Before passing through to swallow

As he deepened, An Feng saw more than one battlefield, and many warriors came.

Some battlefields have long been broken, how many warriors died in battle, desolate, and respectable.

An Feng is solemn and worried.

In this way, he had also helped prevent the group of Hundred-legged Monsters and Scorpion Monsters from coming.

Those guys who wanted to come were also called by the lord-level monster, but they were lacking in their wits, and they might have gone astray and carried them with the military squad.

During the rush, An Feng's expression changed again. Last time it was a trap of a lord-level monster, but it turned out to be three lord-level monsters. Is it one this time?

I hope so, many technologies are now much more advanced, not better than they were at the beginning, and should be explored.

Otherwise, no one can stop it, or only request the launch of a nuclear bomb from above, so it hurts people and also hurts itself. The most important thing is that it may not be really destroyed. The distance is too far, and it is difficult to absolutely lock the lord level.

Every battlefield was infected with him, and An Feng's fighting spirit became more and more ruthless, his blood exploded, pushing all the way horizontally.

"I saw such a master with my own eyes, and have fought side by side together, haha..."

"Is it okay to point your face? You were about to die, and they saved you."

"Almost."

"The lord is dead, and the victory must be ours."

One by one, they looked at An Feng's back, grateful, and morale skyrocketed.

An Feng flew, sometimes tens of meters in one leap. As he walked, he became more and more frightened. He saw that some hills were blown up, some cliffs were smoothed, and some forests were broken into new cliffs.

In the depths of the Huya Mountains, the roar continued, the Vulcan cannon missiles roared in the air from time to time, but soon disappeared again, and his heart was heavy.

"We won, we won. There is only one lord-level monster, yes, it is dead, haha..."

The cheers came from nowhere, the warriors cried from a distance with joy.

An Feng heard it too, but didn't feel much joy. The teacher was sure to do it, but he knew the teacher's body best.

A slip of smoke passed through the mountains and forests, through the ground of battle shattered, and the aftermath was cold.

"Xiaochuan, how's the teacher?" An Feng saw a town acquaintance from a distance, and followed him to the front.

"Brother." The young man was startled, his eyes were red when he saw An Feng, "Teacher, the teacher has already..."

"What, where?" An Feng said.

"Behind, I want to report first..."

An Feng went away and soon saw a group of people.

The stones are also among them. It seems that everyone is nearby, and they are not qualified to participate if they have not joined the battlefield.

Now they are all running, they are carrying the stretcher back.

"Brother." Stone cried.

An Feng walked over quickly, and the teacher was miserable.

He also had scars all over his body, but most of them were skin injuries. The teacher really didn’t have a complete place. One arm was broken, and one leg... The teacher still had a breath, but he couldn’t speak. There was a fatal wound on his neck. The breath is weak, and it is obviously powerless to survive, which is supported by the overbearing force.

At this time, An Feng truly felt the teacher's strength. Falling is not the God of War, but better than the God of War, vast and domineering.

"Brother Feng, teacher... is a role model for all our warriors, and even our benefactor after destroying that lord, but you can't stay here too much, too..." The group behind came up.

"Why are you here?" An Feng looked over. It was not someone else, but the young Situ Feng who had met before and was in distress with Jiang Qinghan's Blood Blade team.

"I came to see my girlfriend. After I came over, I heard about this. All the martial artists from Fangyuan were here. How could we not come at the right time?" Situ Feng said.

"Brother Situ, it's still Big Brother Situ and they find the saved master first."

"Brother Feng, let's go first, and pick up the military medical team in front. With so much black technology, the teacher definitely has to save..." Situ Feng said with a fist.

"Yes, yes..." Several young people in the town also said again and again, their eyes red, and they didn't want the teacher to have trouble.

Those who can stay in the town are mostly orphans, and the teachers are their relatives.

As Situ Feng and his group walked away, An Feng suddenly frowned slightly, "Stop!"

"Brother Feng, is there anything else? Just say, as long as we can help..." Situ Feng said.

"Remember to see yesterday, you still use throwing knives and plum darts?" An Feng said quietly.

Situ Feng's eyes flashed slightly, still with a sunny smile, "Hehe, little trick, sometimes some monsters have poisonous fog, I don't have enough means, so I can't get close, I can force them to run away."

"Brother Feng, you know, I like Qinghan. Qinghan has the meaning of plum blossom. I made it specially, haha, you know."

"But my teacher's fatal wound, how can there be a plum blossom dart wound, exactly like yours?" An Feng turned his head.

"Brother Feng, you can't play a joke." Situ Feng said quickly, "You...don't you suspect that I killed the teacher?"

"The teacher is the teacher of all the warriors in Fangyuan. I admire it very much. I am coming over this time and I want to visit and learn from his old man."

"I came here for the first time, and I have no grudges with the teacher... Even if I am just an intermediate fighter, how can I do it, how dare I? Brother Feng, you are making a big joke."

Stone and the others stood beside them, but they were different from before, and they did not help to speak.

If it is said that outsiders and An Feng, they are willing to believe in the latter, even if they have not been on the battlefield for a long time, they can give their backs to each other.

"It's really you!" An Feng coldly.

"Brother Feng..."

"Just for a while, you seem to naturally lower your head or turn your head, and the cold light in your eyes flashes three times, and your face changes twice... The first time you come here? You are not a nearby warrior, an intermediate warrior, so why don't you run across regions and not die? !"

If it was suspicious just now, there were no traces of plum darts at all, but there was a vague sense of something wrong, and it was basically certain now.

"It's really wrong. Your companion, or subordinate, actually has two junior fighters and one intermediate fighter."

These people covered up very well last time. It should have been discovered that he had arrived and hadn't moved. Later, he left early. He didn't pay attention, and his heart was not there before.

"Haha, haha..." Situ Feng stood up slowly, still with the same smile, but completely changed taste, became indifferent, proud, and then turned into a big laugh.

"Brother Feng, I don't even know how to admire you for being smart, observant, or stupid?" Situ Feng squinted.

"Now that you know our strength, in this barren mountain and wild ridge, you still said, hey...I still like your stupid appearance, and the second tiger rushed forward."

"The monster is dead, and the teacher has become a hero. Everyone will miss it forever, and it can inspire people to move forward. Everyone is happy, OK?"

Situ Feng shook his head with regret.

"Young Master Ben is very kind, I didn't want to kill you, and you, if you want to blame, blame him."

"Hehe, looking at you like this, I want to know how this young master did it? That's right, I can't stand it even when he kills the monster. I flew a flying knife, so handsome and cool... the old guy pays one. His face is dumbfounded." Situ Feng was playful.

"You beast, I killed you."

"Roar..." Shishi's eyes were bloodshot, and they rushed up frantically.

Situ Feng stood, mockingly sneered, with no intention of stepping forward, even his men had no plans to meet the enemy.

call!The next moment, Situ Feng was surrounded by six plum darts, hanging in the air.

Although there is speculation, although furious, An Feng has been observing and waiting.

Now that his strength has improved, he can see the strength of those subordinates, but Situ Feng is still like an intermediate fighter, at most the peak of an intermediate fighter, there should be nothing wrong.

The opponent was so self-confident that he even dared to attack and kill the God of War, and even succeeded. He wanted to rely on it a little, because it turned out to be a spiritual teacher.

"Don't worry, you will all become heroes, um, martyrs." Situ Feng smiled, and the plum dart roared through the air.

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