readx;? The fanged warrior quickly drew his arrow and drew his bow to fire another volley, but the bowstring was not yet full, and he saw the woman on the opposite side, who was as elegant as the breeze, suddenly waved the cyan long whip in her hand lightly, and saw the green mangs slash through the forest in an instant, like an invisible giant blade sweeping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the fan-shaped area ahead, within fifty meters in diameter, whether it was an indigenous warrior, a swift beast, or a tree or stone, all of them were cut in half by Qingmang, just like the sharpest steel wire in the world cut a piece of tofu, and every object was cut in half very neatly without suspense.

Hell yes!

Yun Ying suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He hurriedly touched his waist, only to find that there were no wounds, not even his clothes were torn, and he couldn't help but have some respect for the unfathomable demon hunter in front of him. This artifact is not only as fast as thunder and wind, but also long, short, soft and rigid, and it really has the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods.

The scar instructor was holding a smoking cigarette, and there was an extra dark red knife in his hand, which was dark red all over the body, and it looked like it was hundreds of pounds, the blade was sharp and incomparable, the back barb was like a hook and the shape was hideous, the handle of the knife was like a poisonous python bent, held in his hand, domineering, and squinted, "It turned out to be you, you are not dead yet!"

Yun Ying let out a long sigh: "It's almost okay if you're not dead." ”

Instructor Scar snorted: "I can't stand this test, what qualifications do you have to enter Hell Valley?" You hide behind and watch, and the rest will be handled by us." ”

The three instructors in Hell Valley have very different styles, and the sword instructor is obviously an ordinary warrior, and although the domineering broadsword in his hand has a special form, it is not an artifact. The other two instructors are undoubtedly demon hunters, and one of them is covered in thick armor, and his artifact is this armor.

Why is Yun Ying so sure? Because he felt that from the armor, he was emitting artifact fluctuations, in fact, before the female instructor made a move, the armor instructor had already begun to accumulate strength, and the thick armor like a fortress began to gather strength, and the surface of the armor lit up with esoteric lines, when the wisps were intertwined together to form exquisite patterns, and finally all of them were gathered to complete a pair of esoteric patterns.

The whole suit of armor began to glow.

Like a piece of steel burned golden red.

Rumble!

The armor instructor wore extremely heavy armor, and burst out with a speed that did not match the appearance at all, almost turning into a ball of light and rolling through the forest, where it passed, bulldozing and rubbling, destroying the withering and decaying, and an indigenous warrior tried to resist in horror, but was scattered into dozens of pieces by a single hit.

Everything blocked in front of this moving ball of light, whether it was trees, boulders or flesh, was easily crushed into slag, and the ground created a deep ravine, a length of hundreds of meters, it was like a humanoid meat grinder.

Yun Ying has seen a lot of masters so far.

Silver Moon, Beichen Xi, Qingcang, Winter Snow and so on.

Everyone has their own different fighting style and characteristics.

Except for the Demon Sand Emperor and the Starlight Master, this kind of existence that has transcended the level of understanding, there has never been a person's attack method, which can make people have such a profound shock, the armor instructor's fighting method is the most rough and wild Yun Ying has ever seen, his artifact is this set of fully enclosed thick armor, his fighting style rampages back and forth, with an indestructible charge that is enough to knock people into the flesh.

This type of attack can undoubtedly inflict a devastating blow on the enemy from both momentum and physical strength.

The sword instructor raised the domineering sword in his hand and shouted, "Give it to me!"

As soon as the words fell, the knife instructor took the lead, only to see a few huge footprints left along the way, the knife instructor had already rushed into the crowd, the sword light was like a tsunami, and the knife momentum was like a storm, in terms of pure speed and strength, this knife instructor was the strongest Yunying had ever seen.

By the time the generals of the Hell Valley Legion unloaded their crossbows and drew out all the short and medium weapons used for melee combat, the sword instructor had already chopped at least eight or nine natives into pieces.

"Up!"

More than a dozen assistant teachers took the lead in the charge.

A few hundred elite veterans followed.

The Poison Fang Clan was originally in a scattered formation because of the relationship between chasing and killing Yun Ying, although it had an advantage in numbers, but the difference in strength was too great, where could it withstand such a charge? Every Hell Soldier is a veteran of a hundred battles, and every ordinary teaching assistant is a fierce general-level figure.

The numerical advantage of the Poison Fang Clan warriors is less than double, so there is no suspense in this battle at all, the first round of charging will drive the Poison Fang Clan five hundred meters, with more than a quarter of the casualties, the second round of charging will drive three or four hundred meters, and the casualties will accumulate more than half, and the third round of charging will kill a few hundred meters, and there will be few soldiers left of the Poison Fang Clan.

Yun Ying thought that the strength of the ordinary legion of the Divine Domain was strong enough.

Now that he saw the real elite legion, he really realized the huge gap between the wilderness and the divine realm, such a force composed entirely of veterans of a hundred battles was too terrifying, and these few hundred people alone could run rampant anywhere in the wilderness.

Seeing that the clan warriors were defeated in an instant, and the last trace of luck in his heart was gone, he began to regret why he didn't listen to Bloodfang's words, and at that time, he didn't care about this assassin and brought everyone to flee, then maybe there was still hope of survival, because the Hell Valley troops couldn't leave Hell Valley too far.

Right now.

