Between the fields.

A man and a woman are in a fierce battle.

Huang Zirui had a silver spear, dancing impermeable, and the corpses of monsters were piled up everywhere, including many nightmare-level monsters, although there were many injuries on their bodies, but their actions were not affected in any way.

But Song Shuyi's face behind her was pale, and she was obviously unable to deal with it, just close to a third-order genetic warrior, she couldn't cope with this kind of scene.

If it weren't for Huang Zirui's presence, she would have been rushed by a nightmare-level monster in the morning.

Too much!

Wave after wave.

Even if the nightmare-level monster didn't come towards the two of them, they were in an endless field, and the two couldn't hide if they wanted to.

The monsters that run wild are not only numerous, but also extremely terrifying.

"Roar!" In the distance, the earth shook violently.

A behemoth beast that was four meters tall rushed at the two of them with murderous vigour.

The two sharp horns like vajra cones release the power of a brave man, and the thick black skin of the body is like a natural armor.

Medium Nightmare Monster!

Behind it, there were several monsters of the same appearance, surging with anger.

Huang Zirui gritted his teeth and took a step silently, the silver gun was like a dragon, blocking the sprint route of the monster group, and behind him was Song Shuyi, who was still struggling.

Finally, I met it.

He heard Xiao Qin talk about hunting medium nightmare monsters in the car.

But the prevention mission he and Shuyi carried out was relatively simple, and they usually encountered few first-class nightmare monsters.

"Bang!" A heavy impact.

Even though Huang Zirui has unloaded, he still feels like he has been hit head-on by an off-road vehicle.

The blood vessels of the right hand holding the gun directly collapsed, and the internal organs churned violently, and the qi and blood surged.

Drink!

The silver spear turned into arcs, and Huang Zirui supported the ground with one hand, blocking the impact of the nightmare-level bison monster.

As a man, he had to ......

"Brother Rui, go, I'll protect you!" Song Shuyi also noticed that something was wrong at this time, and the battle sword turned into a stream of golden gems and leaned towards Huang Zirui's side.

What are you doing robbing my lines......

Huang Zirui complained in his heart, but he knew Song Shuyi's intentions.

She is indeed not strong in combat, she usually talks a lot, and her cooperation is even more of a mess, but ......

She's a good teammate.

"Don't attack it!" Huang Zirui fixed his eyes and saw that Song Shuyi had already rushed forward with a roar, and when the color below changed greatly, the silver spear turned into a swimming dragon and quickly stabbed out.

It's just that the head is not very bright!

Just guard against it!

Can't you see that these monsters aren't the target!

This stupid woman!

"Poof!" Huang Zirui's silver spear was shocked, and he was hit hard again, and his teeth were bitten out of blood.

Quickly stabilize your body.

Huang Zirui's eyes flickered, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

If you guessed correctly, Wang Ye and Xiao Qin should have rushed here!

Hold on!

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Approach!

Wang Ye galloped almost at full speed.

The monsters encountered on the road are all killed directly.

Behind him is Yu Shuiqin, who is closely following, and his actions are extremely tacit, like a match made in heaven.

He knew very well that Zirui and Shuyi must be in big trouble now.

If it was just Zirui alone, he wouldn't be too worried.

But there is one more Shuyi......

The consequences are unpredictable.

"In front!"

Wang Ye had already seen the fierce battle in front of him from afar, his eyes lit up, and his hand holding the Chiyang War Sword tightened.

Because he faintly felt that there was a faint breath of life.

It's Song Shuyi!

Song Shuyi, who was lying in a pool of blood, seemed to be unconscious.

There was a heart-wrenching wound in her lower abdomen, and at this time, it was Huang Zirui who was trying to protect her in front of her, like the god of war in Changbanpo, dressed in a blood-stained combat uniform, full of fighting spirit.

Medium Nightmare Monster.

Wang Ye stared at the monster that was entangled with Huang Zirui.

