I don’t know where this guy was hiding just now.

But what if we suddenly attacked them just now?

I'm afraid they will be seriously injured even if they don't die.

But now he rushes out angrily, having lost the opportunity a long time ago. It is obvious at first glance that this guy is a rookie.

The big foreign man with the ax on the left had a cold expression on his face. He would not be polite if he brought his head to the door.

He took a step forward, picked up the ax in his hand, and struck Ding Xiaoyi on the head.

"Hey, I'll take this head!"

A sharp cold wind surged from the ax blade, making people shudder. Although it was a stone axe, the murderous aura erupting from the ax blade made people feel what it meant to be indestructible.

However, the amazing power seemed cumbersome and cumbersome in front of Ding Xiaoyi.

There are even flaws all over the body.

I had never felt this way before, but it was so clear at this moment. It seemed that it was all because of my rebirth.

He just walked forward facing the ax without any intention of dodging. However, the moment the ax was about to fall on his head.

The steps under his feet just slipped forward slightly, and his figure turned around to avoid the ax that was coming down on him.

"What!"

This was a sure-fire axe, but it was easily dodged by the young man in front of him. The big man immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

But he noticed it too slowly.

The moment he turned around, a black light flashed on his fingertips.

Xuantong's dagger slid through the big man's throat like cutting tofu.

"puff!"

Blood spattered along the wound, and Ding Xiaoyi didn't even pause during the entire process.

The process of killing an alien warrior is as simple as killing a chicken.

"hiss!"

Seeing that his companion, another foreign warrior, was almost killed instantly, Abaer's face turned extremely ugly.

The hunting itself is also the process of being hunted.

Among these prairie dogs, there will naturally be experts who can hunt them.

Those guys who call themselves spiritual masters have the same power as them, but the most troublesome thing is the way they claim to have psychic skills.

But fortunately, there are very few prairie dogs who master this method.

Unfortunately, the young man in front of him seemed to be one of them.

"run!"

Immediately, Abaer changed his proud expression, turned around and ran forward quickly.

On his left shoulder, an icy blue animal-shaped totem flashed, making him even faster.

Under the whistling sound of the wind in my ears, the light under the surrounding forest leaves flickered.

Abaer looked back and felt relieved when he realized that the young man behind him had not caught up with him.

Gradually slowed down his pace.

"Damn it, didn't you say that those masters of groundhogs won't come out easily?"

Looking at the fireworks rising in the distance, where there are temporary villages of various tribes, Aba'er gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his arm: "A master appears, I must inform everyone about this!"

Aba'er said to himself, and wanted to move forward after saying this, but at this time, in the darkness behind him, a big hand fell silently.

"ah!!!"

Followed by a shrill scream from the bushes.

Not long after, there was a rustling sound coming from the bushes, and Abel walked out of the bushes with a smile on his face. He glanced at the fireworks rising in front of him, and couldn't help but quicken his steps towards the fireworks.
Chapter completed!