Chapter four hundred and eighteen, the unstoppable enemy
The battle ended in an instant, leaving only the corpses on one floor.
These corpses were a bit miserable in death, and few of them were miserable in the sensitive part, which made people frightened and sweated all over.
The Mask initially practiced "Ghost Bone Forging" and took the upright assassination route. Later, he changed his skills given by Long Xia, and his combat style changed accordingly, so he would not use such evil tricks.
So these secret tricks are naturally not taught by the mask, but by the weird people from Death Valley.
After all, their mind is so dark that they are already incredibly dark.
The boys seemed a little excited. Although it was the first time to kill someone, they almost didn't feel uncomfortable. After all, the Mask had taken them to hunt before.
And after staying in Death Valley for so long, they were also very resistant to such bloody scenes.
Chen Xiaohu said excitedly: "So we are already so powerful."
It is naturally good to kill the same number of elite soldiers in one meeting.
"Don't be careless, this is just a patrol team, not the most elite soldier." Furukawa said in a deep voice, and he seemed very steady.
No wonder Mask is so optimistic about him.
A young man said curiously: "Brother Ogawa, it turns out that your enemy is an army? By the way, what does the 'sank' mean on their military armor?"
"It's just the code name of an army." Furukawa said indifferently.
It turns out that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. These teenagers are not panicked at all when they hear that they are facing the army.
"Then let's continue, help Brother Ogawa to avenge his revenge before going back." The teenagers were in high spirits.
Furukawa was a little moved: "Thank you brothers."
"Well, what are you?"
The boys patted their chests, very loyal.
The group continued to set out. The more they walked into the ancient martial arts ruins, the more troops they patrolled, and they killed several groups of patrol teams in a row.
The more they go inside, the more they find it harder.
Because it seems that what you encounter is not just a patrol team.
It was clear that some troops began to hunt them on their own initiative.
And without exception, these armies have the word "sank" on their standard armor.
Some of the teenagers were already injured, and the army was not easy to deal with, but fortunately, no one died for the time being.
"Quickly, go and pick some healing spirit herbs."
"Those soldiers have second-grade healing pills."
"Damn, I'm so poor. We treat at least four-grade elixirs on daily basis."
"Nonsense, the second-grade is good. Do you think anyone has the same treatment as us. The market price of the fourth-grade healing pill is at least fifty spirit stones."
"It's so expensive." The young man talking couldn't help but be amazed.
Fifty spirit stones were enough for their family to eat for several months before, but I didn’t expect that for them now, they were just an ordinary healing pill.
All of this is given by S.H.E.L.D.
"Brother Ogawa, we must be loyal to our master after we go back." A young man said uneasy.
Furukawa smiled and said, "Of course, you can tell me that I will take the responsibility for the escape this time alone. After I go back, I will apologize to the instructor and the master."
The boys were relieved, and it was officially because Brother Ogawa was so reliable that they were willing to follow him.
At this moment, a hideous laughter came: "Go back? You don't have to go back."
The boys were shocked.
From the dense forest, walk out of a small team.
There are only thirty-one people in total. Although there is also a word "没" on the armor, the standard is completely different from those patrol teams, and it seems to be thick and refined.
Moreover, these thirty-one people had a cold face, aura of iron blood, and their qi and blood were boiling, as if they were ferocious beasts.
Obviously not an ordinary soldier.
The leader was a big man with a beard, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his breath was as oppressive as a mountain. He sneered: "Is it you guys attacking my soldiers?"
This person's surname is Wang, his name is Wang Zhenghuai, he is the deputy general of the camp, and the Golden Seventh-level Lingzong.
The teenagers whispered, "Brother Ogawa, is he your enemy?"
"No, he's just a traitor." Furukawa gritted his teeth.
Wang Zhenghuai was furious: "Looking for death, enter this area and seeking military information, and you have already committed a death sentence. Take them down for me."
Thirty soldiers behind him rushed up like tigers. They were strong and at least at least about the tenth level of silver.
Moreover, they are not spiritual practitioners, and they seem to be practicing ancient martial arts.
The boys also took action to resist.
The scene was in chaos.
The attacks of the thirty soldiers on the opposite side were not despised, and the boys did not dare to underestimate them. They only barely fought against them.
