A sharp clear whistle suddenly sounded under the gray fog. At this time, an extremely dangerous feeling rushed towards Si Wulu's face like a tide, and cut his skin sharply like a blade. Si Wulu ignored it and continued to attack the opponent in front of him with his sword.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", which was the sound of the arm falling to the ground. The foreign youth from the Tianjue Holy Land who was constantly fighting with Si Wulu finally had his right arm cut off with a knife when Si Wulu made the first sneak attack.
"Ah! Ah!" The foreign youth used his only other hand to tightly cover the wound that was gushing blood, and fell to the ground and screamed loudly. At this time, he has completely lost his mind, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. As long as Si Wulu makes another stab, he will definitely be killed.
But Si Wulu did not continue to attack, because the golden blade that impressed Si Wulu so deeply had already broken through the air and struck. Before the golden sword arrived, the huge sword energy had torn through the layers of gray mist and killed him suddenly. At the same time, the sword edge was pointed directly at the vital point on Si Wulu's back with strong killing intent.
It was the young and powerful man who was the only military commander in the team who took action, but everything had already been planned by Si Wulu.
This is a golden holy sword that is golden in color and made of rare and precious yellow glass liquid gold. It is called Huangba Qianqiu. Its extremely precious golden color, which symbolizes the Nine-Five Supreme Being, perfectly sets off the most powerful holy son of Tianjue Holy Land. identity.
"Die!" At the moment, the owner of this golden sword was full of anger. At this time, his figure almost turned into a shadow in the gray mist. He pointed the sword directly at Si Wulu The back is in a straight line without any change, just to kill with one blow.
This was a blow to save the lives of his comrades. This was a blow that went all out without any reservation. This was also a blow that made the Avengers extremely angry. During the stabbing process, Tianjue True Dragon once again used the secret method to accelerate, vowing to end Si Wulu's life with this blow.
Just when Jin Feng was about to come into contact with Si Wu Lu, Si Wu Lu suddenly turned sideways and took a big step laterally. Jin Feng was almost close to his body and passed by. Si Wu Lu even waved the Onikiri Slash towards the sky with his backhand. Absolutely true dragon. But the name of the true dragon is by no means a wasted one. Even when the situation suddenly reversed, he could still draw his sword back and stab Si Wu Lu with ease.
The two had fought against each other several times, and Si Wulu already knew the opponent's strength, and he was definitely not someone who could be easily defeated. Therefore, Si Wulu did not entangle with him, but instead used the power of the sword handed over by the Tianjue True Dragon to quickly withdraw from the battlefield. After a few ghosts dodged, he disappeared into the vast gray mist.
Tian Jue Zhenlong looked at the young man whose right arm was cut off by Si Wu Lu with a gloomy face and kept crying. He then turned to look at Tian Jue Yumo who was seriously injured and unconscious. The other people in the team were attacked by Si Wu Lu. Everyone in Xiadu was more or less successful. At this time, everyone was as silent as a cicada, like a flock of frightened birds.
A few days ago, Tianjue Zhenlong and his group suddenly discovered that the blood curse on the enemy suddenly disappeared. However, with superb tracking technology, they still found the traces left by Si Wulu on a mountainous area that was convenient for hiding. .
By looking at the traces at the scene, everyone unanimously concluded that these were left behind by the prey a day ago. Just when Tian Jue Zhenlong ordered to continue on his way, Si Wulu suddenly burst out from under the soil, attacked and severely injured Tian Jue who took the lead. Jue Yumo, and then quickly escaped before everyone could react.
In the next few days, Si Wulu, who they had originally regarded as their prey, started to actively attack them. Moreover, this man shamelessly chose to attack them when they were alone. What makes them most uncomfortable is that this enemy is extremely good at concealment. In this gray world where vision is severely obstructed, he can usually approach them without anyone noticing and then launch a sneak attack.
