"Assassin, did you find anything?" The man with the bamboo pole looked at the ground.

Underground, the snow silently parted half a meter of cracks, revealing a wet body full of rubble. Slipping on the ground, a young man dressed in white came out, his face was also very white, like snow, without the slightest blood, his eyes were calm, without a trace of impurities, like two pieces of ice that had been frozen for a long time, these eyes glanced at Wu Zhen, and then slowly closed.

This is an indifferent person and a dangerous person. This was Wu Zhen's first impression.

"Hmm!"

The assassin replied with a humming sound, without explanation, and slowly melted into the snow, as if he had left.

The bamboo pole man grinned in embarrassment, snorted coldly, and looked at Wu Zhen with ill will, he felt that this was an insult when he was seen by a weak human, and even vented his dissatisfaction with the assassin on Wu Zhen.

Boom!

The bamboo pole man lifted his leg and kicked it, Wu Zhen finally got up, but he kicked it into the snow, and the blood that flowed out of his leg stained a lot red. Flakes of snow.

The two snipers seemed to be used to such a scene, and they didn't even have the mood to look at Wu Zhen, they hated both weak ordinary people, and they hated to see them show their pitiful appearance, they thought they were one level higher than ordinary people, they were used to this kind of life, and they regarded themselves as superior people.

Wu Zhen endured the pain, got up very consciously, and led the way in front with a steel pipe.

The assassin did not disappear, he was always around the four of them, this is something that Wu Zhen is very sure of, from the appearance of this elusive assassin, Wu Zhen immediately became alert, the bamboo pole man and the two snipers made him feel very tricky, and after adding the assassin, it was enough to threaten his life, fortunately, the assassin and these three people did not seem to be on the right path, and this may be able to make a fuss.

Wu Zhen walked very slowly, and he needed to think about countermeasures to face these four people. His odds of victory are low, and so far, he has not figured out the Assassin's abilities, probably probes. But being called an assassin by the bamboo pole man is not as simple as probing. Wu Zhen worries that he is good at fighting, assassin, an ancient profession known for its swift and weird assassination methods. It was the first time that Wu Zhen had encountered such an opponent, and he was a little nervous and a little excited.

The imprint didn't get the information, then, these four people are not level ten lifeforms, but there is no doubt that they are all powerful human beings, if it weren't for the bamboo pole man and the two snipers showing deep malice towards themselves and here, Wu Zhen really didn't want to kill them, and the human strength would have been weak. These combat powers have grown up with great difficulty, but compared to the enhancement of combat effectiveness, it is more difficult to maintain human nature, at least the bamboo pole man has changed, and his heart is rotten.

So, it is necessary to die.

Right now, Wu Zhen could only take these four people to Beishan, that place was the most suitable battlefield.

Between the ten levels of life, the distance is close to a range. They will sense each other, and when he gets close, if there is a level 10 xenomorph in the mountain, they will definitely be able to detect his existence. When the xenomorph comes out, he just needs to try to pretend to be an ordinary person, and the xenomorph may notice his abnormality, but as long as he doesn't take the initiative to exude aura, these few people who are less than level ten can't see through him at all, and when the time comes. These four people had to fight against the tenth-level xenomorphs, and no matter who won, they would face Wu Zhen's bombardment in the end.

Wu Zhen's idea is very good, but there is another possibility, in case he doesn't sense the breath of the xenomorph in the mountain, then he can only kill these four people with some effort, if there is a xenomorph, Wu Zhen can still pick up some cheapness, if there is no xenomorph, he will be very troublesome.

Wu Zhen was looking forward more and more to the appearance of this tenth-level xenomorph.

After walking for almost two hours, Wu Zhen finally came to the edge of the snow pit under the angry eyes of the three of them.

"Stand firm!"

There was a sound in the snow beneath your feet.

Wu Zhen nodded blankly.

Boom!

The snow under his feet bloomed like a flower, and a snow dragon rose up, and the whistling snowflakes seemed to turn into the sharpest sword, swirling and cutting around Wu Zhen's body. The blade rotated outward, drawing out an incredible force, bringing a huge force to the air, and Wu Zhen, who was in the middle of the whirlpool, moved upwards uncontrollably like a fish caught in a net, rising into the air, like a cannonball being thrown out of the pit.

Wu Zhen had never seen such a magical ability, and it could be seen from this hand that the strength of the assassin was very strong, and he was more curious, what would happen if the blade formed by the snowflake was rotated inward?

Boom!

Wu Zhenjie smashed into the snow solidly, splashing a man-high snow.

The assassin disappeared again, as if he had not appeared, but Wu Zhen had a strange feeling that the assassin had also come up.

The bamboo pole man ran towards the steep snow pit wall, and when he was still three or four meters away, he stepped up one step at a time, and then alternately scratched on the wall with both hands, arching his body, and occasionally borrowing strength with his feet.

Like an agile leopard, the bamboo pole man climbed on the dirt wall with the help of the strength of his hands, like running on flat ground, looking effortless, and after five or six seconds, he also rushed up. The expression was relaxed, but there was a lot of snow falling on the top of his head, which looked a little embarrassed, and compared to the way the assassin was amazing, it was much worse.

The two snipers were not so good at kung fu, and the bamboo pole man found a dirty and old hemp rope from the snow outside, tied it to a few crooked dead trees, and continued, the two grabbed the rope and climbed up quickly, and the two of them took more than a minute together.

Wu Zhen didn't dare to use his soul, for fear of making them suspect that the appearance of a tenth-level soul would break all his plans, once he fought with these four people, the people in the snow pit might not be spared, this was not the place to fight, he needed to go further. Without soul exploration, Wu Zhen could only understand the abilities and characteristics of these four people in other ways, such as brains.

Although he is not as smart as He Bin, after evolving to the tenth level, the degree of brain development has long been different from the past, and the usual wisps of details can be translated into important information when they reach him.

Through the information inadvertently revealed by these four people, Wu Zhen almost understood the approximate strength of the four people, the two snipers were around level seven or eight, and the bamboo pole man was estimated to be level nine, and the assassins were ...... It must be level nine.

In addition to these, Wu Zhen also analyzed more things.

The two snipers climbed up in such a primitive way because their bodies were not strong enough, and yes, the sniper's ability focuses on the improvement of skills, and the evolution of physical strength is probably very slow, which makes Wu Zhen have a clearer strategy. Snipers are certainly powerful, and if they are kept away from them, they will become their targets, but their bodies are weak, and now they are so close to him, he can kill at least one of them by surprise.

Keeping himself within the range of a sniper is undoubtedly the most fatal mistake, but Wu Zhen is already here, he can only try to change his unfavorable position, instantly make two snipers become one, and even kill both of them, so that his chances of victory can look a little bigger. (To be continued.) )