"Huh~Huh~" Chang An half-knelt under a big tree, holding the trunk with one hand, gasping for breath. He could feel the energy heart in his chest beating violently, because the power in his body was close to exhaustion, and his heart had to hurry to produce new power to replenish it.

Dongfang Yi and Gongsun Yan'er were of course saved by Chang An, but they had to save so many people and ensure that they didn't leak, this difficulty was too great! Even if they used the power of the slash, they couldn't achieve it, so Chang An had to use sword skills.

That's right, in addition to accumulating almost endless magical knowledge in countless crossings, Chang An has learned countless martial arts and sword skills. He has also given several titles of Sword Saint, Sword God, and Sword Immortal.

Sword skills are different from ordinary magic, if you really want to compare, the fighting skills corresponding to ordinary magic can only be called martial arts moves, and the sword skills correspond to the forbidden spells in magic! Any sword skill used has the power of a move, and the consumption is also huge, because the essence of sword skills is to concentrate all the strength of the whole body to make the strongest blow!

The sword technique "Feng Wu Chop" that Chang An used this time was one of the weaker of all the sword skills he mastered, but with his current strength, it took a great risk to perform this move and barely succeed.

And the reason why he chose to perform Feng Wuxian is also because of the uniqueness of this sword technique. The word "wind" is because it is extremely powerful when it moves, and it will inevitably cause a gust of wind, and the word "none" is because the speed of this sword skill is too fast, from shooting, slashing, to leaving, the whole process is only in an instant, so fast that others can only see a gust of wind, and they can't see or perceive anything else at all, and the attack is over.

It is with these two characteristics that Chang An can hide the strong evil aura emitted when he is cut out of the sheath! Otherwise, as soon as he is cut out of the sheath, he will immediately be sensed by the poem, and the poem will definitely recognize the breath of the slash, and it is clear that there will be no one else besides Chang An who uses the sheath?

Fortunately, Chang An did it, he successfully saved Dongfang Yi and their group of waste wood families, and did not let them be directly destroyed by the halo pit group, the protagonist of the poem. He also managed to hide himself, although Song Shi would definitely suspect the strange wind and analyze that someone must have helped, but she would definitely not think of Chang An's head, would she?

"Yes, yes, yes, but anyone with a normal brain circuit will not be idle and run to help his assassination target!"

"Shhhh I still have business to do. ”

"Isn't the battle over?

Chang An didn't speak, and after resting for a while and feeling that his body had recovered a little, he stood up, but he was bent over, his eyes staring at the ground carefully, as if looking for something.

Finally, Chang An squatted next to a plant that seemed to have been bent by something, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the dirt surface of the ground, sweeping aside the weeds and fallen leaves on the ground.

A clear footprint appeared in front of Chang'an's eyes!

"This battle isn't over yet!" Chang An bent his waist and walked into the depths of the jungle as he continued to search for footprints on the ground.

......

A sudden fierce battle once again devastated the vitality of Soshi's party, and after counting, a total of four people were killed by the wild elves in the attack, and two others were seriously injured and could no longer move. The team was cut in half at once.

If it weren't for the strange wind at the end, I'm afraid there would have been more deaths, right?

Everyone couldn't help but think that the companion who had been talking and laughing with them just now had turned into a corpse lying on the ground!

These aristocratic apprentices were terrified, and when they found out that their usual proud status was meaningless on this isolated island, they only hated themselves for not practicing well. It's a pity that it's too late to regret this now, if that terrible wild elf appears again, these magic apprentices with mediocre strength and lack combat experience can only be reduced to lambs to the slaughter, and there is no chance to resist at all.

"As the team leader, I would like to express my deep apologies for the death of these four students. Song Shi suddenly spoke, but her voice was a little low: "I admit that I was too reckless to lead into the jungle this time. If someone doesn't want to move on with me, they can quit and go back to the camp by the sea to wait for rescue. ”

Everyone exchanged glances, but no one spoke. Go back and wait for rescue? What are you kidding, it's dangerous in the jungle, but isn't it dangerous at the beach? When they think of the siege of the leopards last night, everyone still has lingering palpitations. It's better to be safe with Song Shi, and she can still provide some protection when it is critical.

Song Shi took in everyone's reactions, and suddenly snorted coldly, and said: "Don't expect me to protect you, try to become stronger yourself, to be honest, instead of letting you go back and disgrace your family with this waste wood now, it is better to let you all die on this island." ”

After listening to the unceremonious remarks of the poem, everyone's faces turned white at once, which really forced them to a dead end!

Song Shi ignored them and walked to the side alone.

