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Chapter 61 Pick a Nostril

Everyone thought Pacquiao would take the initiative, but in fact Pacquiao moved quickly and found the ambush location. It seemed that he judged that Mo Feng would take the initiative to find him???

An unarmed person, go find a sniper?

However, the script seemed to be written, and Mo Feng was really walking slowly in the woods like a traveler, walking towards Pacquiao's ambush site.

The professional trolls on Earth finally couldn't hold back. They had seen swelling, but had never seen such swelling. If they won a game, they didn't know what their surname was. In just one minute, if they could calculate their combat power, Mo Feng should have been destroyed by the human soul.

But Alan Doyle was very quiet, and all the contestants were watching quietly. Kris had already said that this person was very strong, so he had to pay enough attention. She would not evaluate someone casually. This was already a clear reminder. This was also a reason Pacquiao was extremely serious, but he didn't expect that this person's conceit was beyond imagination.

Mo Feng left "very serious", and his external performance cannot represent anything. In actual combat, no one has a stern face every day, so if the enemy does not need to fight, you can be exhausted to death.

As for not choosing weapons, basically, if you can use them, he will use them. He used weapons, which is very dangerous.

Mo Feng has no hatred for the lunar warriors. In the battle to defend mankind, there are actually many brave lunar warriors, and they have sacrificed a lot. The people who have problems must be the senior management. The soldiers just execute orders. Although they joke about the confinement nanny, it is just a way of expression.

I have to say that this Pacquiao has a bit of a shadow of a lunar soldier.

Mo Feng was getting closer and closer to the ambush circle. At seven or eight meters, it was time for him to die. The whole audience was quiet, waiting for the staggering Mo Feng to walk in.

Zhou Zichen's palms were sweating, and he couldn't tell whether he was concerned about the outcome or Mo Feng. Is it really a fake drama?

Mo Feng walked in like an ignorant little quail, half a meter away from the ambush circle, Pacquiao remained motionless. Although he was not a top sniper in the army, he also learned a lot. Controlling emotions and breath, covering up murderous aura, and patience are the most basic qualities of a sniper. As a descendant of Wuzong, this aspect is also the basis, so Wuzong disciples are very popular in the army.

However, while everyone was holding their breath, Mo Feng suddenly stopped and digged...noses...

Damn, is he a pig? He still has the heart to pick his nose at this time!!!

Did you discover something?

Just when everyone was confused, it seemed that Mo Feng's good luck did not come, nor was there any favor from the goddess, so he took the step of the summoning of the God of Death.

Pacquiao has been waiting for a long time. At the moment of taking this step, Pacquiao's gun fired. This is a measurement in advance. He is very confident in his shooting skills.

But this is a sure blow...it's empty.

Because Mo Feng raised his foot, he did not step out, but stepped on it. The next second, Mo Feng rushed out like an arrow from the string, and his opponent's position was exposed.

Pacquiao's hair was blown up, and he knew something was wrong the moment he fired the gun. The opponent gave him a fake move. The problem was that he believed it, but he had more experience. Before the opponent approached, he still had the opportunity to attack continuously.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The flying eagle roared, and Pacquiao also showed off his body and kept moving and shooting, but this was a jungle with many trees. Mo Feng's body was very fast, and he was extremely strong in the air, while his opponent was like an arrow from the string, full of momentum.

Pacquiao decisively threw away his sniper rifle. He could not wait for his opponent to rush to a dangerous distance before preparing, and at that time he was at a disadvantage.

Two daggers were pulled out of the boots, and the hidden murderous aura was completely released, rushing towards them like a cheetah. It was obviously only two people, and all the audience was stunned by this momentum.

In just five seconds, the two of them fought head-on. Pacquiao's dagger pointed directly at Mo Feng's key points with a cold light, one inch shorter and one inch shorter and one inch more visible. Anyone who has experienced military experience likes daggers, one inch shorter and one inch more dangerous and convenient. Only young people like Zhuotares like to use swords.

Slowly...

The daggers made a sound of breaking through the air, and Wuzong's pace must be extremely solid. The movement of the pace made Pacquiao's dagger appear more dangerous. Mo Feng wanted to use the surrounding trees as obstacles, but Pacquiao's attack was even more terrifying. With a sweep of the dagger, the surrounding trees were cut off one by one, extremely sharp, and basically no delay was formed.

Mo Feng relies on survival less and less. Just when Mo Feng wanted to use a tree to cover it, Pacquiao did not cut it off, but suddenly Thomas revolved, and lightning flashed around half a circle, and two daggers rushed up and down to Mo Feng.

This is definitely a blow that is thick and thin, breaks the inertial thinking, but Mo Feng made a slippery move, but this move is equivalent to giving Pacquiao the best attack rhythm and distance.

The whole person let out a muffled roar, and took one step forward, and his spirit reached its peak instantly. Two daggers rushed out like poisonous dragons, one to take the throat and the other to take the heart. The most terrifying thing is that the rapid attack rhythm is different. At the same time, his left foot penetrated into the middle area and completely stuck to the position.

Faced with such an attack, Mo Feng could only give in. Faced with such an opponent, everyone's hearts were cold, one was rising and the other was getting worse. The opportunity that Pacquiao had been waiting for came. The left foot, which had gained the opportunity, suddenly exerted force. The distance between the two seemed to suddenly disappear for a while, and he rubbed his body up and cut in completely.

At this point, everyone saw that this is the combat technique developed by Wuzong in order to deal with the battle rather than Wuyi’s competition. It combines the killer move of the Seven-Star Kuibu and the left and right variations to fight each other - Seven-Step Kill!

Simple and clear, seven steps to kill!

Once it enters the rhythm, no one can stop it. Pacquiao stepped on the seven stars and his two dagger moves were fatal, like a Sharoman snake showing his fangs. However, although Mo Feng lost the initiative and could be fatal by one blow at any time, he could see and dodge every time. The daggers rubbed their throats several times, and it felt like they could get in with one more minute, but the difference was that Mo Feng could dodge again.

The Lunaman was anxious. This guy was swaying like a drunk duck. Why didn't he hit it?

The different rhythms of the two daggers are the most difficult to judge, but Mo Feng can give accurate predictions. With the seventh strike, Pacquiao rolled and took action from below. This kind of move is rare, but he hides his intentions and directions in the roll, and two daggers are fighting out.

Mo Feng fell down almost the first time, and he smashed directly into the ground, barely avoiding the fatal blow. The moment he fell to the ground, he supported his hands, like turning back and stretching the distance. Pacquiao's attack used old moves, and the flashing seven-step killing combo was actually given away by this unorganized dodge.

Just when all the moon people felt sorry for each other, Pacquiao's body did not move, and his wrist suddenly came out. This was the essence of the seven-step killing, but everyone he had seen was dead.

Flying knife!

The dagger was thrown out lightning, and the audience exclaimed. At this moment, Mo Feng's movements were dead, and there was no room for change to maneuver, and everyone's eyes widened.

bass……
Chapter completed!
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