Chapter 672: The Hunter
When the cyan light released by the cyan scepter fell into the jungle, the scene in the jungle appeared very clearly in Wang Ping's mind, and the figures of dozens of hunters hiding in the jungle also appeared clearly in his mind.
"Big brother, there are thirty-six hunters in the jungle, and we are the first to attack? Or do you want to warn them and drive them away? After Wang Ping detected the hunter in the jungle, he immediately asked Wang Jie.
"Let's warn him first and expel him away!" Wang Jie said softly, and then shouted loudly to the thirty-six hunters in ambush in the jungle: "Listen to the people in the jungle, leave the jungle quickly, otherwise, we will attack." ”
As soon as Wang Jie's voice fell, the faces of the thirty-six hunters in the jungle immediately changed, and then under the reassuring command of a big man with a full face, they all stood up from the ambush with a cruel smile, took out a crossbow from their arms, and shot towards Wang Jie and others.
Just when dozens of sharp black crossbow arrows, with the whistling wind and faint cold light, were about to fall on Wang Jie and the others, they saw the white scepter in Li Yan's hand release a faint white light, and a huge ice shield one foot thick, five meters high, ten meters wide, and crystal clear appeared in front of Wang Jie and the others.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The crisp sound sounded in the canyon continuously, and the sharp black crossbow arrows slammed into the huge ice shield, making a crisp sound, stirring up pieces of crystal clear ice chips, and falling to the ground weakly.
At the same time, the cyan scepter in Wang Ping's hand released a large amount of cyan light, and shrouded towards the sixteen hunters who were ambushed in the jungle.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Hua and Li Yan, who were already ready, also unleashed scorching rockets and ice arrows with a hint of chill to attack, shooting towards the thirty-six hunters in the vine cage.
In the face of the fierce attack of Wang Ping, Wang Hua, and Li Yan, the thirty-six hunters who were ambushed in the jungle roared angrily, threw away the crossbow in their hands, pulled out the sharp weapons on their bodies, and slashed at the vine cage where they were trapped, hoping to cut off the vines in the shortest possible time and get out of the cage.
With the sound of clicking, it continued to sound in the jungle, and ten hunters at the level of a fourth-order great martial artist successfully used the sharp weapons in their hands to cut off the vines and get out of trouble, killing towards Wang Jie and the others with a fierce face.
The other twenty-six hunters below the fourth order were very unfortunate to be hit by Wang Hua's scorching rocket, Li Yan's ice arrow with a slight chill hit the vital point, let out a terrible scream, and fell into the jungle with an unwilling face, becoming a cold corpse, food for demonic beasts, and nourishment for jungle trees.
Looking at the ten fourth-order great martial artist-level hunters who rushed towards him and others with fierce faces, Wang Jie and Li Ling did not take the initiative to meet them, but carried the long sword in their hands and quietly guarded in front of Wang Hua, Li Yan, and Wang Ping, protecting the safety of the three of them, so that they could use their skills with peace of mind and carry out long-range attacks.
The red scepter in Wang Hua's hand, with the input of the fire source power in his body, released a faint red light, and bucket-sized fireballs appeared out of thin air, and then were compressed into marble-sized fire bullets, with a whistling wind and scorching breath, shooting towards the bodies of the ten hunters.
Feeling the distance energy fluctuations coming from the marble-sized fire bullets, the faces of the ten hunters who were charging couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and they didn't dare to use the weapons in their hands to catch the fire bullets, but hurriedly used their skills to flexibly dodge the attacks of the fire bombs, and rushed towards Wang Hua and the others at an unabated speed.
As soon as the ten fourth-order hunters dodged the attack of the fire bullets, they saw the grass under their feet growing wildly, quickly turning into tough cyan vines, along the soles of their feet, quickly winding towards their bodies, causing their charging speed to be greatly reduced, and their bodies involuntarily slammed.
At this moment, the fire bomb released by Wang Hua, with a scorching breath and whistling wind, slammed into the bodies of the ten hunters, leaving a burning wound on their bodies, constantly stimulating their nerves.
Feeling the sharp pain caused by the fire bomb falling on their bodies, the ten hunters immediately roared angrily, the spiritual power in their bodies worked rapidly, and the sharp weapons in their hands danced wildly, and the cyan vines that entwined them were instantly cut into pieces, unable to continue to restrain their movements.
