"Well, my magician is not capable, so I can only bless you by one person. If you can kill solo, I will give you 30%!" The commander gritted his teeth and made a big deal.

"Thirty percent? You are really bold too!" Chen Feng smacked.

After all, the main force against the super-giant monsters was the East Dragon Hunting Group, and the number of sacrifices reached more than a dozen people.

Most of the flesh and blood of this monster had to be used to soothe people's hearts, and could be used as only part of the group's finances, and this group leader actually gave himself 30% directly!

It should be that Chen Feng is good at strength and want to win...

"You don't need 30%, you can do it once." Chen Feng said, refusing him tactfully.

Just when the monster shot his tongue again, Chen Feng didn't cut off his tongue, but pierced the tongue with double knives, and quickly approached with the monster retracting his tongue.

Hitchhiking!

The head of the Donglong Hunting Group stood in place with a green face, looking at Chen Feng who was going away, his eyes narrowed slightly.

But soon, he sighed, and started to fight the monster's tongue again.

In any case, Chen Feng also helped him. Although he had to share some benefits, he could effectively prevent more deaths of insiders.

If only relying on the East Dragon Hunting Group, he would not be able to deal with this monster. In the end, he still had to ask other hunting groups for help, and more than one would have to be separated.

As for Chen Feng...If you don't want to join, don't you want to join. It's good to make a good bond.

Although there was Chen Feng on his tongue, it still only took two seconds to retract.

Chen Feng saw the timing and jumped off his tongue, and the double knives pierced directly into the monster's skin.

Its skin did not bleed after being pierced. It should have only pierced the epidermis without hurting the dermis.

Chen Feng's position was not good, and his current position was the monster's front shoulder.

"This position is not good, get it on the back." Chen Feng gritted his teeth.

Chen Feng walked up slowly with a knife as his foot.

The monster's body was too big, and it didn't even notice that it had crawled on a small bug silently.

The East Dragon Hunting Group's attacks continued, and the few magicians had already squandered their magic power, retreated outside the battlefield and began to drink medicine and meditate to restore their magic power.

The archer has shot all the ordinary arrows into the air, and backed up to wait for the commander of the regiment.

The other melee personnel were exhausted against the monster's tongue and the cut meat, and it seemed so far away to kill the monster.

Several other hunting groups have been waiting for the Donglong hunting group to ask for help. As long as the group leader asks for help, they can immediately join the battlefield.

But they are the real greed. If the leader of the Donglong hunting group asks for help, the monster's flesh and blood must be divided at least 50%, or the least.

But if they don't ask for help, they will sit back and watch the East Dragon Hunting Group all die, and then discuss taking over.

This kind of thing happened much more in Desperate Town. The fact that there is some order here does not mean that this is really a legal society.

The Donglong Hunting Group gritted its teeth, hesitating whether to trust Chen Feng.

The monster suddenly roared up to the sky, and jumped up high off the ground.

"That's...what's going on?" The head of the Donglong hunting group stared blankly at the monster that jumped up suddenly.

Before this, he didn't know that the monster was not a frog that couldn't jump, but why did it jump up suddenly?Have been beaten for ten minutes and haven't seen it jump?

"Is it hurt?" His eyes flashed, and he reacted."Coffin Bearer!"

At the moment, the monster's back.

Chen Feng has put away "killing" and "tyranny", and for the second time in his life put "killing gods" into actual combat.

The first actual combat was in Europe when facing the artificial corpse dragon in the Tomb of Martoba.

Turn the time back to 30 seconds ago.

Chen Feng changed hands flexibly and quickly climbed onto the monster's back.

The monster may sense something on its body, but its eyes are on the top of its head and it cannot see its armpits.

Chen Feng put the double knives into the bracelet, and then pulled out "Killing God".

The violent three-hundred-kilogram shield sword made it impossible for people like Chen Feng who could be called brute force to use it with one hand.

However, this weapon can break the monster's epidermis to reach the dermis.

Using the special barbs under the shoes to stand firm on the monster, Chen Feng held knives in both hands, rushed to the top of the monster's head and slashed its other eye.

The eyes exploded again. I don't know if he is blind, but it must be painful.

It jumped directly into the air because of severe pain.

Chen Feng slashed into the monster's body and fixed himself on the monster with a sharp hammerhead.

The roar almost shattered Chen Feng's eardrums. Fortunately, Chen Feng, who had had this experience, knew that he could not close his mouth and open his mouth.

The rich yellow liquid splashed on the back when the monster fell, hitting Chen Feng.

Fortunately, the Donglong Hunting Group had not given up on him, he still carried the shield of a magician, perfectly separating those liquids comparable to aqua regia.

The monster landed, and the huge shock made everyone in Desperate Town feel obvious shock, and the roar almost resounded in Desperate Town!

The hurricane that it brought when it landed almost blew away all the people around it. It seemed to have eyesight, and it turned around in anger.

It spit out its tongue again, this time more than twenty tongues!

The people who had survived the hurricane around just slowed down, and a tongue was on the face. They died tragically on the spot, and the magician who applied magic to Chen Feng was on the line.

A drop of yellow liquid was sprayed on Chen Feng's face, and it corroded to the bones instantly.

"Fuck!" Chen Feng was not a stone, and the sharp pain instantly made him tremble.

Chen Feng looked at the monster under him, and finally knew what it meant to be difficult to ride a tiger.

The monster has gone mad now, his tongue aimlessly slaps his surroundings as tentacles, and he must die miserably...

If you don't go down, wait until the monster regains its sanity and realizes that the attack came from the body, and it will also be dead.

If you kill this monster now, its blood will definitely corrode itself to the point where there is no bone left...

The black mist enveloped Chen Feng silently, and Chen Feng, who was surrounded by the power of Nirvana, thought quickly.

How to do?How to do?How to do?

Go on, Bo's lifeline?

Just wait for death silently?

Killed this monster, in exchange for life?

Do not!He Chen Feng can't die here!Shinozaki Ayumi is still waiting for him to go back!

If there is no such damn corrosive blood!This monster has long been slaughtered by Chen Feng!

Chen Feng gritted his teeth.

If the blood can be isolated... if the red blood line is still there... Chen Feng is full of unwillingness.

Did you just die in the first battle in Beihai?

At the same time, the head of the East Dragon Hunting Group was also full of unwillingness.

Why is it a rare corrosive species?Even the type of drama should not be so embarrassing!

Is it because of the off-site assistance that gets the chance to eat alone like this?

He is not reconciled...He has died so many people, and in the end he still has to make the peach pickers cheaper...