No. 741, he's a devil!

Sweat and blood mixed together, turning into a pungent smell that even Fang Yan himself could not accept.

The smell is so strong and long-lasting that it's hard to hide from hunting dogs and white eagles.

All the disguises and traps that Fang Yan had done before had all disappeared, and the major gods and sacrifices who had received requests for support were gathering towards this side on a large scale.

They were surrounded in all directions according to the satellite positioning system, and they were constantly compressing the space that Fang Yan could exert his activities - when the space became smaller and smaller, and Fang Yan had no place to hide and detour, there was only one life waiting for him.

Or even more horrific and cruel than death: capture.

The fight is fierce!

The gun in Fang Yan's hand had already run out of bullets, and there was no magazine that could be replaced, so he could only be thrown out as a heavy weapon to smash people-

A master of his level, falling leaves and flying flowers can hurt people, let alone such a heavy iron weapon.

So, when he smashed the head of a divine servant with that empty gun, causing the other to fall to the ground with blood on his face, his body had already burrowed into a dense bush of wild plantains.

"He's a devil, kill this devil—"

"Asking for help, he ran into the plantain grove and now reports the latitude-"

"Spread out, be careful of his sneak attack-"--

This squad originally had more than twenty people, but in the process of chasing Fang Yan all the way, Fang Yan found an opportunity to kill more than a dozen people. They now have a team of about ten people, waiting for support, and those gods and priests will also know their movements at this time according to the satellite positioning system on their bodies. In addition, they also have to beware of being annihilated by Fang Yan's counterattack.

They are not afraid of death, they have already given their lives and a qiē to the gods, but they do not want to die at the hands of the devil.

Fang Yan used his clever skills and fierce killing methods to gain their recognition, and became the 'devil' in their mouths.

The sky was getting darker, the air was getting thicker, and it was no longer fresh oxygen that was breathing, but a warm, unidentified object like a plaster cast.

It's going to rain!

"Let's make it rain." Fang Yan thought in his heart.

His physique can adapt to work in any environment, but he really doesn't like the suffocating feeling of fighting for his life in a huge, damp cobweb that is difficult to break free from.

The plantain trees are tall and dense, and the large leaves are blocked one after another, obstructing the view of those who come after them.

The group of divine servants rushed in and found that Fang Yan had lost his trace.

The commander made a gesture to make everyone vigilant, and then divided the remaining team members into three groups, he led one group to walk the center line, and the other two groups walked towards the deeper place in a fan-shaped encirclement on the left and right flanks.

Whoosh -

A multi-meter-long and colorful viper swooped down from the top of the plantain tree and pounced on the commander who was at the front.

It opened its small, pointed mouth, and its long, slender fangs bit down on the commander's neck—

Boom -

A flash of red light flashed.

The commander held a gun in one hand and a three# prismatic thorn in the other. When the snake pounced, he felt out the thorn and cut off the snake's head with a knife.

For people like them, such monsters really have little deterrent effect on them.

Snake blood spurted wildly, and he loved the thrill of shaving off his target's head cleanly - even better if it had cut off the heads of the two men in black.

Just as he was praising himself in his heart, the crisis came.

Fang Yan, who had already disappeared, appeared, he jumped up from the pit covered with dead leaves, crawling on the ground like a huge lizard, and the dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely at the lower three paths of those divine servants.

Whoosh -

Whoosh -

Whoosh -

He stabbed him three times, and the three servants rolled on the ground clutching.

The three men lost the joy of being a man and were castrated by him.

Bang Bang Bang -

Dense bullets flew and hit Fang Yan's body that was rolling on the ground.

Fang Yan rolled twice on the ground, and his body disappeared from their eyes again.

"He's a damn devil—" they cursed angrily.

Fang Yan's speed was too fast, unbelievably fast.

By the time they spotted him, he had already rushed in front of them and was killing them. As they raised their guns and prepared to fight back, he disappeared again.

This is not an opponent of the division at all.

Before the arrival of those black-robed gods and red-robed high priests, these servants were just a group of poor cannon fodder used to contain the enemy.

Just as these divine servants were shouting and shouting to catch up, Fang Yan killed another horse pistol.

Boom -

He threw the dagger in his hand and stuck it in the throat of a servant. Before the servant could fall to the ground with his throat clutched, he flashed past him, pulled the dagger back from his throat, and stabbed it into the chest of the other servant.

