The members of the Sand Scorpion Squad never thought of surrendering. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The teenagers knew very well that even if they shared the information they knew, they would inevitably be killed by the two men in front of them in the end.

The origin of the two men is unknown, and it can only be vaguely perceived from their words that their intentions are related to the core commission of the challenge festival. The strength of the two of them is ridiculously high, not to mention that they are backed by an airship with good combat power, no matter how much the teenagers fight against them head-on, there is no way to resolve this situation.

At the same time as the previous team leader Sha Rumo provided information, the young man used a covert method to inform his companions around him, "Get ready, fight back." The team members responded to Sha Rumo's request without much hesitation, compared to their young lives, the glory of the hunter seemed too far away, not to mention that at the first moment of contact, it was these two strangers who made the first move. The emergency situation needs to be dealt with specially, and the teenagers are already secretly accumulating strength when the captain talks to the other party, just waiting for an order to make a final counterattack.

Just when Sha Rumo was telling the most critical information he knew, a bald man in the sand scorpion team who was still breathing for a second suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

"It's now!"

Zhuang Dusk was alarmed, reflexively picked up the war knife behind his back, and looked in the direction of the sturdy young man. At the moment when his attention shifted, the girl lying behind him took the lead in attacking, and threw the double knives in his hand at the back of Zhuang Dui's heart. There is no need to communicate with each other, and it is a tacit understanding that the six teenagers have cultivated by fighting together all year round. Feeling the sound of the wind breaking with the sharp blade behind his back, Zhuang Dui, who was squatting, had no way to turn back, so he quickly rolled forward on the spot, dodging the flying attack of the blade, and praised viciously in his mouth: "You dare to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Sha Minghai, who was paralyzed on the ground, pointed the mouth of the black hole ballista at his starting position, and the trigger was pulled without hesitation, although the strong recoil made the short boy slide back for more than a meter, but the bullet was not deflected at all.

In the previous battle, Sha Minghai's habitual hand with a gun was hit hard, and even the butt of the gun was knocked away, and the recoil of the ballista had to be dissolved by the body and arm at the same time, otherwise the force of the bullet would also hit the person who fired the gun hard. After Zhuang Dui's entourage abolished Sha Minghai's hand, I thought that this young man had no strength to fight anymore, and the vigilance of the two of them dropped a lot against him, but I didn't expect that the little ghost was also very cruel to himself, and he actually brought trouble to Zhuang Dui with the consequences of self-harm.

The young master of the Zhuang family just turned over and stood up, just when the old power was just exhausted and the new power was not born, seeing that he couldn't dodge this cold crossbow no matter what, at the moment of a thousand shots, Zhuang Dui's entourage warrior reacted and threw out the small round shield frisbee in his hand, blocking in front of Zhuang Dui. The two airship visitors were closer, the round shield came first, and the crossbow collided together in the air, and the iron shield "Peng" was deformed with a bang, and under the influence of the bullet momentum, it slapped heavily on the young man's ribs, making him fly upside down for three or five meters, but fortunately, the bullet was blocked by the shield and did not penetrate Zhuang Dui's chest, which allowed him to save his life.

Zhuang Du endured the sharp pain of the heavy punch in the air to adjust his posture, and roughly inserted the war knife into the ground before he barely stopped. As soon as he regained control of his body, he held back his anger in his heart, and rushed towards Sha Minghai with a distorted face, the cold light of the war knife in his hand looming, vowing to kill him quickly.

How could a combined attack in one go end so simply, before the youth offensive could be achieved, Sha Rumo, the only one on the field who could still stand up, jumped up like a cunning rabbit, holding a big sword in both hands, and swung it out with a flat sword, wanting to cut off Zhuang Dui's waist. Although the boy vomited blood many times during Fang Cai's attack and lay on the ground breathlessly, his injuries were not as severe as the intruder had imagined, and the heavy sword groaned and slashed out, colliding with the war knife without any tricks.

"The mantis arm is a car!" The gold and iron collided with each other and made a piercing grinding sound, and the battle knife, which was several times lighter than the heavy sword, actually easily resisted the young man's powerful blow. Sha Rumo's strength is already less than Zhuang Duan, and it is far inferior to the latter in terms of power mode, even if he is intentional or unintentional, he will only fight with the other party for half a catty or eight taels at most, and the two swords are stalemate in the middle, "Is this the only thing you can do?" ”

The change came suddenly, and when Zhuang Dusk's entourage was shocked by the opponent's counterattack, they only had enough time to protect the young master with their shields. Seeing that the young master had been entangled with the other party's leader, the middle-aged man also pulled out the one-handed sword behind his back, and hurriedly escorted the master, Sha Minghai's eyes were fast, supporting his right arm that was still trembling, and the ballista roared again, sending a scorching bullet out of the chamber and forcing the man back. The boy grinned and pointed the muzzle of his gun straight at his chest. Sha Minghai can release the second shot, but it is difficult to guarantee that the third and fourth shots cannot be released.

The stalemate in the middle of the scene did not last long, and the female trainee, who had been silent for a moment, exerted her strength again and shot out another double knife in her hand. Her target was not Zhuang Dusk, but it was Sha Rumo's back, the tip of the knife flashed with a dark light, and in an instant, she came to the distance behind the captain. The big sword boy exhaled, and the heavy sword took off his hand, and he actually gave up the last weapon and dodged the blow like a gourd. At first glance, Zhuang Dusk, who used the wrong force, staggered a step, just in time to meet the flying single knife, the young man's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he raised his hand to block it when he couldn't make a move.

"Poof-" The blade made a muffled sound when it entered the flesh, and the composite liner of the young man's black hunting suit bit the blade tightly, unloading most of the strength, but the remaining strength still cut through the armor, opening a big hole in his left arm, and the hot blood splashed out and sprinkled on Zhuang Dui's unruly sword eyebrows, making him stunned.

Zhuang Dusk's hunting skills were much higher than any of the trainees present, but the teenagers in the sand scorpion training camp used some ruthless and desperate fighting methods, sneak attacks and fraudulent fighting methods were at their fingertips, and he actually suffered a big loss in a short period of time, but the teenagers were seriously injured, and they could only do it to this extent.

Zhuang Du coldly watched Sha Rumo, who had rolled away, go and return, and waved a pair of fists towards him. The young man did not retreat but advanced, the war knife was handed over to his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were opened and grabbed violently, this grasp was actually attached to Sha Rumo's skull, Zhuang Dui's eyes swelled, and he pressed hard, and pressed the young man's handsome facial features into the mud of the swamp.

"Woo ......" Sha Rumo, who was suddenly suffocated, stepped on all fours indiscriminately, and in a few seconds, his eyes went black and he fainted. Zhuang Du let go of the hand that was pressing the back of the boy's head, stood up, and dragged a bloody arm, "You are not only very unlucky, but also stupid......"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of small, cold eyes appeared in front of Zhuang Dui's eyes. (To be continued.) )