"He is also an ancient martial arts cultivator? He is so young that he actually has the strength above silver." Wang Zhenghuai was a little surprised.
Seeing the ten soldiers at a disadvantage, Wang Zhenghuai grinned: "Then let me take you down."
Wang Zhenghuai roared and used the unity of human and spirituality.
The three phantoms of ape, lion and tiger slowly appeared. His spiritual spirits were all power-type without exception, but they did not have the potential of platinum.
It is difficult for ordinary people to subdue the Platinum Confession Spirit.
Silver, gold, gold, this is already a pretty good choice for Qiling.
The powerful aura of the Golden Spirit Sect instantly suffocated the young men, but they did not expect to encounter such an opponent.
The young men were slightly distracted, and the thirty soldiers used the fighting method in the army and attacked and killed each other. The situation that was already a bit reluctant suddenly fell down.
The forty-eight teenagers were instantly suppressed.
"You are the leader, at best, only at the first level of gold, and you dare to break into the ancient martial arts ruins and seek death?" Wang Zhenghuai stared at Guchuan.
Furukawa said angrily: "This is my home, you invaders have the face to say such high-sounding words."
"Your home?" Wang Zhenghuai saw Fukukawa's empty left arm and his eyes suddenly became fierce: "You are the little devil who escaped three years ago? You are not dead."
"It's me." Fukukawa was blinded by hatred and actually rushed forward.
Wang Zhenghuai laughed loudly: "Good here, come here to seek death."
The two immediately fought together.
The violent aura collided, and the air waves rolled. Both of them were extremely cruel in their moves, and they went to the other side's vital points.
However, Wang Zhenghuai was used to fighting on the battlefield, and his fighting style was very open and closed, and he was free to retract and release, while Gu Chuan's moves were a bit more insidious.
"Hmph, after learning a few tricks, you dare to come back to take revenge?" Wang Zhenghuai laughed.
A-level skill [Tiger Claw]
He originally relied on the strength increase battle after the unity of human and spiritual power, but now he has finally used his skills.
His hands turned into tiger claws, and his strength soared, and he slapped and killed him.
"snort."
Fukukawa groaned and was shot for more than ten meters away, and he barely stopped.
After nearly a month of cultivation in Death Valley, Furukawa successfully broke through to the golden realm. He thought he had enough strength to take revenge, but he didn't expect that even a deputy general could not beat him.
He was young when he escaped and had no idea what kind of strength the people who rushed into his family were slaughtered.
The golden realm is already very high in his opinion.
It turns out that I am still so weak.
Furukawa looked around in confusion, and his partner could no longer support him. He was seriously injured under the attack of the soldiers and seemed to be unable to support him.
His mind was blank.
I am really too naive.
These partners are all just the strength of silver. Only three have reached the peak of silver, and the rest are just hovering at level 5 and 6 of silver.
Even though they have been trained in the hands of strangers, they are still too young after all.
These people in front of you are the most elite soldiers.
Furukawa felt extremely guilty in his heart that he had harmed these partners.
"Go to die." Wang Zhenghuai roared wildly and came over, like a tiger roaring in the mountains, extremely powerful.
Furukawa felt ruthless.
I will bring you with me even if I die.
"Don't be surprised by ghosts and gods." Fukukawa gradually became ghostly, and he turned into a palm with one hand, used the strongest move he had mastered, and rushed away in an instant.
Wang Zhenghuai looked at him disdain and used his tiger-breaking claws again.
boom.
boom.
The two of them actually fought each other more than ten times in a row. Wang Zhenghuai was a little scared. This kid had only been practicing for three years at most, and he actually had such strength.
No, you must kill him.
Wang Zhenghuai was ruthless, and his moves became more and more fierce and fierce.
Fukugawa gradually couldn't bear it, and blood couldn't be oozed out of his mouth and nose. The power of the recoil on the bombing had already hurt his internal organs.
"Die." Wang Zhenghuai launched his last blow.
At this moment, a cold voice came: "Fortunately, I caught up. I spent so much money on these boys. How dare you kill them?"
The boys who struggled to resist were first shocked and then happy.
This is... the voice of the master.
Suddenly, a sacred rain of light slowly fell.
S-level skill [Sacred Light]
Everyone's injuries are recovering quickly.
The soldiers were all confused and their injuries were recovering. What was going on?