The crowd dispersed, leaving an empty field in the middle. Zhou Dong and Zong Qingshan confronted each other with guns, and the anger in the air seemed to collide with Mars.

Guo Fengwei saw that things had developed to this point, and his brows furrowed fiercely.

"This brother is a bit of a pusher this time. Thinking about this Zong Qingshan, how to say it, he is also an eighth-order hunter, and his ability is superb. Moreover, the experience of being stained with blood in the flood and wilderness all year round, that kind of experience and murderous aura of facing the enemy is unimaginable to ordinary hunters. It's usually difficult for me to defeat him, and my brother is certainly not his opponent......"

Two months ago at the Luoyun base, Zhou Dong's performance Guo Fengwei was in his eyes. At that time, he was also applauding and excited for Zhou Dong. However, at that time, the basis of vision was different. Before Zhou Dong didn't show his skills, Guo Fengwei had always just treated him as an ordinary training camp teenager.

Therefore, after Zhou Riot sent out a strength far beyond what a teenager should have, everyone was shocked by him.

Today, however, the situation is completely different. The basis of the current comparison is that a fierce hunter who has finally come over in countless killings and bloodshed is the leader of a hunter group who commands a huge hunter group with a great reputation and makes his subordinates submit with absolute strength.

The sect authority over there also pouted at this time, looking at the field with a sneer.

He knew that his nephew's hunter group had developed smoothly in the past few years, and of course he had the credit for mediating it, but most of it was because this nephew's strength was really strong, so strong that many forces had to weigh whether they were qualified if they wanted to provoke him.

And the little cub on the other side, obviously the hair has not yet grown, even if he has been practicing martial arts since his mother's womb, he can only practice for a few years, how much can he achieve.

Therefore, Zongquan was not worried at all, but looked at the joke with a smile.

"Hmph, anyway, this scene was all caused by themselves, and when the time comes, it will be broken, and the young master, this little cub, will not be able to find our head......" Zongquan turned his mind in his heart.

And the group of hunters behind Zong Qingshan also have absolute confidence in their own group leader.

"The shot just now was because Zhou Dong and Shan Feng were on the same page, and at the same time, Zong Qingshan was caught off guard, so he was injured a little. Now that the two of them are facing each other, the regiment commander will definitely be able to fight, and this kid can't find the North ......"

They all had thoughts in their hearts.

The brothers behind Zhou Dong were worried in their hearts, they must have very little experience with the enemy, and they couldn't analyze the strength comparison of these two, so they were extremely nervous. At this time, Wang Yu put his hands behind his back and secretly gestured to one of the garrison members, asking them to take out their crossbows, so that they could rescue in time at the critical moment.

......

In the field, Zhou Dong seemed extremely calm at this time, while Zong Qingshan looked extremely hideous.

Looking at the murderous intent contained in the eyes of Zhou Dong on the other side, Zong Qingshan clenched his fists, was ruthless in pain, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood flowed out with a "poof".

"Grunt", Zong Qingshan swallowed this mouthful of blood, secretly lucked his mind, and in an instant, his face became flushed, like a whirlwind blowing in place, Zong Qingshan's whole person's momentum suddenly soared, and the robe outside his body was windless.

At this moment, Zong Qingshan was like a killing god, and his body was full of bloody meaning. In his eyes, the look of resentment made people chill.

......

"What? This Zong Qingshan actually used the Dark Demon Force......

At this moment, Guo Fengwei's heart turned up turbulent waves. He watched Zong Qingshan's changes in extreme shock, and his eyes instantly widened.

"No, no......" Guo Fengwei shook his head vigorously. He never thought that this Qingshan obviously had a great advantage, why would he still use this dark demon skill that damaged his essence and blood.

Legend has it that the Dark Demon Strength Method is a side path in the Demon Dao Secret Codex, but it is extremely powerful, it burns its own essence and blood, to achieve the purpose of allowing the user to improve two layers of skill in a short period of time, so in battle, it can often achieve miraculous results. And the side effect of this mental method is that it loses a lot of one's own essence and blood, which damages a person's longevity.

"This Zong Qingshan, does he have any deep hatred for my brother, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and he still uses this kind of self-destructive Shouyuan mental method?"

Guo Fengwei couldn't stand it anymore, he and the three fanged warriors who came with him glanced at each other, and secretly buckled the wind chasing crossbow in their palms, waiting for the critical moment to be rescued. However, at this time, Guo Fengwei's own heart was bottomless.

Thinking that Zong Qingshan's strength was extremely strong, and then using this magic skill to improve his own strength, now even Guo Fengwei was not sure that he wanted to defeat him.

......

There was still a trace of blood on the corner of Zong Qingshan's mouth in the field, which made his whole person look even more hideous, and the two of them shook their spears, and they were about to rush forward, and suddenly ......

"Teng Teng Teng ......," a sudden running sound came from behind the team of the Tianwei Hunter Regiment. At this moment, a high-ranking hunter was running at a galloping breath.

"Commander, take the ......gun," he shouted, and in the distance, a black shadow of a gun was thrown over.

Zong Qingshan's eyes froze, he grabbed forward with one hand, took the gun thrown over in his hand, and at the same time, threw away the gun in his hand.

At this time, looking at Zong Qingshan's gun, the whole body was dark and black, with a dark red and bloody aura, like a poisonous python with resentful eyes that wanted to choose people to eat, swimming smartly in Zong Qingshan's palm. Zong Qingshan used his strength slightly, and a dark black energy "swished" to the tip of the spear and did not emit.

"Boy, come to ...... life" With a roar, Zong Qingshan moved, like a roaring fierce lion, rumbling towards Zhou Dong.

......

"Oh my God, it's the Meteorite Cold Feather, Zong Qingshan, this kid actually took out the Meteorite Cold Feather......" Guo Fengwei felt cold in his heart while being extremely shocked.

It is rumored that this is the treasure of the Tianwei Hunters, and this gun is extremely sharp and unbreakable. Moreover, with the increase in killings, the tyrannical aura on the gun's body is enough to affect the opponent's mood during the battle, making the opponent tremble and frightened first, and the strength cannot be half played.

If it weren't for Zhou Dong's deep resentment and not letting others help, Guo Fengwei would have rushed up at this time.

And Zongquan was also quite shocked in his heart at this time.

This meteorite cold feather was left to Zong Qingshan by a demon breaker hunter. The origin of this gun is extraordinary, and it is even somewhat related to a sect of cultivation. In normal times, this spear is rarely used by Zong Qingshan, and only when he is carrying out a more difficult task in the flood wilderness, will this gun be invited.

And today, looking at Zong Qingshan's big battle, is it really difficult for this young man on the other side to deal with it? Zong Quan summed it up in his heart.