"Boom ......"

Under the gloomy sky, the sound of angry thunder echoed. (Fastest update)

In the wilderness, three or two zombies wandered unconsciously, and by chance, a zombie stopped wandering, twisted its wrinkled face, and reflected the shadow of two quad off-road motorcycles in its scarlet eyes.

"Woo-click!" With a strange scream, as if calling for their companions, several zombies rushed in the direction of food.

"Bang, bang......"

Several gunshots echoed, and before the zombie could get closer, it was 'pierced' through the head by bullets, and fell backwards, and at this moment it was still more than 200 meters away from two quad-wheeled motorcycles.

"Buzz!"

The motocross wheels relentlessly rolled over their bodies, and Zhu Ling's smug laughter echoed, "How is it, has my marksmanship improved?" ”

"Tsk, it seems that you didn't 'waste' those boxes of ammunition and 'medicine'!" Wu Feng was riding a motorcycle, and the little black back was lying on the front of the car blowing the wind, this has been raised for dozens of days, and the original size still hasn't grown, I really don't know where those zombie 'meat' balls have eaten, but, listening to Zhu Ling last time, this little black back has grown more than four meters in length.

As soon as I thought of Zhu Ling, I heard Zhu Ling say again: "I said, let's compete to see who gets to the village in front first!" ”

"Okay, I'll go first!"

Wu Feng grinned, pulled up the front of the car, and suddenly accelerated past Zhu Ling, so that he could only eat ashes when he just turned around.

When you speed up, you don't want to think about what the backpack is, and you won't run anyway, so it's not too late to reach DJI City today, after all, forty or fifty kilometers away, I believe you can reach it before nightfall.

Zhu Ling said that although this DJI city is not the big 'gate' of the Holy Warrior Land, according to tradition, warriors from all walks of life will arrive at DJI City in advance, make a final rest in DJI City, and wait for the Holy Land to open, and this tradition has lasted for nearly 1,500 years.

A few days later, the ancient warriors entered the mountains one after another, and the battle began......

Recuperation is not so much a recuperation as it is the first test.

The brave move forward, and the cowards escape.

Smiled slightly, I don't know how many people will stop this time, and how many people will enter the blood trial regardless of life and death. （）

When I looked up, I saw dead crops in the fields ahead, which were not cultivated, and the villages in front of me were already in sight.

Turning his head, he didn't see Zhu Ling's trace, he didn't have any pressure, he pouted, and was about to finish this last stretch of the road, but unexpectedly, at this time, the little black back lying in the front of the car suddenly rushed out of the front of the car.

Wu Feng was surprised, could it be that this little thing found something?

When I stopped and turned my head, I saw that the little black back sniffed on the ground, and then raised one of his hind 'legs'......

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he turned around, he heard a terrible cry coming from the small village in front of him.

"Anyone?"

As soon as I was suspicious in my heart, I saw six people running out of the entrance of the village, and these six people were not slow, as if they were running towards here with light skills.

Ancient warriors? What could make an ancient warrior run so wild?

At this moment, among the six people, four men and two 'women', with different light skills and footwork, are not people from the same 'sect', and what makes Wu Feng even more suspicious is that there is no one chasing them out in that small village, nor is there any powerful mutant beast or burial person, and the frightened appearance of the six people is as if they have seen a ghost!

Suspicious, he turned his head and said to the little black back who was convenient: "Rations, go back to your master!" ”

"Hmm......" Xiao Heibei let him know who Wu Feng was talking about, when Wu Feng was fighting with people, that Zhu Ling hugged him every day.

"Ahh

At this moment, I suddenly heard a scream, and when I turned around, I saw a man's head already flying high, and his headless body fell to the ground!

Suspicious in his heart, is he a controller who can be invisible? And the remaining five people ran even more desperately, as if they just wanted to distance themselves from the headless corpse.

"Brother, run, run......" One of the men saw Wu Feng carrying a Tang knife and a short knife around his waist, and he didn't forget to remind Wu Feng in horror, but this mouth, a blade penetrated out of his mouth!

Seeing that the blade was two fingers wide and slightly curved, Wu Feng frowned, no matter what, since you kindly reminded me, I will let you see clearly who killed you. (Fastest update)

Without waiting for the blade to disappear from the dead man's mouth, he drew the short knife from his waist and threw it in the direction where the man had fallen!

The short knife with the pattern of the demon god on the blade turned into a cold light, but it was "clicked" into the dirt and fell short.

Wu Feng was not surprised at all, and while 'drawing' the Tang knife, he only observed the surroundings of the corpse, there were no footprints, no traces of dead grass, and no traces of pressing!

The other four people ran to Wu Feng's side, and without even looking at Wu Feng, they ran towards the direction of Tiancheng, and at the same time, Wu Feng suddenly felt the coolness of 'yin' wrapped around his neck like a silk thread, his body turned faster than his mind, and his body leaned back, only feeling the cool wind sweeping on the tip of his nose.

I can't smell anything on my nose, and there is no trace of the dead grass around me, can I still fly?

Just when I had this thought, I felt a chill hit my chest again.

can not dodge, the Tang knife in his hand flashed, and swept directly in front of the car, suddenly, the chill disappeared, and appeared from the side ribs.

