Wang Teng said slowly, "When you retreat 500 miles, I'll go out ......" The leader of the men in black clenched his fists angrily and said sharply: "Wang Teng, you are so shameless. Wang Teng continued to smile: "It seems that you don't agree." If you don't agree, then I'm not going out. Either way, I can keep this mask. ”

The anger in the eyes of the man in black was clear at a glance, but there was nothing to be done, it seemed that the mask was not opened, and after the magic shield was successfully released, as long as the magician's magic was not exhausted, the shield would always exist, looking at the young and calm appearance in front of him, there was obviously no sign of magic. In fact, where did he know that Wang Teng's "Golden Light Divine Curse" could only last for half an hour, as long as he waited for half an hour, the mask would disappear, and the armor-piercing crossbow would follow, and Wang Teng would definitely be dead in the wilderness.

Wang Teng himself was also extremely anxious, and the "Golden Light Curse" could only last for half an hour, but the leader of the men in black resolutely gave up using the armor-piercing crossbow to continue to break the shield. Now each man in black still has at least three or four armor-piercing bows hanging from them. If they really continue to consume like this, it will be tragic when the mask disappears.

While seizing the time to regain Zhenyuan, Wang Teng angered the man in black and took the time to consider countermeasures. However, he still had a wicked smile on his face.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Wang Teng's god moved slightly. Wang Teng frowned, scared, not good, a master is coming.

Looking at the black-clothed people around him intently, the black-clothed people were not strange at all, Wang Teng wondered in his heart, is this another wave of enemies?

Just as Wang Teng speculated, a blood stain suddenly splattered on the mask, and Wang Teng looked at it, but saw a very strange scene. On Wang Teng's left side was a man in black, with blood spraying like a fountain on his neck, his face was full of incredulity, Wang Teng looked around, every man in black was panicked and indifferent, completely unaware of what was happening.

After a burst of blood, the head of the man in black fell off without warning, the bones rolled onto the mask, a burst of golden light flashed, and the bloodshot head was broken into pieces by the mask, and then the body of the man in black was pulled down with a "poof".

In this case, both sides of the confrontation stared in surprise. The head of the man in black pursed his lips and said, "Battle formation." According to the order, all the men in black immediately abandoned the encirclement and formed a circle one after the other.

All of them tensed up and broke out in a cold sweat, staring at them with wide eyes. There was a "poof" as a lotus splash, and the head of a man in black rolled down his neck again. The man in black standing on either side of the man turned pale with fright, and held the knife tightly in his hand.

Ye Wenhao and Yi Shuihan were also pale in shock, they had seen such a strange killing method before, they couldn't even see a human figure, and their heads flew away inexplicably. Ye Wenhao stammered: "Big... Bigger... Big ......" Wang Teng turned around and asked, "How big?" Ye Wenhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low voice, "Big brother, what's the matter?"

Wang Teng frowned and said, "I don't know either." My divine knowledge had at first grasped only a trace of it, but now it was completely imperceptible. Ye Wenhao wiped the cold sweat on his head and asked, "Big brother, is it an enemy or a friend?" Wang Teng said: "I'm not sure yet." ”

At this time, the eggs, milk and milk that had been lying quietly beside Wang Teng said, "I can see that it is~!" In this shocked circle, a cold sweat broke out behind all the people in Wang Teng.

Before all the Wang Teng people could ask the ball, they saw that the circle of the men in black had shrunk again. The eyes blinked, and three more heads flew. The man in black trembled at the strange attack. The leader of the men in black suddenly raised the question of quarrel. His body was bright and shiny. He shouted, "Who are you? You have the courage to fight openly." ”

"Big mouth. The cold voice came, Wang Teng didn't hear which direction the voice came from, and then saw the head of the leader of the man in black flying, the leader of the man in black was extremely strong, and the blood spurting from his neck went straight to his head for a distance before his head rolled to the ground.

The foot that spurted blood like sword qi was one meter high, and the two people around him were splashed with blood. Seeing that the leader could easily be killed, the man in black was afraid to shrink the circle any longer. At this time, all the people were unstable, and their hands were shaking with knives in their hands.

There were only seven or eight of the dozen men in black left. Two of them couldn't handle the pressure. They threw down their long knives and started running. As a result, they walked only a few steps, and their heads flew again, without any accidents. One of them rolled a few feet away from Wang Teng. The faces of the deceased were filled with panic and anxiety. His eyes were wide open, his white eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were clenching his lower lip. With such a sad look, Ya'er was so frightened that she hid in Wang Teng's arms, Ye Wenhao and Yi Shui Han calmed down, but the cold sweat on their foreheads told everyone that they were actually very nervous.

The whole camp, perhaps the most stable is Wang Teng and Powers, of course Powers is not afraid, but Wang Teng is afraid, if he is afraid, in case someone has malicious intentions, wouldn't they collectively confess here.

Therefore, Wang Teng is still hurrying to restore the real exchange rate of the renminbi. In a few moments, the men in black were all killed, and more than a dozen heads rolled to the ground. Headless corpses lined up in a neat row. The black clothes and the blood splattered out were like a blooming black chrysanthemum, carrying blood under the faint moonlight and light cover.

The whole scene is a bit weird. Those who were still alive also held their breath and clenched their fists. The atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Wang Teng opened his mouth to break the silence and said, "Can friends come to meet?" The words fell, and three figures slowly floated in front of everyone in a shadow a few feet away, and cold sweat broke out on Wang Teng's forehead. The three figures stood, slowly walked out of the shadows, walked towards all Wang Teng step by step, and walked to a place two or three feet away from the face, the three figures stood still, Wang Teng raised his eyes and looked up at these strange killers.

