Hunters, based on killing, or born to kill, have no thoughts, no consciousness of their own, and some just have the instinct to kill.

This kind of thing comes in a thousand forms, the only thing that is the same is that they were born to kill, and every place around them has become a killing weapon, that is, the hunter they killed before, although they only had the realm of Chaoyuan Sixfold, they killed more than a hundred strong people who were more than five Dynasty Yuan.

It's hard to prevent, and the means are shocking, and it's even more shocking and terrifying for pure killers, especially when they can use the fog to cover their bodies and at the same time use the fog to do all sorts of incredible things, especially assassinations.

According to the teenager, the assassin had the ability to sneak up less than ten meters around a person in an instant without being detected.

What a terrible thing this is, even Ji Changkong feels creepy.

Ten meters, only ten meters of range, such a distance is enough for anyone to face death, even Ji Changkong is unwilling to face such an opponent, a sudden attack within this distance, unless it is really cultivated to some kind of incredible Cheng dù, otherwise it is extremely difficult to dodge.

"Everyone, retreat!"

After listening to the information about the hunter, Ji Changkong opened his mouth with a blue face, and he himself retreated one after another, without even thinking about it.

"What's the matter, he still said that he was the eighth king of the human race, and he was in vain," several cultivators who were still waiting for Ji Changkong to exert his might couldn't help but be disappointed when they saw this scene, and even the young cultivator who had persuaded him to discard Tie Hengjiang still said it vaguely, and he was quite resentful.

In their minds, the eighth king of the human race swept the Quartet back then, and even the King of the Demon Race Tianpeng was seriously injured, and vaguely even had the ability to win the title of the first master of the young generation, shouldn't such a character be invincible and sweep the Quartet with absolute combat power, how could he be so cowardly?

Ji Changkong heard this, but he was noncommittal.

A group of ten people quickly retreated, forming a formation to guard against an attack that might appear at any time, while Ji Changkong and Tie Hengjiang stood in place and closed their eyes and waited.

Airplanes!

An undetectable fluctuation flashed less than a hundred meters away from Ji Changkong, and it was fleeting, and Ji Changkong sensed it but didn't make any move.

"Help, ah......"

The next moment, a terrible scream came, and one of the eight people around was seriously injured, but someone pushed him at the critical moment to let him escape with his life, but looking at this person's appearance, I am afraid that he will not be able to recover in a short time, because he has almost fainted.

In this regard, neither Tie Hengjiang nor Ji Changkong was indifferent.

Attacks occur one after another, attacks are endless, and the terrifying beings hidden in the shadows will receive a certain amount of injuries with each shot.

Under such a blow, the eight people began to panic one by one, and then began to resent, resentful that Ji Changkong did not make a move, resentful that Ji Changkong did not protect them, especially the young man named Lin Ming was the most excited, and he also suffered some injuries from his combat power, and he had lost his mind at this time.

"Hey, aren't you the eighth king of the human race, why don't you kill that monster, what are you doing staying there, are you afraid of death," Lin Ming shouted.

Ji Changkong didn't say a word, he didn't even open his eyes, his whole mind was completely focused on the attack around him, where would he pay attention to such a provocation, isn't it a waste of time and energy.

But it is this attitude that makes Lin Ming even more excited, and people's thinking when they are paranoid is always very strange, just like Lin Ming now.

"It's a wasted name, it's not worth mentioning, what else do you say about the eighth king of the human race, shameless," the more Ji Changkong ignored him, the more Lin Ming got an inch, looking at his face full of pride, although paranoid but not desperate, it was obvious that there was something to rely on, and as time passed, this pride became even more obvious.

That Lin Ming became more and more unscrupulous, and even in the end, he walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Ji Changkong and spoke proudly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shout!

A light and shadow flashed, Tie Hengjiang snorted and took three steps back, the attacker had been preparing for so long and finally made a move on them.

"Everyone, you have also seen that this eighth king of the human race is just a false name, or simply a fake, I won't say much, if someone is willing to follow me, keep you safe, otherwise just wait here to die," Lin Ming glanced at Ji Changkong and looked at the few people under him.

The remaining seven cultivators were all covered in bruises, and they were all a little hesitant when they heard this, but thinking about Lin Ming's cultivation and Ji Changkong's cultivation, they still didn't move.

"Why, don't worry, tell you the truth, just now this seat has contacted my cousin, I'm afraid it won't be long before my cousin is coming, my cousin is a strong man with eight levels of combat power, and following him can definitely ensure safety, I advise everyone to think about it," Lin Ming laughed.

Hmm? Ji Changkong frowned, he didn't care about the so-called cousin Eight Heavens combat power at all, what really made him care was that this Lin Ming could still contact other people in this fog, which was unheard of.

You know, the fog here is very terrifying, even if the little bat clone is far away, it is difficult to contact, let alone ordinary means, at this time, Lin Ming inadvertently said that he can actually contact the so-called cousin, which really interests him, this may be a breakthrough.

The provocation continued, but Ji Changkong still ignored it, he was waiting for the opportunity, seizing the opportunity of the hunter in one fell swoop and waiting for the arrival of Lin Ming's so-called cousin.

It seemed that the so-called hunter was the opportunity for him to get out of here, and since ten years of cultivation, this instinct had been exercised to the extreme, it was an indescribable feeling, although it was not how to be sure, but the feeling was so strong.

Rumble!

Finally, at a certain moment, Ji Changkong and Tie Hengjiang moved together, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, spanning a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, grabbing it with a big hand, and a piece of the void was imprisoned.

And faintly, a strange figure struggled in that void, but because of the misty Cunzài, the figure was not clear, but there was a feeling of escaping, hazy, and it was not clear to see.

Ji Changkong's body is full of blood like a dragon, and all the spirit and spirit of his body are gathered here to imprison this monster, while Tie Hengjiang is agitating qi and blood to burn the surrounding fog to prevent this monster from escaping, although the two did not communicate, but the division of labor is very clear, and the timing of the shot is also very good, which makes people applaud.

The two Cun Zài, who were comparable to the powerhouses of the king, shot together, and although the monster could struggle, it could not completely break free, and it was only at this time that everyone really saw the monster's face clearly.

It was a creature like a winged snake, less than a zhang long, surrounded by cold scale armor cast from steel and iron, exuding a faint cold light, with nine barbs on its back, bright and dazzling eyes, coupled with sharp claws, two rows of neat teeth, this whole is a killing machine.

All the people who saw the face of this monster gasped in unison, there was no way, this thing was really hideous and terrifying, almost like a killing machine, even most of the people who were well-informed also felt a cool air rushing to the top of their heads at this time.

Different from the places where others observed, the first thing Ji Changkong noticed was the eyes of this monster, the two eyes were like black swirls, without the slightest expression of anger, at least he felt that this was not a living creature at all, but a dead thing, because he didn't feel the slightest vitality from this monster at all.

What the hell is this? Ji Changkong frowned, his strength was strong, but he didn't have a strong body, his mana was not weak, but his breath was out of place, even if he saw a lot of things, he couldn't find the origin of this thing at all.

As Ji Changkong expected, this monster is not very powerful, and it has the breath of about five layers of Xuan, but when it comes to the defense of that body of scale armor, I am afraid that ordinary Xuanxuan seven or eight strong people can't do it, and its speed is extremely fast, and the killing instinct is strong, and ordinary cultivators really only have to be killed. R1058