"This is impossible. There were six rumors just now. That kid doesn't have that many people at all. He must have some trick up his sleeve."
The leader of the man in black said solemnly: "On the tree, we ignored the top of the tree. There is only one person there. Let's take action and sweep the tops of nearby trees."
In the dark night, there is endless silence as far as the eye can see. The cold wind whistles from the sky, making a whistling sound. The leaves of the entire forest move with each other in the wind, making a rustling sound.
Whoosh!
However, at this moment, the tranquility was broken by six sharp swords with cold light. The six sharp swords with cold light looked particularly dazzling in the darkness. The dazzling rays of light shot out, shining on the tops of nearby trees.
Twisted into a bare state.
"No matter who you are, if you come, just stay!"
Sean had successfully jumped out of the encirclement, forming a situation where he could advance, attack, and retreat. Looking at the six crazy killers in black from a distance, the corner of his mouth raised in a cold arc.
"Boss, what should I do? There is no sign of that kid in this area."
The leader of the black-clothed killer pondered for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "Damn it, Kirigakure Jue, that kid must have practiced Kirigakure Jue, how could I forget all this?"
A killer in black said: "Isn't this impossible? With that kid's level in the Yuan Refining Realm, can he successfully practice the Hidden Mist Technique?"
The leader of the men in black said: "Idiot, if you have such a sensational record as him, if you can also kill people across several levels, you will know what it means to be impossible."
The killer in black asked: "Then what should we do?"
The leading man in black snorted coldly and said: "What should I do? The Hidden Mist Technique is not omnipotent. As long as we don't separate, that kid will have no chance to make a move. When daybreak comes, that kid will die."
"It seems like we can't catch this mouse tonight, so just follow me."
Sean looked at the six black-clothed killers from a distance, no longer staying apart, and walked towards the depths of the forest to figure out the direction in the dark night.
So, as he walked along, he also inadvertently left a trace of his breath behind to facilitate the tracking of several killers.
The morning light gradually dewed, gradually dispelling the darkness, taking away the morning dew and chill. The forest gradually became clearer because of this faint sunlight.
"Boss, why do I feel that this aura was left behind intentionally by that boy? Is there some trick?"
Anyone who can be a killer has a keen sense of touch, and they quickly understood the purpose of Sean's breath left along the way.
The leader of the man in black said coldly: "So what? Do you still think that a man of his strength has the ability to do tricks? Complete the task as soon as possible. I don't want to stay in this state for the rest of my life."
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"I really don't know what this kid has done to deserve the owner to pay such a high price to hunt him down?"
The leading man in black said solemnly: "Do you want to die? How dare you ask about such a thing."
There were no traces of people along the way, but the air that was supposed to be fresh gradually began to become turbid, and the deeper you went, the more putrid smell filled the air.
Moreover, it also contains some faint corrosive toxins, which can even paralyze the human nervous system.
Sean knew that if it weren't for the sunshine, this place would definitely be a miasma area in the dark.
As the rancid smell continued to get stronger, a large swampland appeared in front of us.
The edge of the swamp cannot be seen with the naked eye, white bubbles are constantly rising, and occasionally hissing roars can be heard.
Moreover, the bursts of putrid smell seemed to be able to corrode the vitality of the human body.
Just by standing at this edge, Sean could feel that the vitality in his body seemed to be suffering from an invisible erosion.
Deep in the swamp, there seems to be a kind of silent ferocity hidden, exuding a destructive murderous intent.
"No wonder this area is so inaccessible that even blood wolves dare not trespass. Not many people can break through this swamp alone. Moreover, this swamp can form a desert, and there must be something in it.
There are layers of mysteries hidden.”
Looking at the seemingly peaceful swamp, Sean thought for a moment and sat down next to it.
"Or, this is a very good battlefield. At least half of the six killers in Lanyi Building should stay here!"
call out!
The gentle breeze blew, not only did it not dispel the rancid smell, but it made the smell even stronger, and the expected fluctuation finally arrived.
"Are you all coming?" Sean said slowly to the six figures not far away.
"You have some skills, and you can evade the people we are chasing over and over again. But let's end it here." A voice came out from his mouth, with a hint of joking. He looked at the young man in front of him with that kind of spiritual consciousness.
, like a cheetah meeting a rabbit.
Sean smiled and said, "Really? Why do I feel like this is just the beginning!"
Six ghostly figures slowly spread out like a net, blocking all roads.
The only thing left for Sean to retreat to was the swamp behind him, and each of their positions was a sure-fire target. The cooperation between them had obviously undergone rigorous training.
"Hahaha, you are such an arrogant boy. You really think highly of your weak strength. Lanyi Loudi's brand number is thirty. There are several of them, that is, thirty-one to thirty-five. They are all here to send you on your way.
