Feng Luo seemed to be cautiously navigating through the mountains and forests, but he didn't hide his figure at all. The traces on the ground clearly revealed his whereabouts.

He was aware of the movements around him, and there was a faint anticipation in his heart. It's really limited to just think about the way to kill people on your own, so you just let go of your body and mind and wait for others to come.

I hope you won't let me down!

Feng Luo cast a terrifying dragon silence and detected a hidden human form. It was hard to notice, because the man's concealment skills were so good that they were no different from weeds. However, he was in a hurry to make a move, and ran his pulse early to expose his tracks.

Still following the original direction, pretending to look around, without deliberately looking in that direction. Feng Luo now plays an unwitting person and slowly walks into the trap.

"Stop! I planted this tree, I opened this road, I want to pass by here, leave the money to buy the road, oh, bah, leave your life!" a strong man suddenly jumped out and blocked the way. With weeds on his head, it looks like a bird's nest.

Feng Luo almost fell to the ground, and when he saw the person dressed up clearly, he immediately burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Laugh again, Lao Tzu will chop you into eight pieces!" The strong man swept the machete in his hand, and the fierce light was revealed.

"Haha, don't laugh, I said big brother, what are you doing with so much green on your head?" Feng Luo pointed to the bird's nest on the other party's head, and couldn't help laughing.

The strong man threw away the weeds on his head and looked at each other suspiciously. Feng Luo's calmness made him re-examine. He planned to sneak attack at first, but seeing the cultivation of the first layer of Feng Luo's pulse, he felt that he would definitely be able to win against the enemy head-on.

In fact, since the new standards came out, many people's emotions have not been as stable as before. Seeing that the target was getting closer and closer, the strong man was so excited that he couldn't calm down when he thought that he would soon be able to leave the land of death, so he couldn't help jumping out.

"Do you have a brand, hand over one, I'll spare you from death!" The strong man began to feel that Feng Luo was not so easy to kill, and changed his strategy to reduce the possibility of his own injury.

Feng Luo shook his head and said, "I have one on my body, but unfortunately I can't give it to you." Do you have one, give me one, and spare you from dying!"

Running the pulse qi with all its might, in fact, rises sharply, and it is also a three-layer pulse. The strong man's face changed, and he regretted running out early. has the same cultivation as him, and he has faintly pressed over one, so there may be a greater chance of a sneak attack. On the positive side, I don't know much for sure.

"Boy, be careful that the wind flashes your tongue! We are all three layers of pulse, and it is not certain who will kill the deer! Don't leave it at that, and find another brand, what do you think?" the strong man's momentum weakened.

Feng Luo shook his head and said, "I don't think it's very good! In the entire land of death, there are less than a hundred people, and it is not easy to find another person." ”

The strong man's angry face reappeared: "Don't deceive people too much! Say a good word, just assume that Lao Tzu is afraid of you? It is not easy for Lao Tzu to kill you, I am afraid that after killing you, I will be injured and cheapen others." ”

"You can try!" Feng Luo's face turned cold. In the face of such a second goods, I am really speechless. I didn't dare to ambush and sneak attack, I had to jump out and hit it hard, I don't know how I survived before.

The strong man used to rely on a group of people to support each other, and lived a life of starvation and prosperity. In the land of death, it is completely a soy sauce character, and it took half a year to accumulate more than 30 imprints.

But since the other day, the gang has been disbanded. Because you can leave with just one brand, I'm afraid that the greedy people will directly attack the people around them. The strong man fought alone again, and was despised by Feng Luo.

Feng Luo took a step and lunged towards his opponent. If you can't see the means of assassination, hone your attack!

"Even if Lao Tzu dies, I will pull you on your back!" the strong man roared wildly and followed the hedge. Cowardice before the battle doomed him to not win. But the ruthlessness in his bones made him make desperate decisions. The strengthening technique was cast, the muscles bulged, and the hands turned into bear claws.

The two are getting closer and closer, and they are separated when they touch. But at the moment when the two touched, there was a series of fighting sounds. There was even a popping sound of pulses colliding, cutting the leaves that occasionally fell into small pieces.

Blood dripped from the corner of Feng Luo's mouth and splashed onto the ground. He didn't turn his head, the huge impact force had already hurt the veins. But the other party is even more miserable, there is only one breath left, and he will fall at any time.

"Wild Bear Crit......" the strong man said the name of the technique unwillingly, "You, how can you do it?"

Obviously attacking the opponent, the huge force is enough to shatter the internal organs and even tear the body. But he could feel that the other party was still standing behind, but he was not seriously injured.

What puzzled him even more was that his defense was more prominent than his strength, and he was still pierced. The heart is there, cool, and the strength seems to drain from there. His defense is worthy of the three layers of iron armor used by the army.

Feng Luo calmed the surging pulses, and the burning sensation in the veins faded. Only then did he turn around and harvest that imprint. It's not so much that he was injured by the other party, but that he was shocked by himself.

After probing the physical state of the opposite place, Feng Luo knew that his advantage was strength. It seems to be a hedge, but in fact, Feng Luo doesn't really want to be tough. When he got close, the turtle possessed and carried the heavy blow. First palm and then finger, through the heart and the instant meson.

Feng Luo still underestimated the man's defense, and he didn't completely penetrate the defense. The reverberated pulse made Feng Luo injured. Fortunately, the meson was cast almost at the same time and successfully penetrated.

Put away the brand, Feng Luo no longer held it up, and quickly found a place to breathe. In a duel with the same cultivation, he won. However, it still exposes the weaknesses of the head-to-head battle, especially in terms of defense, except for the Divine Turtle Possession, there is no other means of strengthening.

It's not enough to just improve assassination skills, otherwise you can only be a killer for a lifetime in the future. time, lack of enough time to improve the overall ability.

Feng Luo, who has completed the task, did not stop there. After regaining his pulse, Feng Luo continued to swagger to attract firepower in the Land of Death.

Due to the greatly reduced number of people, everyone's activity space has increased, and it is difficult to wait for the goal. Therefore, everyone tacitly gave up setting traps and adopted the most direct ambush.

The third layer of the pulse is currently a relatively high level of cultivation, and it is easy for no one to take the initiative to provoke it. Because even if you can defeat it, you can't necessarily kill it. If you kill with all your pulse, you will have to pay the price of serious injuries at the very least.

In the case that there is no need to pursue the number of people, the person who cultivates the pulse is called the key goal. Feng Luo's external pulse qi cultivation is manifested as a pulse layer under the cover of the latent pulse technique. It's attractive without being taken lightly.

The dragon was released in silence and carefully investigated its surroundings. Suddenly, he stopped. No one was found, but there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

It was as if it was a vibration that hit people's nerves. Feng Luo chooses to trust feelings, not techniques. Pretending to be exhausted, gasping for air and slowing down.

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