readx;? In the small Sunset Town, all the masters were gone, leaving only Zhou Mo facing the residents of the two hundred or so who still didn't understand what was happening. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, everyone is gone, there is nothing to do, how to live, how to live. Zhou Mo waved his hand, for these people who lived in the town, this turmoil would not affect them again.

Watching the residents disperse in groups, Zhou Mo turned around and looked at the tavern that had been roasted by the residual heat of Uncle Redbeard's body and was now burning, and his heart was inevitably a little stunned, after all, it was the place where he had lived for a year. However, the Wilderness Tavern has a special status in the town, there are no adjacent buildings around, and it is not afraid of the spread of fire.

"If you burn it, burn it, the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come!" comforting himself optimistically, Zhou Mo walked towards the center of the town, a wooden house that was obviously higher than the other houses, which was Uncle Redbeard's home, and he wouldn't mind spending a few nights by himself.

The sound of fast, soft footsteps, then the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, and finally the sound of a long breath of turbid air.

When the sound comes into the ear, the brain has not yet reacted, and the body has given the most direct response.

At the moment when the cold hair of the vest exploded, Zhou Mo slammed forward, and at the moment of falling, his hands were wrong, two cold lights burst out, and the double knives were already in his hands.

The coldness of the blade brushed against the skin, and Zhou Mo could even feel the cold hairs on a line at the vest being split in half vertically.

"What a fast knife!"

After a roll, Zhou Mo's waist straightened, and the whole person stood up in an instant from the curled up state, and at the same time turned around, before he could see who the person was, he saw a short and fast cold light quickly passing by.

As soon as the knife in his right hand was raised, he blocked the cold light intolerably, and the knife in his left hand had already instinctively swept away, scouting the double knife technique, and blocking the attack. This is the skill brought to Zhou Mo by a revenant who retired from the scout position of the Emperor ** team.

"Ding!", the cold light and the right hand knife were closed with a touch, the speed was extremely fast, but Zhou Mo was faster, at the moment when the cold light was withdrawn, the left-handed knife had arrived, and at the moment when the blade touched the arm holding the cold light, Zhou Mo's left arm turned into the color of black iron.

"Poof!" the left-handed knife slashed the man's arm, as if he had cut through a piece of tofu.

Blood was spilled, accompanied by a scream, and an exclamation not far away:

"How can it be so fast!"

That's right, it's so fast, that the revenant hunter who used to be a scout has to sigh to himself.

When Zhou Mogu manifested the double blades, he also copied the scout's double knife technique at the same time, and this pair of double knives also had their own attributes:

Equipment Name: Scout Twin Blades

Equipment conditions: Able to perceive equipment information

Equipment Level: Normal

Equipment Attributes: The wielder blesses the "Scout Twin Blades" skill.

Under the superposition of skills, Zhou Mo can exert 150% of the speed and damage of the "Scout Dual Knife Technique".

With one knife, Zhou Mo's heart was like frost iron, his right hand knife cut his throat, and his left hand knife broke his abdomen, and the future was ended in an instant.

"Bang!" The corpse fell to the ground on its back, Zhou Mo glanced at who this person was, and found that he was also a frequent visitor in the tavern, called the stinky fox, it is said that he is a good fox hunter in the wasteland, and he can always get the best fire fox fur once every six months, and he can support him to die in the tavern for half a year.

Zhou Mo, who entered the state of battle, was expressionless, and after glancing at the stinky fox, his eyes were fixed on three people not far away, two were regular customers of the tavern, the old gun and Eagle Eye, and the other was a resident of the town, who cultivated the land for a living, Zhou Mo vaguely remembered that Uncle Redbeard called this person Tugua.

The old gun carried a two-section gun behind him, the head of the gun was exposed on his shoulder, the cold light was shining, and the dark red blood rust could be faintly seen.

Hawkeye had already touched the longbow on his shoulder with his left hand, and with his right hand, he pulled out an eagle feather arrow.

Tugua stood at the end, his body slightly rickety, his hands in his sleeves, and even now, he looked like an old farmer who was idle to bask in the sun.

Zhou Mo's footsteps moved, his toes touched the ground, his thighs, calves and ankles were coordinated and forced, his waist controlled the direction, his body shook slightly, his feet were not dusty, his body was silent when he passed through the wind, and the whole person was in the moment from static to moving, and the black iron color all over his body.

At a distance of nearly a hundred meters, Zhou Mo only gasped once, then turned the direction seven times, dodged thirteen sharp arrows, and came to Hawkeye.

Before the double knives could exert their strength, a little cold light had arrived, Zhou Mo's right hand knife tapped the body of the gun, and with a weak force, he turned around, and disappeared from the field of vision of the old gun.

The old gun hurriedly turned around, but he didn't see that the moment he turned his head, two cold rays swept through Hawkeye's body, the knife in his left hand entered from the lower abdomen, piercing his heart, and the knife in his right hand slashed through his throat, cutting Hawkeye's trachea just right.

