Huang Feihu was like a sturdy leopard, leaping forward on the slippery stone wall of the sea, and the bronze saber in his hand occasionally glowed with a deep light.

He secretly calculated in his heart that there were four enemies in front of him, and they should all be in strength ranging from the Yuan Infant Stage to the Transformation God Stage, and if they exceeded this range, they would never make a noise to make themselves aware of it. If it is lower than the Yuan infant stage, their strength is not enough to sneak attack the southern camp, even if the soldiers are sleeping in the camp tent, but the sergeants who patrol at night are all strong and strong, and there is even a standard leader of the Jindan period of cultivation, since even he was killed, the enemy who came to attack was definitely higher than the Jindan period of cultivation.

If there were only these four people, Huang Feihu could completely solve them by himself, and he didn't let the brigade commander Gu Chuan come over because he was worried about diverting the tiger from the mountain, but what about the ancient brigade commander who was not at ease was that if the enemy used this little pawn named "Huang Yi" to lure the snake out of the hole?

From the time Huang Feihu sent the police to the time he flew to chase after him, it was actually only a short period of time.

The storm is so swift that it hasn't diminished in the slightest!

Huang Feihu had to cover his body with a thin layer of True Qi to isolate the pervasive rainwater and prevent them from penetrating and sticking to the armor weapons, increasing their weight and affecting his attack speed.

Tonight's attack on the camp is a standard method of destroying people, insidious and cunning, false and real, and it is impossible to prevent it. Just like these years, they have appeared from time to time around the East China Sea, burning, killing, looting and then quietly fleeing, bringing countless suffering and suffering to the people.

Usually bookish, but at this time, Huang Feihu, who was burning with murderous intent, gritted his teeth, and the southern camp was full of good men who killed the enemy together on the battlefield and helped his comrades block the sword!

But when he calmed down and thought carefully, he couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

With such a big wind and rain, and beside the turbulent waves and countless undercurrents of the angry sea, how did these Yi people find the location of the sea sand camp and have the ability and courage to attack the camp in such bad weather?

Are these still those cunning and vicious, but also timid and cautious people?

Huang Feihu was suspicious in his heart, but he was not slow at all, but increased the speed of the pursuit, and he was about to catch up with the four men in black, but the four figures suddenly disappeared!

Huang Feihu was shocked in his heart, and when he used his true qi, the scene in front of him suddenly became much clearer, and he silently compared it with the topographic map he remembered on the first day he entered the sea sand camp, and remembered that there was a cliff ahead.

It turned out that he wanted to escape from the cliff, he smiled coldly, and his pace accelerated, like a black wind, flying straight to the edge of the cliff!

His body is about to reach the corner of the cliff, and there are two choices in front of him, one is to let these people escape from the sea, and the other is to enter the sea to pursue them personally, according to common sense, jump into the sea from such a close place to the cliff, the sea is high and the waves are strong, no matter how good the water is, it is impossible for people to escape far, the biggest possibility is to be slapped by the dark tide to the solid cliff wall and turn into a puddle of flesh.

But if these elusive and despicable villains can attack the camp tonight, who knows if they have a way to escape from the great waves?

Pursue!

If you dare to come to my Haisha camp, you must let you wait for no return!

In the blink of an eye, Huang Feihu no longer hesitated, and rushed directly beyond the cliff, preparing to enter the sea to chase the enemy.

Just when Huang Feihu had just rushed to the edge of the cliff, ready to step on the ground again, and jump forward into the sea with his strength.

A sinister and sharp sword light suddenly appeared at his ankle from the iron-like stone below the cliff like a life-seeking ghost!

If this knife is slashed, even if Huang Feihu has already entered the refining realm where his physical strength has reached the pinnacle, I am afraid that he will have to be unloaded with one foot!

Huang Feihu seemed to have felt it, and he screamed, and his body suddenly rose in mid-air!

The distance that flew up in the air just dodged the sinister sword light, and Huang Feihu's body turned his head in mid-air very strangely, holding the saber with both hands, and pointing directly at the place where the sword light appeared under his head and feet, like an assassin who assassinated the king, decisive and brave.

A bloody light flew in the air like a spring in the dark night, and was quickly washed away by the raindrops that kept falling, and before the smell of blood could spread, it dissipated in the fierce wind on the edge of the cliff.

A muffled sound came from under the cliff, and the black-clothed man who cut out this knife didn't have time to cry out in pain, and the Tianling Gai was pierced by a knife at this strange angle!

Huang Feihu stabbed the enemy from the top of his head from the Baihui acupoint, skewering him on the knife!

Huang Feihu's falling momentum was blocked by this knife, and the speed of his landing instantly slowed down, and before he could take a closer look at the surrounding scene, a faint knife light slashed towards his thigh from the vertical cliff wall!

The inner thighs, near the lower abdomen, are very densely veined, and the assassin's attack this time is to make Huang Feihu, who had no time to stop the bleeding in the air, rush all the way to the blood, and die of blood when he fell from the top of a high cliff to the ground.