Gongsun Yan'er also followed: "Brother Lion, aren't you afraid that this group of waste firewood will die? ”

"I'm here to take them out for training, not for vacation. The poem's response was very flat: "I really hope that they will retreat from the difficulties and not hold me back." ”

Soshi was not in a good mood at the moment, and she found that the task was much more difficult than she had imagined. The strength of the wild elves on Fengyin Island is obviously much stronger than that recorded in ancient books, and through the battle poems, it is found that the attitude of the wild elves towards humans is by no means hate, but hatred!

She didn't know why the wild elves hated humans so much, but it was clear that they couldn't let themselves into the temple so easily.

In addition to this, there is a mystery that haunts the poem.

"Yan'er, come and take a look. "Song Shi squatted next to the fallen tree, if it wasn't for the fall of this tree at the critical moment to suppress the wild elf and liberate Gongsun Yan'er, the consequences are unimaginable!

Gongsun Yan'er also squatted down, and carefully stroked the broken trunk with his hand: "Woo...... Although the fracture is very rough, it looks like someone deliberately disguised it like this, and there are still many marks on the wood grain that have been sharpened by sharp weapons, which is definitely true! And that person at least has the strength of a swordsman!"

"Is it true that someone is secretly helping?" Song Shi nodded, not to mention the fracture of the tree, the gust of wind just now was abnormal enough. There is no wind on this wind hidden island all year round, how can such a strong wind blow without external interference?

But who will help them on this island?

Song Shi suddenly raised his head: "Also, Yan'er, didn't you find a problem?"

Gongsun Yan'er tilted his head: "What's the problem?"

"In the previous battle, the wild elf blew a whistle, which should be a signal for help, but after all this time, my sensing magic has not found any trace of the wild elf nearby. Where are the other wild elves?"

......

Chang An followed the footprints of the wild elf and walked in the jungle for ten minutes, and finally saw the figure of a wild elf.

This wild elf was injured and was fleeing in embarrassment, obviously the wild elf who had escaped from the previous battle with Soshi and his party, but the purpose of his escape was obviously not just to be greedy for life and afraid of death. Chang An found that every distance he ran would carve a mark with a bow and arrow pattern on the trunk of a nearby tree.

"Interesting, is he still going to go back to the field?" With the effect of the concealment cloak, Chang An almost swaggered behind the wild elf's ass all the way without being detected. However, when the wild elf stepped over a dense bush with his long legs, a sudden alertness made Chang An stop.

Carefully pulling out a gap in the bushes, what he saw made Chang An gasp.

Ahead was a camp, with a dozen simple wooden houses, presumably just a small sentry. However, at this moment, there are hundreds of wild elves gathered here!

"Tsk, there are more than a hundred wild elves whose strength is equivalent to that of high-level swordsmen, and the jungle is their home field. Not to mention the poetry of their little people, a whole human army is estimated to have to be wiped out here. ”

Chang An's expression also became solemn, he didn't expect the wild elves to gather such a force in such a short period of time. He now has the urge to turn around and leave, let them fend for themselves! Facing the siege of so many wild elves, even if it is Song Shi himself, he will hang up if he doesn't deal with it well!

However, at this moment, the voice of the nerve knife suddenly appeared in Chang An's mind: "Wait a minute, I feel a familiar power from that leader. ”

"Familiar power?" Chang An's gaze crossed over the wild elves who were lining up in the camp, and locked on a wild elf standing in front of all the wild elves, taller than the other companions.

Unlike the wild and primitive style of the common wild elves, who only wore a little leaf grass skirt, this wild elf also wore some jewelry made of gold and precious stones, and it was obvious that his status in the group was very unusual.

The leader of the wild elves was now mobilizing for the battle, when he shouted in a strong voice: "My brothers! As loyal servants of the goddess of the forest, we must not allow filthy humans to disturb the goddess's rest, what should we do!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

The leader of the wild elves looked at the excited companions in front of him, and also raised his scimitar: "There are already brothers who have probed their location, but there are also two brothers who died in their hands. Now, we're going to avenge them! But we can't just rush over like that, in order not to let a human escape, everyone obeys my command, now we are divided into three teams and move separately, we must surround the human beings, let them not escape!"

Chang An, who was hiding on the side, was already looking at it, this group of savages who were five big and three thick were so thoughtful, and they knew how to use the art of war?

However, what surprised Chang An even more was still to come......

I saw that after the leader of the wild elves arranged the strategy, he actually threw the scimitar in his hand into the sky, and then he jumped up on the spot and stepped on the back of the scimitar, and one person and one knife actually floated like this!

Chang An almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

This...... This...... This...... Is this the legendary Edgeworth Flying?!