As an inheritor, although this spearman does not have many special abilities, and his physical fitness is far inferior to Ye Heren, his combat experience is still quite rich. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As an inheritor, he has been fighting in the last days for more than a year, and he must have experienced dozens of battles large and small.

Even if a person with dull qualifications has experienced dozens of battles, many of which are in near danger of death, his combat experience will go up.

But the more experienced the spearmen are, the more disadvantageous it will be for Yeheren.

Ye Herren initially planned to borrow the carelessness of the spearman to find a few flaws in him, and then take the opportunity to lure the followers to attack him.

However, the spearman who is experienced in combat basically does not get close to the body of the voice follower, he just wields the spear in his hand, which is an inch long and an inch strong, and this truth is vividly exerted by him.

The spearman fired several shots in quick succession to force one of the Followers back, and the tip of the spear pierced through the Follower's arm, and he tightened his grip on the barrel of the gun and raised it upward, the blade of the spear slicing through the Follower's body, bringing a flash of blood with it.

Ye Heren couldn't help but sigh when she saw this situation, she didn't expect this arrogant guy to have some real skills, which made his plan a little difficult to implement.

At the same time, another follower also rushed towards Ye Heren, looking at the follower who rushed towards him, Ye Heren's eyes rolled and an idea sprouted.

With a clumsy swing of the long sword in his hand, Ye Heren seduced the voice follower to his side again.

Watching the Follower get closer and closer to him, the spearman next to him didn't notice what was going on.

Just when the claws of this voice follower were almost reaching him, Ye Heren let out a rapid breathing sound, and then shouted with a little anxiety: "Help me, this guy is about to kill me." ”

The flustered words and nervous expression perfectly highlighted Ye Herren's 'rookie' appearance, and the spearman sighed a little unpleasantly, and then took a few steps towards Ye Herren's side, intending to kill this follower.

This slave transport team also has no eyesight, how can it be a rookie who dares to come out alone and wander around the abandoned city, and who also has the courage to help.

Seeing that the spearman took a few steps towards his side as he expected, Ye Heren was overjoyed.

And at this time, the Voice Follower also came with a very powerful assist, and it suddenly raised its arms with a gentle movement, and its glittering claws were covered with black blood, and it grabbed Ye Heren's head with one claw.

Pretending to dodge in a hurry, Ye Heren stumbled back a few steps before dodging the attack.

But the spearmen who rushed from the side were not so lucky, and Ye Heren, who fell to the ground, was right in front of him.

The spearmen who strode forward happened to be tripped by Ye Herren's fallen body, and then lunged forward head-on.

His unsuspecting head slammed into the claws of the Follower, splattering blood, and the Follower's claws stabbed into the spearman's head.

Ye Heren didn't say a word, he got up and rushed towards the archer, he controlled his speed steadily, so that the followers behind him followed him closely, but he did not fall behind.

And the archer, who was turning his head against the creeper, didn't have time to deal with this side of the matter.

Seeing that he was about to run to the archer's side, he heard footsteps behind him, and the archer, who didn't look back, said casually: "Those two guys are solved, right?" Hurry up and help deal with this creeper......"

At this time, Ye Heren, who had already rushed to his side, said: "I'm sorry, that spearman brother may not be able to come!" ”

"What......?" The archer turned his head suddenly, only to see Ye Heren, who had already flashed to the side, and the Followers who were rushing towards him.

This archer's inheritance level is estimated to be lower than that spearman's, so it is possible that he is not a inheritor.

In the case of hand-to-hand combat, he didn't even last ten seconds before his throat was torn by this voice follower.

He clenched his sword and flicked it upward, slashing off the head of the Voice Follower, and then he turned to look at the Assassin who was still fighting the Creeper.

Neither of the Assassins had been able to get hold of the creeper, let alone him now.

Seeing the assassin who had gradually revealed his defeat, Ye Heren shook his head, he didn't plan to go over and pit him again, anyway, he would be dead.

Turning around, Ye Heren looked seriously at the two slaves standing behind him.

The one on the left looked slightly younger, about sixteen or seventeen, with short shoulder-length hair and bare arms and legs with signs of whipping.

The one on the right has long hair up to the waist, and she looks about twenty years old, compared to the girl on the left, who can only be regarded as a delicate girl, this long-haired woman in her twenties can already be called a beauty.

Both men were also dressed in tattered clothes, and their eyes were equally hollow and numb.

Ye Heren lowered his head slightly, saw the shackles on the hands and feet of the two of them, frowned, Ye Heren stuck the long sword on the ground, and then clenched the shackles with both hands.

The long-haired beauty lowered her head, a glimmer of brightness regained in her hollow and numb eyes, and she moved her dry lips in some surprise, as if she wanted to say something.

"Humph!" With a slight force on his arms, the shackles made of metal were easily torn off by Ye Heren.

However, tearing off the metal shackles is not a difficult thing for Ye Heren now, his strength has reached his current level, and if he tries his best, it is not a problem to lift a small car.

After tearing off all the other shackles as concocted, Ye Heren said to the two, "Let's go, let's leave this place." ”

The short-haired girl looked at him, and then said in a slightly dry voice, "Where are you going?" We two are slaves! ”

Hearing this, Ye Heren's face was also a little entangled, and it was indeed a bit dangerous to enter the survivor camp with two slaves.

Although most of the powerful people owned a certain number of slaves, they did not make such things public.

Even if the slaves are sent to their homes through the slave transport team, they will find ways to avoid the eyes of the crowd through some tunnels or secret passages in the city.

Ye Herren didn't know what secret passages were in the Warsong camp, and his identity couldn't tell him about these things.

Seeing what the two were wearing, Ye Heren patted his backpack, and said with a smile on his face: "It's okay, let's go, it's good to give you a little 'cross-dressing' on the way." ”