After freeing himself from the attack of the cyan vines, one of the ten hunters, a large man with a sturdy physique and a fleshy face, immediately roared angrily: "Pony, kill the little bitch in the cyan robe, lest it affect the actions of the brothers and put them in danger." ”
As soon as the big man's voice fell, he saw a young man with a thin body and a pale and bloodless face, take out a small military crossbow from his arms, and with a cruel smile on his face, he pulled the trigger in the direction of Wang Ping.
"Whew! Laugh at! Laugh at! After a few crisp sounds, more than a dozen black crossbow arrows with a slight chill, with the sound of whistling wind, shot towards Wang Ping's body like lightning.
Just when more than a dozen black crossbow arrows appeared not far from Wang Ping and were about to fall on him, the long swords in the hands of Wang Jie and Li Ling danced lightly, and fierce sword light shot out from the long sword, forming a dense protective net to protect Wang Ping and knock down more than a dozen black crossbow arrows to the ground.
After knocking down all the dozen black crossbow arrows to the ground, the long swords in Wang Jie and Li Ling's hands stopped dancing, their eyes released a cold cold light, and they quietly stared at the ten hunters a hundred meters away.
At this time, the thin young man who shot the black crossbow arrow couldn't help but show a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and whispered to himself: "It's almost time, that chick should also fall!" ”
Just when the thin young man was whispering to himself, Zhao Hu, who was standing beside Wang Ping, saw a small black silver needle, which shot towards Wang Ping's body like lightning, and couldn't help but tighten his heart, and shouted loudly: "Be careful!" At the same time, he kicked the ground with both feet, throwing Wang Ping to the ground, dodging the attack of the black silver needle.
"Brother Zhao, you scratched me." Wang Ping, who was thrown to the ground, whispered with a shy face.
Hearing Wang Ping's reminder, Zhao Hu noticed that he was pressing on his soft body, and his hands were even more tightly gripping his hands, making him unable to move.
At the same time, his cheeks were only a finger away from his crimson face, and the virgin fragrance emanating from his body constantly stimulated Zhao Hu's desire, making him unconsciously kiss him on the face.
After Zhao Hu kissed Wang Ping, Wang Ping's face was blushing, his heart was shocked, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he pushed Zhao Hu away from his body at once, quickly stood up, and glared at him fiercely, before he raised the cyan scepter in his hand and used the wood technique to help Wang Hua deal with the ten third-order hunters.
Zhao Hu, who was pushed away by Wang Ping, quickly stood up, walked to Wang Ping's side and whispered: "I'm sorry, you are so beautiful, I couldn't hold back for a while, please forgive me once!" ”
Hearing Zhao Hu praise himself and say that he was beautiful, Wang Ping's heart couldn't help but be happy, since she was a child, she and her brother and sister-in-law have followed her master to practice, and few people say that they are beautiful.
So, Wang Ping, who didn't mean to blame Zhao Hu in the first place, was just a girl's unique shyness, so it was difficult for him to forgive Zhao Hu, so he hesitated for a moment and said: "If you can kill all ten hunters, I will forgive you for your reckless behavior just now." ”
After finishing speaking, Wang Ping no longer paid attention to Zhao Hu and concentrated on using his wood skills to help Wang Hua deal with the ten fourth-order hunters.
When Wang Ping got up from the ground and joined forces with Wang Hua to attack the ten hunters from a distance, Li Yan, who was wearing a white robe and raising the white scepter in his hand, was constantly brewing moves, suddenly snorted coldly: "Ice Dragon!" ”
As soon as Li Yan's voice fell, he saw countless ice source powers, extracted from the surrounding spiritual power, gathered in front of him, and quickly formed a five-meter-long ice dragon, let out an excited dragon roar, and turned into a white afterimage, rushing towards the ten hunters fifty meters away.
Looking at a five-meter-long, snow-white, ice-clear ice dragon, stretching out two sharp dragon claws, grabbing towards his body, the young man with a thin body and a pale face and bloodless hurriedly jumped to the side, flexibly dodging the ice dragon's dragon claw attack.
Unfortunately, what the thin young man didn't expect was that as soon as he jumped up and dodged the ice dragon's blow, he was entangled in the tough cyan vines, unable to move, and could only swing the sharp weapon in his hand, quickly slashing towards the tough cyan vines.
Just as the emaciated young man waved the sharp weapon in his hand and frantically slashed towards the cyan vines, a spear more than a meter long and glowing with faint black light appeared in front of him like lightning, passed through its chest, and took its body with it and shot backwards, nailed to a towering tree.
"The first." After casting the Dark Spear skill and killing a hunter, Zhao Hu whispered to Wang Ping.