Fang Yan had to get rid of all these people. He knew they were carrying tracking devices, and he didn't want them to follow him like a pack of wild dogs.

The battle became fierce again.

Gongsun Qi was lying in a hidden tree hole, chewing a ripe wild plantain quickly in his mouth.

He didn't immediately run away and break out in the direction Fang Yan left, but found a more hidden tree hole nearby to hide.

Now is the time when the gods of the Millennium Palace will search the divine servants intensively, and his physical condition is not optimistic, if he encounters that kind of scene of seven to one again, he will not be able to hold on at all-

Of course, even if he met one or two god generals, his situation was not optimistic. It's just that he won't admit it.

The injury to the armpit was severe, not only the flesh but also the bones.

Although he used a genetic agent with remarkable effect to heal the wound, this was only a superficial repair, and the internal injury still could not be improved, and it would take a long recovery process.

You can't use force, you can't use your breath, there is a strong enemy in front, there are pursuers in the back, in such a dangerous primitive old forest, there are not many options that can be given to him-

"Am I going to die?" Gongsun Qi's heart suddenly had such a thought.

"Bah, bah, bah-" Gongsun Qi quickly drove out this unlucky idea.

How could he die? He is the apprentice of Shenlong's hard work, he is a genius, he is wise and martial, he has not yet reached the peak of his life - how could he die?

Before he came out on a mission, he never thought of the word 'death'. Because he felt that kind of thing was very far away from him.

The world is so big, who can kill him?

But now he has to face the tragic and poignant question of whether he could be killed.

In this strange primitive old forest with no humanity but killing, he was helpless and seriously injured, and his only teammate - thinking of Fang Yan, Gongsun Qi hated it so much. This bastard, he just abandoned his comrades and ran away on his own?

"It's okay to die in battle this time, if you go back, you must sue him-" Gongsun Qi made such a decision in his heart.

He soon overturned that idea. If he sued after he went back, saying that Fang Yan ruthlessly abandoned his teammates, wouldn't that be admitting to the people above that he was inferior to Fang Yan, and that he had to rely on Fang Yan's help to come back when he was on a mission?

This can't be done, the proud Gongsun Qi will not accept the fact that he is inferior to Fang Yan.

"I will definitely not come out with Fang Yan on a mission in the future-" He thought to himself. Moreover, he shouldn't have come out with Fang Yan to carry out the mission in the first place. The two of them were mortal enemies by nature, his master had seriously injured his brother, and he hated both master and himself in his heart - how could he help himself? It is already considered merciful that he did not cut himself to death with a knife when they met just now.

"Could it be that he thought that his current situation was certain to die, so he didn't kill someone—he thought that he would never be able to break out—" Anyway, sitting here is fine, Gongsun Qi developed his brain and thought wildly.

There were some things he had to think about, and some things he had to guard against.

If Fang Yan really wanted to take this opportunity to kill people and avenge his senior brother, Gongsun Qi really had no way to take him - Fang Yan didn't need to do anything, he only needed to lure a few gods to his hiding place.

Thinking of this possibility, he quickly glanced out of the tree hole.

It didn't matter if he glanced at it like this, he really saw two men in black robes walking towards him.

They may have spotted their whereabouts, and were creeping around this side, trying to catch them off guard.

Their black boots stepped on the grass without making any sound. Even the lightest rabbits make a louder noise than they do.

Gongsun Qi threw away the banana peel in his hand and clenched the long sword that was placed aside.

He is a disciple of the Divine Dragon, and even if he dies, he must die in battle.

With that in mind, he slammed out of the hollow with his sword and ran towards the woods on his left.

The two gods found that the target had escaped, and they no longer deliberately concealed their whereabouts, and as soon as the black robe vibrate, they chased towards Gongsun Qi.

The two of them flanked left and right, one with a long knife and the other with a trident, forming a wonderful killing game that was difficult to guard against.

Gongsun Qi sensed the danger, and rushed a few steps towards a big tree more than a meter wide.

His body rushed up to the trunk of the tree, and then ran straight for the top of the tree.

The black-robed god will be in hot pursuit, and the two of them will still attack Gongsun Qi in a bag posture on the left and right.

When Gongsun Qi was about to run to the top of the tree, his body jumped forward.

Riding the wind and sword, like an immortal.