The Giant King heard the scream and turned his head in astonishment. I saw a middle-aged man in his forties raise the sword in his hand high, and tried his best to shatter his golden armor, and slashed it where his calf was exposed, and the tip of the sword was filled with flames, and a sword was embedded in the calf bone of the giant king.

He forcibly used the power of the earth, tensed his calf muscles in severe pain, and clamped the sword to prevent him from entering again. But even so, Li Ruhu's sword is already three points into the bone.

The Giant King roared sharply, and when he raised his big axe, he was about to kill Li Ruhu with an axe. Li Ruhu's face was pale, but he didn't intend to dodge, he hissed and roared, trying his best, and letting the sword go deeper again.

The Giant King already had the heart of death, but why didn't Li Ruhu see his little nephew who he had cultivated with all his might being hacked to death by the people of the Giant Mercenary Group.

He only has two goals left in life, one is to keep his brothers alive, and the other is to die to bite a piece of meat from the giant. And now, with the opportunity in front of him, how can he waste it?

Of course, in Lu Feng'er's eyes, the Giant King's intentions were clear. When the Giant King raised the big axe, Lu Feng'er had already moved.

Without hesitation, he took a big step out, quickly activated the power of fire, and at this moment, he slashed at the wrist of the giant king's raised arm.

The blade of the sword drew a crimson half-moon arc.

Blood spurted out in an instant, and the Giant King's palm lost its support, and the huge axe fell heavily at Li Ruhu's feet, making a heart-shattering loud noise.

And the Giant King's eyes were blood-red, and the earthy yellow light surging from his arm, which had no palm, slammed heavily on Li Ruhu's face.

Li Ruhu was blasted out more than 20 meters away with a punch like a rag bag, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, spraying all over his body.

He fell to the ground with a muffled thud. His chest was holding his breath from the violent concussion, and his face turned red.

But then, he gasped for air. Although he looked embarrassed like a dying person, there was a kind of happiness on his face for the rest of his life. He laughed, laughed out loud, and finally went crazy and laughed out loud, hard for himself.

The Giant King howled in pain, his body twitched uncontrollably, Lu Feng'er endured the feeling of weakness in his body, lifted his sword, put it on the neck of the Giant King, and sent it with all his might.

The Giant King stopped howling on the spot, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he held Lu Feng'er's sword tightly, and his legs flicked twice before he slowly stopped moving.

Seeing this, Lu Feng'er's heart was relieved, and a feeling of dizziness suddenly came from his mind, which made his body unstable and almost fell to the ground. But he braced himself on, holding the sword in his hand tightly, half leaning against the corpse of the Giant King.

The purple-haired young man howled sharply, grabbed the long sword on the side and screamed and rushed towards Lu Feng'er. It's a pity that he didn't rush out a few steps, and a third-level martial artist in his forties kicked him in the abdomen, making him 'rub' back more than ten steps and fall on all fours.

Seeing the death of the Giant King, the members of the Giant Mercenary Regiment seemed to have lost their last support, and they disarmed and surrendered one after another, falling to their knees.

And the hidden killer who was inseparable from Wang Chong jumped back suddenly, dodging a heavy stab from Wang Chong. looked at Lu Feng'er, who had almost lost her combat effectiveness, her eyes flickered.

Just as he was about to perform the invisibility technique, the corner of his eye was somehow attracted by a black-robed man standing in the distance. The black-robed man stood with his hands on his hands, his face covered in black robes.

But the hidden killer faintly saw that there was a thunderbolt flickering on the face that could not be seen clearly.

He was shocked and slowly took three steps back, intending to flee immediately, but there was a pain like a pinprick behind him.

'Bastard!' I'm always the one who suffers!' he scolded in his heart. But scolding and scolding, the problem must be solved.

So, he pulled out an old, almost yellowed book from his chest and placed it carefully on the ground.

The pinprick-like feeling behind him disappeared in an instant, and he immediately jumped up from the ground, hid his figure, and left the place of right and wrong.

Seeing this, Wang Chong picked up the book from the ground, and the book still had the warmth on the body of the hidden kill, which made him sick for a while, it should be the origin of the hidden killing technique.

Wang Chong was excited, the so-called skills are not pressing, and the hidden killing only relied on this stealth technique to have a place in this forest of the strong.

