With a person who has not recovered from a serious injury, no matter how good the skills of the three leaders are, he will not be able to run fast, because the person who is seriously injured first will not be able to withstand the bumps.

And they only left in the afternoon, less than ten hours ago, and they can't go there.

It is advisable to chase the poor and brave, not to sell the name of the overlord, there will be trouble if the snake does not die, Xing Xiaotian will not give them a chance to take revenge again, after a short rest, he led the crowd back to the Black Rock tribe, almost without stopping for a moment, he ordered someone to carry fresh water and dry food onto the Shaloman pack ox, and then ordered someone to unload the armor and sort out the equipment, vowing to kill all the enemies who committed in the future.

People are not ruthless, they cannot stand firmly, and kindness to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself.

The orcs who had already opened the killing ring didn't think there was anything wrong with Xing Xiaotian's order at all, and they all got busy, and finally Xing Xiaotian took away eight Sharoman pack oxen, twenty kobold warriors and fifty Fox people armed with crossbow arrows, and then chased all the way down the other party's footsteps.

The Saloman pack oxen was not fast, but it was better than the endurance and the weight-bearing capacity was also very strong, and the group roared away in the moonlight.

Xing Xiaotian didn't know what medicine they had used to hide the kobold's nose before, but this medicine was obviously not endless, not to mention the unique footprints of the desert monitor lizard to track, with the kobold who was good at tracking the way ahead, Xing Xiaotian could completely lean on the back of the Shaloman pack ox and pretend to sleep.

The whole night was spent in this boring chase, and this night also allowed Xing Xiaotian to see the vastness and desolation of the gravel wasteland, compared to the black rock tribe surrounded by green land and clear water, the scenery in his eyes was simply desolate and terrifying.

This chase is two nights and one day. In the early morning of the third day, Xing Xiaotian finally saw the two figures fleeing in a hurry. Two desert monitor lizards took huge duck steps and fled as fast as they could.

Xing Xiaotian stopped the kobold who wanted to catch up. Instead, he said unhurriedly: "Let them run, I see where they can run?" ”

The desert monitor lizard is very suitable for this kind of mount, but compared with the Saroman pack ox, it is better at short-distance sprints rather than long-distance travel, whenever Xing Xiaotian's pursuers approach, the two desert monitor lizards in front of them will quickly flee, leaving Xing Xiaotian and the others far behind, but it won't be long before Xing Xiaotian will lead the crowd to catch up.

Again and again, the body of the desert monitor lizard was finally exhausted. No matter how much the people on the back of the monitor lizard whipped and snored, the desert monitor lizard could only take heavy steps with a rough panting, and could no longer escape.

At this time, the white-robed man's body no longer saw the demeanor of the past, his pale face was covered with sweat and mud, and the snow-white gloves had long been soaked out of pieces of sweat and wind and sand. The Brotherhood will avenge you! ”

With that, he brushed away the hand that the eldest brother had grabbed. Picking up a bag of fresh water, he turned over and jumped off the monitor lizard, and ran forward without looking back.

More than ten minutes later, Xing Xiaotian brought people to the two desert monitor lizards, and the kobolds who arrived first had already formed a circle. Surround the two desert monitor lizards.

As if he knew that he was not spared, the leading brother simply put his two-handed sword across his neck. Then he stared at Xing Xiaotian who was strolling and pacing without blinking, and looked at the sniper rifle that was raised again in Xing Xiaotian. The eldest brother in the lead smiled weirdly: "No one killed me!" ”

As soon as the words landed, his hands dragged down violently. A spray of blood sprayed out directly from his neck, looking at the figure of the heavy fallen monitor lizard, Xing Xiaotian put away the sniper rifle with a "bang", and then ordered without blinking: "Leave two people to guard these two big lizards, and the others continue to chase me." ”

As the leading big brother of the black-clothed assassin, there is no need to guess what strength this person is, compared to the black-clothed assassin, he is definitely only strong and not weak!

