Surrounded by a three-headed monster, Kou Feipeng quickly fell into disadvantage.

Seeing that the group of people in the cafeteria did not obey their commands, but just hid inside to watch a good show, Kou Feipeng began to panic a little, and he hated it in his heart.

Although his rank is higher than these Qinglin monsters, he rarely participates in casting.

There are not many transcendents in the world, all of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, they are sought after by various forces, and they rarely have the opportunity to accumulate combat experience, even if they fight in the ring, the atmosphere and environment are far from what they are now.

And these Qinglin long-tailed monsters on the opposite side, all of them are as fierce as tigers, their eyes are fierce, and they are never to die when they get started, and that fierce spirit makes Kou Feipeng unable to even play seven points with his strength.

This situation seems to have fallen into the eyes of the black hands behind the punk battlefield.

"This person's name is Kou Feipeng, and he is in ...... Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? ”

The punk black hand thought about it a thousand times, and vaguely decided that Kou Feipeng was the true Miracle Plane Son of Destiny!

"I heard that some children of destiny like to do this, deliberately suppressing their own strength realm and external performance, making others despise themselves, suppressing themselves, and enduring again and again, and only then turning their faces ruthlessly and killing the killer in the end, causing onlookers to applaud!"

In his opinion, Kou Feipeng's strength was not inferior to Fu Mulan, who was crushed to death by him before.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him immediately!"

"No......"

"You can't just shoot at random!"

He silently calculated, and found that he had only two shots left!

Shoot two more times and return empty-handed, and your identity will be completely exposed!

At that time, He was no longer a hunter, but a prey, to be slaughtered.

Originally, he was not the top predator in the endless plane, and this time he was forced by the existence of a higher personality above, and he had to do it as a last resort, wanting to divert the pressure and lead the trouble.

What I didn't expect was that the ZX1220 plane, which was known as the "miracle plane", seemed to be an ownerless thing, and it was originally just a tentative invasion, but I didn't expect to find the location of the child of destiny directly.

However, due to the inherent attributes of the natives of the Demon Plane of Absolute Demons, even he could not confirm who the real target was.

He has to take one more test.

Put more pressure on the real Child of Destiny to expose more things, and after ensuring 100% accuracy, one more hit will kill!

He could also vaguely feel that a strong malice came from nowhere, coveting him, and after the previous shot, this feeling was even more obvious!

In the crowd, Yan Anqing was mixed with Cheng Junyuan and others, trying to avoid the pursuit of the Qinglin monster.

There is no way, the body he is using now has been adjusted to the level of a healthy ordinary person before, and there is not much combat power to speak of.

I don't know when, several Qinglin monsters were put into the cafeteria.

For the monsters, the whole canteen was like an open can, and they rushed into it, and the chunks were bursting up.

In their eyes, humans are like delicious ingredients.

Cheng Junyuan is an ordinary person through and through.

But after he narrowly escaped several deaths, he burst out in an ultra-high-pressure environment.

Speaking of which, this spirit is a bit weird, which can probably be boiled down to "If you want to eat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will break off one of your teeth when he dies", which comes from resentment and resentment, as well as a large part of fear.

After a period of indiscriminate slaughter in the crowd, the Qinglin monsters took the initiative to slow down the slaughter speed and enjoyed these "delicacies" of fine skin and tender meat that also walked upright on both feet.

Cheng Junyuan didn't know where to pick up a knife - it was not a fruit knife, nor a watermelon knife that was good for chopping, but an ugly-looking factory paper cutter converted into a cold weapon.

Although the appearance is ugly, it can be called "blowing and breaking hair", and I don't know which cold weapon enthusiast makes his own handmade DIY things, and now it is cheaper Cheng Junyuan.

He was with Yan Anqing and other classmates, and for some reason, he was obviously running towards a safer place, but for some reason, he always ran into more Qinglin monsters.

When a classmate who often borrowed homework to copy himself and also helped him bring a lot of snacks was hammered to death, Cheng Junyuan couldn't help but explode.

No one can tell whether his outburst stems from inner anger or other factors.

In short, Cheng Junyuan seemed to be faint, feeling that he was being pushed from the side, and flew towards a Qinglin monster.

This angle is really good, so good!

The Qinglin monster happened to have its back to him.

The machete in your hand is also very suitable for power!

Cheng Junyuan didn't even think about it, and slashed at the tail of the Qinglin monster.

Poof!

Blood splattered!

"It turns out that the blood of these monsters is also red!"

This strange thought appeared in Cheng Junyuan's mind, and he was about to usher in the angry counterattack of the Qinglin Monster, but he was shocked to find that the Qinglin Monster was lying on the ground like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, and directly hit the street.

A black ball of light escaped from the Qinglin monster's body and fell into his heart.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

His heart was beating wildly, his blood seemed to be boiling, and Cheng Junyuan felt that he had inexhaustible strength all over his body, and his limbs were full of powerful and peerless strength.

Especially the left hand!

On the wrist of the left hand, in the blink of an eye, a scale like a jade was condensed.

Cheng Junyuan turned his head and shouted, "Don't attack its body, cut off their tails!" ”

In the crowd, someone immediately responded: "That's right! We don't need to kill these Qinglin monsters, just break their balance! ”

"That's not right!"

Yan Anqing, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "The fatal key of these monsters is their tails!" Cheng Junyuan only used one move just now, and he killed one! ”

As soon as Cheng Junyuan made a move, he made a gain, is it a coincidence?

Of course not!

All of this is Yan Anqing's arrangement.

The mastermind behind the punk battlefield, who had crushed Fu Mulan before, allowed Yan Anqing to gain a lot of knowledge about the animals of this plane.

Among them, there is a part that includes this Qinglin beast!

"Kill!"

Cheng Junyuan let out a roar.

The increase in strength gave him more courage, made his spirit more full, and full of killing momentum!

Many students, why don't they love to learn?

Because except for some geniuses, for most students, reading and learning, can not immediately get perceptible growth feedback.

And killing a monster can immediately double his strength, which is more refreshing than playing a kimchi game, and the growth feedback is more intuitive than the experience value!

"Turns out, that's what Punk Battlefield means! Kill, then get stronger! ”

Cheng Junyuan became more and more comfortable with the killing, and changed the paper cutter to his left hand, his eyes were blood-red, and his momentum became more and more powerful.

Dozens of Qinglin monsters, except for a few, almost all of them were divided between Kou Feipeng and Cheng Junyuan.

In the end, the mysterious jade scales gradually covered Cheng Junyuan's entire left hand.

The first battle is over.

Yan Anqing's score was - zero kills, one assist.

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