Not only that, this man's fighting style is also extremely clumsy. As long as he misses a hit and thinks there is no chance to expand the victory, he will leave immediately without any hesitation. In addition, he is very fast, and usually does not wait for others to react. Just disappeared into this endless gray mist. So as strong as Tian Jue True Dragon, even after a few days, there was no way to keep him here.
After a few days, except for Tianjue True Dragon, no one else even dared to act alone. In addition, Tianjue Yumo, who was the most powerful in tracking in the team, was the first to be seriously injured and fell into a coma. As a result, everyone was completely helpless. This feeling It was like a punch hitting cotton, with no force at all. It was clear that everyone had no strength at all, but there was nowhere to use it.
Seeing everyone's frightened appearance, without the high-spirited spirit they had just entered, Tianjue True Dragon suddenly had the idea of giving up chasing Si Wulu and leaving the gray world now.
But he immediately threw this unrealistic idea out of his head. For the ancient Holy Land, the glory of the Holy Land was far higher than anything else. If he runs away without a fight and this gets out, no matter how talented he is or how strong his background is, he, the Holy Son, will come to an end, and don't expect him to have any prestige among his contemporaries in the future.
Although the opponent is only a first-level warrior, through these few days of fighting, Tianjue True Dragon clearly feels that the opponent's actual combat power is more than one level stronger than the others present except him. Tianjue True Dragon Carefully recalling the young generation of geniuses who have emerged in recent years and become world-famous, I find that none of them can match Si Wulu.
What worries Tianjue True Dragon the most is that the other party seems to have practiced some advanced eye skills, allowing him to navigate the gray world like a fish in water without affecting his vision at all. You must know that this is a pupil technique, and it is definitely not comparable to those bad street skills. A saint son as noble as him has been trying to find a pupil technique for many years, but has not been able to do so. Tianjue Zhenlong had reason to believe that the other party was a super genius secretly cultivated by a big force.
After realizing that Si Wulu had practiced pupil surgery, Tianjue True Dragon finally realized that this trip to the gray world was a bit reckless, as this was completely his opponent's home field. As long as the other party doesn't give him a chance, it's almost impossible to hunt him here.
He clearly knew that it was the wrong choice, but the reputation of Tianjue Holy Land and the glory of his true dragon did not allow him to take a step back. Thinking of this, he became more and more angry deep in his heart.
There is an old proverb in the Eastern Wilderness Continent: The joys and sorrows between people are actually connected. Just when Tianjue True Dragon was filled with anger, Si Wulu also had his own troubles. The strength and cohesion of this team that was chasing him were beyond Si Wulu's surprise. If it were another team, they would have broken down under Si Wulu's frequent sneak attacks and fled in all directions.
And this team is still in order now, with no sign of defeat, especially the alien genius at the head, who has the strength of a middle-ranking military general. Whenever Si Wu Lu is about to succeed in a sneak attack, he can always be the first. Time comes to support.
As a result, Si Wulu may have to stay in the gray world for a long time, which is definitely not what Si Wulu wants. Si Wulu stared blankly at the green gold stone taken out of the barren land in his hand, and fell into deep thought.
At this time, this piece of green gold stone, which was only the size of an apple, was shining with a faint green light. Under the gray fog, it looked very strange.
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Slight footsteps came from the ground, and Si Wulu immediately calmed down all his breath. Through the endless gray mist, Si Wulu saw three foreign youths in the distance cautiously exploring in this direction. Not far behind, other people were also walking in groups in twos and threes.
The three people looked alert, not far from each other, and marched at a constant speed in a triangle, echoing from head to tail. Obviously, if they encountered Si Wulu's sneak attack, the other two could immediately provide support.
Soon, they came to where Si Wulu was. The leading young man suddenly stopped. A slight vibration in the gray fog disturbed him. He frowned. The gray fog in front of him was too thick. He could only see clearly things more than two meters in front of him. A little further away. Nothing to see. The restricted vision made him very uncomfortable, and he wished he could leave this damn gray world immediately.