If it weren't for Xing Xiaotian shooting him at the beginning, I'm afraid that what was waiting for Xing Xiaotian would be a vicious battle, and at least it wouldn't be so easy to win.

This is the power of modern sniper rifles, no matter how big your ability is, the flight of the bullet is much faster than the sound of the gun, and you have already been shot before you hear the gunshot, no matter how big the ability is, no matter how strong the strength is, it is useless, just like this leading brother, is not succumbing to death under the gun of Xing Xiaotian?

As for the white-robed man who lost his mount, Xing Xiaotian really didn't think he could run there, but in order to prevent the fear from changing, Xing Xiaotian still ordered the Fox people who were following him: "You guys kill it now, remember not to get close, just let me drag him from a distance." ”

"Yes!"

Under Xing Xiaotian's order, the Fox people around him came out directly, lined up in a goose stack, and directly copied it.

When Xing Xiaotian arrived at the white-robed man's side, he had already inserted four or five crossbow arrows in his body, still resisting stubbornly, his weapon was a whip wrapped around his forearm, and the heavy whip shadow was almost to the point where it was difficult for the naked eye to see, if it weren't for this, he would have become a hedgehog at this time.

While resisting, the white-robed man shouted unwillingly: "What kind of hero is it that only puts dark arrows, you have the ability to fight with me with real swords and guns, and grandpa won't blame you even if he dies." ”

Orcs are a nation that extremely admires force, if they were changed to other races here, I am afraid they would have stopped long ago, but what he met was the Fox people, a wandering people of prostitutes (prostitutes) and thieves, under the indoctrination of Xing Xiaotian, these people only know how to win, and they don't care about glory at all, anyway, their glory has long been thrown into the stinky ditch, and now they just need to complete the orders given by their masters.

However, the kobold's sideways gaze made Xing Xiaotian's heart rise to another thought, how could a leader without prestige rule two tribes? What's more, he has awakened his fighting spirit and talent, and the other party has been injured, so when will he not stand up his prestige at this time?

"Stop--"

With Xing Xiaotian's loud shout, the dense rain of arrows finally stopped, revealing the figure shrouded by the heavy whip shadow.

Looking at the enemy who was constantly panting, Xing Xiaotian had a few more chances of winning in his heart, and immediately turned over and jumped off the broad back of the Saloman pack ox, slowly stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "You want a fair duel? I'll give you a chance! After that, he threw down the sniper rifle and walked quickly towards the other party's figure, which was very slow at first, but as the distance between the two sides approached, Xing Xiaotian walked faster and faster, and finally suddenly added, rushing towards the other party like a swift cheetah.

"Smack-"

With a crisp whip, a black shadow was also drawn to Xing Xiaotian's cheek like a poisonous snake, almost at the same time, Xing Xiaotian also turned on the "Swift Shadow Time", and in an instant, the vague whip shadow became a "soft snake" that was slowly pumped over, and the lion and the rabbit would also do his best, at this time, Xing Xiaotian naturally could not show mercy, and rushed towards the white-robed young man with all his might, and the anti-Japanese war knife in his hand brought a touch of shining cold.

The white-robed young man's eyes widened as he watched the sparkling blade sweep by, as if it had been born from a distant sky, with dead silence and desolation, eclipsing the entire space.

Five seconds passed in a blink of an eye, and when Xing Xiaotian put the knife back into its sheath, he had already swapped places with the white-robed young man, and the two sides stood with their backs to each other.

Xing Xiaotian stood proudly, the breeze brought his tips, looking at the endless white clouds in the sky, his heart was full of pride, it turned out that this was the feeling of controlling life and death, he had never felt so comfortable.

A line of blood spread rapidly across the neck of the white-robed youth, freezing his consternation.

"Good...... Fast... ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his head slipped silently from his neck, and fell to the ground with a splash of blood, and the blood that spurted out of his broken neck was like a blood-colored firework, which lasted for a long time before he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Roar~~~~"

"Roaring ~~~~~"

All the orcs cheered, that was the respect for the strong, and it was also the worship of the supreme punishment of the little heaven! (To be continued!)

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