"Did you get hit? "I locked on to the attack that the other party can dodge, and the cover just now can still be crooked?

Suddenly, the woodpecker thought of something, and slapped his thigh violently: "Damn, I was yin by that kid." ”

On the battlefield just now, the young man wearing a civet mask was already dying, his spine was broken, and he was suffering great pain, but what was more terrible than the pain was the despair in his heart. He knew that he would never have a chance to get out of this canyon alive now, the difference was only who would harvest his ears.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears, and the young man took off his mask and threw it aside, he didn't even want to open his eyes to see who was stabbing him.

"Where's the stuff?"

The corners of the civet's mouth curled slightly, which was already expected by him: "If I say that in the Silver Grotto, we don't get anything, will you believe it?"

The other party was silent, and the civet didn't bother to explain: "Start smart, give decency, thank you." ”

The sound of footsteps in his ears was the footsteps of leaving, and the other party did not kill him, nor did he take off his right ear.

The civet boy opened his eyes and looked at the back, and he suddenly felt that this back was a little familiar.

"You're the one... Rather, right? The civet slowly propped himself up: "I've watched your game, you...... Ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp knife had pierced through his chest, pierced through his heart, and exited from behind.

Ning, who was wearing the sun god's golden mask, slowly turned around and looked at the man: "I didn't want to kill you." With that, he stepped forward and pulled the short blade out of his heart, and the beaver boy's body fell limply. His eyes widened, and death had come so suddenly.

Not far away, the four masked men whose feet were broken by woodpeckers watched this scene in amazement.

Sticking the knife back into the leather sheath, Ning turned his head and left, he believed what the civet said, these five people really didn't get anything here, it was likely that from the beginning, this was the pit dug for them by the group hunting war.

Ning was not interested in the ears of the civet cat, and Ning was also not interested in the remaining four people, and he didn't even look at them more, and disappeared on the forest path in a blink of an eye.

After a few breaths, the woodpecker came back to the place, and when he saw the civet boy lying on the ground, the woodpecker's face turned to the four and shouted at them, "Is that golden-faced guy back?" ”

The four of them were dead-hearted, but they nodded honestly because of the fear that the woodpecker had caused them.

"What did he take from your boss, and what did you get in the Silver Grotto?" such a terrible competitor, if he got some great equipment, it would be very tricky, and I am afraid that a slingshot alone would not be able to cope with him.

Monkey, who had been exploring the Silver Grotto, said bitterly, "We really didn't get anything in the Silver Grotto! ”

"Don't mumble, isn't he dead yet, why didn't he kill you?"

"I don't know, looking at his appearance, it doesn't seem that he wanted to kill the boss, it seems that the boss said something to be killed. ”

The woodpecker recalled that just now, the civet seemed to have seen no external injuries except for a knife in the chest, especially the ears, which had not been removed, and it was really a strange guy.

"Are you going to kill us?" asked the boy in the black bear mask with a crying voice.

The woodpecker spat at the four of them: "You are also worthy of being killed by me, and your ears are not worthy of my pockets." It's just that he has a broken foot, and he lies here waiting to die, and he is embarrassed to say that he is a death fighter?"

Ning realized the problem, the woodpecker could not have been unaware, and soon the dense footsteps around him came from all directions, and those who had been hesitating, preparing, and hesitating before, as if they had all figured it out at once, rushed towards the silver grotto.

The woodpecker glanced at the four deadly-looking men lying on the ground, his steps bounced lightly, and he moved on several tree trunks, and soon disappeared from their view.

There is no need to think about the fate of these four people, plus the dead civet, these five ears will become the first target of this battlefield in the short term.

If they were injured, instead of waiting for death, they crawled out of the battlefield with all their might, especially at the time when the golden-faced masked boy and the woodpecker masked boy were fighting, if they hadn't given up surviving, they would have been out of danger long ago, and it was their own choice to give up surviving, so welcoming death was also a law they had to follow.

Ning had left the Silver Grotto after killing the civet cattle, he had anticipated the battle that was about to break out here, not that he avoided it, but he felt that the battle here did not have the slightest meaning.

The requirements of the group battlefield for them are to live for three days and bring back five right ears at the same time, and those who participated in the hunt of the hundred people have five old knives.

For newcomers, the old knife is the harvester of death, but for Ning, the ears of these five old knives are what he needs. Because his deathfighter told him that there is actually a hidden rule in the hunting ground that most people don't know.

That is, for every old knife ear, the final winner of the group hunt will receive a treasure from the black town lord himself, which may be a magic weapon or a panacea.

And if you can get more than three ears of the old knife, then you will be eligible to directly become a shortlisted candidate for the current Shura King competition, and you can avoid the layers of battles in the audition and directly reach the final inner battlefield.

As for if he cut off the ears of the five old knives, the old death fighter didn't tell Ning, not that he didn't want to say it, but that no one had ever been able to do this, and among the five old knives participating in the group hunting ground, not only were the veteran death fighters who preferred the battle record in the black town, but also two candidates who had already been qualified for the Shura King campaign.

Their combat power represents the peak combat power of the young generation in the entire black town, which is why three old knives have been killed before, but there has never been a situation where the fourth old knife has been killed, because the fourth and fifth have far exceeded the definition of the old knife, and if they want to take their lives, there is no one in the same class, not to mention the new generation of these young children who have just become death fighters.

At this moment, Ning's memory suddenly came back from that sudden memory, and Ying Luan looked at this new junior brother with a strange expression: "I said, Jiji, are you stupid scared." ”