As soon as he pedaled the quad bike under his feet, his body flipped out to the left, and when he stood with a knife, he secretly thought in his heart, "What a fast speed, you can attack me in an instant!" ”

At this moment, those few ancient martial artists had already fled far away, in vain, and they felt as if their feet were entangled in ice silk, and the crisis reaction was completely unable to tell where the enemy was attacking, only knowing that the enemy wanted to make Wu Feng jump!

"Grandpa, how can you command!"

The corners of Wu Feng's mouth were raised, the Tang knife in his hand turned, and the light of the knife enveloped his whole body in an instant, and suddenly, the chill disappeared on his legs, and at the same time, a terrible scream sounded in his ears.

At a glance, I saw the head of an ancient warrior flying high again, and the rest of the people, although they fled in a hurry, still did not escape the fate of being killed, and fell into this long-abandoned field one after another......

"Not the one in control!"

In his heart, he is extremely sure that he is not an ancient martial artist, nor is he a controller, at such a distance, there is absolutely no one who is so fast, even if it is an innate martial artist, it is impossible to 'shoot' three or four hundred meters in an instant, so Wu Feng has reason to believe that the enemy is not acting alone, as for the controller, he has seen a pair of twins, both are in control, but their abilities are very different, because the abilities of the controllers are similar but absolutely not the same, so it is absolutely impossible to be the controller.

The enemies act in groups, and are still playing a game of cat and mouse.

These people can hide in the air, and they are extremely fast, if they want to kill these frightened ancient warriors quickly, it is very simple, and they will not be allowed to run a distance of two or three kilometers at all.

Damn, what kind of people are they who are actually playing with ancient warriors like this!

As soon as this thought was born in my heart, I suddenly felt a cold feeling from the front 'chest' and back together.

"Two in unison? Hum! ”

sneered in his heart, I'm not afraid that there are many of you, I'm afraid that you won't attack, step on the side, when you feel a chill in your body, your body turns, your left hand becomes a bloody claw and grabs it towards the air, and Tang Dao slashes towards the right, if you can succeed, at least one can be caught, how do you expect it, at this time, your legs', throat, waist ribs, vest, and all the key points of your body feel cold!

The other party has played enough, and wants to surround Wei to save Zhao!

However, the person I, Wu Feng, want to kill, how can I save it if I say it?!

"Ten Bloody Battles!" The jet-black Tang knife that had been chopped out, the blade turned from black to red, and in an instant, the blood-colored knife light wrapped Wu Feng like a ball.

"Ding ding, ding ......" several crisp sounds sounded in the field, and several broken knives fell to the ground, the blades were two fingers wide, slightly curved, and there were blood grooves on both sides of the back of the knife.

It's just that he doesn't care about these broken knives, and when the blood-colored knife light dissipates, he is already holding a short black-clothed man in his left hand.

looked at the five-inch nail coldly, and I didn't expect that it was such a person who killed the ancient warrior.

But seeing this short man in black, holding a broken knife and wanting to resist, the internal force of his left hand was spitted, which shocked his whole body, not only shook his hand with a broken knife, but also shook his 'masked' turban to fly, wanting to see what it looked like, what was surprising was that the black-clothed 'masked' face was actually a 'woman', and it looked pretty good.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he asked a question, he saw a decisive 'color' in this person's eyes, and his lips moved, and he wanted to commit suicide, but it was not so easy, and as soon as he was urged, he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

When he threw it to the ground, Tang Dao randomly put it on his neck and said with a smile, "Let your companion come out, or I will count them and I will cut your beautiful face!" ”

In exchange for good intentions, he looked coldly and pouted, "One!" With a movement of the wrist, the knife broke the phase, and the 'woman' was silent, as if she was very hard.

Hard, Wu Feng doesn't care, only the five senses are full of the feeling of the wind and grass around her, except for the "whirring" wind, there is no abnormal sound, and there is no coldness, could it be that her companions gave up on her?

"Two!"

It was another 'color' of resentment on his cheeks, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to be eager to peel his Wu Feng and 'twitch' him.

"Three, I'm not patient, from now on every time I count a number, I'll cut off a part of your body!" Wu Feng smiled, but he looked like a demon. With a flash of the sword, an arm flew off the black-clothed man's body, and at the same time, he finally felt several chills coming from all sides.

"Heh, finally can't you hold it anymore?"

Grinning, he raised his foot and kicked directly into the heart of the black-clothed man's heart, shattering his heart, and making this empty field echo his Wu Feng's cold voice.

"Annihilation in all directions!"

The blood-colored sword light burst out in all directions in an instant, like a blooming blood lotus 'flower', although it has not been able to release its internal force at this moment, Wu Feng can make up for it with speed......

The ghostly body makes this blooming blood lotus slowly wither, and wherever you go, it is the place where the petals of the 'flower' flutter in the wind.

"Click!"

Suddenly felt that the Tang knife slashed an object, and saw the blood shining in the air, and a black-clothed corpse fell to the ground limply, but, thoughtlessly, with a footstep, the knife flashed.

"Poof!"

Blood flashed in the air, and a severed arm fell to the ground in vain.

"Tita ......"

Suddenly, a voice came from the air, and after that, I saw a trail of blood spreading rapidly towards the northwest.

"Ran away?"

Looking at the few corpses on the ground, Wu Feng exhaled a turbid breath and stood with a knife, wondering why these black-clothed people wanted to chase and kill the ancient warriors? And, judging from various indications, these men in black are fixed and goalless, that is, they will attack and kill whoever they meet......

Suddenly, a mournful roar sounded in his ears, "Demon Dao villain, return my brother's life......"