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Sean nodded and said, "I'll kill you now. Do you know why I'm waiting for you here?"
Thirty looked at Sean's confident look, and he really seemed to be relying on him, so he asked: "Why, do you still think that someone can save you?"
Sean shook his head and said: "That's not true, but I dug a deep pit in front of me, a pit that can bury all of you. I don't know if you have the courage to jump in."
Thirty said indifferently: "It's a joke, a little ant dares to speak so shamelessly, prepare to die!"
Faintly, the auras of several black-clothed killers fluctuated, and streaks of murderous intent were revealed, making the already chilly swamp land even colder.
"Then come on!" Sean laughed, turned around sharply, and flew towards the swamp, leaving these killers behind as they flew away.
"Chase!"
Following thirty-one cold shouts, six black figures roared towards the swamp at the same time.
"Ride the wind!"
Sean pushed the Wind Riding Footwork to the extreme. The bubbling swamp was covered with gray gas, and there were lumps of gray-black soil that looked like pimples.
From the perspective of ordinary people, it is just the best object to support the body in the swamp, but if that is the case, even ordinary people can walk sideways through this swamp.
Despite this thought, Sean's toes still touched one of the gray-black lumps of soil, and then with a little support, his body quickly leaped into the air and swept forward.
The entire swamp, with the tap of Sean's foot, was like a powder keg being ignited, and the boundless violent energy was instantly raging.
boom!
The jet-black and rancid mud splashed rapidly, raising a curtain of dense granular rain ten feet high, like raindrops shooting backwards from the ground into the air, and then pouring down in mid-air.
This cycle repeats over and over again.
"Roar!"
The lumps of earth were given the breath of life in an instant. They suddenly raised their heads, and their red beast eyes shot into the air. Two huge jagged cracks opened on both sides, and they spit out fishy and...
Stinky strong smell.
The cold red blood gathered into a bunch, locking him tightly.
The gray-black lumps of soil turned into ferocious demonic crocodiles, spewing boundless ferocity.
Wow!
From the rapidly rolling swamp, devil crocodiles burst out of the mud. Their huge bodies, several feet tall, rushed towards Sean in the air with a strong putrid devilish aura. They opened their bloody mouths covered with fangs in the air. In an instant, it was
Falling into the vast ocean of demonic crocodiles.
"The fourth-level high-level magic beast Iron-toothed Crocodile, in such a big ocean, this pit is really big enough."
Sean looked at the countless iron-toothed crocodiles with the strength of the eighth to ninth levels of the Celestial Realm. Their majestic momentum was exactly what he wanted.
Although the true strength of Warcraft is lower than that of human cultivators of the same realm, such a large ocean of Demonic Crocodiles is enough to suffocate even those killers at the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm.
This place will become the place where he and the killer of Lanyilou will have a life-and-death battle.
Not to mention this group of huge and ferocious iron-toothed crocodiles, just the corrosive mire rain splashing in the air, if it gets on the skin, it will instantly burst the flesh and erode the bone marrow.
Without hesitation, Sean's body whirled rapidly, creating a whirlwind of vitality that blew away the dense swamp rain all around, and then struck a heavy sword on the body of an iron-toothed crocodile.
Sonorous!
The Xuanhan sword filled with vitality struck the iron-toothed crocodile's hard armor, and a layer of concussive ripples spread, sparks flew everywhere, and there was a crisp sound of metal clashing.
Such a powerful sword could not break through the Iron-toothed Crocodile's black armor as hard as iron.
"This pit is really natural, but it's not an ideal place yet."
If the Iron-toothed Crocodile's defense cannot be broken, Sean is not worried but happy. If he cannot break the defense, the black-clad killer and others may not be able to break it either.
However, they still have to go deeper, and even if they want to retreat, they can't get out of this place.
Sean flashed in the air, his clothes rustled, and he continued to fly towards the depths of the swamp.
"Boss, what should I do? The situation seems a little bad."
Entering the swamp, feeling the endless ferocity from the primitive, Thirty-five, who was slightly less powerful, asked tremblingly.
The man in his thirties glanced at him with stern eyes and said in a cold voice: "Idiot, why can't you go where that kid can go? Stop talking nonsense and chase after him with all your strength."
As the countless iron-toothed crocodiles rolled and moved in the swamp, the stench deep in the swamp intertwined with the fishy breath spewed by the iron-toothed crocodiles, forming a thick gray mist.
As time goes by, this gray fog becomes more and more dense, forming a miasma that can corrode vitality, infinitely reducing the possibility of human beings surviving here.
"That's it!"
Sean's electric eyes scanned it, and he found that he was already deep in the swamp. Even if the black-clothed killer and the others wanted to retreat, it might not be that easy.