'It's not as strong as me, like a little girl.' He said to himself. Although he was still young, he fought with him for a while, but he didn't realize that his combat experience was 108,000 miles away from hidden killing.

But the other aspects of the hidden killing really don't have much to offer. But even so, his strength is not below the leader of the mercenary group who is still a fourth-level martial artist.

Seeing that the general trend was gone, the purple-haired young master turned around and wanted to run, but suddenly bumped into the body of a middle-aged man, who had a fierce face.

If he had been in the past, he would have scoffed at him. And now......... He trembled and called out the name "wolf" that the middle-aged man in front of him had become famous....... Wolf King?!"

Hearing this title, Lu Feng'er was shocked, and turned her head to look at the wolf king. And the wolf king obviously noticed this, glanced at Lu Feng'er, and then turned his head to the purple-haired young master.

"Yo, young master, what are you doing in a hurry?" the middle-aged man known as the Wolf King grinned, his eyes full of coldness.

"No....... Not......... I beg the wolf king to spare my life!" the purple-haired young master fell to his knees with weak legs.

"Spare your life, but have you spared the lives of my brothers?" The wolf king suddenly bared his teeth and took a step forward with a murderous face, so frightened that the purple-haired young master fell to the ground, crying in a hurry, "No..... No....... We didn't kill it!"

Lu Feng'er heard the words of the Wolf King, and his heart jumped, but his face was still as usual, pretending not to know about it, and cautiously turned around, leaned against the corpse of the Giant King, and sat on the ground to rest.

He didn't have the strength to fight a rank 5 martial artist anymore.

"Isn't it, we know that drunkard?" the wolf king stared coldly at the purple-haired young master.

"Didn't the drunkard fall off the cliff?" the purple-haired young master was shocked. But as soon as the words were spoken, he immediately regretted it and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The corners of the wolf king's mouth flashed with a touch of hideousness, this kind of expression is very clear to the master, and when he kills, he uses this expression, "Don't you know very clearly?"

"No....... Don't ......." The purple-haired young master cried anxiously, but the wolf king's hand had an extra pair of steel claws at some point, and the other hand grabbed his throat and lifted him up.

The steel claws glowing with the cold light of the forest pointed at his chest, slowly sinking into his heart.

The purple-haired young master fluttered in mid-air, struggling, whimpering. But he couldn't even say a word, and his face was full of pain.

When the wolf king's steel claws twisted inside him a few times before pulling them out of his heart, and letting go of his other hand, he fell to the ground with a heavy blow, convulsed, and died in a few moments.

Then, the wolf king raised his head and looked at Lu Feng'er with cold eyes, Lu Feng'er was shocked and secretly tensed his body.

At this time, a masculine-looking middle-aged man appeared in front of Lu Feng'er, and hugged Lu Feng'er, and his voice was like a warm spring breeze....... Wang Xiaofeng, known as the god of wind. The man paused for a moment before speaking.

"In Xialu Feng'er, there is no name. Lu Feng'er raised her head and reported to the man in front of her.

"Hello, Lu Feng'er, I have a reluctant request. The man who claimed to be the god of wind hugged Lu Feng'er again.

"Say!" Lu Feng'er's crispness obviously made him unable to react at once.

He paused before he spoke, "The Giant King and I have also known each other for a long time, and this sentence is true, although it is not a good fate. With that, the man shrugged his shoulders.

"But after all, he is also a fifth-level martial artist who has been famous for a long time, although his behavior is despicable, but he can be regarded as a hero. So I think his body should not be trampled on wantonly, and should be treated with the respect it deserves. So I beg you to give me his body, so that I can bury him alive, but of course, if you don't want to, forget it. ”

Fengshen said solemnly to Lu Feng'er, as if he was a person on the same level as himself.

"Yes!" Lu Feng'er nodded. This Fengshen is also surprising, when Lu Feng'er first heard his name, it was because this guy was thrown out because he was dissatisfied with the tavern owner deliberately leaving a place for him, but he didn't expect that this guy seems to be quite reasonable now.

"Thank you!" said Anemo, holding out his right hand.

Lu Feng'er was surprised, and also stretched out her right hand to shake it with him.

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