Under the full moon, everything above the earth is clearly visible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Getting closer, Ming Zhenhai saw the specific situation clearly, there were dozens of people, just like the result of his listening, and it was not in vain that he worked hard to read the book during this time.

Each of the ten men was armed with a bow and crossbow, and the arrows at the tips of the crossbows reflected a sharp cold light in the moonlight. There are different types of weapons on their backs, ranging from straight knives to machetes, but most people use harpoons.

Judging from the formation, these people are obviously long-term cooperative and scattered, but the detection area is wider, but secretly they are three people in a small group.

Because the fat people are all level 5 scumbags, Ming Zhenhai didn't count on them. If you want to keep them safe, you must preemptively weaken the opponent's numerical superiority.

The only annoying thing is that he doesn't have the skills in the game, so he can look at the level of the other party. can only kill one by one without brains.

What was stronger than the previous few people was that his stealth had become more concealed because of the practice of Xingyi Fist, and these people didn't notice it until he was ten meters behind.

When he was about to continue sneaking, the leader in the crowd in front of him turned back at dusk and immediately spotted Ming Zhenhai behind him.

Ming Zhenhai, who had been paying attention to the other party's movements, also saw the leader's movements. Without any hesitation, Ming Zhenhai twisted his waist and burst out with all his strength, and the distance of ten meters passed in the blink of an eye.

By the time the leader reacted and shouted, Ming Zhenhai had already slashed through with a knife, and the nearest one didn't even scream, and was cut into two pieces with a straight knife with acceleration.

A person next to him was frightened, stopped Ming Zhenhai, who was rushing forward, drew a circle with a straight knife, and solved this person again.

Ming Zhenhai wanted to kill a third person, and the leader rushed over, and the machete slashed over with a sharp roar.

He quickly jumped away, and the whirring wind blew, letting him know that the strength of this leader was not low.

The persimmon picks up the soft pinch, and of course Ming Zhenhai has to find trouble with other people first. However, he immediately found the idea difficult, and the so-called soft persimmons, each armed with a two-meter-long harpoon, were defending in groups of three almost in all directions.

The person on the other side will not give him a chance to think about countermeasures because of Ming Zhenhai's lack of on-the-spot experience.

The leader with the machete rushed over again, slashing with wide opening and closing, and the sword light danced all over the scene.

According to Ming Zhenhai's dexterity, it is easy to dodge such a move. But just as he was about to move to the side, a crossbow arrow shot at him with precision. Subconsciously, he didn't move over, and the machete whistled and came to the head.

In desperation, Ming Zhenhai had no choice but to wave his knife to resist.

At the critical moment, he almost killed him with the product of the small workshop in the village, and after a metal clash of sounds, the straight knife broke in two. If he hadn't moved his position on the spot, he would have been opened.

Seeing that Zhenhai had lost his weapon, the leader laughed, "Boy, you are going to die today." ”

Ming Zhenhai was also stunned for a moment, the strength of this leader is too great, if he is not wrong, he should be a level 10 character.

Those who can reach level 10, in a small place like Liyang, are all characters with heads and faces.

But to be able to let such a person kill him in the middle of the night, he must be a powerful person, and he thought of Xu Rui at the first time.

But now is not the time for him to track down the truth, how to save the day is the key.

Next, Ming Zhenhai's actions were completely unexpected by the leader. He threw half of his knife at the leader, and then slammed it into the pile at high speed.

The man who was armed with a crossbow and a full-time shooter shot an arrow at the first time. However, Ming Zhenhai didn't pay attention to it at all, and the arrow hit Ming Zhenhai's left arm, but it was bounced off, leaving only a bloody trail.

As soon as the six people saw Ming Zhenhai rushing over, they immediately harpooned like a forest, and they all rushed towards Ming Zhenhai. But Ming Zhenhai didn't rush straight up at all, he stopped the momentum of rushing forward in a moment, kicked the sand of the tent and flew forward.

Subconsciously, these people closed their eyes, and then only felt a harpoon shock, and when they opened their eyes, Ming Zhenhai had already swung the harpoon and killed into the pile.

Dodging the attack of the hilt, the leader found that Ming Zhenhai had entered the crowd. Immediately he saw what it means to be a tiger into the flock, a figure flew over, mixed with the sound of sour people's bones breaking, and before he could arrive, all 7 people had been killed, and each of them was a terrifying fist hole.

Although these people only have the strength of seven or eight levels, but when they are combined, they can attack from afar and defend closely, and even ordinary junior giant beasts can fight.

