Chapter Ninety-Five: Continue to keep a low profile
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The excited roar of the minotaur in front of him, mixed with the screams of a woman, was getting closer. Apparently the Minotaur and the contestants are fighting.
Chen Mo's thunderstorm gloves quickly started, like a nimble leopard, silently sneaking towards the sound.
In the dark demonic energy forest, the black demonic qi was scattered among the towering trees like a miasma, and the visibility in the forest was not very high.
A moment and a half later.
Chen Mo stopped more than ten feet close to the target, and his figure was on one side, hiding behind a thick tree.
In the distance, I saw four men and one woman in the distance, struggling with a dozen or so minotaurs.
Under the siege of a group of minotaurs, three of them barely had much to parry, stumbling under their feet, and were in danger of being killed at any time.
There was also a girl in a yellow shirt with an axe and a boy with a sword who fought.
The girl in the yellow shirt, with a baby face, a short figure, and a bucket-like waist, is no different from a round ball.
And she held two huge axes in her hand, and with a fierce face, she held them high and slashed them down at the head of a minotaur.
With a "click", the axe slashed deeply on the Minotaur's bullhead, splitting the Minotaur's skull, sinking about a foot deep, and couldn't pull it out. This woman's strength is obviously not small.
The minotaur who was slashed was struggling to the death, desperately shaking his head and trying to drop the woman in the yellow shirt. But the woman in the yellow shirt clutched the handle of the axe and didn't let go.
For a moment, the woman in the yellow shirt was flung back and forth like a rattle.
With a flick, she lifted her other fat arm. Pick up the axe and head at the minotaur who shook his head, another axe.
Time. The cow's head was split in half, and the brains were splashed with blood, and the woman in the yellow shirt didn't have time to avoid it, and was sprayed all over her face.
"Ahh The woman in the yellow shirt suddenly pulled her face down, and let out a heart-rending scream.
"Meijiao, don't stink and be beautiful at this time. Do you want to die once?" a thin sword-wielding boy in the back, panting as he resisted the attacking Minotaur.
"Jiang Gan. My beautiful clothes ......" The fierceness on the face of the woman in the yellow shirt froze, and she immediately burst into tears, threw her axe, and her hands were afraid of hitting the muddy brains and blood on her clothes.
The other three have also reached the end of their crossbows. Resentfully glared at the woman in the yellow shirt. Lisheng shouted.
"Tao Meijiao!"
Chen Mo almost burst out laughing, no wonder he looked a little familiar.
In the Demon Suppression City Xuanyuan Zhe brought the second general, this girl looks exactly the same as the dwarf Dundun Tao Shou, and the appearance of the thin and tall man is quite similar to Jiang Heng, obviously this is their child.
I didn't expect them to come to participate in the selection, but it was obviously sad. There is such a wonderful girl, and she should die a few times.
In the middle of this, suddenly a minotaur threw his legs wildly. With a low cow's head and two sharp horns. Straight towards Tao Meijiao's ass.
"Ah", Tao Meijiao screamed miserably, only to see the horns piercing the fat buttocks, the minotaur flung again, and she was picked and flew into the air.
Suddenly, there was a rain of blood in the sky, and then I saw Tao Meijiao, who was strong and heavy, with a lot of snot and tears, holding her buttocks and screaming like killing a pig.
"My fluttery dress is torn. ”
Then I saw her suddenly smile and say to herself, "Anyway, if you die, you can still recover as ......" and slammed directly into the sharp horns of a minotaur.
Having never seen a man who had killed himself, the minotaur was stunned and stepped back to avoid it.
And Tao Meijiao deliberately restrained her whole body's energy, closed her eyes tightly, and had an awe-inspiring and generous expression.
Without doing any protection, she fell to the ground with a "bang", smashed into a large meatloaf, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared.
Chen Mo looked stupid, this woman is really a god. Didn't she know that even if she was resurrected, her beautiful dress would still be torn?
Love beauty, love like this, but cry ghosts and gods.
Without Tao Meijiao's help, the shadow of death fell directly on the heads of the living.
Jiang Gan, who was slightly stronger, had a cold and shining sword in his hand that could play a role for the time being, but I saw him pull a few sword flowers, and the tip of the sword was connected, stabbing at the minotaur who wanted to surround him.
A bloody hole suddenly pierced into the Minotaur's abdomen, and blood flowed down.
But the skin of the bull-headed demon is rough and thick, and this injury is not enough for them to mention, and they are even more excited when they see their own blood.
roared forward and swooped forward, and then attacked Jiang Gan, Jiang Gan's new power was gone, and it was becoming more and more difficult to recruit him. Beads of sweat rolled down his head.
One of the other three, one of whom couldn't dodge, was hit in the abdomen by the Minotaur's fist, and all his internal organs flowed to the ground.
One of the heads was brutally twisted off by the Minotaur and kicked away.
In the end, only Jiang Gan was left, surrounded by the Minotaur.
Jiang Gan was sweating profusely, rushing left and right, struggling to support, but after all, it was difficult to defeat many punches with both hands, and his movements were getting slower and slower. One couldn't dodge, and he took a punch in the shoulder, and in an instant he dented a piece.
