A whistling sound suddenly tightened, and at the same time as Chen Fuyun's ghost shadow triple slash, an extremely domineering eight-pole fist was struck.

The fist wind sounded piercing in his ears, and in the wide-ranging eyes of low-key luxury, a meat fist was slowly enlarged.

The low-key and luxurious body suddenly ached, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his eyes glared at Chen Fuyun with great unwillingness, and then, his body slowly softened.

WhewW......

Chen Fuyun didn't care that he was on the verge of death at this moment, he turned his back to the sky, gasping for breath.

The rain that had been falling intermittently all night had long since subsided, and there was a faint light on the horizon, and in a few hours, the sun was about to rise in the east.

Chen Fuyun calmed down slightly, then stood up, picked up a small dark green dagger on his low-key luxury body, and then turned around to pick up the things that burst out from under the other corpses.

"Looks like ......"

"There's one less." Chen Fuyun finished cleaning up the mess, his eyes turned slightly, although he didn't hear any abnormal sound, his spiritual sense that was far beyond ordinary people still noticed a trace of abnormality, he suddenly turned around, and a cold light immediately came through his chest.

A pitch-black dagger was shooting at Chen Fuyun's heart!

Chen Fuyun turned around like a whirlwind, his body retreated slightly, slightly avoiding the lightning-fast sword, and then stepped forward, his body did not retreat but advanced, his index finger and middle finger merged into one finger, and flew towards the sneak attacker who was bullying and killing with a dagger.

The person who came was the leaf pig who was talking with low-key luxury in mid-air, he was holding a dagger three inches long, the dagger blade was shining with cold light, and around the pitch-black dagger, there was a faint blood-red luster slowly spewing out, obviously after being tempered with high poison, if you don't make a move, you will kill a poisonous blade.

Ye Zizhu's expression was gloomy, and the dagger in his hand was like a divine soldier descending from the sky, stabbing directly at Chen Fuyun's heart.

But when he saw Chen Fuyun's eyes that were as black as ink without a trace of emotional fluctuations, his heart suddenly shrank.

Ye Zizhu barely saw how Chen Fuyun came out with his sword, and he really couldn't imagine how this man named Falling Star was able to dodge his own killer sneak attack in an instant, and then kill himself in one move.

All this came too suddenly, and it wasn't until Ye Zizhu's short sword was three inches close to Chen Fuyun's heart that he had already discovered that he could no longer move a little, and a stream of life breath was rapidly passing through the wound on his chest that could barely see the traces.

"I didn't want to kill people, but you deceived people too much." Chen Fuyun lightly grasped the hilt of the Taiji Sword, and with a little force, he pulled the blade away from Ye Zizhu's chest.

In the middle of the night, when the rising sun rose from the east, a figure slowly walked out of the sunlight in the depths of the jungle of the Warcraft Mountain Range.

……

The empty mountains are raining freshly, and the weather is slightly cool.

The bleak chill, with a quiet and warm atmosphere, descended on the vast forest sea after the new rain, bringing a different kind of winter beauty to the verdant ancient Modang Mountains.

The early sun is in the sky.

A pale golden light pierced the forest, dispelling the mist that shrouded the mountains and forests in the morning. The sunlight was warm and cast on the slightly muddy ground, revealing footprints of different shades.

In the deep and silent dense forest, a young man dressed in black brocade armor, carrying a three-foot black sword, walked slowly through the woodland step by step.

The temperature in the forest is fresh and cool, and the air is rich in water vapor, which does not mean that it is hot and dry.

But at this time, the young man's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the sweat dripped down the young man's forehead, wetting between his temples and cheeks.

His injuries were not minor, although not fatal, but they also had a serious impact on him. Although the battle did not last long, it was actually a bloody battle, and he narrowly escaped his life.

According to his current state, any wild monster he encounters may kill him.

However, after this battle, Chen Fuyun gained extremely richly. From under the corpses of more than a dozen hidden killer players, Chen Fuyun found a lot of valuable equipment.

This harvest can be regarded as the price they should pay for chasing and killing themselves!

Chen Fuyun took a few steps forward, leaned on a tree branch and took a few heavy breaths, calmed down, silently used his spiritual power, and forcibly pressed down the injuries on his body, then stood up and slowly walked towards the periphery of Modang Mountain.

……

The time in the mountains, the fingertips flowed, and the time of three or four hours soon passed quietly in Chen Fuyun's recuperation while walking out of the mountain.

When the early morning sun broke, Chen Fuyun finally looked up and vaguely found a clear outline of the town built against the mountains out of sight.

From a considerable distance, Chen Fuyun could see that there was curling smoke rising over the quiet town in the morning, and the town of Qingshan was rising.

In just seven or eight hundred meters, under the condition that Chen Fuyun deliberately accelerated his pace, it was completed in only four or five minutes. When he appeared in this bustling town built on the mountain, the sun was warm.

……

The time in the game is early in the morning, and in reality it is just early in the morning, and Chen Fuyun, who has been fighting in the Demon Beast Mountain Range all day, also feels a little tired, and after arriving in the town, he handed over the task of killing the Qingyan Manghu, and went directly offline to rest.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, a ringtone of the mobile phone woke Chen Fuyun from the hazy spring dream.

"Hey! Xiao Wu, are you dead! A middle-spirited, old-fashioned but extremely familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, although Chen Fuyun was confused, but he still knew that it was Gao Fei's calf calling him as soon as he heard it.

"I'm not really dead. Brother Fei, you called early in the morning to ask me this? Chen Fuyun heard him roar so lowly, and the scarlet sleepiness subsided a lot, and he smiled at the other side.

"It's good that you're not dead. Where are you now? Your brother has formed a strongest king guild in the God of Fighting, and there is a lack of a vice president, if you are still alive, just give a happy word, do you mess with your brother? Gao Fei shouted at Chen Fuyun on the other end of the phone.

"The Strongest King's Guild?" Chen Fuyun jumped up from the bed suddenly, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Xiao Wu, I remember when my brother asked you why you took such a cheesy nickname as the falling star, you said a sentence, you said that you want to be the star in the sky, even if it falls gorgeously, you must bravely chase the path of the king of the peak. Hehe, Xiao Wu, we have been chasing the dream for three years, and we have been chasing the strongest king for three years! Do you remember? The dream that we can't realize in League of Legends, brother will take you and realize it together in the God of Fighting! Would you like to come with me? Goofy's voice was low at first, then high, and finally choked with a little sadness.