Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and found the yellow man who had just spoken among the crowd. He swept several genetic warriors blocking the way with the Blood Spirit Thorn in his hand, and then came to him. This guy seemed to be a small boss.
The thief captures the king first. If he is not dealt with first, who will be dealt with?
When the yellow man saw that Zhuo Yifan had rushed to him, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. Then he roared in the sky and rushed towards Zhuo Yifan. Zhuo Yifan took advantage of the situation and pointed the blood spirit thorn in his hand towards his face.
He pierced straight through. During the constant fighting, Zhuo Yifan had been experimenting, trying to find out the weaknesses of these genetic warriors, and then deal with their attacks in a targeted manner.
There was a solemn look on the yellow man's face, and he turned slightly to the right as he moved forward. Zhuo Yifan's speed was naturally not something he could match. Although his powerful physical body allowed him to move faster than Zhuo Yifan,
There are certain advantages in front of you, but in the face of absolute speed and power, there will be times when the body, no matter how powerful it is, cannot bear it.
Zhuo Yifan's blood spirit thorn did not pierce the yellow man's face, but pierced through his left shoulder blade. The yellow man couldn't help roaring, his body suddenly shook, and he quickly retreated towards the back.
Go out. How could Zhuo Yifan let him escape so easily? He kicked off his legs and chased him as fast as possible. At the same time, the Blood Spirit Thorn in his hand was aimed at his face again.
Stabbed over.
As if knowing that he was not as fast as Zhuo Yifan, the yellow man roared again, but gave up his plan to escape. Instead, his figure suddenly grew and turned into a nearly two-meter-tall wolf-headed monster.
The entire limbs and facial features have the characteristics of an orc, which is even more terrifying than the transformed forms of the genetic warriors Zhuo Yifan had seen before