Sure enough, the more he knew, the more he didn't understand, and after practicing two more teams of sword insects, Qin Chong became more and more emotional.

The level of his sword stabbing has dropped not by a star and a half, but by a complete mess, one will be stabbed with inch strength, one will be stabbed with spiral force, one will be a shock stab, and one will be a point stab, in short, there are many tricks, try them one by one.

You're not done! Team after team of knife insects are in a hell where life is worse than death.

The loss of contact with the Nth team in a row in the same area also attracted the attention of the mastermind, the area occupied by the Zerg is too large, and it takes a considerable amount of consumption for the mastermind to use mental power to patrol this area, and making such a big sacrifice for some cannon fodder is not in line with the Zerg's examples.

In addition, this is the edge of the Zerg occupation area, and there are usually some strong mutant creatures who come out to feed, they are adaptable, have good teeth and have a better appetite, and they often feed on the low-level troops of the Zerg.

So this time, the Zerg sent a combination of the Iron Wing Worm and the Drill Heart Worm to patrol this area.

Qin Chong saw the black swarm from afar, consciously gave up his cultivation, and turned around and fled. It wasn't that he was afraid of them, but that there was still a lot to experiment, so he moved to another place.

Since then, there has been a madman on the edge of the Zerg occupation area, who stabs when he sees something, his eyes are confused, his mouth is full of words, and his hands are non-stop.

Stabbing the sky in the upper part of the world and stabbing the air in the middle, wherever he goes, whether it is a zerg or a mutant beast, no matter how big or small, as long as he encounters it, it will be the lowest end with three knives and six holes.

Far behind him was followed by a group of mutant wild dogs, all of them full of fat, and they still had fun playing with each other to eat.

This group of wild dogs sincerely hopes to follow the end of the world, no, it is the end of the world now, so let's follow it for 10,000 years.

At this moment, a group of Zerg took the lead with mutated hellfire birds, and the ironwing insects followed closely and pounced on the madman with great vigour, and the wild dogs were not frightened, but only slightly avoided a distance.

This kind of scene has often happened in the past few days, but after returning again and again, it is stronger and stronger each time.

The three mutated hellfire birds came out of the crowd first, pecking straight down with a fierce wind, one pecked at the head, one pecked at the right hand holding the sword, and one went around the back to sneak attack, I have to say that the wisdom of this mutant hellfire bird is definitely one of the best among the zerg on this planet today.

The madman didn't realize it, and just took a step to the left, avoiding the killing attempts on his head and back, and his right hand quickly stabbed the mutant hellfire bird in front of him.

The mutant hellfire bird that had turned to pounce again from the left armpit to the rear stabbed a blow, and then withdrew the sword, and the sword was closed to the right side of the person turned a small 45-degree angle, just with his back to the front and swooped down from the top, and is now adjusting his posture to prepare for the mutant hellfire bird to rise again, the tip of the sword is only two inches away from this bird, and it is another stab.

When he had put his sword back into its sheath, the three birds fell to the ground and struggled with their fluttering and fluttering.

It's not dead, and there is no major injury, but it is a point on the trachea of their neck, which makes it difficult for them to breathe, thinking that they are critically hit, and they are frightened, but the trachea is injured, and they can't scream, and they can't move vigorously.

The madman was reluctant to die with such a good sparring partner, and he drew his sword around the three birds, and the sword did not leave their golden neck feathers, and he still had the leisure to count, and stabbed out a total of one hundred and eight swords, which happened to clear the three circles of golden feathers of the three birds.

He knew that these three rings of feathers meant a lot to the mutated hellfire birds, not only as a symbol of status, but also as a natural thing for them to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

This can be guessed from the fact that the inner armor on his body can slowly and automatically absorb spiritual energy to nourish his body, so he collects as much as he wants from these feathers, and it is by no means too much, but this mutated hellfire bird can't be killed, otherwise other mutated hellfire birds won't dare to come over.

Sure enough, when the other mutated hellfire birds saw that this hateful human actually insulted the noble descendant of the Golden Crow, they all released their halos, hey, a little progress.

Qin Chong could have cleaned them up with one punch, but he didn't kill them with a single punch, he picked up his toes, and the three birds on the ground were involuntarily kicked in front of him, and then he slapped them one by one with his scabbard like playing baseball.

In the midst of the whistling, the three birds that were unable to move were photographed to the ground, and then the madman went up and stabbed and stabbed, and the result was that he had harvested an extra hundred and eight golden feathers.

As for the bones and claws of the mutated hellfire bird, Qin Chong couldn't look at it now, except for reinforcing the black sword with some and making a scabbard, everything else was discarded.

The reason is that he is now useless to smelt the things on the mutant Hellfire Bird, and it is saturated, and if he wants to continue refining, he must have better materials.

Further up, it is the grade of the flying centipede, and it is still out of stock for the time being. Let's talk about it when we have a chance.

The rest of the Zerg scattered in an uproar, rushed up in a chaotic manner, and flew all over the sky, Qin Chong was overjoyed, and automatically entered the neurotic mode, and began the marathon cultivation of the words in his mouth and the air in his hands.

The ironwing insects are also very interesting, they were brought by the mutated hellfirebird, and now the mutated hellfirebird is lying on the ground, and they can only act on instinct without high-ranking cadres to tell them what to do.

Here he exerted the nature of the insect "one is not afraid of hardship, and the other is not afraid of death", grinding for nearly an hour, and he was the last one to be the sparring partner, which moved Qin Zhong so much, but he was in a good mood, and with a wave of his hand, he would not open the killing ring this time, and he would practice stabbing and control at the same time.

