Wuzhou, Miasma Forest - Although there is no more poisonous miasma emitted by the decomposing corpses of youkai, the people in the vicinity are still used to calling this forest this way, and they usually don't come in.

"Sure enough, you're here...... Honestly, you're really the best runner I've ever seen, so why don't you go to the Olympics?! ”

Sagara Ryoharu took several steps back with a frightened face, leaned against a huge tree, and looked at the young man who appeared in front of him, with black hair like a waterfall, red eyes like blood, and a strange fox mask hanging from his ear.

But if you look at the blood-stained hideous spear in the other party's hand, and the move of approaching him step by step with ill intentions, Sagara Yoshiharu knows that this is definitely a ruthless stubble. He was so familiar with that spear that he had appeared in nightmares several times in a row, and almost killed his murder weapon.

"Ahhh Sagara let out a miserable howl, kicking his legs continuously, trying to back away from some dangerous person, waving his hands in front of him. It's a pity that his struggle is meaningless, unless his strength can reach the point of breaking the Mijinki behind him, or he is sober and escapes.

"Humph!" Pei Chen sneered disdainfully, approached step by step with the spear of the Son of Heaven, walked in front of Sagara Ryoharu, his eyes were cold, and he raised the spear in his hand high. Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight shone through the dense forest sea and shone on the blood-stained and hideous spear, so that Sagara could barely open his eyes.

It's over, am I going to die? Squinting his eyes, he vaguely saw the flashing edge of the edge, and Sagara Ryoharu's mind was blank, and even his thoughts were frozen. After all, he was a person who had been around Takeda Shingen for a while, and he had seen the terrible nature of those Ji generals, and he was able to swing his heavy blades with a single move, like a phantom, and with a flash of light, he could cut off the heads of enemies who couldn't react.

That terrifying speed was even better than that of the sword drawing technique, and Sagara Yoshiharu knew that he couldn't avoid it, as long as the knife came down, the head would have to fall to the ground.

It's just that before I had time to think too much, there was a sudden explosion in my ears, and the terrifying terrifying wave of terrifying aura suddenly blew Sagara Yoshiharu more than ten meters away, and crashed into the dense jungle. The spear didn't hurt him, but the concussive damage from some terrible shockwave didn't spare him.

The bones of his body seemed to be broken in half in an instant, and his internal organs seemed to have been knocked out of place, and a line of blood burst out of one ear, and he fell into deafness. The eyeballs were almost bursting out of the skull because of the congestion. In just a short moment, Sagara Ryoharu was injured in an injury that was absolutely serious for ordinary people, and he almost didn't lose consciousness.

It was like being bombarded by a rocket launcher at close range, or being hit head-on by a heavy truck that was speeding at a speed of more than 120 yards per hour, and ordinary people would have died long ago.

But he was only miraculously shattered with only one eardrum, his eyeball vision was impaired, several ribs were broken, and he had not yet injured his organs, as long as he was given some time to recover, he would be able to recover.

With a few low roars of pain, Sagara Ryoharu reluctantly raised his head and looked at where he was before, and in his vision, which had become red and blurred from bloodshot eyes, he saw only two vague figures fighting, and the aftermath of the collision of weapons in his hands broke the big tree.

It was obvious that he had suffered an unwarranted disaster, and was affected by the aftermath of the battle between these two humanoid monsters. But it is precisely because of this that he barely picked up a life. Looking at the fierce battle between the two monsters dressed in human skin, the air was unexpectedly shaken out with waves of qi visible to the naked eye, and the corners of Sagara Ryoharu's mouth twitched fiercely a few times.

"Hah! I know you can't help it! ”

Pei Chen showed a hint of a smile, and the spear of the Holy Son of Heaven firmly held the long knife that had been chopped down, and his expression was full of sarcasm. The pale apostle's eyes were grim, as if he had been watching him with a few glances.

"You already knew? No way! We all have the skills to hide our breath! The green wolf obviously didn't believe that the whereabouts of himself and the others had already been leaked, but when this person was just a dead duck and refused to admit defeat, he increased the strength of his arm, brandished a long knife, and a subtle knife technique came to life in his hands, forcing Pei Chen to retreat step by step.

But soon, the corners of his eyes twitched frantically, because he found that every time the long knife left a wound on the enemy's body, it lasted less than a second to heal, and even the torn clothes would change into black and red blood, quickly interweaving and repairing the damage.

What a scary cell activity! It is estimated that it is also the top among the three-star space-time apostle sequences. The green wolf frowned, he originally thought that this guy relied on a quick recovery drug with attributes to regenerate limbs, so he didn't care too much about it, but now it seems that this guy may be more tricky than most enemies!

"The breath or something, it's true that it can be hidden, but ...... After all, you're still hot-blooded thermostatic creatures! Saying the words that the green wolf couldn't understand, Pei Chen seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile. He took a step forward suddenly, and just happened to crash into the flaw in the green wolf's sword light, and a stream of heat gushed out of his body, instantly flowing all over his body and limbs.

The sudden burst of crushing force shook the green wolf back a few steps, but Pei Chen suddenly stopped and asked in a good time, "What about your 'teammates'?" He deliberately accentuated the word "teammate".