It's too late.

Blackfang screamed loudly in the indigenous language.

Yun Ying didn't understand the language of this closed mutant clan, but he didn't need to understand it to know that it must be the meaning of running away quickly and escaping. In this situation where the combat power of the two sides is very different, how can the Poisonfang Clan confront most of the fighting forces of Hell Valley.

In the end, only the Swift Beast cavalry remained.

Black Fang led the only dozens of velocidor cavalry left, rushing to the edge of the deadwood forest, because the Hell Valley warriors were all transferred, and now there was no strong defense on the edge, dozens of veloctor cavalry still had a chance to cross here and escape.

Who knew that at this time, a rapid scream came quickly, and the knife instructor chased after him, his speed was not only not slower than the galloping swift beasts, but even much faster than these beasts, so he quickly caught up with this army, the big knife slashed, the knife fell smoothly, and a cavalry company with a man and beast was cut in half.

"We originally wanted to leave a way for you to survive and reproduce in this forest, but since you chose to destroy yourself, then today Lao Tzu has fulfilled you. ”

The sword instructor went from saying the first word to the last word, it was only a few seconds of process, but he caught up with eight swift beast cavalrymen in a row, and each of them was simply chopped into pieces with a neat knife, and his strength can be imagined.

Blackfang can understand the language of the gods.

Survival, reproduction, is ridiculous!

In the eyes of the people of the Divine Domain, the Poison Fang Clan is not even inferior to the beasts and domestic animals! The Poison Fang Clan has never had a quarrel with the world, and has never attacked the Divine Domain, and has not even walked out of the Deadwood Forest for generations, but the Divine Domain did not give them any chance, and directly set fire to their homeland.

They rushed into the forest.

They are imprisoned here.

They were enslaved and kept in captivity.

More than ten years of dark life is worse than death, is this the so-called benevolence of the people of the Divine Domain?

As Blackfang thought about it, more and more Hell Warriors were coming out from side to side, and only seven or eight of his companions had been slain.

Front, the front appeared bright.

It's the world outside the deadwood forest.

The demons are still chasing after them.

Black Fang knew that with his own strength, it was impossible to block the sword instructor's sword, let alone survive the siege of the Hell Valley Legion, although the passage to freedom was already in front of him, it was as far away as the sky for him.

"Black Fang!"

At this time, a voice came from his ears, and when Black Fang turned his head to look over, it was a few clansmen around him, and they were able to hold on to this point, which meant that these people were the most elite members of the clan. Everyone has recognized their fate, and there is no panic in everyone's eyes, only the last decision.

Blackfang didn't speak.

He reads the meaning of his eyes.

The last few swift beast cavalry suddenly stopped advancing, pulled the reins sharply to stop the velocids, and they turned to face the pursuing soldiers, raised their weapons high to meet them, and shouted hysterically: "Long live the fangs!

Eight swift beast cavalry rushed into the pursuers with weapons in hand, but were eventually overwhelmed by the torrent of steel, without even picking up the slightest splash.

Blackfang was already in tears.

This is the opportunity that the clan gave him.

The dimly lit world is right in front of you.

At this time, a swift back rushed over, swept around him at a speed that was difficult for him to parry, a stroke of knife ruthlessly cut him in two, and the black teeth flew up like a butterfly with folded wings falling to the ground, he did not stop, without a mount with his feet, without his feet with his hands, and finally crawled out of the edge of the forest little by little.

The scorching sun shone on his body, Black Fang took out two teeth from his arms and buried them in the soil, and then turned over, greedily breathing free air, the blue sky was imprinted in his black eyes, he was only fifteen years old this year, he had lived in the darkest period since he was born, he had never walked out of the deadwood forest, he had never thought that the sky outside was so beautiful.

Blackfang is dead.

Yun Ying passed through the woods and saw the corpse fragments all over the ground, and finally saw the mutant leader who had fallen outside the deadwood forest, with only half of his body left, and he knew that this intelligent mutant clan was completely finished.

They have always been victims, they are resisting captivity, what they are pursuing is only freedom, but in the face of the wheel of times and fate, this resistance and resistance are just mayflies shaking the tree.

These people obviously do not pose a threat to the Divine Domain, so why do they have to kill them all? Is it just because the will of the gods cannot be violated, just because the wilderness and the divine realm do not coexist? What is a god who can customize such rules?

Cloud Eagle does not have pity for the resentful souls who died in this forest.

But he really couldn't have any respect for the gods who were high above.

It was like this before, it is like this now, and I am afraid it will be like this in the future. No matter how many glorious miracles they create, no matter how much food they bring to the world, no matter how many believers they have, no matter how powerful they are. Yun Ying's doubts and disgust are not a day or two, he deeply realized that God cannot save the world, he enclosed a very small number of people, and drew a so-called divine domain, how can it not be another kind of captivity? Although I don't know why all this is going on, Yun Ying has deeply realized that people can only save themselves, but the premise of self-help is strong enough.

The knife instructor ordered: "Send someone to search the forest, and don't let any fish slip through the net." ”

Before the order could be conveyed, suddenly from the depths of the valley there was a sudden roar, and the faces of several people changed, what happened in the valley? This roar was not a single one, but a succession, as if it was a loud noise caused by a cannon bombardment, mixed with the sound of heavy firearms.

The attack of the Dark Core Society has officially begun!

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