At this point, Qin Chong's tattooing technique can barely be regarded as an entry-level in his opinion, and there is still a long way to go if he wants to be amazing, but now that the sparring partner is gone, let's go first.

He walked in style, just as he came quietly, not taking a single life with him, leaving only half-dead cripples all over the ground!

……

However, the group of red-eyed mutant wild dogs behind him did not have such a broad mind as him, and these creatures that had already salivated to the ground swarmed up, and they couldn't wait to split the corpses of a few hellfire birds first, and the mutant creatures would also upgrade if they ate creatures that were higher than themselves.

But usually they become the mouth of the insects, that opportunity to come, now in just a few days, they have eaten a luxurious life that they have never experienced, not only upgraded, but also with a sharp increase in combat power, and the amount of food has increased greatly.

At this time, seeing the Hellfire Bird that the fluffy phoenix is not as good as the chicken, there is a reason that it is not a big piece, and the six Hellfire Birds are belly, and there are four wild dogs on the spot that mutate again.

In this sense, Qin Chong can be regarded as making a great contribution to the local ecology.

The mutation of a creature itself is a form of evolution, and the first mutation is mainly manifested in the body and habits, and the creature will become bloody and violent. After the secondary mutation, the intelligence of the creatures will also increase greatly while the body evolves.

Dogs are creatures that have a high level of intelligence, and they can generally reach the IQ of humans around 5 years old when they become adults, and those who have been trained can even reach the IQ of humans at the age of 7 or 8 years old.

At this time, a tall, dirty fur, indistinguishable color of the big dog suddenly roared in pain, two hideous heads suddenly stretched out from both ends of the neck, the hair all over the body fell like rain, and in a moment a new hair grew, it turned out to be a snow-white color, the body continued to expand, the whole process lasted nearly five minutes, and the last lion-sized three-headed snow-white dog appeared in front of the dogs.

All the wild dogs prostrate on the ground to welcome the birth of their king.

It's just that this big dog obviously has no interest in the dog pack, his feelings for humans are deeper than those of his kind, he shook his body, disdainful of taking a look at the many of his kind, and chased in the direction where Qin Chong left.

The dogs, who had been stunned on the ground for a long time, followed their king from a distance.

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“…… Dugu Jiujian's 'Breaking Arrow Style' hit thousands of hidden weapons, thousands of points, there was a difference in order, but the sword was too fast, as if it was issued at the same time. The sword had to be stabbed in every way, and only a slight miss was the enemy's hidden weapon that shot him. He used the "Broken Arrow Style", the tip of the sword trembled, and pointed at the eyes of the fifteen people. I only heard the screams endlessly, followed by jingling, choking, ping-pong, and all kinds of blades fell to the ground. The thirty eyes of the fifteen masked guests were all stabbed in an instant by the swift and incoherent technique" ———— from Qin Chong's memory of "Smiling Proud Jianghu".

Every Chinese teenager has a martial arts dream in his heart, and this dream is especially strong for Qin Chong, who has been bullied in the work-study society for a long time.

Martial arts novels can be said to be fairy tales that accompanied him growing up, and then he inadvertently remembered the description of thorns in this book.

It turns out that it is really the most basic "thorn" to be able to stab thousands of points at the same time, and it is really far away, and he can only stab fifty swords in an instant, and he is really not the kind of martial arts wizard who is rare to see in thousands of years.

But ordinary people are not afraid of one, you don't see it, Golden Dao Guo Daxia may be even more stupid than ordinary people, but Le can make up for it, as long as I redouble my efforts, there will always be a successful day.

Now, let's start with the thorn standard. Now Qin Chong's martial arts are not good, but his heart is still very high, and his requirements for himself are all on par with the top masters.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh, even if all the martial arts masters of the past and present come back here, hearing this confession, I'm afraid I will only vomit blood.

At the same time, it can stab out thousands of points, which is a great master in the martial arts of that era, okay, how did you get here, it's just a beginner.

I have to say that it is terrible to have no culture (here specifically refers to the culture in martial arts)!

You are a three-nil boy who has no Master, no cheats, and no adventures (the kind of adventures that increase your strength for decades), and you can practice to the level of fifty sword stabs at the same time in just a few days, which is worth more than five years of kung fu for a disciple of a famous sect.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that he has basically cultivated to the realm of nearly ninety levels of Hui Yuan, and at the same time has mastered the True Yuan combined with muscle control.

This qualification is a natural swordsman material, you are still ignorant, and you are really ignorant and fearless.

The dense drill worms shrouded Qin Chong like a dark cloud, shooting like bullets, hitting Qin Chong so badly that he couldn't take care of his head and stomach, but fortunately, he was wearing the inner armor refined by the feathers of the mutated hellfire bird, and he was not injured.

But it wasn't good, and it hurt all over my body.

It's too old, you said we slept well, you a human race sneaked into our camp of heartworms, and you also held a long black needle, and stabbed when you caught it, this is not a madness.

It's just that I haven't been stabbed to death, how can you mess with us after you tell us to drill hearts worms, really when we are vegetarians, brothers, do him!

This is just like England playing a referendum, let's play big, let's get rid of it, and the heartworms are going berserk en masse.

I top, I stab, I stab, I stabbed and stabbed, I stabbed and stabbed, not fast enough, not fast enough, a little faster, a little faster!