What the? The green wolf's heart shook suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, and sure enough, his 'teammates' did not rush over as originally planned, but made no sound and seemed to disappear. However, his keen sense of hearing caught the chaotic sound of several people running and shouting at the same time in the dense forest not far away, and in an instant, his face darkened.

Sou! The sharp arc flashed, but the green wolf did a backflip out of Pei Chen's attack range, and the ring-shaped cold light of the spear was only a few centimeters away from his body, wrapped in a sharp sound of breaking the air and wind pressure, and several pieces of yellowish leaves were cut in an instant.

Deftly fell to the ground, the green wolf's face became very ugly, he finally knew why Pei Chen would change the trajectory of his weapon to block him at the first time of his attack, and he also deliberately let Sagara Yoshiharu let him be blown out by the violent explosion of air.

This is simply a good idea to score peach killers!

Under the temptation of the [True Luck] at his fingertips, few people were able to stick to their principles, and they abandoned him as the captain one after another to hunt down Sagara Yoshiharu. And listening to their chaotic and even swords-fighting voices, it is obvious that because of the uneven distribution of spoils, their 'teammates' may have infighting.

But even if he knew what Pei Chen was thinking, the green wolf still couldn't avoid stepping into it, because he had also coveted the huge luck value possessed by the protagonist of the plot for a long time, and even planned for so long, he absolutely did not allow any deviation to occur.

He glanced at Pei Chen deeply, then turned around and charged away along the source of the sound, so fast that even Pei Chen was completely unsure that he would be able to catch up.

Pei Chen still maintained that unfathomable smile, and slowly put down the spear of the Son of Heaven in his hand, his eyes full of mockery. It was just a sentence of time, and the status of the praying mantis and the yellow finch was reversed in an instant, and it was the opponent's willingness. There is definitely something wrong with this team that is detached from Germany!

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In the terrible scream, two fingers flew up crookedly, fell to the ground with a snap, and were instantly covered by thick fallen leaves and dead branches, and could no longer be found.

Sagara Ryoharu's pupils contracted, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, although it was not his finger that was cut off, but the hand was cut off less than ten centimeters in front of his eyes, and the bloody scene with high definition and no coding of key parts still had a huge impact on his vision.

He vaguely had a hunch that his good luck seemed to run out, and he would die here today, and the only thing he couldn't be sure of was which monster he died at the hands of him.

"! Wocao Nyima! Reaching out and grabbing Sagara Ryoharu's neck, he wanted to use his huge wrist strength to strangle the protagonist of the plot to death, but he didn't expect the apostle who was cut off two fingers by his teammate's backhand to scream and curse wildly, and the red-eyed counterattack went back!

The two of them instantly fought, one move, one sword, one arrow, all of them went towards each other's vital points, almost fatal. When people who don't know the inside story see it, they will definitely not think that they were comrades in the same squad before, but only that they are enemies of life and death.

And when the other person wanted to get close to Sagara Yoshiharu, the two enemies of life and death who did not share the same sky suddenly became good friends, and they cooperated with the tacit understanding to block the other person's means. Anyway, everyone wants to kill the protagonist of the plot, but no one wants anyone else to kill the protagonist of the plot.

"Damn it! What a rabble of local chickens and dogs!! ”

The green wolf, who rushed over quickly, saw that his heart was full of fire, and there was a burst of intense anger, but he didn't have time to say anything and was drawn into this melee. From time to time, someone wants to kill Sagara Yoshiharu, but is stopped by others, and everyone is 'protecting' the protagonist of the plot, even at the expense of using an enthusiastic iron fist against 'their own people'.

Because of the existence of the data-based template, the state of the space-time apostle is kept at a relatively optimal situation almost all the time. As long as there is still physical or mental power and energy points left, and the status bar is good and has not been affected by any negative buffs, then the Apostle of Time and Space will be able to maximize his ability value in all aspects as long as he wants.

Because between their gestures, whether it is attack power or defense power, whether it is reaction speed or conditioned reflex, it is the highest level of performance. If you can combine excellent tactics and superb combat skills, you will be able to achieve an overwhelming advantage in the face of enemies of the same level.

But everyone who is fighting here is a two-star space-time apostle, even if there is a gap between them, it will not be a world of difference, plus some weak people between them will subconsciously temporarily hold together, so this battle has become a protracted battle.

The green wolf secretly complained in his heart, he knew that there was a difficult enemy who was watching his group in the dark, from the former praying mantis to the yellow finch behind the scenes. And he and the others can only stupidly kill each other here and give him a chance.

But there was no way, he didn't have time to open his mouth to propose an explanation, because his combat power was faintly the most powerful among the all, and everyone else was more or less targeting him, intentionally or unintentionally. The green wolf could only support it and didn't dare to speak, for fear that if he leaked that breath of true qi, he would fall down in an instant.

Unless he stays away from here and gives up [True Luck], then he can free his hands and no longer be targeted by others.

But if you don't want to give up, then the only breakthrough at the moment is to find a way to kill the protagonist of the plot first, and then immediately withdraw from the battlefield as quickly as possible. The green wolf couldn't help but look at the monkey on the side.

It's a pity that everyone thinks so, and they all choose the second way.