As Lan Ya's speed increased again, Leng Yitong's pupils shrank, revealing a look of surprise.

Was this guy playing tricks on me in the first place?

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Yitong's heart was unhappy, which was a kind of provocation and humiliation for himself who thought he was a hunter.

Suddenly, Leng Yitong's eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a heavy chill.

At this moment, the breathing becomes long and slow, and the muscles of the whole body are beating to adjust to an optimal state.

The next moment, Leng Yitong's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Lan Ya thought that Leng Yitong was thrown away from afar, so he looked back at it, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

What about people?

He was slightly stunned, and then pursed his lips, "Is that all you can do?" I thought I could play a little longer. ”

Lanya thought that Leng Yitong had been thrown off by himself, so he couldn't see anyone.

However, he was wrong!

"Do you know what the Night Stalker's greatest strength is?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, which made Lan Ya tremble, and hurriedly looked around.

No one?!

"It's the lightning speed of the hunting target."

The cold voice swept through like a cold wind, Lanya's pupils dilated, and he saw a pitch-black figure stepping on the trunks of the surrounding trees like lightning, quickly approaching him.

Almost at the same time, he didn't stop, but kicked his leg sharply and sped away.

What's going on with this Leng Yitong?

This kind of body is too weird, isn't it?

Lanya's back spine actually broke out in a cold sweat, and now Leng Yitong no longer looks like a person, but more like a ghost chasing after him.

It's terrifying.

"Do you still want to run?"

Another urging sound exploded, as if whispering in the ear.

Lanya gritted his teeth, braked suddenly, and without looking ahead, he turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

However, silver needles shone and shot into the trunk of the tree in front of Ranya.

The silver needles that flickered with cold light seemed to tell him that as long as he took one step further, his body would have many more silver needles.

Lanya breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned around, "Classmate, it's amazing." ”

At this time, Leng Yitong was standing in front of Lan Ya, his eyes were as cold as frost, and the moment he was stared at, it made people feel like their hearts were going to be frozen.

"Hand over your clothes."

"Tsk, don't you have one more?" Lan Ya smiled, now he was no longer as lazy as before, but tensed his nerves, this was the first time he had encountered an opponent who had made him look so dignified since he was at the Silver Star.

"But, I want both." Leng Yitong rubbed it, and pinched five silver needles in his hand, the silver needles flashed with dazzling cold light under the moonlight, making people's hearts tremble, "Put down your clothes, or...... Die. ”

Lanya shuddered, dead?

What's going on with this guy? Do you really want to kill yourself here?

However, the rule of this assessment is that you must not be killed or maimed, otherwise you will be directly expelled and put in a prison cell.

"Any idea why I'm going to make a move here?" Leng Yitong raised his steps and approached Lanya step by step, the kind of killing intent that rushed to his face was like a god of death, a kind of deterrence to the prey in front of him.

"Even though this primeval forest is full of cameras, no matter how closely you monitor it, there will be blind spots."