No one expected that Li Xiaosen would be attacked all of a sudden.

When he came back to his senses, what he saw was the body of Ah Bing, who was thrown high by an incredibly fast figure that rushed out from under the ground, and then flew far behind.

A long line of blood pulled out of the sky, and it was Li Xiaosen's blood.

His body passed over the crowd and fell straight to the edge of the hunting ground, hitting the closed mist before bounced back and landed on the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Because although they don't know the origin of this soldier, but this person killed Ge in a one-on-one competition, which was common to everyone at the time, and it can't be faked, such a guy with unknown origin but absolutely strong strength was beaten like this in one face?

What the hell is that figure coming out of the ground?

The figure is extremely fast, the key is between the advance and retreat, without warning, the figure rushed into the crowd under the blood moon night, turned a few times, rushed out from the other side, and circled back.

I only listened to the plop, plop, plop, and the sound of someone falling to the ground sounded one after another, but these people were not knocked down, but tried to lock the figure, and as a result, they were embarrassed by the awkward feeling that seemed to be locked in the next second, but in the blink of an eye, they were out of perception, and they were so sad that they almost vomited blood on the spot, and they couldn't lock it, but they suffered a backlash, although they were not injured, they stood unsteadily, and fell down.

As for the people who were really attacked by that figure, there were actually only four people, and these four people stood still, but their hearts had been dug out by life.

Seeing this scene, Lan lost his voice and shouted, "Nightcrawler......? It's a nightcrawler!"

This sound seemed to have some kind of magic, or the three words "Nightcrawler" had magic, which instantly tensed the nerve in the hearts of everyone present!

No one questioned this statement at all, because in this world, except for the legendary Nightcrawler who could do such an unbelievable thing, who else could do it?

In times of crisis, you can see the difference between different people.

The person who called out the identity of the figure was Lan, but the fastest shot was Long Xiaoliu, followed by Long Qi'er and Qianqian, Qianqian was even a little faster than Long Qi'er, the three-month experience of struggling to survive in the ancient passage had actually made Qianqian reborn, and his strength was not necessarily much stronger than before, strain and courage, but she was two people three months ago.

In comparison, the reservists of the Broken and other United Families were more than a step slower. Some of them were thinking, "Is that a Nightkin?", some were thinking, "Is it really a Nightkin?" and others were thinking, "How can there be a Nightkin ?

I don't know that at such a critical juncture, how can these distracting thoughts be tolerated?

Even with Li Xiaosen's ability, he was distracted and shaken by the suspected Xiaoqian hairpin, and he was attacked by the other party, and he fell behind everyone at the moment, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, let alone others?

Anyone who has ever fought with a Nightkin in history has a similar feeling: don't think about it, think even a little more, and you're done.

This is the Nightcrawler, and the battle with them, there will be no room for thinking at all, and when they meet, they must go all out, otherwise there is only one end, and that is death!

Long Xiaoliu, Qianqian, and Long Qi'er, the three young masters, completed the encirclement from three directions, they all knew that at this time, if they couldn't hold down the opponent for the first time, and let the other party wander in the field with such a perverted speed and body style, and Lan couldn't gather the troops because of his injury, although there were many reserve members present, they might be slaughtered by the opponent alone!

"Get out of the way, this is not an opponent you can deal with!" Long Xiaoliu shouted violently, his dark face was full of solemnity, but there was a faint trace of excitement in the depths of his eyes.

It's finally interesting, I didn't expect that there would be nightcrawlers at this safari!

It is said that a true Nightcrawler, even the lowest level of existence, that is, a first-level Nightcrawler, can ravage the Daywalker profession of the same level at will, and the more challenging it is one or two levels, it is not a problem at all.

Long Xiaoliu had already felt that the level of this nightcrawler in front of him should only be level one, but his strength was definitely not much worse than that of himself at level three. So the only person present who can deal with this guy is himself!

At this time, I saw that ghostly figure, which suddenly shook twice, and the acceleration in an instant was completely out of the category of human beings.

Long Qi'er and Qianqian snorted in surprise almost in no particular order, and they were already pinched by the nightcrawler's wrists.

The man was holding the two girls in his hands, no longer flashing and moving, but instead came straight towards Long Xiaoliu.

In the night, the man used the two women as shields, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes, and the blood moon in the sky seemed to be sensed and became more and more demonic.

Facing such an opponent, especially when he saw Long Qi'er fall into the hands of the other party, Long Xiaoliu couldn't help but stagnate, and a thought surged in his heart: "This guy, he knows the advantages and disadvantages of ancient martial artists very well!"

The ancient warriors take hand-to-hand combat as their greatest advantage, and as soon as they run their own strength, their blood is boiling, masculine and unparalleled, they are not afraid of facing head-on, and they are not afraid of being outnumbered!

In history, in fact, there are many famous generals in the secular circle, and their actual identities are all ancient warriors.

Every top ancient warrior is a god of war!

Therefore, the biggest weakness of the ancient warrior comes out: if there is no indomitable momentum, the strength will be greatly reduced.

For example, now, when Long Xiaoliu saw Long Qi'er fall into the hands of the other party in one face, his momentum would inevitably stagnate, and the arhat who changed the Buddhist temple, or the Dao Yu priest of the Daomen, would immediately use small means to attack and fight from the flanks, trying to snatch the two women back.

But the ancient warriors are not good at this plate.