It is really not easy for him to use the body of a third-order genetic warrior to block the nightmarre-level bison monster that is known for its attacks.

It's almost the limit.

The sun is rising!

Wang Ye's knife slashed through a perfect arc and landed precisely on the back of the Nightmarish Bison Monster.

The Red Sun War Knife II is a masterpiece of fine light, and the sword light is so fast that it is shadowless, directly breaking through the tough skin defense of the nightmare-level bison monster.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and the Nightmarish Bison Monster roared, its front hooves raised, and it turned in an instant, its blood-red eyes staring directly at the tiny human who had injured it.

An extreme sword appeared in front of him.

Phew!

Head on the head!

Like an eggshell that shatters, then tears.

The Red Sun War Knife II series, which is enhanced by the technique, directly splits the head of the Medium Nightmare Bison.

The huge body fell to the ground with a bang, blood spurted wildly, convulsed violently, and died tragically on the spot in an instant.

Behind them, many bison monsters wailed in pain, and with fear on their faces, they spread their hooves and fled quickly.

Woohoo!

Yu Shuiqin's crossbow arrows shot out, clearing the vicious monsters around the field.

"Are you alright?" Wang Ye glanced at Huang Zirui, who was covered in blood, and his eyes fell on Song Shuyi who was lying on the ground, and his brows furrowed for a moment.

"It's okay, thank you."

Huang Zirui quickly took out the healing potion HF3, took one bottle by himself, and opened Song Shuyi's mouth with the other bottle and fed her to take it.

This was the first time he had seen Wang Ye's strength with his own eyes.

It's shocking.

The nightmare-level bison monster that seriously injured Shuyi and put him in a desperate situation was like a lamb to the slaughter in front of Wang Ye.

Two knives.

Killed with just two swords!

And it's a frontal killing, and there is no power to resist.

How strong is Wang Ye's strength?

Huang Zirui's heart was greatly impacted, far greater than the injuries on his body.

At the same time, he secretly blamed himself.

If he had the strength of Wang Ye, how could Shuyi be seriously injured?

Quickly stop the bleeding, bandage, injection, first aid.

It's just a rescue breath.

As a top student in the training camp, Huang Zirui's business ability is quite proficient, he is decisive and neat, without dragging his feet, and his focused expression makes Yu Shuiqin on the side slightly surprised.

If it was Brother Rui in the past, he would definitely ask her to help deal with the wound on the grounds that it was inconvenient for men and women.

But this time......

Beautiful eyes looked at Wang Ye and found that he had a motherly smile on his face.

Hey!

Boy!

This is the truth of adversity!

Wang Yexiao squinted and looked at Huang Zirui.

With his rich injury experience, you can see the extent of Song Shuyi's injury at a glance.

It's serious.

Mainly trauma and excessive blood loss.

But as long as the treatment is prompt, the problem is not big.

"I owe you another life." Huang Zirui looked at Wang Ye with a complicated expression.

"Brothers don't talk about that." Wang Ye took it over, the account was not calculated like this, Zirui had secretly helped himself a lot: "Why is Shuyi so seriously injured?" ”

"She'......"

Pictures appeared in Huang Zirui's mind.

It was Shuyi who helped him block the fatal blow.

If it weren't for her......

He's not going to fight the nightmare buffalo to the death!

Evil.

"She risked her life to save me." Huang Zirui breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Song Shuyi, who was still unconscious: "What now?" Her injuries are too severe and could be in trouble if left untreated. ”

"Back to camp." Wang Ye's words were concise and to the point, and with a single sword, he killed a vicious-level monster that rushed towards him.

"What's going on?"

Huang Zirui was stunned.

Naturally, he knew what was going on.

The problem now is that there is no way back, and in this case driving back is no different from sending you to death.

"Kill back." Wang Ye held a blood-dripping war knife in his hand, and his voice was indifferent.