The sound that seemed to be there was quickly amplified in the ears of the "cicada", and later turned into a dull rumbling roar. www.biquge.info As the sound changed from small to loud, a black helicopter without any sign appeared in the field of vision of the "cicada", and in an instant it had driven to the edge of this oasis, and the huge wind generated by the rotation of the wings pressed the grass on the oasis to humbly bow its head and bend down.

The helicopter did not land, but opened the hatch at an altitude of more than 10 meters above the ground, and the four figures jumped down one after another without any protective measures, and landed firmly on the ground, without even doing any cushioning action.

After the four people landed, one of them stayed where he was, and the other three walked towards the "cicada" standing by the waterhole.

All four are black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians. Remaining in place was a young man in his twenties, tall and handsome, carrying a black leather bag full of white feathered arrows on his back, and a large bow standing up to his chest, with a black and heavy metal bow as thick as a wrist, and a translucent bowstring that was only slightly thinner than his thumb. Two of the three men who came forward were full of sideburns and no less than fifty years old, one was as strong as a mountain and carried a short double-edged battle axe covered with patina, the other was as thin as a bamboo, and each hand was clasped with a cold three-edged steel claw, and the other was also about thirty years old, with a narrow triangular face, and a narrow scimitar in each hand.

Nowadays, the development of the world's own killing tools can be said to be changing with each passing day, and the assassins in the assassin camp have long kept up with the times, and have switched to various high-tech thermal weapons carefully designed and crafted by the organization's weapons experts. Those who still insist on the traditional use of cold weapons are only these heaven-level assassins who are resolute and powerful, and always believe that human beings themselves are far more powerful than any weapon.

"The 'Assassin's Secret Camp' has now become a phoenix that has shed its hair, is that the first seat still so attractive?" Seeing that the three people in front of him were distributed in an inverted triangle formation and approaching him, and the one in the distance took out a long arrow from the quiver behind his back and buckled it on the string, the handsome face of the "Cicada" showed a slightly sarcastic smile, and said leisurely, "It is reasonable that the 'Double Knife' Mantis and the 'Demon Bow' with the same name as me will appear, but the previous generation of heaven-level assassins 'Bloodclaw' Wolf He, who has been retired for more than ten years, will appear and fall, but the previous generation of heaven-level assassins 'Bloodclaw' Wolf He, who has been retired for more than ten years, The reappearance of the Wild Axe Bear was completely unexpected by me. ”

The "wolf" rubbed the blades of a pair of steel claws in his hand against each other, making a tooth-aching screeching sound, and sneered: "Two Heaven-level assassins can defeat a heaven-level assassin but cannot kill him, this is a well-known rule in the assassin secret camp. What's more, you can solve the three heads and their accompanying guards on your own, obviously hiding a lot of strength in peacetime. In the face of the 'Demon Hand' Cicada, which is already ranked first among the three contemporary heaven-level assassins and has hidden strength, it is impossible to be too careful. ”

"Cicada" shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Really, I thought ......" He was only halfway through his words, and the upper half of his body suddenly leaned back without warning, his legs still standing upright on the ground, but his upper body remained parallel to the ground.

At the same time as the "cicada" leaned back, a metal heavy arrow as long as a meter long and as thick as a finger passed between the "wolf" and the "bear", flew from a distance of less than ten centimeters above the "cicada's" flat body, and submerged into the waterhole behind him. It wasn't until another half a second had passed since the heavy arrow sank into the mud at the bottom of the pool that the current filled the tunnel again. And from beginning to end, an arrow with such a terrifying power did not even make the slightest sound of breaking the wind, silently like a ghost.

Although Cicada used the Assassin's superhuman sense to avoid the silent heavy arrows fired by the "Dragon" in the distance, the real danger was still to come. Before his leaning back body could stand upright, the "bear", who was nearly two meters tall, jumped up with a dexterity that was not commensurate with his size and age, held the heavy double-edged battle axe high in both hands, and slashed down at the chest of the "cicada" with all his strength with the power of his body falling.

Cicada's face was still calm, without a trace of panic and fear, his left hand was raised upward, and his five fingers pinched the side of the edge of the tomahawk accurately. He is known as the "magic hand", and ninety percent of his kung fu is on these hands, and at this moment, he actually relied purely on the power of his fingers to block the tomahawk that fell with the power of ten thousand jun and the "bear" that fell with the tomahawk, and his right hand was in the shocked and disbelieving look on the face of the "bear", and his five fingers were stretched out like a sword, and he pierced into the heart of the "bear" as fast as electricity.

But the moment his right hand plunged into the chest of the "bear", the "wolf" and the "mantis" had already attacked from both sides, and a pair of steel claws and two scimitars launched a fierce and deadly attack at the same time.

The eyes of the "cicada" flashed a trace of determination, and the right hand did not hesitate to sink deep into the chest of the "bear", and then the force of both hands drove the huge body of the "bear" to turn sideways, blocking the attack of the "mantis" double knife, and his body was so steep that it curled into a ball and retracted into the broad arms of the "bear", trying his best to avoid the claws of the "wolf".

After all, the "wolf's" steel claws still cut through the back of the "cicada", leaving six huge wounds that were one foot long and half an inch deep that crossed left and right. The scimitars of the "mantis" cut into the back of the "bear", but did not mean to stop for half a minute, and the pair of sharp Damascus scimitars cut the "bear's" thick body into three sections, and slashed at the "cicada" hiding behind the "bear". And the claws of the "wolf" also changed their momentum and attacked again, the vest of the **** "cicada".

The "cicada" exerted force on both feet at the same time, and with the rebound force of kicking away the carcass of the "bear", which had been divided into three sections, the body fell backwards like a koi through the waves, and inadvertently avoided the attacks of the "mantis" and "wolf". Before his feet landed, he smashed the tomahawk he was holding in his left hand and a heart that his right hand had dug out of the bear's chest cavity into the two of them.

The "Mantis" crossed his two knives and slashed down, smashing the spinning and flying tomahawks down. The steel claw of the wolf's right hand swirled in the air, turning the still beating heart into a pile of meat sauce.

The way of the Assassins was all about killing with a single hit. The five people present are all top masters who have achieved the pinnacle of this industry, and they are not even clever when they make a move. In a flash, both sides have been killed and injured.

The "cicada" contracted its muscles and squeezed the wound on its back, temporarily stopping the gushing blood. However, this is only a stopgap measure, and once you start to pull the muscles on your back again, the wound will inevitably open again.

"Are you still sure you're going to eat me?"

"Wolf" said gloomily: "With three against one, and you have been injured, our chances will only be greater!"

A hint of discoloration flashed in the depths of the "cicada's" eyes, and he sneered lightly: "Three against one, are you sure?"

As an assassin, seeing and observing is the most basic lesson, although the different colors in the eyes of the "cicada" are fleeting, the "wolf" and the "mantis" did not miss it, and they had a strange feeling in their hearts, but before they had time to think deeply, two heavy arrows had already shot silently into their hearts.