What a vicious method! What a cruel mind!

Huang Feihu just killed a person, and the saber was still inserted in his body at the critical moment, how could he defend against this knife when he had nowhere to borrow at this time?

Huang Feihu decisively abandoned the knife in the air, and then made a palm!

In Huang Feihu's first 20 years of life, the palms that had been used to flip through the bamboo slips were strangely not delicate and white as the world imagined, but had thick calluses in the palms of the hands.

Even if he had been practicing his sword skills in the army for several months, it would be impossible for the roots of his ten fingers to form such thick and rough calluses.

These palms glowing with a very clear earthy yellow light in the dark night, which are like the hands of a recruit, are obviously a veteran who has been practicing knife skills every day for more than ten years, and can only have strong palms under perseverance!

The assassin used his unique secret method to cling to the cliff wall, and he stabbed out as quickly as a gecko out of his tongue, but the palms of his hands were the last scene he saw in this life in the early stage of the god.

Huang Feihu slapped his palm on the back of the knife, directly breaking the assassin's close-fitting dark long knife refined by secret methods!

The power of a palm, as violent as this!

Slap the knife with one palm, kill the enemy with one palm!

The calloused palms were covered with yellowish true qi, and when he broke the long knife, his body was just a foot away from the assassin's body.

At this time, Huang Feihu straightened out his palm, just enough to hit the assassin's head in the shortest possible time!

The black-clad man's skull shattered like a ripe watermelon smashed to the ground.

Red mixed with white slurry splashed in the air, and an assassin who had become a god-incarnate cultivator died.

Huang Feihu has no sense of joy after killing the enemy, he has been fighting with the Dongyi people in the army for the past few months, maybe the improvement of the realm is not as good as when he was in silent retreat before, but for the will of martial arts and the tempering of hostility, it is definitely a huge improvement that cannot be obtained after a long time!

There is no place where human nature is tested and the mind is tempered more than the battlefield.

There were four of them.

After Huang Feihu killed the assassin with a knife and killed a strong enemy, the mana in his body was almost exhausted, and the number of enemies was counted when he was running the small Zhou Tian cycle.

There are two more.

His body was at the critical moment when his breath was circulating, and two dark rays of light flashed away, one shot at Huang Feihu's eyes, and the other shot at his heart.

There is nowhere to borrow strength in the air, even the masters of the Void Realm cannot fly in the air, and only by standing on the ground with both feet can the power of a horizontal training body be truly exerted.

What's more, Huang Feihu's family martial arts are originally heavy and deep earth attribute exercises.

Huang Feihu remained silent, his eyes didn't even look at the two sharp rays, just stared at the two figures lying on the cliff wall very tightly.

The yellowish light in his hand flashed again, and the mana that had recovered a little bit was consumed in an instant.

Palms come out again!

The realm of those two people is not too high, Huang Feihu estimated that only Yuanying was at the peak of cultivation, otherwise they would have chosen to use the knife more steadily, instead of using all the mana of the whole body to lie on the cliff and tremble, only dare to secretly use this kind of small arrow that cannot be controlled after getting out of his hand to sneak attack.

However, those two people have also become live targets.

The palms slapped in the air, and the two slightly yellowed rays of light directly slapped the two people to death!

At the same time as he struck, Huang Feihu tightened his waist and shrunk his abdomen, dodging a sharp arrow in mid-air in an almost desperate place!

However, even if Huang Feihu was a genius who had reached the Refining Void Realm at a young age, he couldn't dodge the two poisonous arrows.

A sharp ray pierced his right shoulder with a strong force, sending Huang Feihu's body still in the air into the air, and moving three feet in the air!

A low muffled grunt came from Huang Feihu's mouth, and blood flowed freely in the air, staining the color of the bronze armor even darker.

Huang Feihu's body fell rapidly in the air, he tried his best to reach out to block the gushing blood, temporarily sealed the blood mouth with mana, gritted his steel teeth, and began to adjust his body's posture in mid-air to prepare to fall into the sea.

When a person falls from a height, falling into the water seems to be a much better option than the ground.

But when the distance is high enough, even a calm water surface will be as hard as steel to the human body!

What about the raging storm and the roaring waves crashing against the cliffs?

What will Huang Feihu do to dissipate this great force, or will he let the ocean of anger inflict irreparable damage on his body?

A bluish light appeared at his feet, and as he was about to touch the surface of the sea, he gently lifted his body as he descended at great speed.

A nameless scroll of bamboo slips appeared at his feet, and rushed with him into the Bohai Sea, which seemed to have infinite power to be unleashed.

The cyan glow was soft and protected his injured body like a light mask.

Then it slowly dissipated under the lapping of the waves, turning back into a nameless roll of old bamboo slips.

Huang Feihu struggled and found that he had fallen into the yellow sand at the bottom of the sea.

At this moment, an eerie voice suddenly sounded at the bottom of the sea.

"It's worthy of being the commander of the Haisha Camp Guchuan Ancient Brigade, but this didn't kill you?"

"It's a pity, I'm still here, so you can die. ”