Before passing through to swallow

No, he can't die yet. There is no family in his predecessor. He did. He has to find a way to go back.

How to hide, avoid...An Feng roared, his eyes became blood red.

call!The next moment, the Shadow Mouse came and wiped his throat, leaving only a faint blood mark on the side of his neck. An Feng revolved to the ground, and at the same time, the sword in his hand had already caught up with the defeated Shadow Mouse, moving forward.

Blade Shadow chilled, and directly smashed the Beast Soldier-class Shadow Mouse to the ground. Before he died completely, An Feng stepped on the ground and exploded, and the Shadow Mouse was also trampled into flesh.

An Feng stood coldly and ruthlessly.

Those monsters roared, they didn't have much wit, and they were killed again. An Feng didn't retreat but moved forward, and stepped forward.

With a burst of shock, the monsters flew up and down.

Soon there was only the one-horned wild boar left in the messy streets, and neither An Feng nor the other party hesitated, and ran straight into each other.

The wild boar jumped up and killed, and An Feng also jumped up, breaking through the air with his sword.

The violent collision aroused dust in all directions, and the battlefield became more messy.

An Feng backed away, his hand was broken and the knife was broken, and the one-horned wild boar also backed away, panting heavily. This time, there was a deep blood mark on its head and it was injured.

The injured one-horned wild boar was even more violent, roaring in the sky, trampling on it.

An Feng's body is like a ghost, this time there is no hard touch, he flashed to one side, slammed his waist with his knees, the wild boar turned his head and bit, the fangs were also sharp, An Feng smashed his elbow to the side of his fang , The size is strong and precise.

The wild boar screamed, his mouth was full of blood, and many fangs were broken.

An Feng kicked it horizontally, jumped down and stuck to the ground. Wu Song hit the tiger, raising his fist and bombarding continuously.

The wild boar struggled to raise his head, and every time the wind blew into the ground, a punch was more frenzied than a punch, and the ground was roaring.

After a long time, everything stopped, and An Feng turned aside and panted against the dead boar.

After all, it was a small site where two beast soldiers existed. Whether it was a human or another monster, who had not dared to approach for a while, An Feng just took a break.

By the way, I realized that just now the mood, the force of the force...yes, he just mastered the force of the force.

The strength of the force, the weight is light, and it is natural.

Regarding the infinity as the limit and the inability as the law, you can kill the enemy with every gesture. This is the situation.

The ancient warrior, the master's entry, is to master the martial arts.

In his previous life, he liked these, knew martial arts legends, and yearned, but he never practiced it. Unexpectedly, he would become it less than a day after he arrived.

He has a foundation in his previous life, and even more tempered in this life. Although it is less than a day, God knows how many times he killed him.

Potential forced out of blood and fire.

If, according to the terms of Swallow, you first entered the military force, it is considered to be a micro-level?

His body, fist, swordsmanship have just merged into the martial arts, so he is considered to be at the micro level.

At the micro level, it's not bad, there is blood... it seems to be at the level of martial artist.

Fighting with those monsters, the universe could have been invisible, and the blood of each other could be absorbed, although it was extremely weak, occasionally he could feel the sense... Mastering the martial arts made him a lot stronger.

It's just that the injury is so serious now, if it weren't for good physical fitness, it would all be dead.

Feeling injured, An Feng was shocked.

My forehead was a bit cold, An Feng touched it, and looked up at the sky. It was raining, not heavy, and very cold.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, simply take a breath, An Feng left with his seriously injured body.

He is stronger, and junior beast soldiers can kill, but the injuries are also serious.

The sky is big and the earth is in ruins. Without his home, where should he go?

The armored vehicle is gone, and the shelter in the center of the city is also in wartime state. Listening to the artillery fire, he may be killed by mistake if he is not near, not to mention that there are more beast soldiers over there.

The stomach snorted, he was hungry a long time ago, and under continuous, he consumed too much.

Wandering through two blocks, An Feng saw a supermarket that used to be, but now it's already broken down.

He slapped two ordinary monsters at random, and An Feng entered them. He was at the micro level, and ordinary monsters were generally not afraid.

There are also many broken and old factories in the supermarket.

Looking around, there is not much food in it, those monsters will eat, and more than that, people in the shelter sometimes venture out to get some supplies, which is not easy anywhere.

"Huh?" An Feng turned his head and squinted.

I thought it was a monster, but it turned out to be a human being, two men and one woman, three people, tactical outfits, the woman is carrying a sword and a silver pistol in her hand, another strong man is holding a submachine gun, and another strong man is carrying a An iron gun, a cold weapon long spear.

The three came quickly, pointing their pistols and submachine guns at An Feng.

"Boy, hand over everything on you." The submachine gun man shouted.

"Take it out, at least you can save your life." The spearman was the leader, and said quietly.

"Don't take it out yet!" The woman sneered, "Don't be convinced, that is, our boss is kind and willing to give you a chance, otherwise you will be shot as soon as you come in."

"I have nothing." An Feng said.

"You want to die..." The woman snorted coldly.

Whoosh!An Feng moved and disappeared under her gun. The woman was furious. Just about to pull the trigger, she found that she was out of control.

When the woman's pistol was released, she flew out and hit the man with the submachine gun. The man was about to shoot and quickly stopped. At this moment, the submachine gun in his hand also flew out, breaking into two pieces in the air, and he was also flying out. Yourself.

The strong man strode forward, his spear whistling behind An Feng, his reaction was not slow at all.

It's a pity that in the face of the micro-level, the wind is not enough to kill the beast soldiers.

He hadn't seen it clearly, the spear in his hand changed hands, and he turned it over himself.

The woman stood up and drew her sword. An Feng smashed and kicked her again, still stepping on her feet.

In the blink of an eye, two were stacked on their feet, one fell to the ground, and the gun was sent to his neck.

An Feng is cold and his clothes are flying.

"You should be fortunate that there is no direct killer." An Feng said quietly.

The three were completely frightened, what fierce man, warrior?

Where can the warriors not mix, what are they mixing here, and how do they feel stronger than those warriors.

"You have everything on your body, take them out." An Feng is indifferent.

Although the three of them felt distressed, they did not dare to hesitate, "Big Brother, they are all here, please spare us." The woman was no longer proud, and said pitifully.

An Feng glanced, "Undress."

"Huh? Well..."

"What are you doing?" An Feng looked at the woman who had already pulled her clothes halfway and was about to pull her underwear.

"Hehe, brother didn't want to..." The woman smiled and looked a little shy. She didn't look much before. The face behind An Feng Dirt is still very handsome. The key is to be strong.

"Put it on." An Feng said, feeling helpless in his heart. I can't blame the woman. It's too difficult to live these days.

"I said you two." An Feng looked at the two men.

"Ah...I, I...I will never die." The big man flushed with grief and anger.

bump!An Feng didn't say much, the silver pistol was in his hand, just a shot at the side.

Facts have proved that in life, if you can't resist, you still have to learn to enjoy.

The two began to take off, with tragic faces, struggling for so long to live, they didn't want to die.

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