Volume 1 Southern Boys Chapter 2: Crisis

One breath, two breaths~ The footsteps of a moment are slowly approaching, and the heartbeat of the funeral night is getting more and more fluttering. Although he is young, he has been hunting all year round, and he has accumulated some combat experience by fighting with the villagers.

Instinct told him that he couldn't snuggle up in the room and fight, and if his position was completely exposed by the enemy, he might be besieged and killed passively. You have to start first.

I saw the blood mist on the eaves of the house refracted into the house, and the remnants of the roof tiles mocked. The funeral night was moved, and there was a plan in mind

"I can only fight"

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"It's supposed to be in this house. ”

"You two attack from the left and right wings, remember not to be careless, although these Diao people are not strong, but they are mostly engaged in hunting for a living, cunning rabbits and dogs, be careful of dogs jumping off the wall!"

The blood mist in the sky filled the small village, and it was so silent at the moment. I only heard the violent sound of the big man in front of the hut, and his soul power was concentrated on the right coupon and smashed open the door of the room that surrounded the funeral night with a single blow

It was too late, and then it was too fast, and the big men on the two wings in front of the door flew up from outside the eaves of the compromise and fell into the house.

"What about people, I heard the movement just now and captured the soul power!" The one-eyed man at the head couldn't help but say.

"It's within a radius of ten miles. Definitely right next to us, search!"

However, at the moment when the two big men stepped out of the house, a powerful soul power suddenly hit the one-eyed big man's brain in the blood mist.

"Ahh A miserable cry was instantly released from the mouth of the one-eyed man. At the same time, the other two also captured the location of the funeral night with their soul power.

"On the roof!" I saw that the young man in front of the two thieves was a little immature, and he was only a weak crown year, but from it, he actually felt that his soul power cultivation had entered the middle stage of the psychic realm.

There are six levels of cultivation in the Soul Continent, namely: Out of the Body, Psychic, Spirit, Manifestation, Soul King, Soul Emperor, and Soul Emperor. And each stage is divided into three phases, the first, the middle and the last, in the countryside, a twenty-eight-year-old boy actually cultivates like them, which really makes the thieves sigh in their hearts.

"Be careful, judging from the attack just now, this kid is a water-attribute soul power, and although the attack power of water-attribute soul power is not strong, he is good at traps and concealment, and he must not be allowed to escape. The thief whispered to his accomplice.

"Don't worry, three against one, even if he has some ability, he is by no means our opponent. Don't play dead, it's time to get down to business. The other thief said as he looked at the one-eyed man who had been struck down by the Burial Night. I saw that the one-eyed thief who was originally killed by the soul power of the burial night was not dead, and he wiped the blood on the bridge of his nose and stood up: "It hurts, okay, I didn't expect this guy to have two hands, let's fight quickly." I want to get out of this foul-smelling backcountry. ”

"After the leader asked us to check it out, in less than half an hour, those guys should be there. ”

"Don't talk about it, let's kill this kid first. ”

At this time, the funeral night was shocked, the one-eyed man turned out to be in the late stage of the psychic realm, no wonder his head hit his soul skill water burst bomb and still survived. "Two mid-stage psychic realms, one late-stage psychic realm, plus the defects of physical fitness, I have no chance of winning at all. Is it really worth hanging on this?"

"Is the difference in strength so big? Why am I so weak? Funeral Night sighed to himself, and then a huge palm blow tore the fog wind towards him.

"Damn, fight!" The body of the Burial Night Spirit moved, falling from the eaves, and then the soul power condensed, and the soul formed a flying knife and flew towards the attacking thieves.

"Hmph! The knife slashed, but it didn't hit the thief. "My soul power attribute is wind, with your ability, you don't have any chance in terms of speed!

Three strands of soul power instantly struck Funeral Night, those three strong winds were mixed with bursting elements, Funeral Night dodged two blows, but the third energy rush could not dodge, and it was the one-eyed thief who struck this soul power blow.

Funeral Night was knocked back a few steps and smashed hard into the big tree behind him and shot down. He struggled to support his tired and painful body to stand up, the pain of the trauma and the physical exhaustion of the hunt, coupled with the spiritual impact of the Blood Mist Village, made the funeral night embers at this moment. His dark red left hand was clenched with five fingers, his nails were buckled into the mud, and he struggled to keep trying to live.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground, his scarlet eyes locked tightly in the direction of the three thieves.

"Oops, this little ghost is terrible. ”

"It's a pity, if you want to blame it, you will be unlucky. ”

"It's over, little ghost!"

Soul power bloomed from the three of them at the same time, and those three soul powers turned into tenacious blades and slashed towards the funeral night.

There was a loud bang in the magic forest, and the birds in the forest chirped and flew around. In the silent Blood Mist Village, the place where the three thieves faced the burial night was already filled with smoke, and the visibility was no more than 100 meters into the environment where the blood breath of the scarlet was penetrated. They had turned away. The three of them shot at the same time, and they were sure that the young man in front of them was dead.

However, only a few tens of seconds later, the thieves who were about to talk and laugh heard the sound of banging behind them before they turned around and took a few steps, and at the same time, powerful soul power erupted behind them.

The three thieves immediately turned their eyes back to the location of the burial night, and at the same time jumped back to widen the distance, and their soul power entered the armed stage and was ready to fight at any time. They are engaged in working on the tip of the knife, they are all gambling on their names, and they may die every time they fight, they are not fools, so the average life expectancy in the Soul Continent is no more than half a year, especially in the first half of their lives, death is a norm, even if it is just an ordinary person.

After a while, the smoke cleared, and they looked at the funeral night in surprise.

At this moment, the hair of the funeral night became longer, the bandage of his left hand was torn, and the skin of his dark red left arm continued to have a virus-like red Gu worm invading his left chest. The soul power on his body continued to fuse, and the powerful soul power of the unstable cut covered his body, and the muscles of his left arm also continued to explode, as if he was about to break the wrap of the skin and burst.

Funeral Night's eyes were now red, his body was in unusually painful pain, the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made his mind confused now. The blow of the three thieves just now, he instinctively raised his left arm to block it. Suddenly, he felt the power from his left arm invade his brain, and a scorching soul power was burning his body.

The night of the burial in sight had sent chills to the three thieves, and they knew very clearly that the soul power was not something they could compete with. Although this power was not as good as their big leader, it was mixed in the blood mist, and they clearly felt the soul power factor that was different from that of ordinary people in the funeral night.

"Run away, there is something wrong with this little ghost, we are not his opponents, flee separately, go back to the cottage and inform the big leader about it. The one-eyed thief shouted, and then with a quick walk, he turned and ran in the direction of the village gate.

The other two thieves reacted after a few breaths and quickly fled. They also sensed that the strength of the Burial Night far exceeded their strength.

But just as they had just moved a few steps at full speed, Burial Night appeared in front of them like a ghost, only to see Funeral Night's dark red left arm raised high, and the soul power in his left hand turned into a ghostly steel knife, aimed at the thief on the left and slashed down. The powerful soul power concentrated a little bit and burst out, and the sharp blade of the steel blade split the thief on the left in half!