Jun Wuwu didn't care what Nie Wuming thought, he hit it successfully, regardless of his injuries and blood, like a mad tyrannosaurus, in a hurry, he had already rushed towards Nie Wuming. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whew!"

Nie Wuming swung out with a sword, and a layer of yellow sand rose into the sky, forming a wall of sand and shrouding Jun Wuwu.

Jun Wuwu closed his eyes, instantly passed through the sand wall, and rushed towards the direction of Nie Wuming in his senses.

The military thorn slashed out with a sharp edge.

"Whew!"

The military thorns pierced the air, but Jun Wuwu was overjoyed, and he felt the breath that Nie Wuming had retreated sharply into the distance. It seems that this god list master has been frightened by his desperate style of play and has retreated.

"Whew!" Jun Wuwu exhaled deeply and calmed down some of the agitated breath. Only then did he raise his eyes and look into the distance, Nie Wuming's figure was about to disappear behind a sand dune, walking neatly and without leaving the water.

stared coldly at Nie Wuming, until Nie Wuming disappeared into the distance, Jun Wuwu still stared coldly at the direction where Nie Wuming disappeared.

After sitting on the yellow sand for a long time, Jun Wuwu gasped for breath, his face and body were covered with fine beads of sweat. For Jun Wuwu, who was not at the peak of his body in all aspects at this time, it was really not an easy thing to face a master like Nie Wuming.

If it weren't for Nie Wuming's lack of courage to fight hard, it would have been unknown what the result would have been. That kind of result, in this long yellow sand, is not what Jun Wuwu wants.

Calming down his breath, Jun Wuwu took out the kettle and took a small sip of water, he just moistened his lips, and the dry throat seemed to be on fire, he didn't dare to drink more, just after a fierce battle, if he was drinking water in a big gulp, it would not be a good thing.

Moistening his lips and throat, Jun Wuwu put away the kettle, Jun Wuwu didn't get up, he remembered the mysterious unit that fought fiercely with the Eagle Force.

Previously, Jun Wuwu thought that Nie Wuming and the mysterious army were together, but at that time, because he found Nie Wuming looking at him, he left immediately, and then, Nie Wuming caught up, and there was a big battle between the two sides, Jun Wuwu didn't have time to think about this, at this time, it didn't seem to be like that.

Although Nie Wuming was standing behind the mysterious force, he was not standing in a position that looked like a person with the mysterious force, and the position he was standing in was slightly deviated from the mysterious force, and he could avoid the stray bullets of the battle between the two sides at any time, and it seemed that he could launch a thunderous attack on the mysterious force at any time.

But he also can't be a member of the Falcon Army, which Jun Wuwu knows very well, and he doesn't think about it at all.

And what kind of force is this mysterious force? And what is the purpose of this guy who inexplicably fought with himself, looking at his appearance, it seems that he is going to wait until the Falcon Force, and the mysterious force are losing both sides before picking up the bargain.

"What the hell is going on, why are all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods running out, the master of the god list? Another mysterious force, what the hell is this going to do? Jun Wuwu shook his head, throwing these chaotic thoughts out of his mind.

Now is not the time to think about this, what he needs to do most now is to get out of this desert and return to Huaxia, but unfortunately those dead soldiers have no communication equipment on them, otherwise they can contact Huaxia now, and I don't know what happened to Shui Yun and them? In addition, there was such a big accident in this joint operation, and I don't know how many of those special soldiers from various countries died, and how they handled this matter.

But thinking about the future and the means of the Eagle's Nest, it is unlikely that there will be any clues left for anyone.

It's just that I don't know why I don't see the snow fox, and a lot of chaotic thoughts began to pop up in Jun Wuwu's mind again.

He always felt as if something had to happen, otherwise these bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods would not have come out.

"Bang, bang, bang......" suddenly burst into applause.

Jun Wuwu's expression instantly became extremely ugly, and there was someone nearby, with his keen senses, he didn't even notice it, then this person was either very powerful, or the method of constricting his breath was very clever. Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to escape his feelings.

Turning around slowly, I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties with a resolute face and sharp eyes, slowly walking out from behind a sand dune.

The middle-aged man was dressed in black, and this black dress seemed to glow with a faint metallic luster in the sun, as if it was made of fine iron.

Jun Wuwu's eyes swept over the black clothes that seemed to be very special, and then his eyes were fixed on the palms of the middle-aged man in black.

What kind of palms are these, these palms are the same as the black clothes on the middle-aged man in black, pitch black, with a faint metallic luster. It's like steel casting.

This reminded Jun Wuwu of the five people who died in that small oasis, all five of whom were killed empty-handed, or had their necks broken, or their chests broken, or their hearts pierced, all of which were killed alive with a pair of fleshy palms.

For some reason, seeing the black-clothed man's palms made of iron, Jun Wuwu suddenly had a feeling in his heart that those five people were probably killed by the person in front of him.

"So how long has he been hiding here, and what is he coming out for?" Jun Wuwu thought secretly in his heart, and looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared with a more solemn expression.

This is another master, no weaker than the previous master of the man in white.

The man in black clapped his palms, and after walking out of the sand dunes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as blades, as if they pierced everything in front of him.

"I can't imagine that Nie Wuming guy was scared away by you, this is really a bit unexpected to me, I'm curious, why did Nie Wuming look at your backpack, this makes me curious, can you let me see the backpack behind you?"

"Look at Nima." Jun Wuwu scolded secretly, these guys are all mysterious, and they look like Lao Tzu's stinky fart that is the best in the world, which reminds Jun Wuwu of the previous Wu Feng, when Wu Feng was in front of him, he was this stinky fart, a look of Lao Tzu is the first in the world, and Lao Tzu's words are the truth.

This made Jun Wuwu hate the person who appeared in front of him with this kind of expression, the previous Nie Wuming, the current man in black and Wu Feng's expression are so similar, which makes Jun Wuwu very annoying, extremely annoying, he doesn't have any good feelings for this man in black.

"If you want to see my backpack, then get it yourself. Don't look like a stinky fart of a master, your appearance makes me want to vomit. ”

The man in black didn't care about Jun's worry-free words, smiled faintly, and said: "I have seen the battle between you and Nie Wuming, your lifeless fighting style may be useful to him, but it is not of any use to me, I just don't want to make more effort, look at the backpack you give, you can't die, why bother?" ”

Between the words, the black cloth gently clapped his palm, "Zheng, Zheng." This time, his palms made a sound of gold and iron, which was terrifying. It's an invisible deterrent.

Jun Wuwu's expression became even more solemn, and he suddenly took off his sniper bow, pointed his cold arrow at the man in black, and said coldly: "You are not afraid of my desperate efforts, so I don't know if you are afraid of my bow and arrows?" (To be continued.) )