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Chapter 104: Although it is far away, it will be punished

Diamond Q, according to Zhou Yufei, this level of killer is already the best in the industry.

No wonder it is impossible for anyone to hurt Xiao Feng.

Jiang Yingxue understood somewhat, and asked softly: "How many top killers are there in their industry?"

Zhou Yufei recalled for a while and said: "As of October this year, when you and Xiao Feng disappeared, the entire killer industry only had three K's and three Q's."

Jiang Yingxue nodded.

Also, there cannot be too many people at the top of every industry.

However, Zhou Yufei's next words made her stunned.

"But in fact, there is more or less a little bit of Xiao Feng behind these three Qs and three Ks."





Shenjiang City, early morning, 4:20.

In the golden autumn riverside residential area, bright street lights illuminate the surroundings in the dark night.

The location of the Mo family villa was completely silent.

Looking from the outside in, the whole villa seems to be shrouded in clouds, dark and somewhat ghostly.

This may be related to the fact that all the owners of the villa have disappeared.

However, no one would have thought that in this seemingly deserted villa, it would be brightly lit and filled with fragrance.

Forty-two painting-like figures appeared silently in the main living room. When the lights fell, the delicate and beautiful faces exuded seductive beauty and charm.

It's a pity that behind this fragrant and eye-catching picture, there is an indescribable heaviness.

As if a mixture of loneliness and sadness, the women's beautiful jewel-like eyes reveal a sadness that makes people cry.





The rain was still falling, and on the apocalyptic land, a group of green-skinned barbarians waved their weapons and killed zombies walking on the streets one by one.

Insects, ferocious beasts, any living thing that enters their eyes are regarded as prey.

"What's going on in that direction?"

After cutting off a giant centipede with an axe, a tall, dark-skinned barbarian warrior looked into the distance in surprise.

There, thick smoke billowed and black-red light shone, as if a battle was going on.

"That's the Demon Blood Clan's trial team, right? I remember the general leading the team is Jasper Demon Blood. That guy's strength should be among the top ten among the warriors in this trial. There's something he can do with it. He played so lively? Interesting."

"Hawthorne, I don't think things are that simple. My mark tells me that the magic power belonging to Jasper has disappeared."

A green-skinned barbarian wearing a black robe crouched and said to the warrior beside him.

The black-skinned warrior named Hawthorn was stunned and said in surprise: "You mean Jasper died in the battle?"

"That's understandable."

The black-robed barbarian raised the crystal ball in his hand, and waves of faint red magic were brewing in it.

Soon, with the surge of magic power, a clear picture appeared from the crystal ball.

The soldiers on the side immediately put their heads over, widened their eyes and were shocked by the sight in front of them.

On the desolate land, there was deathly silence and rivers of blood. Each barbarian warrior lay lifeless in a pool of blood. It could be seen from their armor that the beings who killed them did not even experience a fierce battle, but only used some kind of sharp weapon. It directly penetrated their lives.

It was almost a one-sided slaughter.

This world they used for testing actually has such an invincible enemy?

"Something is not good. We'd better leave here first. I need information. The more information the better, otherwise we are likely to be like the guys from the Demon Blood Clan..."

The green-skinned barbarian in black robes seemed to have a high authority. The surrounding barbarian warriors all nodded respectfully when they heard what he said.

But just as they were about to leave, a blazing fire suddenly appeared at the far end of the street, between two tall buildings.

The roaring flames and the sound of iron hooves soaring into the sky shook the minds of this group of barbarian warriors.

"not good!"

The black-robed barbarian holding the crystal ball was shocked.

He could sense the powerful strength of the attacker in the distance. It was very likely that none of the warriors here would be his opponent, not even Hawthorne, the most talented young warrior in their Soulsong clan.

Damn it.

What kind of land is this?

How could the tribal priests arrange for them to go to such a ghost place?

"Bart, what should we do?"

Hawthorn's face was as dark as water, and he picked up the battle ax in his hand, as if he was preparing to fight to the death.

The black-robed warlock Bart, who was named by him, had a bitter smile on his face.

"Fight to the death, escape, or surrender, the decision is yours."

"What are the chances of survival?"

"From the opponent's aura, I guess there is a high probability that the opponent will not accept surrender. This means that we have only two options: fight to the death and escape, but the chances of survival in both options are very slim."

"Is that so? Don't you accept surrender? That's fine. After all, we are warriors of the Hunge clan. How can we covet life and fear death and live in an ignoble way?"

Hawthorn smiled and raised the astonishingly bright battle ax in his hand.

"Warriors, do you understand what Lord Warlock said?"

"Understand!"

Thousands of barbarian warriors on the side roared in unison.

"Let the beings in this world see the courage of our barbarian warriors!"

"yes!"

"The Soul Song Clan! Charge!"

One by one, the tall and ferocious barbarian warriors turned over and mounted the Earth Dragon mount.

They held silver battle axes and carried black blood battle flags on their backs. In a way that surprised the Skyfire Demon Bulls, they launched a charge without fear of death.

Murong Xinlan was now in the center of the legion, looking at the barbarian warriors who were like green torrents, her glass-like eyes showed no trace of ripples.

The opponent's violent momentum was nothing to the Skyfire Demonic Ox Legion, but what made her a little concerned was the fighting spirit emerging from those barbarian warriors.

The dark green fighting spirit seemed to have turned into substance. They condensed and intertwined crazily, and finally rose into the sky, turning into a dark green ocean of fighting spirit.

This kind of scene is like activating the military spirit.

Murong Xinlan directly opened the Eye of God, and what came into view were rows of data that should not be underestimated.

"Legion": Soul Song Dragon Cavalry (Epic Level 3)

"Level": LV6

"Number of people":800/800

"General": Hawthorn Soulsong

"Lieutenant": Bart Soulsong

"Military Soul": Soul-Eating Demon (A-level epic third-class military soul)

"Military Soul Skills": Soul Song (A), Blood Flag Raising (A), Soul Suppression (A), Soul Swallowing and Blood Splitting (A), Soul of Death Battle (A)

"Individual Soldier Skills": Soul-Destroying Slash (A), Furious Soul Fury (A), Axe-Tornado (A), Fearless Charge (A), Invincible in a Hundred Battles (A)

Although there is no military talisman, it can activate the military soul...

This phenomenon must be reported to Mr. Mo later.

Murong Xinlan's jewel-like eyes were unwavering. Perhaps the opponent's indomitable fighting spirit was worthy of admiration, but...

Anyone who offends Mo Village will be punished no matter how far away!

Pointing the spear in her hand, the woman in white stood facing the wind. The next moment, a light scream resounded across the battlefield.

"kill!"

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