The old gun turned around and didn't find Zhou Mo's figure, so he didn't know that it was good, his figure hadn't turned back, and the spear had already stabbed out with his backhand, but the direction was not behind him, but in the opposite direction where he turned his head just now.

Zhou Mo said secretly, the damn old fritter, the double knife was wrong, locked the gun head, a strong force came, and he couldn't help but take a step back, with this force, Zhou Mo's right hand knife pressed, and the whole person actually rose into the air, flipped over the head of the old gun, and a knife light was like lightning, and it was fired and collected at the old gun's heavenly spirit, taking the life of the old gun.

swept a hundred meters in an instant, killing two people in a row, but Zhou Mo did not have a trace of relaxation in his heart, and Zhou Mo, who was still in mid-air, saw the old farmer-like melon and didn't know when he stood one step behind his landing point.

The hands caged in the sleeves, as well as the old face with a deep furrow and a numb smile, all made Zhou Mo's heart tremble, this person was more dangerous than the previous three people combined.

Being in the air, Zhou Mo's waist was forced, and he flipped one hundred and eighty degrees from the posture of his head down, and the double knife took a frame that crossed like a butterfly, his legs were slightly bent, and his eyes narrowed, so that people could not see the place where his gaze touched.

The old farmer's waist slowly straightened up, and the hands caged in his sleeves were staggered inch by inch, and there was finally a little murderous aura in his somewhat dim eyes.

Just when Zhou Mo's feet were still three feet away from the ground, the old farmer suddenly pulled out his hands, the size of a pair of sea bowls, all black and iron, and his dark red fists were exposed.

There is no fight, just bending the knees, straightening the waist, twisting the shoulders, punching, and the street gangsters will punch out a straight punch, but Zhou Mo feels like a wild bear waving a bear paw at himself.

This punch can't be tolerated, it hurts when it is next to it, and it breaks when it rubs it, this is a punch that has abandoned all the fancy, honed it over decades, and honed its strength and speed to the limit of mortals.

Zhou Mo's legs curled up violently, and his toes even shrank to his waist, aiming at this punch, and stepped on it accurately.

The fists and feet intersected, the fists entered and the feet contracted, even so, Zhou Mo had already sensed that there were subtle cracks in his wrist bones and lower leg tibia at the same time.

The fist was exhausted, and Zhou Mo's legs were also retracted to the end, but he didn't dare to exert himself, just a slight point on his toes, Zhou Mo flew out upside down, and staggered back a few steps after landing on the ground, widening the distance.

The old farmer didn't chase after him, his hands were caged in his sleeves again, no one saw it, the old farmer's right arm with his entire punch, every subtle muscle fiber, was trembling slightly, how could such a punch be light?

Zhou Mo glanced at the surroundings covertly, and found that there was no one else, so he moved his right foot slightly, and at the same time, his abdomen contracted, adjusting his breathing, and the air in his abdomen vibrated slightly, and he made a sound like a lion's roar.

When the old farmer heard the roar of the lion, his face was a little confused, he hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"You're from the Lionhearts?"

Zhou Mo didn't answer, but just used the breathing method of the lion's roar to recover his right leg with all his might.

The old farmer of the melon acquiesced to Zhou Mo, and then he was silent, the people of the Lionheart family betrayed the Lord's eyeliner in Sunset Town, and he had to think about the meaning of it, and at the same time he thought of the El Lionheart who was sent to the Lord by his hand, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, just the wild giant with the red beard, the Lord may not be able to deal with it, if you add the El Lionheart who is unknown to me, the Lord's safety is worrying!

The old face, which had never had a trace of expression, couldn't help but show a trace of fear and worry at this time.

At this moment, Zhou Mo's figure flashed in front of the old farmer, and then disappeared from view.

There is a lesson from the old gun, so the old farmer of the melon just inhales, his legs are spread, his fists are placed on his waist, and the dark red contained in the black iron fist is getting more and more abundant.

Tugua believed that with the beast instinct he had cultivated from fighting in the Emperor ** team for ten years and surviving in the wilderness for thirty years, as long as Zhou Mo was within three meters of him, he would definitely be able to detect it.

Within three meters, he had a pair of iron fists, below the black iron rank, which was enough to be invincible.

Tugua braked with static and waited.

What I was waiting for was a string sound like a thunderbolt:

"Boom......!"

A black iron-colored arrow emerged from the heart of the melon, and Zhou Mo stood thirty meters behind the melon, holding a bow.

After making sure that he had pierced the heart of the old man with an arrow, Zhou Mo was still not at ease, so he released another arrow and shot it into the neck of the melon, and at the same time, the huge force brought the old man down.

Zhou Mo was relieved, walked over, turned the old man Tugua over, and made him lie on his back, but saw that the old man Tugua had wide eyes, full of disbelief.

Reaching out and closing the eyes of the old man of Tugua, Zhou Mo whispered:

"I'm sorry, but there will be more. ”

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