Although the name is elegant, it is a very ruthless move, and it is said that in ancient times it was necessary to use living people, or at least live animals, to practice swords.

There is no fighting spirit on the earth, but a skilled martial artist can sweep away the sword wind when the long sword in his hand breaks through the air at high speed through superb swordsmanship.

At first, it was to make a silent sword, but then the ancestor of the Triumphant Wind Divine Dao Stream discovered that the highly compressed air flow wrapped around the sword body was also extremely lethal in itself.

The mere rubbing of the sword can scratch a person's skin, and if the air flow is introduced into the enemy's body along the sword, it will fall apart due to the obstruction of muscle fibers. The high-velocity air currents spread out irregularly, injuring a large area of tissue, creating a wound that looks like shrapnel rolling through the body.

Although it is very laborious, even if Luo Ming has to use his fighting spirit to barely use a sword, if a human is hit by this sword, he will lose an arm and leg at least, and he will have to endure pain far beyond ordinary injuries, and at worst, he will die on the spot, and he will not even have a chance to fight back.

An almost silent sword, like a breeze inadvertently blowing, but the wound blooms like a flower, this is the cruel connotation hidden under the elegant name.

Although Hendrick is not so proficient in swordsmanship, Grant and the others are different, although it is impossible to see through it completely, but there is also a vague conjecture in their hearts.

For a while, they all cast curious and admiring eyes on Luo Ming.

However, neither the admiration of Hendrick and the others, nor Luo Ming's complacency, lasted long, because - another powerful demonic beast is attacking!

Originally, the fog here was relatively thick, and the visibility was only a dozen meters, but when fighting the snapping turtle, the fog suddenly became thicker.

Although the speed of this thickening is relatively slow, and it is difficult for ordinary people to notice it if they are not careful, but now someone has finally pointed it out.

The first reaction of many mercenaries was to ask questions, but Luo Ming immediately ran towards the snapping turtle's corpse under Aya's reminder.

"Be careful!"

Most silver-level mercenaries still have relatively rich combat experience, and the moment they heard these two words, whether they believed it or not, they subconsciously raised their vigilance.

Luckily, even his employer, Levin, approached the snapping turtle's carcass out of curiosity. If there is really any danger, a few silver-level mercenaries beside him can also protect him.

Hendrik frowned, and slammed a slender staff on the ground, from where a stream of heat spread out in all directions.

If there is a lady in a skirt nearby, I am afraid that you will quickly cover your skirt and shout hooligans. Thankfully, even Grant and the half-elf lady were wearing leather armor and a gust of wind that couldn't blow far away.

The fog was temporarily blown away by the hot wind for a moment, and a black shadow larger than a snapping turtle could be seen, which was already less than ten meters away from them.

Hendrik couldn't help but look up and was stunned for a moment, and the old man Gandu had taken a step forward without hesitation.

"Drink!"

The half-elf female archer let out a loud cry and unleashed an arrow in that direction.

Although it didn't take a long time to charge, and even a little hastily, the arrow was still infused with a small amount of fighting energy, and even the strong skin of the snapping turtle could not completely resist it at a close distance of ten meters.

However, she could see it vaguely, and confirmed by the sound that the arrow had not pierced the other person's skin.

No, it's not as simple as skin, I'm afraid that on top of the skin, it is also densely covered with hard scales.

Although it was not injured, it seemed to be enraged by the arrow, and let out a deafening roar.

For a while, it was as if the fog was rolling, and the resonance generated in the body was clear and palpable, making some people even their internal organs tumble, wanting to vomit and vomit.

Especially Levin, the businessman who had obviously not exercised much, was directly half-kneeling on the ground.

A dark shadow shook and rushed in his direction, only to be intercepted by Gandu's heavy sword halfway through.

When I looked closely, I realized that it was a sharp claw. It has many reptilian features, but it is harder and sharper, and somewhat close to the claws of birds of prey.

Gandu's heavy sword sliced a scar in the clawed palm, but he also took a step back and snorted.

The strength of the giant snapping turtle before was only like this, and the other party also had lethal claws, and I am afraid that the strength was even higher than that of the snapping turtle.

The rest of the silver-level mercenaries were a little tired after a battle, but they still managed to move forward together. The monster didn't seem to want to fight hard and stepped back.

Suddenly, it slew back with a rifle, and although everyone was somewhat prepared, they were still horrified when they saw the flying flames.

Grant was the first to make a move other than dodge, grabbing her employer, Levin, who was still stunned, and dragging his somewhat fat body to the ground.

And Luo Ming immediately grabbed Hendrick and hid behind the snapping turtle corpse.

The fire was blazing and the heat was blowing in the face, but it was quickly extinguished. The huge monster took the opportunity to hide in the fog, and it didn't take long for even the vibration of its footsteps to disappear.

It should be really far away.

But Luo Ming didn't relax immediately, he shone outward with his long sword, and after confirming that the monster was far away, he immediately stood up and looked around.

The remnants of the snow in early spring melted completely, the ground looked a little muddy, and part of the snapping tortoise's carapace was roasted black.

Fortunately, none of the silver-level mercenaries were fuel-efficient lamps, no one was killed by this blow, and the worst was only Gandu, who was the closest and didn't completely dodge, with a small burn on his skin and half of his beard burned.

I'm afraid that the monster also retreated cautiously because the fire breathing didn't have much effect.

However, Luo Ming looked behind him - the black iron-level mercenaries behind him were frightened, and some of the bronze-level mercenaries also began to hesitate.

It's not that they don't have the courage to fight hard, but it's usually a helpless choice with no way out, or gambling for a high reward.

Levin's promised reward was very generous, but this was for the task of exploring the forest and dealing with some common monsters and beasts. As a life money, it is a little insufficient.

Even the silver-level guys don't look so good.

Although it was only a glimpse, they could all judge that the monster was stronger than the snapping turtle, and its IQ was definitely not low.

In this way, the danger is almost doubled. Even they couldn't ignore it, after all, when they dealt with the snapping turtle just now, although everyone didn't turn over the final hole cards, they all had to show their real skills.

Levin was keenly aware of the change in the atmosphere, and his face was a little cloudy, even ignoring the servant who handed him a towel to wipe his sweat.