If time could be turned back, Fang Bai would never walk into Qianqi Forest for even one step, he would rather stay in Qianqi Plain to talk about love and friendship with Xiaohua, and talk about life and ideals with Xiaoqi. Even if he has to enter the Qianqi Deep Forest, he will definitely bypass the elven kingdom far away, talk to the little bird about freedom and peace, and talk to the little beast about the book and the Li Domain.

During this trip, Fang Bai learned an extremely extremely profound (three times more important) profound lesson, that is, absolutely, absolutely absolutely (this is also very important) Don't believe in the novel's appearance-skipping challenges!

The so-called leapfrog challenge is nothing more than a plot made up by those unscrupulous authors in order to bring the so-called "coolness" to the readers, in fact, all the monks who believe that they really want to go up and take advantage of it, the shortest of the grave grass is also three feet tall.

For example, a wisdom-level spirit mother who was seriously injured and had no strength left in ten, casually sent a team of guards to chase the two beast-level people like rats all over the ground.

Now that these two almost hole cards have been cornered, it seems that waiting to be killed is their only option.

The above is the experience of the mouse named Fang Bai, who participated in the "Ten Days of Qingli" tour and summed up the experience of blood and tears in every sentence, uh, or the last words of his deathbed are more appropriate.

The one-eyed Bloodflame Giant pouted two more fingers and raised his hand to throw; The figure of the fist and claw guards began to loom again, eager to try; Twin Swords Female Guards - Ah! What the fuuck is that！？ A two-meter-long sword?! Breakthrough in battle?! Thief God! You can play with me!

"Don't play! It's really dead again! Fang Bai, who was stumbling in the middle of the madness, finally couldn't help but shout at the sky, "Come out!" Kitchen—"

Before the word "division" could be spoken, the whole world slowed down in an instant, and the sound of the wind next to the ears, the trampling of giants, and the sound of blades of grass pumping their legs all slowed down and quieted down......

This kind of slowness makes people feel at ease, gives people hope, and makes people rely on - the chef finally couldn't stand it anymore and took over Fang Bai's body.

Battlefield reconnaissance.

The terrain and vegetation data of hundreds of meters in the visual range ahead instantly became clear, and the best route was no longer a straight one, but a loop of twists and turns after weighing the specific situation of oneself and the pursuers.

Multiple vision.

The original erratic figure of the fist claw guards has become traceable under multiple visions.

Motion prediction.

The trajectory and landing point of the two fingers that the one-eyed blood flame giant is about to throw tumble in the air, and the direct effect evaluation and chain effect prediction of the finger explosion are instantaneous.

Confirm the type of battle, annihilation!

Destroy? Are you kidding?! Fang Bai's eyes widened, for fear of missing a trace of detail about the chef's battle.

Reading to Fang Bai's confusion, The Chef directly transmits the battlefield information and tactics to Fang Bai: after 0.32 seconds, the One-Eyed Blood Flame Giant located 57.4 meters behind the right will throw two fingers in his hand, the Fist Claw Guard located 8.65 meters above the left should attack the moment the two fingers are thrown, and then retreat to a safe distance before the fingers explode, and the Twin Sword Female Guard located 98.2 meters directly behind will attack after 0.18 seconds at the latest due to its super high speed and long attack range.

Therefore, the first step is to defuse the first wave of the most aggressive attack of the Twin Sword Female Guards, then deal with the attacks of the Fist and Claw Guards on a case-by-case basis, and finally deal with the fingers thrown by the Cyclops and the Cyclops itself.

The chef threw Ji Yingning high in front of him, and the beige dress rippled in the air, like a white rose in full bloom.

Immediately after that, the left leg deflected the direction of movement to the right, and the contact surface quickly shrank, changing from a situation of one pair of three people at the same time to sequential contact.

The first to come into contact is the first-to-come, first-come, double-sword female guard.

The tactical core that originally protected the vital parts of the body instantly formed a long sword, and the sword body quickly heated up to 5,500 degrees Celsius equivalent to the surface of the sun, which is a temperature that can burn through 1 centimeter of steel plate in one second, and the air on the surface is steaming due to the high temperature, as if the extremely painful soul is scrambling to escape from the hot prison.

Compared to the dazzling emerald green sword, the pure black sword in the chef's hand looks like a magic sword from hell.

The chef turned lightly and slid backwards with inertia. His legs are slightly bent, and his body is like a full longbow, waiting for the "touch" at any time.

Distance, 20 meters, the momentum of the double sword female guards has reached the peak!

Spin lightly in the air and adjust your body to the best position before the move......

His arms shook suddenly, and the sword instantly doubled - slashing !!

Unexpectedly, the slender and small body of the double sword guard made it such a wide open swordsmanship!

Chop!

Heaven and earth seem to have lost their color at the same time, and time seems to have paused for this slash!

Chop!

The two emerald green swords are like paintbrushes dipped in paint, and the black and white where they pass through begin to be vivid!

Chop!

It is like the hands of a clock, where time passes!

Chop!

What a brilliant and dazzling sword!

A thought was born out of thin air in Fang Bai's heart - to be able to die under such a sword, life is probably of some significance......

A skull, off the neck......

Chop!

Another good head, farewell to the body......

……

When the Fei Ling Sword skyrocketed, the fist claw guard smiled in his heart, because of this sword, no one present could dodge or block it, including himself. So he was ready to attack, but the target was not the prey, after all, it was not uncommon to accidentally injure teammates in a scuffle.

When Fei Ling slashed out with a sword, the smile of the fist claw guard had even appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, an injured beast-level peak guard, how wonderful it would be to "fuse" - hey, why is the wind so strong, why did I suddenly fly so high? Here's what's ...... It's mine...... Body? Hey, what's the head of the giant axe......

The fist-claw guards were plunged into eternal darkness, and the expectant smile on their faces didn't even have time to be retracted before their heads were powdered by the twin swords......

The one-eyed Blood Flame Giant entered the disintegration stage ahead of schedule due to severe physical damage. The blood-piercing flames released during the disintegration melted into a huge crater in the ground, and the two fingers that were thrown before they had time fell into the pit and exploded violently, making the original pit even deeper......

Fei Ling landed lightly on the chef's shoulders, put his two swords into the sheath, and pointed them at Fang Bai's ears, "Please bring ...... I...... Leave ......"

Clams?! Fang Bai was taken aback to the extreme, this was ...... Human language?! This spirit, actually, will, human language?!

Surprised, Fang Bai couldn't show a corresponding expression at this moment, because his body was still under the control of the chef.

The Chef in a defensive state (Seeing the sword of the Twin Swordswoman Guards skyrocketing, the Chef immediately judged that there was no chance of winning the slash strategy, so he changed to a defensive stance and controlled the damage. Instantly lowered the tactical core to room temperature and reassembled into a metal glove, and slammed into the shoulder—combat type, annihilation. It will not be changed due to the enemy's infighting, and it will not be changed by the enemy's request for a sentence that has no coherence.