If it was Long Wu himself, who had turned into supreme softness in extreme masculinity, he would naturally be able to cope with this situation, or if it was Bai Qi, the killing god in history, once he entered the battle state, he was ruthless, and he didn't care who was in front of him, and he rushed to kill him.

But Long Xiaoliu is not Dragon Five, let alone killing God Baiqi.

In a moment of hesitation, the man and the figure of the Nightkin crossed over, swapped places, and changed from face-to-face to back-to-back.

With a thud, Long Qi'er's body fell to the ground, along with one of the nightcrawler's arms.

Long Xiaoliu is worthy of being the close disciple of Long Wu, although he has not yet reached the supreme realm of combining rigidity and softness, but from his previous hand of "essence and flame", it can be seen that he has at least some consciousness of combining rigidity and softness.

Although he failed to save Qianqian, he reluctantly let Long Qi'er escape from the clutches of his opponent.

"Remarkable. The Nightkin spoke.

Katz, who was holding the blue, heard this voice, and his face changed.

Then I saw that Long Xiaoliu's originally upright body was as tall as a gun, and slowly softened, his dark face was full of pain and weakness, and he was able to support his body not to fall, and he was half kneeling on the ground, but he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Before vomiting blood, a large pool of blood was already gushing out from his feet, and he covered his chest with his hands, but he couldn't stop the blood at all.

Just a little bit!

Just by the end of the day, his heart was gouged out by his opponent!

The price of cutting off one of the opponent's arms and saving Long Qi'er was that Long Xiaoliu himself suffered an almost fatal blow, if it weren't for the fact that his hard power was indeed much better than that nightcrawler, he would now be a corpse.

This is the Nightcrawler.

It's still the same sentence: don't hesitate, if you hesitate, the person will be gone.

The third-level ancient warrior should be stronger than the first-level nightcrawler, the career advantage of the nightcrawler is great, but the ancient warrior is not bad. But Long Xiaoliu lost on the point that he was not decisive enough. If he ignores Long Qi'er and Qianqian, it will be difficult for him to win temporarily, but he will never lose.

The sound of chewing flesh and blood was heard at the scene.

The nightcrawler was carrying Qian Qian in one hand, and he was biting a blurred ball of flesh and blood in his mouth, which was the fresh human flesh and the hot blood of the ancient warrior that was dug out of Long Xiaoliu's chest in the confrontation just now.

He ate the mass of flesh and licked it clean, and in the process, a new arm was born, uncovered by clothing, and the arm was white and immaculate in the moonlight, like the most perfect marble, smooth and perfect, it was a male arm, the muscles were smooth and tense, perfect, but it was ...... Less human smell.

“...... Ahh

The small heavenly list of the General Cultivation Academy, the United Family Reserve, even if these people are high in the eyes of the secular circle and the ability of the Sorting Academy, they are not real soldiers after all, and not everyone has enough courage.

Several of the best in the reserve were about to go up, but they had to stop for a while at this moment, not because they lacked courage, but because they understood: the gap in strength is too big, and this is not a level at all.

Such a nightcrawler, especially in such an environment, is really a test of the heart.

When Long Xiaoliu didn't make a move, he couldn't see it, as soon as he made a move, everyone immediately saw that it was definitely an existence beyond a first-level professional, but such a strong guy was also defeated in one face.

In the crowd, the four people whose hearts had been gouged out by the Nightkin finally collapsed.

The nightkin who has so far made people look invisible, is simply a life harvester!

This is the Nightcrawler?

This is the nightkin who makes the circle of ability and the profession talk about it?!

Seeing Qianqian fall into the hands of the Nightcrawler, Blue Eye couldn't help but feel anxious, and he bent his body to run the command technique again, but as soon as he had a little strength, he became dizzy, knowing that the injuries he had been beaten by Ge were only stabilized, but they were still far from healing.

He said: "Who are you? If you have something to say, as long as you let Your Highness go, you can talk about anything!"

The humble man was in the hands of the enemy, but he was not timid at all, and when he heard this, he scolded: "What are you talking about? There is nothing to talk about with the Nightcrawler! None of you are allowed to care about me, attack together, and kill this family—"

The last word "guy" has not yet been spoken.

A figure swept from the side, extremely fast, but it was not a fleeting shadow, not a stealer, not a trick of the earth, just a pounce, like the terrifying pounce of an angry beast when it slaughtered its enemy!

Qian Qian sighed, and fell to the ground like Long Qi'er.

The figure that rushed forward, fluttering unabated, smashed to the ground with the nightcrawler, making a dull impact sound that made people tremble, and then the two of them slid out more than ten meters together, leaving a deep and straight ravine on the ground, and then stopped.

This sudden change made everyone stunned.

Even a few of the reservists who were stupefied by the Nightkin opened their mouths wide and forgot about their fear for a moment.

Qianqian, Long Qi'er, Blue, Broken, Katz, many United Family Reserves, and ...... Long Xiaoliu, who knelt on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the face of the person who knocked down the night walker: "Yes...... It's a soldier?!"

The person who knocked down the Nightkin was naturally Li Xiaosen, that is, the soldier who was killed by the Nightkin at the beginning in the eyes of everyone.

Li Xiaosen had blood on his body, but he didn't look like he was injured.

He looked like he was in a frenzy, and he threw himself down and grabbed the nightcrawler, grabbed the other man's neck, and shook him up and down, thumping on the ground!

He asked in a low voice, "How can this hairpin end up in your hand? Who are you? What happened to the owner of this hairpin? Say it! Tell me!!"