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Seeing those mutants rushing over, Zhuang Lun stood aside with his arms folded and shoulders, without the slightest intention of making a move.

Wu Qingyue deserved it at all, although he couldn't kill him because of Wu Jing, but Zhuang Lun didn't want to care about his life or death.

In the face of the special combat team members who are at least first-level strength, those mutants are not opponents at all, as long as they get closer, they will be killed immediately.

But in those mutant squads, there are also many masters, either because of adventures, or because they were ancient warriors before the end of the world, and their strength has reached the level of first-level warriors, or even second-level warriors.

A slender young man with bright eyes, holding a cyan war knife in his hand, his toes were light, and his body moved like the wind, suddenly appearing beside a special combat member.

A cyan light flashed on the blade, and lightly flashed the three-edged military thorn blocked by the special combat member, as if caressed by a lover, and slashed across the neck of the special combat member.

When the special combat team member next to him saw that his comrade-in-arms was killed, the three-sided military thorn in his hand immediately stabbed at the chest of the thin young man.

With a turn of the blade, the cyan war knife slashed upward, blocking the three-edged army thorn, and at this moment, a short man came out from behind the thin young man.

In both hands, he held two Emei thorns, one to the eye of the special combat member, and one to pierce his chin upwards.

In just an instant, the life of this special combat member was taken away by this man.

An ordinary-looking young man, holding a sledgehammer in each hand, can knock a special combat member backwards with a single blow.

Behind him, a tall middle-aged man, armed with a two-handed sword, slashed to death the special combat team members who had been beaten to the point of unsteady standing.

Looking at the four of them attacking and defending, the tacit understanding is incomparable, and they should be members of a team.

The special operators who were supposed to be like a high wall to block the attacks of the mutants, faced the members of each team, and in just a few breaths, five or six people died.

Zhuang Lun, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but admire again and again at this time.

"These four people are also ingenious, they all focus on the improvement of two attributes, so that if they work together, the power they can exert is often not weaker than those who have improved in an all-round way."

The middle-aged man and the ordinary-looking youth, their attributes were obviously strength and physique, while as for the thin youth and short men, their attributes were agility and physique.

After a few breaths, with the tacit cooperation of the four people, five more special combat team members fell.

Seeing this, the two second-level fighters who had been guarding Wu Qingyue's side couldn't help it, and one of the second-level fighters jumped out from behind the special combat members.

The triangular army thorn in his hand brought a fierce wind and stabbed towards the chest of the middle-aged man with the sword.

The middle-aged man sneered, ignoring the attack of this second-level soldier, and still calmly used the big sword in his hand to slash a special combat member to death.

Seeing that this second-level soldier was about to stab the Triangular Army into the middle-aged man's chest, suddenly countless fan-shaped metal pieces flew in, constantly hitting the Triangular Army Thorn, neutralizing its impact.

Just before the second-level warrior could recover from the shock, the middle-aged man sneered, and the big sword in his hand turned into an ice blue color and slashed at his body.

The second-level warrior only felt his body stiffen for a while, and his speed slowed down suddenly.

The secret path in his heart was not good, and the second-level warrior wanted to ask for help, but before he could speak, hundreds of fan-shaped metal pieces gathered into a long cone, which directly penetrated his heart.

Hundreds of fan-shaped metal pieces spread out, flying towards the middle-aged man's back, and a handsome young man walked over slowly, his right hand was weak, and those fan-shaped metal pieces were constantly rotating in his palm.

Zhuang Lun's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, and his mental control was so handsome!

"Zhuang Lun, I beg you to save my dad!"

However, not everyone will appreciate the attack methods of this mutant team like Zhuang Lun.

Wu Jing watched the special combat team members who protected her father being killed one by one, and her father's situation became more and more dangerous, how could she not panic in her heart.

"Everyone is responsible for their own actions! This is your father's debt, and he needs to pay it himself! Zhuang Lun didn't reply, and said coldly.

