Yan Baixun looked down at Zhou Zheng with a lofty eye, this achievement was enough for him to lay the halo of a genius in the siege, and Zhou Zheng? He is nothing more than a clown-like being, and on this stage, he will only provoke countless jokes and become the laughing stock of the after-dinner tea in the siege.

Zhou Zheng's face was as usual, and even under his flat face, it was a kind of pathetic for Yan Baixun.

"Fuck off, who do you think you are?"

The sadness in Zhou Zheng's eyes made Yan Baixun have an urge to jump like thunder.

If he was a loser, he wouldn't mind the other party casting a pathetic look at him, but now Zhou is a loser. Why does a loser dare to look at himself with such eyes? is like an arrogant Luhua chicken, but he was stepped on fiercely, making Yan Baixun's face ugly.

The van was driven away, clearing a road in the crowd.

The electric car drove slowly and stopped where the truck had just stopped.

The small trunk, people really can't think of how big a game can be held, or just a few small animals such as hares? Higher, people's imagination is also thinking about the first-order mutant turkey.

Rubbish!

Apprentice Martial Artist!

This is the most intuitive understanding of Young Master Zhou, and I can't imagine that in front of Instructor Yan's prey, why does Young Master Zhou dare and have the courage to put his prey out?

Yan Baixun's prey is indeed described as a mountain, just an adult sword pig, its volume is the size of a small half an electric car, and then with a few other prey, it has long been piled up like a small mountain. Especially the hideous face of the jungle spider, so that people who see it always feel cold.

"Waste, you don't give up if you don't go to the Yellow River."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Baixun's mouth, he didn't mind letting Zhou Zheng fall more thoroughly, didn't he have such a dream at the beginning of the competition?

Zhou Zhengyi changed his silent attitude just now and said: "Isn't it too early to show the attitude of a victor now?" ”

"Ugh!"

Yan Baixun's heart was like lightning, Zhou Zheng was still so calm when he knew his chips, could he be sure to surpass himself? "Impossible, impossible, how can you surpass me with this waste?" Yan Baixun subconsciously drove away this absurd idea, but it became more and more intense.

Whether Yan Baixun wants it or not, the adjudicator has already walked in front of the electric car.

The crowd that was still sarcastically mocking each other just now gradually quieted down at this time, waiting to see Zhou Dashao's jokes.

"Waste is waste after all, and it is not enough to do it."

After relabeling Zhou Zheng as self-sufficient, everyone set their sights on electric vehicles.

The two adjudicators walked to the trunk, and as the trunk was opened, a strong smell of blood rushed to their noses, making them feel suffocated. After taking a few breaths of fresh space, the two adjudicators adjusted to the thick smell of blood.

Gray-brown fur, smooth and shiny.

At the back of the abdomen, one leg and one buttocks were cut off with a knife, and the crimson flesh turned dark brown after being exposed to the air for too long.

Some sharp-eyed and experienced warriors have already judged the identity of this prey from the fur.

The warriors besieging the city, as long as they have reached more than three ranks, have experience in fighting with shadow wolves, and they are certainly no strangers to this kind of fur.

"The third-order shadow wolf is a third-order shadow wolf."

I don't know who exclaimed, and suddenly the slightly noisy people fell into silence.

"Are you sure it's really a shadow wolf, a third-order shadow wolf?" People who couldn't see clearly obviously couldn't believe that Zhou Zheng, who was known as a waste, was able to hunt down a third-order shadow wolf, and he couldn't wait to verify it.

"There's absolutely nothing wrong with it, I dare to vouch for it with my personality, it's definitely a third-order shadow wolf."

"No, we'll know right away."

All kinds of discussions rang out with each other, and more people couldn't believe the news, how could Young Master Zhou hunt the shadow wolf?

Even Yan Baixun couldn't believe it.

The adjudicator grabbed the Shadow Wolf's fur, but had some difficulty removing it. You must know that its body occupies the trunk, or Zhou Zheng shoehorned it down, barely able to accommodate it. Although this adjudicator is also a martial artist, his strength is not enough to lift the huge body of the Shadow Wolf King.

"You, and you, you two went over to help."

The person in charge of the ruling, a third-stage martial artist, he hurriedly sent two more people, but he was strange, it is said that he had also fought against the shadow wolf, and he was familiar with the shadow wolf, and the shadow wolf was not so big. He didn't think about it higher at all, after all, it was simply impossible.

Soon, with the efforts of the four adjudicators, a faint white color appeared on the four of them, and with the help of star power, they finally got the prey out of the trunk.

The huge Shadow Wolf King was displayed in front of the world at this moment.

With a huge body as large as a small bull, the snow-white wolf king, even if he is dead, but on his corpse, there is still a kind of momentum that belongs to the king. The eyes are closed, but they look down on all beings as if they are open.

"The Shadow Wolf King turned out to be the Shadow Wolf King of the Fourth Order."

The indescribable shock swept through the entire square in front of the door in an instant, and people were all staring at the huge body of the Shadow Wolf King like petrification.

In the history of the siege, even Zhou Hongqiang, as the leader, did not have such an achievement, and was able to kill such a king-level mutant beast. Because as a king, it will always be surrounded by a large number of subordinates, and if you want to kill it as a king, you must clean up a large number of strange beasts around it.

The Shadow Wolf King has seen a lot of people, all of whom have looked at them from a distance, and they don't dare to stay around.

Now the Shadow Wolf King, who is protected by at least dozens of shadow wolves, has become the prey, and its corpse is presented under the eyes of countless people, it is conceivable that the person who killed the Shadow Wolf King is not just as simple as killing the Shadow Wolf King, but killing it together with dozens of shadow wolves.

How strong does this take?

For a moment, there was no sound in the entire square in front of the door except for the heavy breathing.

And Yan Baixun, as if he had been immobilized, his two eyes were huge, as if they were about to bulge out, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. He would never believe that Zhou Zheng's prey turned out to be a fourth-order Shadow Wolf King, a cunning who even a fifth-rank martial artist didn't dare to provoke.

"How so, how so?"

Suddenly, Yan Baixun had a very sad feeling.

I am like a clown dancing a dark stage, but I feel good about myself, I think I am a big star, and the whole theater revolves around me. But right now, reality is like a spotlight piercing the darkness, shining on him, ruthlessly restoring his identity, a self-righteous clown.

For a moment, Yan Baixun felt that his previous actions were so ridiculous, and his arrogance was shattered at this moment.

All the previous tricks were foreshadowing, and they would have reached a high level the moment Zhou Zheng, a waste of prey, took out his prey. Tide. But high. The tide is coming, but the object is not itself, it has become this high. The ridiculous background under the tide.

A qiē's efforts are just for the sake of perfecting others.

Yan Baixun's face instantly turned blue.

It was Yan Chuan, who was smiling, the fat on his face was constantly shaking, his hand flicked, his face was gloomy, and he left the crowd without saying a word.

What does it mean to seal the throat with a sword?

At this time, Zhou Zheng's counterattack was to seal his throat with a sword, and to determine the situation with a sword.