Heaven Awakening Path

After scolding, the whole mountain forest was silenced again, except that unknown birds occasionally flew in and out, screaming twice.

The sanitary wellbeing beneath the tree trunk is a little confused at this time.

The head of the arrow god, that must be Nightingale. But that fussy argument just now really doesn't seem like the kind of temperament that the Nightingale was supposed to have in his mind. Several voices are also a bit naive, obviously not very old, the gender composition of three men and one woman, instantly gave the health mind a count.

How dare you, kid!

Weikang was a little angry. They were still looking for these kids to settle their bills. I didn't expect them to voluntarily ambush the main city. As for the guy named Arrow God, there's no way to tell if he's really fake. But just because you can avoid that arrow, you don't have to be too afraid.

Wei Kang smiled coldly. The behavior of a few teenagers seemed to him to be extremely childish. The ambush was well arranged, but unfortunately it was not possible to take hold of itself with one blow, so then, it is not easy to say who will take the initiative.

Wei Kang revisited his bad situation. He doesn't just follow Wai Zhong with tea and guess what the master thinks. He would never have been the head of the twelve most trusted guards of Wei Zhong had he not always been the most outstanding in accomplishing the various kinds of matters that Wei Zhong described.

Health has carried out a variety of tasks and experienced a variety of scenes.

The boundaries and powers of power are only a part of the determinants of victory and defeat. Environment, experience, decisions, emotions… can all be determinants.

Lupin, even though there are invisible boundaries, rare bloodlines, strong and transverse powers, but they are only a few kids after all. With their big enemies still grunting and chirping, Wellcome doesn't see how difficult they can be.

Had it not been for the sound of reprimand besides them, if it had not been known in the intelligence that someone like Truman was with them, and if it had not been for the arrow god suspected of the nightingale, Weikang would not have even been afraid to confront them.

But there are obviously other players in the other party's line-up, so that he has to continue to act with caution. The next step is to take advantage of the environment that the other person has deliberately created, to hide themselves well, and then break each other down one by one. The fury of those kids will definitely make them blossom, and Wickham is convinced.

So first……

Weikang had looked in one direction and was about to move this way, and suddenly there was another voice coming from the silent mountain forest.

“Here it is.” A voice said.

What's here?

Weikang hastily stashed off the steps he was about to take, and the opponent seemed to have something new to do, so you might want to look at it a little longer.

As he followed closely, Weikang felt the shadow shaking over his head, and then he had a hand sticking out of the gap between the two staggered trunks, pointing at him and saying, "Isn't that right? ”

There was a head squeezed into the gap, staring at the stunned face of Wycorn, nodded and said, "It's here, I see it. ”

exposed?!

Even with that face looking at him and that finger pointing at him right in front of him, Wickham is still somewhat incredible that it's true.

He has experience, he is imminent, he quickly observes the environment and makes decisions and finds a hiding place he thinks is very reliable and will never be easily discovered by his opponents.

But how long has this been going on?

Without any search moves, the other party seemed to have straightforward discovery of his whereabouts in such chirping nonsense.

Experience?

Decisions?

Hidden abilities?

Hidden skills?

Together with the confidence of Hyakung, it's all broken!

There are high men in the other line!

He can only judge by this, he does not know who he is, he does not know how to find him so quickly, he only knows that there is no room for him to spin at the moment, the only option he has exposed is desperation.

Weikang, beneath the trunk of the leaning tree, rushed out and instantly grabbed the staggered gap, whether it was the face or the hand, he wanted to smash it with this blow.

Weikang's fist burst out.

Super fast decision, super fast speed.

The hand, the face, didn't seem to be able to react.

Fist has arrived, wrapped in the power of health. But there was wind at the front end of the fist, passing between that hand and that face, drilled a hole in the force of the fist!

But the fist is not blocked by this, and the fist can still move forward, but this sharp wind diamond will never stop. Fist can hit that face, that finger, but it can also be drilled by the wind.

Both defeats were injured, but Weikang did not withdraw, nor could he.

One hand, another hand, and a face, for the money! More importantly, he has to smoothly open a path.

Fist!

Flesh and blood.

He scrapped one hand, and someone else scrapped the other.

And the face that was so bombarded, most likely took away a life.

It's worth it!

Weikang chewed his teeth and endured the heartache coming from his hands, his arms swinging aside.

His hands were scrapped, but the wind kept drilling, and he couldn't even put his whole arm in like this.

The wind drilled through the flesh of his fist and rubbed his arm over him, but followed him closely and saw that the other hand was complete and still pointed at him; the other face was also complete, still like saying: here, I see.

Flying flesh, just his flesh, his flesh.

Break!

The name of the alien came to his mind, and the intelligence brought back by Weiyang mentioned that the young man named Sifan of Windstroke Academy, when the essence penetrated, actually mastered the fracture.

He knows that, and he hasn't forgotten that.

But when did you break it?

The finger of that hand?

No, after that, there was that face poking out and talking, and the breaks were never triggered at that moment.

Weikang has not figured out, the face, the hand, because the broken memories left in his brain began to break, in the broken memories, flying out an arrow, fast, sharp, but silent.

Arrow God's Arrow?

The other side defined it this way, but Weikang avoided an arrow from the start, so he didn't feel as terrible as legendary, and he didn't even think it would be the real Arrow God.

But at this point, it doesn't matter whether it's the Arrow God or not. Importantly, the arrow that suddenly flew out of his broken memory, he couldn't hide, and by the time he saw it, the arrow had plunged fast into his throat.

Blood poured out, consciousness quickly began to blur, and Hyakon knew that he was finished.

Jubilee...

Though it is too late to write, at least one message must be sent, and the city owner's house must not even know its own death message, which can have a huge impact.

A little flying bug flew out of Weikang's sleeve. Through the crevices of the trunk, you have to fly out.

Pā!

Crisp applause, hearing the healthy mind is palpitations.

“The head of the twelve guards of the Gorge Peak, there will be sound bugs, no surprise.” One said.

Not a drop of water can leak out, it is still a nightingale...

Already fallen, Weikang looked at the gap between the tree trunks above, carrying many insolubles, and died without meditation.

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A little late!