Where would you have thought that when you encounter Ming Zhenhai's style of play, you will fight directly in close combat, and you won't give them a chance to fiddle with the harpoon at all.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the leader's eyes were split, and he roared angrily, "I want you to die!"

When he came up with the knife, he slashed wildly, and it was a few points faster than before.

But there is no longer a harassing Ming Zhenhai, and it's no problem to dodge. Under the moonlight, I saw the sword light, and the famous Zhenhai moved left and right.

A few minutes later, the leader still hadn't hit Ming Zhenhai, and he already felt that he should be helpless.

He was a little frustrated, the tenth-level leader, the 9 seventh- and eighth-level hunting teams, such a strong lineup, to deal with a high school student who is said to be level 8, it is impossible for any accidents at all.

But the truth is so ridiculous, this high school student didn't know how to find out, and then he actually attacked directly behind the back.

Originally, it was nothing to die one or two people, how can there be immortals in the battle of this world, the key is that this guy's speed is too weird. As soon as you get close, you are not spared.

He didn't understand, everyone practiced the same, how could this guy's speed be so fast? Not to mention those who were seven or eight levels, even his ten level was not as fast as him.

Every time he didn't have to slash with all his might, he was worried that this guy would suddenly crash in and attack in close quarters.

But after chopping for so long, he gradually became desperate, the guy on the other side had surprisingly good physical strength, and he was still alive, and he already felt a little exhausted.

But he didn't dare to stop, in the face of an attack from a level 8 person, level 10 would not be more resistant than level 8.

In fact, it's not that Ming Zhenhai's absolute speed is faster than him, but that he is more flexible.

The other party's change of name Zhenhai was immediately noticed, dodging for so long is a thing that everyone will feel tired, and this feeling of entrusting their lives to others is not good at all.

In the face of a tenth-level all-out attack, he only had the strength to dodge, but when the other side slowed down, he felt that he had a chance to fight back.

He was still planning, but the other party suddenly withdrew his knife, and then turned around and ran away without looking back.

This sudden change made Ming Zhenhai stunned for a while, but he wouldn't let go of such an enemy, in case this guy came to an ambush or something next time, it would be fatal.

Then he also chased it, and then there was a strange scene under the moonlight, a level 9 chasing a level 10 running!

If it were a straight line, the leader might be able to run, but the field was full of ravines and shrubs, and anyone who didn't move fast enough could easily fall.

It didn't take long for Ming Zhenhai to be not far from him.

Hearing the voice behind him, the leader knew that he couldn't run, and his physical strength was a little insufficient, and he would be even more out of breath when he ran violently. At this point, it's better to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, he stopped and turned to wait for the enemy.

After a while, Ming Zhenhai arrived.

However, Ming Zhenhai's situation made his eyes shrink, and the high school student opposite had no fatigue after the war at all, and he didn't even have a breath at the moment, and he looked completely calm and relaxed. Pacing leisurely, like a cheetah in the jungle.

Although the other party is already physically exhausted, Ming Zhenhai will not let down his vigilance, and many hunters die from the death-defying blow of their prey. After all, the nearly two-ton bench press power of level 10 is not a joke, and if you are hit casually, you will lose your skin if you don't die.

Ming Zhenhai slowly circled around the leader, and the leader lowered his body, his eyes stared at Ming Zhenhai for a moment, and as he turned, he also slowly turned.

It didn't take long for the sweat on this guy's head to start whirring, and his mouth was dry.

But he didn't dare to make any other moves, and in the case of this charged attack, death was only in a flash of lightning.

This kind of murderous silence, the calm before the storm, is the most test of a person's mind.

A drop of sweat soaked the leader's eyebrows, then ran down his eyelids and into his sockets, and the salty sweat made him blink his eyes.

Then in the blink of an eye, Ming Zhenhai, who had been pacing idly, turned into an afterimage, and arrived in front of him in an instant. The leader only had time to protect his ribs with his hands when he felt a pain in his heart and dizziness in his head.

Then fists rained down on the body, each punch was as heavy as a cannonball, and the internal organs of the hit parts were in severe pain.

In just 2 seconds, Ming Zhenhai punched 40 punches.

By the time he stopped, the leader had fallen to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Ming Zhenhai probed his fingers, and he had already stopped breathing, although the appearance of this leader was complete, but the internal organs were completely erosive.

Picking up the machete, carrying the corpse on his back, he returned the way he came.