He was afraid that when he turned around and saw Wu Jing's sad expression, he couldn't help but want to help Wu Qingyue.

Just as the powerful five-person mutant team was attacking, dozens of huge fireballs suddenly flew from the side, blasting at them wildly.

Caught off guard, all four members of the mutant team were injured, and only the young man who came out last was unharmed.

In front of him, hundreds of fan-shaped metal plates combined with each other to form a hemispherical shield that blocked the fireball's attack.

Wu Jing held the staff of the druid, walked out slowly from behind Zhuang Lun, and stood in front of those SWAT team members.

Seeing Wu Jing coming out, the handsome young man's eyes lit up.

The long hair behind the ears, the slender neck, the beautiful and gentle face with a bit of stubbornness, a mature and round body, all of them show that this is an absolute stunner.

"This beauty, they are the common enemy of all of us, if you help them, they are the enemy of all of us!"

The handsome young man smiled shallowly at the corner of his mouth, bowed slightly, and his posture was very elegant. Of course, in Zhuang Lun's view, this is very ** plus underdrawn.

"You're dealing with my father, and I'm not going to let you go anyway!"

The thin young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Wu Jing with a fierce gaze, and after sneering, turned into a gust of wind and attacked Wu Jing.

Wu Jing still had too little combat experience, and she could clearly see the movement of the thin young man, but it was difficult for her to avoid his attacks.

"Chai Chao, be careful, don't scratch the face of the beauty!"

The handsome young man chuckled and shouted, but the thin young man ignored his words.

Although Zhuang Lun was extremely unhappy to see that handsome young man at this time, in order to let Wu Jing learn some lessons, he still planned to wait a while to help her.

The cyan war knife in Chai Chao's hand slashed fiercely at Wu Jing's neck, and in the face of Chai Chao's fierce momentum, Wu Jing's footsteps suddenly became chaotic.

Seeing that Wu Jing was about to be slashed, a light mask suddenly popped out of her body, blocking Chai Chao's attack.

After that, no matter how Chai Chao attacked, he couldn't shake the light mask on Wu Jing's body in the slightest.

After seeing that Chai Chao's attack could not hurt herself, Wu Jing seemed to have confidence all of a sudden, and with a wave of the staff of the druid in her hand, dozens of fireballs flew out, turning into a cage, enveloping Chai Chao in it.

Even if Chai Chao's body is as ethereal as the wind, surrounded by dense and seamless fireballs, there is no way to escape.

Seeing Chai Chao's situation, the handsome young man who was originally relaxed also changed his face, and the fan-shaped metal piece flew out and flew into the fireball, turning into a hollow ball, wrapping Chai Chao inside.

But even so, forty fireballs exploded at the same time, and those fan-shaped metal pieces flew around, and Chai Chao was also seriously injured.

The handsome young man also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and it was obvious that the explosion just now had also damaged his mental power attached to the fan-shaped metal sheet.

"I didn't expect the beauty who looks delicate to be so strong! Looks like I'm going to take it seriously! ”

The handsome young man's right hand grasped weakly, and the fan-shaped metal pieces that were originally scattered everywhere immediately flew back, and with a wave of his right arm, hundreds of fan-shaped metal pieces formed a swordfish.

His right hand clenched violently, and the swordfish composed of fan-shaped metal pieces swung its tail violently, and it flew out directly, slamming into Wu Jing's shield fiercely.

There was a slight jolt in the shroud, only a slight loss of durability.

The second-level wall of aurora is too strong to be broken by this handsome young man at all.

Seeing this, Wu Jing's confidence increased greatly, and the staff kept waving, and fireballs continued to fly in the air, blasting towards the handsome young man.

The handsome young man was blasted around, but he dodged just right, dodging every fireball.

While dodging the attack, the handsome young man also controlled the swordfish to attack Wu Jing's protective shield, and as time passed, the durability of the protective shield became less and less.