Leng Yan's body was as lightning as lightning, and he leaped three or five meters away at his feet, and the savage quickly chased him.
Although he did not see the bullet hit the savage, his intuition told him that the savage was definitely injured by this shot, and this was the best opportunity to kill the savage.
Deep in the jungle, the savage ran wildly, his thigh was shot by a bullet, and blood flowed down his thigh, but he did not dare to stay at all, and fled forward quickly. Behind him, cold flames were tightly decorated.
The two of them chased and fled like this. I don’t know how long it took to chase and how far it took, and the savage disappeared in front of a mound.
Leng Yan stopped and looked at the mound. He found that the mound was surrounded by dry vines. These dry vines were a little smooth and greasy. Just one glance, Leng Yan judged that savages in this place must have appeared frequently, and it is very likely that
It is his nest, because no one except him will be taller.
With this judgment, Leng Yan was shocked and strode around the mound. He wanted to find the savage. This time he must kill him to avenge the dead Pier and Huang Jie...
Whoosh!
A subtle sound of breaking through the air came, and a plum blossom needle with red tassels shot.
Leng Yan made a mistake at his feet, and let the plum blossom needle pass, and his eyes came to the sound. He saw the savage squatting in a depression on the mound, holding a spray drum in his hand, looking at him with grinning.
Seeing that the poison needle did not hurt Leng Yan, the savage jumped down from the mound, rushed towards Leng Yan, and grabbed his head with his five fingers together.
snort!
With a cold snorting, Leng Yan's eyes moved slightly, and his feet slipped. After this grab, he grabbed the savage's ankle with one hand and slapped it hard to the ground.
Bang!
The savage was in pain and screamed. He looked at Leng Yan with resentful eyes and said a lot of words in his mouth. This was the first time the savage spoke, but Leng Yan couldn't understand a single word.
With a sudden step on the ground, Leng Yan appeared in front of the savage in two steps. He waved his right hand and slapped the claws he grabbed by the savage, and his left palm was pressed hard on the savage's chest.
The cold flame of the palm was irritated with anger, and the energy in the body suddenly burst out with his palm, making a deafening sound.
boom!
Like a thunder sounded in the sky, it was like a wave slashing through the sky...
The savage was struck by lightning, and his sternum suddenly sank and hit the ground hard, squirting out of his mouth with five-colored blood.
The savage struggled to stand up, looked at Leng Yan with a rebellious look, muttered for a while, and stretched out his hands to grab Leng Yan.
"Dare to fight back!"
Leng Yan curled his lips and slapped his palms together, and once again imprinted on the savage's chest. The savage was beaten backwards, hitting the mound, bounced down, and fell to the ground.
Hemorrhage from the mouth and nose, diffuse pupils, more breathing, less breathing.
Glanced at the savage, Leng Yan turned around and left. He knew that the savage would definitely not be able to survive. Under his two palms, the savage's sternum had long been broken. Even if it was immediately operated in a large hospital, it might not be able to survive.
It is in the vast jungle where wild beasts go out.
Looking at Leng Yan's leaving figure, the brilliance in the savage's eyes gradually disappeared, and finally his head slanted, completely losing his breath.
Just as the savage died, thousands of miles away, a colorful lamp suddenly went out in a small mountain village, a ancestral hall.
"A Chou is dead!"
An old man with gray hair and runes on his eyebrows suddenly opened his eyes.