Wuzhou, Miasma Forest - Although there is no poisonous miasma emitted by the rotten corpses of monsters, people around here are still used to calling this forest that way and generally do not come in.

"Sure enough, you've come here... To be honest, you're the one I've seen, the most capable person. Why don't you go to the Olympics?!"

Aoraya Ryoguchi took several steps back with horror, leaning against a huge tree, looking at the young man who appeared in front of him, with black hair as waterfall, red eyes as blood, and a strange fox mask hanging in his ears. His appearance was not very outstanding, but he was very attractive.

But if he looked at the blood-stained spear on the other party's hand and the malicious move towards him step by step, Aoliangliang would know that this was definitely a cruel thing. He was so familiar with the spear that he appeared in a nightmare several times in a row, and almost killed his weapon.

"Ahhhh-Don't come over!" Aoliangliangqing let out a thunderous scream, constantly kicking her legs, trying to retreat away from a dangerous person, put his hands in front of her and waved her randomly. Unfortunately, his struggle was meaningless, unless his strength could reach the point of breaking the Yushen Wood behind her, or he could wake up and escape.

"Hmph!" Pei Chen sneered disdainfully, and approached step by step with the Holy Emperor's spear, walked to Aoliangliangqing with cold eyes, and raised the spear in his hand high. Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight were cast through the dense forests, shining on the ferocious spear with mottled blood, illuminating the hideous spear with almost no eyes to open.

It's over, am I going to die? Squinted, I vaguely saw the sharp edge flashing, Aoray Ryoguchi's mind was blank, and almost even his thoughts were frozen. In any case, he was a person who had been with Takeda Shingen for a while. He had seen the terribleness of those Ji military generals. He could wield the heavy weapons in his every move, and like a phantom, he could cut off the head of the enemy who could not react.

The terrifying speed was even better than the sword drawing technique. Aoliangliang knew that he could never avoid it. As long as he had a knife, the head would fall to the ground.

However, before I could think too much, an explosion sound suddenly came from my ears. The terrifying wave of air suddenly blew Suo Liangliangqing away for more than ten meters and crashed heavily into the dense jungle. The spear did not hurt him, but the shock damage caused by some terrible shock wave still did not let him go.

The bones all over the body seemed to have shattered half in an instant, and the internal organs seemed to have been displaced. A bloodline burst out of one ear and fell into deafness. The eyeballs almost burst out from the head due to congestion. In just a moment, Aoray Ryoharu suffered a serious injury for ordinary people and almost lost consciousness.

Just like being bombarded by a rocket launcher at close range, or being hit by a heavy truck with a speed of more than 120 yards per hour, ordinary people have already died.

But he was miraculously knocked down one eardrum, his eyesight was damaged, and his ribs were broken and his organs had not been damaged. He could get better as long as he was given some time to recover.

After a few growlings in pain, Aorayao raised his head hard and looked at his previous position. In his vision, which was red and blurred due to his blood-absorbing eyes, he only saw two blurred figures fighting. The aftermath of the collision of weapons in his hands broke the big tree in half.

It was obvious that I had suffered a disaster and was affected by the aftermath of the battle between these two human-shaped monsters. But it was precisely because of this that I could barely save my life. Looking at the two monsters wearing human skin fighting fiercely, the air was shocked and waves visible to the naked eye. Aoliangliangqing slapped the corners of her mouth hard.

"Ha! I know you must be unable to help it!"

Pei Chen showed a smile, and the Holy Emperor's Spear steadily held the long sword that was chopped down, with a sarcastic expression. The pale-faced apostle's eyes looked vicious, as if it was one of the few gazes that had been spying on him before.

"You knew it long ago? Impossible! We all have skills that can cover up our breath!" Qinglang obviously did not believe that the whereabouts of his and others had been leaked. He just thought that this person was just a dead duck and refused to admit defeat. He increased his arm strength and waved his long sword. A exquisite sword technique came alive in his hand, forcing Pei Chen to retreat step by step.

But soon, the corners of his eyes thumped wildly, because he found that every time the long sword left a wound on the enemy's surface, it would heal in less than a second, and even the cut clothes would turn into black and red bloodshots, quickly interweaving and repairing the damaged area.

What a terrifying cell activity! It is probably the top in the sequence of three-star Apostles of Time and Space. Qinglang frowned. He originally thought that this guy relied on quick recovery drugs with attributes to regenerate his limbs, so he never cared too much, but now it seems that this guy may be more difficult than most enemies!

"Aura and other things can indeed be covered, but... you are still hot-blooded constant temperature creatures after all!" Pei Chen seemed to be in a good mood as he said with a smile. He took a step forward and just hit the flaw in the light of the Qinglang's sword. A heat flow surged out of his body and instantly flowed all over his limbs and bones.

The crushing force suddenly burst out to shake Qinglang back a few steps, but Pei Chen suddenly stopped and asked leisurely: "Where are your 'teammates'?" He deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "teammates".

