Before passing through to swallow

"Haha, come again next time." An Feng laughed and went away at a very fast speed. At the same time, a huge boulder flew back, blocking the bloodthirsty tank pig that was chasing behind.

This is the middle-level beast-level he has encountered again, with thick skin, and his guns are hard to break.

An Feng enjoyed the extreme speed of the wind, getting faster and faster, with only an afterimage, a smog flashing into the town ahead.

At 90 meters per second, he has reached the threshold speed of the warlord class. Although the tank pig behind is a beast general, its speed is not as good as him.

The lifeblood is tough, the whole body is very coordinated, and it is fully evolved, which is the most significant for the speed increase.

It's a pity that his strength is still worse, less than 8000 kilograms, he is not considered a warlord.

"Huh?" An Feng stopped suddenly and looked at the front coldly.

The town, like other places, looked dilapidated and deserted, and there were actually many people.

Suddenly came out, with cold weapons and hot weapons, surrounded him on three sides.

"Who are you?" the other side shouted.

"Who are you again!" An Feng squinted. He found that these people are not weak. There are many warriors. They are adventure teams, but they are not like them. Moreover, the adventure teams he encountered before often have one or two. An ordinary warrior would be good.

"Are you an adventurer?" Seeing only An Feng on the other side, he relaxed a little.

An Feng was indifferent and did not respond.

"Tell him what you are doing, take it first and then say it." Someone said.

In an instant, the figure staggered, and the person who wanted to do it rushed out and turned out again, and several other warriors shot together, all backing away.

"I'm here." The ears rumbling, the ground rumbling, a big man trampled over, seemingly unhappy, the last moment was ten meters away with his fist, the next moment a huge fist has arrived in front of him, the air pressure, human-shaped tyrannosaurus.

An Feng's eyes were sharp, he did not advance and retreated, raising his hand but also punching out.

An instant collision caused dust to fly, An Feng retreated three steps to stabilize, and the big man only took one step back.

Shaking his numb hand, An Feng moved forward in a hurry. This was the first time he had encountered a top expert.

He didn't shrink back, aroused the boundless fighting spirit, it was just a test.

The big man also stepped forward again, full of oppression, and his fists roared.

This time, An Feng didn't face it hard. Although his bloodline was tough, he was comprehensive and more flexible. He was tall and big, with bulging muscles. He was extremely good at strength at first sight, and he felt it.

"Huh?" An Feng was astonished. At first glance, this reckless man had developed limbs and a simple mind. He actually mastered the martial arts?

As far as the punch came, the pressure made him unable to dodge.

This is still different from his martial arts. He has realized it by himself, and feels that the big man is natural and does not have so many skills. It is a little natural, and he can reduce it for ten times.

An Feng's eyes were bright, he naturally avoided, but he was also affected.

For a time, the two played against each other, a humanoid tyrannosaurus trampling on the four directions, extremely mighty, one with countless afterimages, in the dusty blur, there were countless afterimages in a trance, each of them confronted the enemy with different moves, extremely fierce.

As for the other people around, they couldn't get in, and the heat weapons were also lowered to prevent them from hurting themselves.

After a long time, they also realized that An Feng was only one person, and should have inadvertently broken in, and did not kill anyone.

Of course, they were the same, and they didn't make any brutal attacks at first.

bump!Soon, the big man retired, trampling still trying to stabilize, retreating once and for all, and then turned out even more.

"Well, Stone, you are defeated." I don't know when to start, an old monk walked from inside.

"Teacher." The big man got up and scratched his head. He didn't feel angry. He didn't seem to be injured much, but he was embarrassed.

An Feng felt that his skin was thicker than the bloodthirsty tank pig before, and his hands hurt.

An Feng is also observing the incoming people. The old monk is kind and kind, very peaceful, making people feel like a spring breeze, and naturally calm.

The old monk's face was still a little pale, and the old man looked bad. He didn't know how to martial arts, but he always felt inexplicable.

"Amitabha, young man, please don't get me wrong, we have no malice," the old monk said.

"I offended." An Feng said lightly.

"Haha, it's okay, young people, it's a good thing to communicate more." The old monk smiled, "You are very good, very good."

"Forgot to introduce, Lao Na Wuchen, this is Shiyan, we are all called Shishi, and a few of them are young people who were originally nearby. They gathered together to help people around them resist some monsters."

"What do you call the young man?" The old monk also spoke casually.

"An Feng."

"Somehow came here?"

"I don't have a home anymore. I wander around and sharpen my martial arts."

"Amitabha Buddha, kindness is kindness... your injury is not light, if you don't dislike it, come and rest with us."

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness, no more." An Feng finished speaking, and walked away.

After too much experience, he is used to being alone.

"Very vigorous, and stalwart is close to turning a knife, but...too cold." The old monk said softly as he watched him.

"Why are you leaving, I still need him to continue to learn." Dahan Shiyan scratched his head and said.

An Feng did not go far, and found a room in a run-down building on the side of the town, where he could rest and recover from his injuries.

The town is very big, although some people are still very dilapidated, many of them are deserted, like many seen on the road before, except that the villages and towns on the road are basically empty for a long time, there are still here, and it seems that it is not weak.

Looking outside through the window, the wolf smoke beast roared and couldn't see clearly from far away.

He also understood now that those people were supposed to be guarding their certain line of defense. He rushed too fast, and suddenly broke in, causing a misunderstanding.

The strength here is not weak, Fangyuan should be somewhat famous, and the Martial Arts Adventure Team should know that they will not be so reckless, he does not know this.

An Feng's guess is also inseparable.

The old monk, calmly thinking, felt that he could not use martial arts, but just contact, the hostility that caused him to come back from the killing was calmed a lot.

Is it the natural and peaceful atmosphere of worshipping Buddha more, or what?

Those young people are quite respected. The strongest man Shiyan is also called his teacher.

Teacher, not a master, master, what do you call it?

He shook his head and met by the water, An Feng stopped thinking about it, healed his breath and healed his wounds, absorbed the cosmic energy, and walked his own way firmly.

Early in the morning, the fundus of An Feng's slumbering eyes disappeared in the house.

Jumping from the top of the building, sometimes kicking a few monsters, quickly reached the western edge of the town.

However, there are many monsters attacking the town below. The young people of yesterday used various means to stop. The big man Shiyan rushed to the front, carrying a big iron rod, the most brave, and often hit a group of monsters with a stick.

An Feng looked at him lightly, and slowly, his eyes became brighter.

On the way, he has also seen martial artists, who are good at everything, but many of them are actually at the same level of martial arts. At this stage, there is no systematic learning and exchange. Most of them are expanding and exploring by themselves and learning from each other.

These young people are different, each of them has their own specialties, quite subtle, and many make him shine.

He is also learning and exploring.

Yesterday, I didn't feel it. It was because he was high in realm. He let it go and didn't give them time.

Although a group of people are injured, they are in order and there is no danger. Obviously they often fight like this.

Two people fought with the monster downstairs, suddenly shouted, and slammed their weapons toward An Feng.

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