The wilderness was endless, and there was no one else within a few kilometers around, Wang Hao did not retain his strength at all, and launched his slashing ability with all his strength, rushing towards the wild boar herd not far away.

Huya is three, one knife is chopped, it is equivalent to four slashes in front and back, left and right, Wang Hao is like a human-shaped lawn mower moving at high speed, the knife wind is rolled around his body, and the whole person is wrapped in the light of the long knife of the tiger tooth.

There was an extremely shocking "coaxing and coaxing" sound in the air, which was because the speed of swinging the knife was too fast, and the sound of several knives came out almost at the same time.

Dozens of wild boars formed a circle, with a diameter of only twenty or thirty meters, Wang Hao rushed in from one end of the wild boar herd, and rushed out from the other end in the blink of an eye.

Where Wang Hao passed behind him, more than a dozen wild boars within a meter on both sides maintained an absolutely static posture.

Half a second later, these small mountains of wild boars crashed to the ground, and their huge bodies often shattered into two or three pieces, and some even four or five pieces.

The mutant boar was really fierce, and when he saw the tragic situation of more than a dozen of his companions, the remaining mutant boars didn't know how to write the dead word, regrouped together, and rushed towards Wang Hao like crazy.

Different from their rough appearance, the charge of the mutant boar is quite orderly, and it actually forms a small "formation", with two or three heads in a row, orderly before and after, the slightly weaker ones in front, and the stronger ones in the rear.

Replaced by an ordinary superpower, in the face of wave after wave of powerful impacts, it is inevitable that there will be times when you can't resist, whether you are hit by a wild boar or trampled on, there is no good end. But Wang Hao is obviously an exception, with the cooperation of Huya and Sudden Slash, the numerical advantage has not had much effect on Wang Hao, especially the wild boars formed this kind of long dense queue, which is simply taking the initiative to cooperate with Wang Hao to slaughter.

The long knife slashed at the wild boar's skin with a piercing sneer, like a blunt knife sharpened on a whetstone, and Wang Hao launched another sudden slash in the face of the wild boar herd.

Slightly different from the direction of the knife last time, in this sudden slash, Wang Hao cut all four knives in front of him, cut over a row of wild boars blocking the road, and then cut over the second row, the third row, and so on.

The sudden slash contains the ability to brutally collide, Wang Hao doesn't want to collide with these strong and thick-skinned guys, their weight is only heavier than the defenders who don't hold weapons, and they are not the soft flesh of the guards, the pigskin is hard and rough, if you really collide, it is Wang Hao himself who is unlucky.

In the blink of an eye, the wild boar herd was slaughtered.

In the last row of the charging team, there was a guy with the largest body, who was probably stronger than a rhinoceros, and when he was halfway through, he stopped his steps sharply, turned around and ran, and escaped from the battle.

Don't look at its strong exaggeration, the appearance is quite clumsy, but the speed is really not slow, the four small short legs swishing in the wind, used both front and back, on the flat ground is not like a wild boar, but like a huge and flexible fox, a few strokes of the long way out, in the blink of an eye only left a small black spot on the horizon, that speed is not much slower than the off-road vehicle.

Wang Hao looked at the back of the fleeing wild boar and smiled, this guy looked stupid and rude, but he didn't expect it to be quite cunning, other wild boars only know how to charge, this guy actually knows how to run away when he sees the situation.

Promising.

After sucking a part of the blood of the mutant boar, the blood knife did not contain any valuable energy, it was nothing more than third-order strength and third-order agility, which did not improve much for the pure-blood tree.

As for the racial ability, I didn't find it, but the racial ability is very strange, and even if the mutated boar has a racial ability, it may not be produced by every boar.

The little monk over there was poked in the shoulder by the fangs of the wild boar, and half of his shoulder was bloody and fleshy, and he was struggling to get up.

Wang Hao's long knife was still in his hand, and he walked in front of the little monk, keeping a tiger tooth that could cut him at any time, but not too close.

In the fight between the little monk and the wild boar just now, Wang Hao could see it clearly, this little guy whose ability level is not very high, has extremely flexible body skills and exaggerated attack power.

At least Wang Hao estimated that he would never be able to fly a few thousand catties of mutant wild boars in the air with one palm, even if he used his savage collision ability, he might not be able to do it, but this little monk clearly had a maximum ability of only the fourth order, but he flew several wild boars in a row, which was really staggering.

For these new humans with strange abilities, we must maintain the necessary vigilance, even if this little monk is born with milk and cuteness.

"Thank you to the donor for the rescue, the little monk is grateful." The little monk struggled and tried several times but couldn't get up, so he could only reluctantly sit up straight on the ground, stand up and salute Wang Hao with one palm.

This salute touched the wound again, and his face turned pale with pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans seeped out of his forehead, streaking on his dusty little face.

"What the hell is going on?" Wang Hao pointed to the two human corpses on the ground and asked, these two people are a new human and an old human, and from their wounds, it doesn't seem that they were killed by a wild boar, but caused by human superpowers.

The little monk said with a bitter face: "When the little monk passed by here, he saw that these two donors were fighting, and they had fallen to the ground and were seriously injured. ”

Wang Hao couldn't help but shake his head, the superpowers of the new human race and the old human race met in a narrow way in the wilderness, it would be strange if you didn't fight, you are a new human little monk to persuade you, the new human is a traitor when you are a traitor, and the old human when you have a conspiracy, it is sure that both parties will not please you.