What? Qinglang suddenly shook his heart and looked subconsciously. Sure enough, his "teammates" did not rush over as planned at all. Instead, his voice was gone as if he had disappeared. However, his keen hearing captured the chaotic sounds of several people running and shouting at the same time. In an instant, his face turned dark.

Wow! A flash of Linli's arc flashed, but Qinglang flew out of Pei Chen's attack range in a back space. The ring-shaped cold light emitted by the spear was only a few centimeters away from his body, wrapped with sharp sounds of breaking through the air and wind pressure, and several yellow leaves were cut open in an instant.

After falling to the ground cleverly, Green Wolf's face became very ugly. He finally knew why Pei Chen changed the weapon trajectory as soon as he attacked and blocked him, and he deliberately let Surara Liangqing let him be blown away by the violent explosion of air waves.

This is simply a good idea to score a peach killer!

Under the temptation of [Real Luck] that is within reach in front of us, few people were able to stick to their principles, abandoned him as the captain, and went to chase and kill Aoliangliang. Moreover, listening to their messy and even warriors, it was obvious that their "teammates" might have had an internal strife due to the uneven distribution of the spoils.

But even though he knew what Pei Chen was making, Qinglang still couldn't avoid getting into it, because he had been coveting the huge fortune that the protagonist had for a long time, and even planned for so long that he would never allow any deviation.

He glanced at Pei Chen deeply, then turned around and charged towards the source of the sound. Even Pei Chen was not sure that he could catch up with it.

Pei Chen still maintained that mysterious smile, slowly put down the spear of the Holy Emperor in his hand, his eyes full of mockery. In just one sentence, the status of the mantis and the oriole was reversed instantly, and it was willing to be with his opponent. This team that was distracted from the heart and virtue was definitely a problem!

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Amid the shrill screams, two fingers flew crookedly and fell to the ground with a click. They were instantly covered by thick fallen leaves and dead branches and could never be found again.

Aoraya's pupils contracted, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes. Although it was not his finger that was cut off, the finger was cut off less than ten centimeters in front of him. The bloody scene with high definition and no code in the key parts still had a huge impact on his vision.

He had a faint intuition that his good luck seemed to be used up and he would die here today. The only thing he could not be sure of was which monster died at the hands of.

"Fuck! Damn it!" He reached out and grabbed Aoray's neck to try to use his huge wrist power to strangle the protagonist of the plot, but unexpectedly, the apostle who was slashed with two fingers with his teammates wailed and scolded wildly, and fought back with red eyes!

The two of them instantly formed a group of people, one move, one move, one sword, one arrow, one was heading towards the other party's vitals, almost fatal. When people who don't know the inside story saw it, they would never think that they were comrades in the same team before, but would only think that they were irreconcilable enemies of life and death.

When another person wanted to approach Satori Leung-Hyuki, the irreconcilable enemy of life and death suddenly became a good friend, and they cooperated with tacit understanding to block the other person's means. Anyway, everyone wanted to kill the protagonist of the plot, but no one wanted other people to kill the protagonist of the plot.

"Damn it! What a group of mobs!!"

Qinglang, who rushed over quickly, felt very angry and felt aroused. However, he had no time to say anything and was caught in the melee. From time to time, some people wanted to kill Aoliangliangqing, but were stopped by others. Everyone was "protecting" the protagonist of the plot, and even used their enthusiastic iron fist to deal with the "people".

Because of the existence of the data-based template, the state of the Apostle of Time and Space is always constant in a relatively optimal situation almost every moment. As long as the physical or mental power and energy value are still remaining, and the status bar is good and there is no negative buff, the Apostle of Time and Space can exert all aspects of his ability to the extreme as long as he is willing.

Because in their every move, whether it is attack power, defense power, reaction speed or conditioned reflex, they are the highest level of performance. If they can cooperate with excellent tactics and superb combat skills, they can gain an overwhelming advantage when facing enemies of the same level.

However, everyone fighting here is a two-star apostle of time and space. Even if there is a difference, it will not be a huge difference. In addition, some of the weak people between them will subconsciously temporarily join in groups, so this battle becomes a protracted war.

Qinglang complained secretly in his heart. He knew that there was a difficult enemy staring at him and his group in the dark, transforming from the mantis into the oriole behind the scenes. But he and others could only foolishly kill each other here and give him a chance.

But there was no way, and he didn't have time to suggest it, because his combat power was faintly the most powerful among the people, and the others were targeting him intentionally or unintentionally. Qinglang could only struggle to support him and dare not speak, for fear that if he vented that breath of true energy, he would be at a disadvantage in an instant.

Unless he stays away from here and gives up [Real Lucky], he can take action and no longer be targeted by others.

But if you don't want to give up, then the only breakthrough point at the moment is to find a way to kill the protagonist of the plot first, and then immediately withdraw from the battlefield as quickly as possible. Qinglang couldn't help but look at the monkey beside him with his eyes floating around.
Chapter completed!