Chapter six hundred and sixty-fifth shot to save people
Uncle Yang was obviously seriously injured. He huddled in the middle of the group with a pale face and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Who are you, and why are you trying to fight against our caravan?"
No one in the mysterious team was willing to stand up and answer his question. On the contrary, the tauren who took the lead roared even more fiercely. With a wave of his hand, two aliens with around level 2 combat power roared fiercely.
He ran out of the team and charged towards Uncle Yang with a fierce look on his face.
Uncle Yang's caravan is very small, with only four or five people left who can still participate in the battle, and their strength is obviously not as good as the other party. Facing those two fierce and vicious guys, the people here subconsciously tightened their weapons.
, the palms and backs of the hands were wet with cold sweat.
But just when the two aliens were about to approach the caravan, two flashes of electricity came from the air. The two aliens had no time to get close to the target, so they each took a step back without warning, and then, like a phantom,
The figure quickly passed through the sky and appeared in front of Uncle Yang. He stomped his feet heavily on the ground and splashed a cloud of dust.
"Is it you?"
Uncle Yang exclaimed.
The person who appeared here was naturally Chen Fan. After he discovered that the situation of the caravan was not good, he immediately swooped down from the hiding area without any hesitation. With the appearance of Chen Fan, the Niutou in the opponent's camp
The man also let out a loud roar of "moo" and waved his huge ox hoof. Immediately, a guy wearing green leather armor jumped out of the crowd and roared at Chen Fan with a surly and murderous intent.
"Where did you come from, you idiot? Stop meddling in your own business!"
At the same time as he spoke, this foreigner wearing armor had already led his companions to attack Chen Fan, and he was ruthless and showed no mercy.
Seeing that the opponent was so decisive in his attack, Chen Fan immediately frowned slightly, then slowly held his palm on the handle of the spiritual knife, and gently raised the soles of his feet. His figure was like electricity, intersecting with the opponent like lightning, driven by the spiritual knife.
The red light also dances like an elf.
"Bang. Bang!"
The moment the distance got closer, Chen Fan's figure paused abruptly. As for the two killers who were not weak on the opposite side, they felt as if they had been hit hard. There was a sound of bones breaking all over their bodies, and their bodies trembled and fell to the ground.
It shot out and let out a "hoarse" cry.
"Who are you?" He easily knocked away the two provocative guys. Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his spiritual sword slightly higher, and glanced directly at the most powerful tauren in the opponent's camp, and said coldly.
He asked.
The tauren didn't speak, but the coldness in his eyes was enough to explain the tauren's attitude. He breathed out two fierce white breaths from his nostrils, suddenly raised his hoof, and fell heavily to the ground, but in his eyes was
There was a surge of bloodthirsty ferocity.
"This guy can't speak?"
Chen Fan was startled for a moment, but soon felt relieved. Although almost all advanced creatures in the main universe can speak, some people who are born with no language ability cannot be ruled out. Although the tauren cannot speak, he has the most powerful momentum.
, and also the person with the highest evolutionary level among the entire hunting team.
This guy has about a mid-level combat power of level two, no weaker than Waguo before. His muscles are all tied up, and his khaki skin is like a hard bulging granite stone. Every muscle is full of the beauty of explosive power.
Since you don’t intend to communicate, then just kill him!
Chen Fan's eyes turned cold, then he took a deep breath and rushed forward like lightning. He suddenly appeared in the opponent's camp, his spiritual sword rising like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
The other party's reaction was not slow either. He actually took out a one-meter-long snake-shaped spear and quickly pierced Chen Fan's stomach.
Chen Fan had a thought in his mind, but did not dodge. He slashed with his spiritual sword and immediately separated the opponent's spear. To deal with the combat power in these areas, Chen Fan did not need to use his own killing spiritual knife at all. The moment he blocked the opponent's spear, his spiritual knife
The ray of light had disappeared in his hand. Then, with his bare hands, he snatched the opponent's spear into his own hand. At the same time, he swung his elbow and hit the man's waist.
Bang! With a slight muffled sound, the opponent's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body was shot out like a heavy howitzer. Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, directly smashing a big hole in the ground, and most of his body was out of control.
The ground was buried.
Chen Fan easily snatched the opponent's weapon and waved it lightly. He felt that he had taken advantage of it, and quickly turned his attention to the other aliens.
However, these aliens didn't seem to be afraid of death. Even though Chen Fan showed a combat power that far exceeded theirs, the team composed of aliens did not flinch at all. They made a huge roar at the same time and rushed towards them crazily.
His eyes were filled with fierce and fierce anger, and he wanted to tear Chen Fan into pieces and swallow him in one gulp.
"Be careful!" Uncle Yang fell to the ground and was unable to rescue him. Facing an opponent with an imposing manner like a tiger and a wolf, he had no choice but to yell at Chen Fan's back.
"It's okay, just take care of yourself." Chen Fan turned a deaf ear and slapped the spear sideways. The explosive air flow swept across, forming a spreading hurricane, and slapped several aliens who rushed up until they vomited blood and fell back.
, as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. With a few rapid bangs, there were only two guys left standing in the opponent's camp.
One is a tauren taking the lead, and the other is a unicorn whose combat power is similar to that of a tauren.
"This guy is so powerful. Does he know our president?"
Looking at Chen Fan, who was performing almost alone in that performance, Uncle Yang's subordinates were dumbfounded. With every move they made, they knocked away four or five guys with second-level combat power. What is this guy's background?
roar!
Within a few rounds, the Minotaur team had suffered heavy casualties. Looking at the dead and wounded men on his side, the Minotaur let out a strange and shrill roar.
There was a bloodthirsty ferocity in the huge bull's eyes. The tauren and another one-horned orc looked at each other, with a fierce light on their faces. They were holding sharp weapons in their hands and left.
He rushed towards Chen Fan on the right side.
Seeing that the two guys were cooperating very well, obviously after a long period of training, Chen Fan didn't even have the interest to take another look, and immediately summoned the purple electric armor, and the spear in his hand was densely wrapped in purple electric arcs.
With a slight wave of his hand, the spear shot out like an electric snake, piercing the chest of the one-horned orc and lifting him up easily.
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
The body of the one-horned orc was pierced, but his strong vitality made him continue to struggle. Facing Chen Fan's stern questioning, this guy not only did not speak, but there was a flash of ferocity and mania in his eyes. He actually stretched out his hands and died.
He tightly clenched the spear inserted into his body and let out a strange roar at the minotaur.
The tauren, on the other hand, were as excited as if they had been beaten to death, with bloodthirsty light surging in their scarlet eyes. They didn't care about the same kind who had been severely injured by Chen Fan, and raised the huge ox hoof high and smashed it down like a meteorite.
The tauren was over two meters tall and was full of pressure, but Chen Fan did not dodge and still shot the opponent's fist through the air at him.
When the distance between the fist wind and the body was less than half a meter, a purple electric python suddenly came out of the body, transformed into a vague humanoid outline, and rushed towards the target.