"When this kind of thing happens, both sides will be beaten together, understand?" Wang Hao laughed, and then continued to ask with interest: "They want to beat you, why do you want to protect them?" ”

This little monk's first impression on him was good, the so-called Buddhist disciples in the old era gave people the first feeling that the marketization was too serious, and there was no feeling of Buddhism at all, but this little monk was just the opposite.

The little monk shook his head, his voice was obviously still a little childish, but he said very seriously: "If you don't save yourself when you see death, it's not the disciple of Buddhism." ”

"And what if they're going to kill you?" Wang Hao then asked.

The little monk showed an embarrassed smile at this time, and said shyly: "Although these two donors are fierce, their skills are not great, and that one may not be able to kill the little monk." ”

Wang Hao smiled, waved his hand at the charm brain, and asked it to take the little monk into the car.

This little monk seems to have some mysteries that have never been discovered before, Wang Hao has not seen the strong martial superpower, although this ability is rare, but it is absolutely impossible to have such great power, even if the little monk is a fourth-order strong martial superpower, he can't do it with one palm to fly the wild boar.

And if there is a small monk, there must be a middle monk, a big monk, an old monk, a monk in the new era and a monk in the old era are completely different concepts, Wang Hao also wants to see this group of people.

The charm brain manipulated Yang Lianhua's body and walked in front of the little monk, and without saying a word, he took the little monk into his arms and hugged him horizontally.

Yang Lianhua's body was quite plump, and the two small mountains of flesh on her chest immediately buried the little monk's bald head deeply.

The little monk's originally pale face suddenly turned red with shame, and he muttered in a low voice: "The little monk will go by himself, and the little monk will go by himself." ”

The charm brain showed a strange smile, stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed it on the little monk's bald head a few times, and asked the little monk in an extremely feminine voice: "The young man hasn't touched a woman yet, has he?" ”

The little monk's face turned even redder, even his neck was red, he hurriedly struggled to jump out of the arms of the ghost, pointed to the two corpses and said, "Donor, wait a minute, the little monk buried them first." ”

"Don't bully him." Wang Hao sent a mental fluctuation to the charm brain.

As Wang Hao's first subordinate, the charm brain consciously put himself in the position of Wang Hao's founding disciple, for this new little guy, the charm brain doesn't want to be robbed of his chief position, so he naturally has to stand up.

But it definitely won't work, even if Wang Hao allows, he may not have beaten this little monk, after a few seconds of thinking, the charm brain came up with this method, so that the little monk will be afraid as long as he sees himself in the future!

. That's what it was called in the old days.

Compared with Xiang Xiao Monk Liwei, Mei Brain felt that pleasing Wang Hao was the fundamental priority, and hurriedly responded to a spiritual fluctuation of obedience. But it looked at the little monk with a look in his eyes that was not so simple.

The coming day is long, sooner or later, I will chill when you see my sister one day.

The little monk insisted on burying the two corpses, but Wang Haoye didn't stop him, and sat on the side and smoked two cigarettes.

The little monk dug a big pit and buried people, he was already tired and out of breath, and he was about to say something to Wang Hao, when his body suddenly shook twice, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Wang Hao jumped up violently, and rushed to the little monk in two steps, only to see that the injury on the little monk's shoulder showed no signs of improvement at all, but became more and more erosive, and the blood flowing from the wound had stained the monk's robe red.

Wang Hao frowned, lowered his head and dipped a trace of the little monk's blood, after the analysis of the pure-blood tree, he only found a fourth-order strong martial superpower, second-order agility and first-order strength, but there was no recovery ability.

Even the most ordinary new human will have a first-order recovery ability, as long as you don't die on the spot, you basically can't die, I didn't expect this kid to have no recovery ability, this is really unexpected.

The little monk's blood flowed more and more, and his face became more and more ugly, and under Wang Hao's nose, his breathing gradually weakened.

He lay in front of a grave bun, his clothes torn by wild boars, his two calves were probably scarred from the long journey, and his tattered straw sandals were all falling apart, and hung pitifully on his toes, but his little face was quite peaceful.

He tried his best to protect two guys he didn't know at all, and dragged his seriously injured bodies to bury them, only to be exposed to the wilderness when he was about to die.

He's just a kid.

"Grass!"

Without hesitation, Wang Hao used all the remaining hundreds of life origins to restore ability, and produced a third-order recovery ability fruit.

For pure-blooded humans born with super recovery abilities, restoring superpowers is an ornament and completely useless.

"Master, based on the analysis of the database and the results of my studies in the last few days, I feel it is necessary to remind you that your way of using the source of life seems to be attributed to the waves...."

As he spoke, a sudden brake stopped, and Wang Hao asked curiously, "What are the waves?" ”

Mei Brain didn't dare to say waste directly, so he quickly changed to a standardized, more pleasing word: "Uh, no, no, no, it should be said that the input and output are relatively low." ”

Wang Hao ignored him.

According to the database, the loyal ministers in history should risk their lives to speak, and the charm brain finally couldn't hold back its own persuasion, and it was ready to remind Wang Hao in a roundabout way.

"Master, do you want to listen to the song?"

"What song?" Wang Hao replied casually.

"The heart is too soft." Charm Brain said.

"If you want to sing, sing eighteen touches, this is good!"

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