The same black outfit was more elaborate and chic than the previous dozen or so assassins. The clothes are embroidered with beautiful and intricate lavender thread patterns that cover almost every part of the garment. The head was also wrapped in a towel of the same material, and the face was covered with black cloth, and the black cloth was embroidered with strange ornate patterns, and the whole outfit looked seamless, revealing a different and strange beauty. Slender and well-fitting trousers, black leather boots, and boots each hung a dagger with a ring on the handle.

The middle fingers of the man in black moved slightly, and the two daggers quickly rushed into the hands of the man in black, half a meter long, and the two fingers completely painted the wide dagger black, however, the dagger had a hint of cold light, but it claimed to be sharp.

Seeing the man in black holding a weapon, Wang Teng hurriedly stood up, his heart moved, a dragon groan, "Cheng Ying" sword out of the sheath, suddenly the wind blew, and the distant mountain blew the sound of the leaves that had not yet been lost, and the towel ribbon wrapped around the head of the man in black was blown to a pop.

Wang Teng only held the "shadow" of the hilt of the sword without a body, and his whole body exuded the momentum of a Conan destroyer. These three black figures flashed obviously, and were stimulated by Wang Teng's momentum. Then a dark and cold murderous aura collided with Wang Teng's momentum from the depths of the underworld. Strangely, it was obviously three people, but Wang Teng felt that the murderous aura was emitted by one person.

"Cheng Ying" trembled slightly in Wang Teng's hand, Long Yinsheng. The wind blew on Wang Teng's forehead and even on the bun at the back of his head. In the blink of an eye, Wang Teng's long hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were like stars, his eyebrows were like clouds, and the whole person looked like a demon.

"No, he unleashed the power of heaven and earth. How is this possible?" said the man in black in the middle.

"Wow" As soon as he received the "golden spell", Wang Teng signaled with his hand and pushed Ye Wenhao and Han Xiao behind him, and Ya'er was also pulled behind by Wang Teng.

Wang Teng's long hair fluttered, and faint banners fluttered over his black warrior uniform. Suddenly, with a boost of momentum, Wang Teng's body popped out a little red light, and the red light slowly spread to his whole body, and after a while, Wang Teng's whole person was like being wrapped in a red mask.

The wind was still blowing, and there was a growing tendency for all the clothes to be blown apart, and Ya'er just pressed her hands hard against the hem of her long dress. As soon as Yi Shuihan raised his fingers, about to recite a magic spell, the wind swept up the hem of his robe, "pop", and the hem of the white robe slapped heavily on Yi Shuihan's mouth. Yi Shuihan's mouth suddenly became numb, and he couldn't understand the spell at all. When the wind blew, the guy patted the edge of his robe vigorously and wiped his lips vigorously.

All the people hiding behind Wang Teng were in a hurry. Wang Teng was in a bright mood at this time. This time, he showed the dragon clan's "Nine Yang Ascending Dragon Tactics".

"Jiuyang Barong~!" With a loud shout, Wang Teng pulled out his sword flower and took the lead in attacking. As soon as the words fell, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared, and the red of Wang Teng's whole person seemed to be smeared with molten mud again, and the heat emitted "whirring" evaporated the snow on the ground into white gas, and the scattered white gas would make the entire battlefield foggy. Several people behind Wang Teng quickly retreated. Thermal energy is irresistible to them.

The three men dressed in black looked at each other and soon formed a triangle. The two men in the back put their hands on the shoulders of the person in front. The person in front took a deep breath and said a few words in his mouth. His hand produced a strange handprint. He only heard a cold drink: "Ghost Claw~!"

A huge black paw about ten feet in size appeared. The black claws were wrapped in black smoke, which could be clearly seen under Wang Teng's red light. As soon as the black melon appeared, the wolf's brotherhood erupted, and the sharp howl was piercing.

As soon as Wang Teng's eyes lit up, "Jiuyang ascended to the Dragon Throne" shot out. A red dragon appeared from the tip of Wang Teng's sword, flames swirling in the air, accompanied by the sound of "whirring" wind. It was large, winding towards three men in black.

The men dressed in black drank so many times that their huge black claws touched the red dragon, and suddenly they were brilliant. The gas field created by the mobile collision is like a bomb exploding, quickly impacting objects around the battlefield. The tree next to the camp fell to the ground with a clatter. Not far away, the bushes were blown down by strong winds and were welcomed by the aura. Eventually, they stood up and disappeared. Within a 100-meter radius of the entire battlefield, the flowers, snow, and stones on the ground were shaved clean like a dehaired rooster.

At the center of the mobile collision is a swirling crater. At the very center of the crater is a black hole half a foot long. Half a circle later, the black hole bubbles and fills the crater half an hour later.

This face-to-face collision actually hit a well directly, and you can imagine what the impact would have if each side's respective actions had hit each other?

Seeing that his move was blocked by the other party, Wang Teng was not angry in his heart, the last move was just to test the strength of the other party, it seems that these three people not only have good killing ability, but also have good positive kung fu.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Teng gathered the power of heaven and earth again, the wind was blowing, and Yi Shuihan hurriedly reached out to get his robe.

Seeing that the young man on the opposite side seemed to be able to push again, the three black-faced men gave me a wry smile, and the three of them turned around, stood in a row, and pushed the golden mountain to pour the jade pillar for Wang Teng and knelt.