivation is also like most martial arts, from shallow to deep, from easy to difficult, step by step to deepen training. If you want to practice this kung fu, you must first familiarize yourself with the handstand posture with your head on the ground and your feet facing the sky. When you don't feel dizzy for a few hours of handstand, you can barely enter the next link, which is to slowly replace the two index fingers of both hands with the palms supporting the body. Finally, one hand is removed and replaced with an index finger in one hand to support the weight of the whole person. The next training is not something that ordinary people can do, you need to stick a knife or other sharp weapon upside down in the ground, with the tip of the knife facing up, and the trainer should put the index finger on the tip of the knife and then hang it upside down. Not only to press the weight of the whole body on a fragile index finger, but also to always direct the qi of the whole body to this index finger, to resist the threat of the tip of the knife, in case of slackness, whether this finger can be saved, it is very likely that you will not be able to save your life if you plunge into the knife. However, once this kind of one-finger meditation is successfully developed, the power is not comparable to ordinary kung fu. It is a trivial matter to wear a stele and crack a stone, and it is not a problem to wear iron and chisel steel. A finger stab is even more terrifying than a bullet.

It's a pity that since the rise of hot weapons, the ancient martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom have gradually declined, until today, the one-finger Zen magic has become a health care skill for all ages to strengthen the body, just like the Tai Chi boxing of the mighty martial arts back then.

According to what the war spirit originally thought, the entire right hand of this 11 must have been abolished. But unexpectedly, 11 was only shocked back a few steps, and although he looked a little injured, at least his right hand was still alive. How could this not make the battle spirit shocked and abnormal, only to think that when did his kung fu regress?

But where did the war spirit think that 1's body could no longer be regarded as a human body at all, especially his bones were not easy to break. If the battle spirit was full of strength just now, 11's bones might really not be saved, but unfortunately he was still too light on the enemy, and the price of this light enemy was to save 11's hand.

However, although the bones are not broken, the one-finger Zen is not comparable to ordinary kung fu after all, especially when it is performed by a perverted master like the war spirit, the power is even more amazing. With just one finger of five or six layers of kung fu, all the meridians in the right hand of 11 were destroyed in an instant, and if such an injury was sent to the hospital, the doctor would definitely say, "Amputation, no salvation." Although 11's body is able to repair itself, it is not necessary to use this hand again in the short term.

Just when the war spirit was still wondering if he had regressed in kung fu, 11 had already moved again. Letting go of his right hand, which had been temporarily unable to move, his left hand touched his waist, and he had already drawn out the military dagger. At the same time, the whole person crashed into the arms of the war spirit, and the tip of the dagger also stabbed hard into the heart of the war spirit.