The murals on both sides of the wall were constantly twisting and moving. The poorly dressed people inside raised their wooden sticks and roared their spears at the top of their lungs. These roars gave everyone the illusion that they were completely integrated into the murals.

He also became a part of their hunt.

At this moment, the people in the mural came out. To be more precise, they should have emerged from the mural. They still held the weapons in their hands and kept waving them in a mighty manner, and this time their prey was Zhui Feng in front of them.

This group of adventurers is led by

After realizing this, everyone immediately entered into preparations to deal with the enemy, took out their weapons and prepared to fight to the death with these ancient paintings.

Everything that happened in the mural just now is obvious to all. This group of people has extremely strong team fighting ability. It doesn't look like a temporary team at all. They must often hunt together on weekdays. The storm chaser took a look at them. There were almost fifty people.

Most of them were holding bamboo spears with sharp front ends. Others tied rocks with tree vines and used them as hammers, but the way they swung the hammers back and forth was very different.

Combining the previous images, these hammers are not only useful for melee attacks, but can also be thrown for long-range damage.

"Be careful of those with hammers." The storm chaser shouted loudly. The group of people in front of him should not be very powerful. They are all level 10, and their abilities are probably ordinary. The only thing that makes people fearful is their group combat ability.

and his human wave tactics. Of course, these two points complement each other and are indispensable.

The man in the mural standing at the front, all black, was whistling constantly, while those behind him were following his whistle in a formation, and they all had serious faces. In their opinion, this group of weird people in front of them

Much more difficult to deal with than the mammoth just now.

The two parties just stared at each other, looking for each other's flaws. The mural man's formation was also set up, with a hammer soldier sandwiched between the two spears. It seemed that the storm chaser was right, the hammer soldier was indeed regarded as a

The long-range troops were protected, and only then did the Storm Chasers finally get a clear look at these roaring hammer soldiers. It turned out that they not only had hammers in their hands, but also had hammers hanging on both sides of their waists. It seemed that they were really

There is no doubt that it is a consumable prop.

After the storm chaser gave the order, several people jumped out and went straight to the leader of the mural. The muralist was startled at first, and then reacted immediately, leading the people behind him to rush forward.

This group of muralists who look skinny and short are indeed very difficult to deal with. Who is going to kill them? I didn’t pay attention to these people just now. I looked at their rags and howls and couldn’t figure out what they were about.

With the language of birdsong, he first regarded them as aborigines who were single-minded and could only charge forward. He also gave this group of people a nickname in his heart called "earth monkeys", which can be said to be very vivid.

Their appearance matches each other extremely well.

But in this fight, he immediately paid the price for his carelessness. Two bamboo spears stabbed at him, and he managed to dodge. Then the hammer soldier immediately swung the stone hammer in his hand and hit him in the face.

, it was too late if he tried to hide again. The two spearmen had already retracted their moves and were watching him helplessly, waiting for where he would dodge and stabbing with their spears.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, whoever I was going to kill came over with a bow and arrow and knocked down the hammer soldier in front of me. Then whoever was going to kill me had a chance to breathe. I seized the opportunity and knocked down the two spearmen.

Already.

"Be careful, don't be careless." I shouted to my impetuous brother who was going to kill him. If I hadn't been quick-sighted and quick-handed just now, whoever was going to kill me would have returned to the city by now.

In fact, this group of muralists are not particularly powerful. Their weapons are very crude, and they do not know any high-end military skills. Although under the command of a few leading whistlers, they have changed four or five formations, but in the final analysis

Just rely on one word: charge. All formations use numerical superiority as the main attack method. Even if they are aggressive with you, there is no need to deal with the mages first and use these advanced skills. Their rash charges are all blocked by the most powerful ones.

Kang Shuai Fu Liangchen in front blocked him.

The most important thing is that their weapons are not strong. Bamboo spears and stone hammers look very lethal, but they can actually cause very little damage to people, especially for Kang Shuaifu who is wearing heavy armor.

The attacks of Liangchen and Meng Xuerou were not worth mentioning at all. Even if they bent the bamboo spears and broke them, they would not cause any harm at all.

Soon these people also discovered that there was a huge gap in strength between themselves and their opponents, but their brains were not smart enough yet. Watching their teammates around them fall one after another, they did not feel the passion in their hearts.

Instead, they chose to flee in a hurry. The direction of their escape was not behind them but towards the murals on both sides.

Seeing these warriors who were showing off their power and showing off their strength just now, and now running away in a hurry, a gust of wind gave him confidence. Just now, he and his members were OB all the way. Looking at the team led by the storm chaser and the group of muralists

After the battle, when I saw that the man in the mural had completely given up, he immediately became energetic, shouted and led his members to chase after him.

A magical thing happened again. Not only did the muralist run back into the mural, but a gust of wind and his members were also sucked into the mural by a strong suction force. They seemed to have been hit by dimensionality reduction. From their original

The 3D characters turned into complete 2D pictures, but they didn't have the time to care about this, so they still pursued them.

Seeing that Gust of Wind and his members had all become part of the mural, whoever was going to kill me came and I rushed forward in a hurry, regardless of the obstruction of whoever I was going to kill, and even pushed the pastoral egg that was trying to stop him.

He staggered and got directly into the mural and became a 2D character.

"Hey, it's interesting, why don't you try it too?" Who's going to kill me? I watched my hand turn into a line, completely losing its shape, and the dagger became shapeless and turned into a luminous curved line. All these changes made him

He was delighted and found it very interesting.

But immediately this joy turned into fear, and even despair. This is when he wanted to get out of the mural, he found that no matter what method he used, he could not jump out of the mural, because there was like a huge giant behind him.

His hands were holding him tightly so that he had no room to struggle. He jumped up and down, left and right, but he couldn't jump down.

"Okay, stop making trouble, we have to move on, you call them back too." I said, "I'll kill whoever comes next, but he really doesn't want to see his brother make a fool of himself."

"Brother, I can't seem to get out!" Who will stop me from crying? Of course, this cannot be seen from the outside. His face is just a round dot, and there is no expression on it at all.

"Stop joking, this is not the time to joke." I went to kill someone who said a little angrily.
Chapter completed!