He stood there and listened for a while. The vibrating sound was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before, but he was sure it wasn't coming from that despicable enemy.
So, he took a few steps forward and pushed aside the gray fog. He saw a huge black hornet's nest wrapped around a bare tree trunk, with dozens of wasps flying around the huge honeycomb. He could even These busy wasps were clearly seen moving in and out of the hive.
"Fuck!" The young man couldn't help but cursed. They followed the traces of this despicable enemy all the way, but they never thought that the end point would be a hornet's nest. This was definitely not a coincidence.
This despicable enemy has absolutely no sense of glory that a genius should have. An honest battle, a one-on-one head-on battle, is the destination between geniuses. But this enemy obviously has extraordinary strength and can fully deserve the title of genius, but his methods are always worse than before. Let him look down on him from the bottom of his heart, with first-rate strength and third-rate character!
The wasps in the Gray World are far larger than the wasps in the Great Thousand World, and their size is close to the size of an egg. Although he is already a military commander, he doesn't want to try it. He began to back away slowly, trying not to disturb the wasp as much as possible.
At this moment, a stone suddenly flew out of the gray fog and hit the huge black hornet's nest directly. As the hive burst, countless wasps rushed out of the hive, and for a while, there was a buzzing sound in the ears.
"Yeah! It's a wasp! There are a lot of wasps, everyone, run!" He was stunned and subconsciously cursed again, while not forgetting to remind his companions.
The next moment he reacted, he ran away. He wished he had two more legs and could run as fast as he could.
Naturally, he is not afraid of the wasps in the vast world, but he is not sure that he can resist the wasps in the gray world. Who knows if there will be any mutations. Life only lasts once. If you make a mistake, you will become a pile of loess. I have no interest in taking risks.
He had just run a few steps when a strong gust of wind came from the gray mist in front of him. Under this situation, even though he has the strength of a military commander, he cannot avoid it. This is a carefully calculated attack. The opponent completely predicts his reaction to the wasp. This is a dead end!
Faced with this unavoidable blow, he had no choice but to retreat. His survival instinct told him that he could save his life only by trying to avoid the vital points, but as a genius with rich practical experience, he knew that even if he avoided the vital points this time, he would not be able to block the enemy's next attack.
So he made a decisive decision and did not dodge or dodge. Instead, he drew his sword and stabbed directly, directly adopting the strategy of dying with his opponent, trying to put him to death and survive.
The next moment, two dull sounds were heard in the air, the sound of the demon knife being inserted into the heart, and the sound of the sword blade piercing the flesh.
"You?" He opened his eyes in pain. This was the first time he could fully see the face of this despicable enemy he had always regarded. It was a very young and handsome face, with black hair and black eyes that he had never seen before. But at this time, the face was expressionless, without a trace of pain, as if he had just used a sword. It wasn't his arm that was stabbed.
He didn't know that Si Wulu would feel pain as well, but compared to the inhuman pain he felt when he was practicing martial arts when he was young, the wound on his arm was nothing.
He didn't expect that the enemy in front of him was risking injury to take his life. This young face could be so bold and ruthless. But now it's too late, because he lost the bet, he no longer seeks survival, he just wants to fight back desperately and try to inflict a severe blow to his opponent.
He activated the last of his original energy, but found that he couldn't muster any strength, and endless pain surrounded him. In severe pain, he saw the enemy in front of him holding the knife getting further and further away from him, and the surrounding gray fog kept moving forward quickly.
He was kicked away by the enemy, and he suddenly regained consciousness for a moment in the severe pain.
He didn't guess the beginning of the story, and he didn't bet on the ending of the story!
"He's here. He's already injured. He was injured by me. Come quickly, everyone." After falling to the ground, he used his last breath of strength to issue a warning.
"Just go after him and leave me alone." Finally, he shouted loudly, which was his last stubbornness as a young genius in the Holy Land.
