"Huh!"

Yun An only felt a gust of wind blowing, and a blood-streaked python that pounced on him broke into two sections, one was a wolf body, and the other was a snake tail.

The incisions are neat!

"Roar!!"

The remaining blood-streaked pythons were enraged, and they possessed a strong sense of territory and race.

When a member of the race is killed, they band together to hunt down the enemy in a relentless hunt.

Because of this, the general Warcraft were unwilling to provoke the Blood-Patterned Python, so there was a scene of the rest of the Warcraft retreating before.

That roar was supposed to be a man, oh no, a wolf!

Fang Xing was not afraid, if he only had general-level strength, he might be able to avoid his edge for the time being. But the strength of the command level gave him great self-confidence.

The Blood-Patterned Python King is the strongest in this race, but he is only a general!

To deal with these blood-streaked pythons, Fang Xing didn't even need to activate the thorn energy. It can be done in the flesh.

He glanced at Yun An and frowned slightly, Yun An's strength was too brittle, and he was attacked by the blood-streaked python to death.

He's good at killing people, but he's not good at protecting people.

However, thinking that the firm needed publicity, Fang Xing could only pinch his nose and endure it.

Fortunately, Yun An is not a mud that paralyzes when he sees a powerful demonic beast, and he can forcibly hold him up to the wall!

Fang Xing came to a giant tree with a diameter of ten meters, and threw Yun An on the branch, the biggest hatred of the blood pattern python was him, and he would not pay attention to Yun An's stable food before!

Looking at the branches slowly stretching out from the top of the giant tree, Fang Xing pursed his lips and pressed one hand on the trunk, releasing the aura that belonged to the Commander-level Sealer.

Feeling this terrifying aura, the giant tree actually trembled, and all the branches were withdrawn, as if they had not appeared.

Fang Xing knew that his warning had taken effect, the giant tree belonged to a mutant beast, but it already had a guard-level strength, which was enough to kill Yun An without realizing it.

Yun An lay on the branch of the tree and looked around, and after confirming that he was safe for the time being, he immediately became excited and picked up his camera to shoot around.

The first time he entered the middle of Tiger Ridge!

He pulled a few sticks of grass and wiped the blood from the watermelon knife.

Fang Xing found that the watermelon knife had been somewhat deformed, and the handle was loose.

This is already the third and the last.

Even though he used his strength very skillfully and tried to avoid the watermelon knife from hitting hard, he still couldn't save the fate of the watermelon knife from being scrapped.

This is not to blame him, this is not a magic weapon after all, he used a watermelon knife to clean up mutant beasts along the way.

No matter how much he avoided it, it was impossible to completely prevent the watermelon knife from slashing at the bones of the mutant beast.

The anti-shock force is harmless to Fangxing, but for the watermelon knife, it is a process of constant wear.

At this time, Fang Xing missed his own thorn dagger a little, which was a thousand times more durable than the watermelon knife.

It's a pity that the thorny dagger is on Chen Bin's body, and the two are thousands of miles apart, so he can't take it now.

Well, when I go back this time, I'll have to find a weapon that I can use, even if it's temporary.

Anyway, after the space change, the Dahua Empire's control over cold weapons such as swords has been relaxed, except for real guns and cannons, which are not allowed to be purchased, long swords and long knives have been mass-produced.

Babble!

There was a constant sound in the grass, and the environment was full of trees and weeds that had grown to their knees, and this sea of grass was the best hiding place for the blood-streaked python.

They look tall when they stand upright, but frontal combat is not their forte, they are natural lurkers.

Fang Xing closed his eyes and sensed it, and found that there were dozens of similar auras nearby, needless to say, he also knew that it was a blood-streaked python, one of which had general-level strength, and it must be their king.