Chen Mo clasped his hands on his chest, leaned against a big tree, and looked calmly. He is not a savior, and it doesn't matter to him whether these people live or die.
After a while, in the terrible screams, a Jiang pole was smashed on the back of the head and collapsed to the ground, and under the soft step of the Minotaur, it turned into white light and disappeared.
The remaining seven or eight minotaurs saw that no one was wiped out at once, and they all cheered excitedly.
One of the minotaurs was extremely excited, pounding his chest, and said angrily: "I stoned five to death today, and one of them was stoned to death twice. ”
The other minotaurs also said how many people they smashed today.
Chen Mo squinted his eyes, there seemed to be a lot of unlucky guys.
Looking down at the bracelet on his wrist again, it showed the points of these five people, Tao Meijiao and Jiang Gan were all ranked in the place of two thousand five hundred. It's better than himself, he still doesn't have a single point.
That's right, these minotaurs must have consumed a lot of energy under the fight with the five people just now, and this ready-made cheap one is not picked up for nothing.
The first point value is taken from them.
As soon as he thought of this, Chen Mo no longer hid. Walking with easy steps towards the minotaurs.
"Hello, calves. Chen Mo stretched out his hand as if he had seen an old acquaintance and greeted him.
Eight or nine minotaurs suddenly looked back. Qi brushed and looked at Chen Mo, where did this kid come from?
They are the Demon Soldiers of the Sky Swallowing Shadow Demon, and they dare to be described as inferior animals, they are a thing to be beaten.
Chen Moyun hooked his little finger at them lightly: "I don't know, I roasted you, which one is more fragrant than the taste of ordinary beef." ”
The cows are angry, and the cows are dignified. Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated.
Suddenly, seven or eight minotaurs spewed hot bull gas. Rushed towards Chen Mo.
The brute force of the Minotaur trampled the earth with a thud, as if seven or eight chariots were crushing at the same time.
Chen Mo did not move, laughing and provoking these minotaurs. "Mavericks, good boys. ”
The voice did not fall. Chen Mo clenched his fists and a layer of thunder burst out. The slightest thunder is like a silver dragon flying quickly on the fist, forming a fine thunder pattern.
didn't want to expose too much of his strength, Chen Mo still used the "Ben Lei Three Styles" move.
For a while, only a series of "boom" thunder sounds were heard, and the thunder swept through the air, and the air seemed to be scorched, exuding a scorching smell.
With Chen Mo's fist intent, the "Thunder Cannon" smashed towards the bull heads of the Minotaurs.
"Bang bang bang" A series of crashing sounds sounded. The thunderbolt exploded on the Minotaur's bull's head.
The mountain-like body of the Minotaur collapsed with a bang.
Meanwhile. Chen Mo's fist was slightly numb, he didn't expect the bull head of the Minotaur to be so hard.
Glancing at the points bracelet on his wrist, his points soared upward. Although the ranking is not high, it is still around 2,500.
It's a good beginning, Chen Mo is quite satisfied, and now there is only one minotaur left at the end.
This minotaur saw that six or seven of his companions had been killed by Chen Mo, and a trace of fear finally appeared in the eyes of the bull with a copper bell.
It retreated again and again, and suddenly it raised its head and hissed towards the sky.
Then the thick arm hugged a big tree as thick as a water tank, and lifted it up, and the big tree instantly rose from the ground. It's like pulling a little grass.
The Minotaur waved the big tree and smashed it towards Chen Mo.
"Oh no, this minotaur is summoning his companions, and he must fight quickly. Chen Mo said secretly, and immediately rose up, avoiding the smashed tree.
The whole person swooped down, grabbed its horns with one hand, and raised its fist with the other, and landed directly on his head.
This minotaur was directly pierced by Chen Mo's fist.
Dare to pull his fist out of the Minotaur's head, there was a tremor under his feet, apparently the Minotaur heard the rescue signal, and the army was dispatched.
Before they came, he had better hurry up, Chen Mo threw down the body of the Minotaur, took a leap, and fled towards the depths of the forest.
When the army of minotaurs arrived here, Chen Mo's figure was long gone.
In the following days, Chen Mo had been wandering in this demonic qi forest, and when he saw a small demon beast of a low level, or a lone minotaur, he directly stepped forward and punched him to death, scoring a small point.
When he saw a relatively high-level demon beast, he fled directly like a gust of wind without touching his feet.
Of course, when encountering the army of minotaurs, Chen Mo ran away without saying a word.
If you're lucky, you can still go up and mend a knife when a group of people are almost dead, or pick up a ready-made bargain.
For the past three days, the participants who have been active in this area know that there is a cunning scoundrel here, who comes and goes without a trace, and cannot be prevented, specializing in picking up ready-made cheap products and accumulating points.
In this way, in three days, Chen Mo's points soared rapidly, and his ranking soared all the way to outside the three hundred and twenty places.
In the end, some people began to covet Chen Mo's points, looking for him everywhere, wanting to take half of his points away from him.
But Chen Mo saw that his ranking was only twenty places away from the three hundred, and there were still seven days to go anyway, so he slowed down the pace of fighting monsters, took a nap and drank a little wine, and when he was full of food and drink, he went out to fight one or two monsters leisurely, and slowly accumulated points.
...... (To be continued......)