A whistling sound suddenly tightened. While Chen Fuyun used the Ghost Shadow Triple Slash, he also shot an extremely domineering Bajiquan with the flow.

The fist wind rang out in his ears, and in his low-key and luxurious eyes, a flesh fist was gradually enlarging.

The low-key and luxurious body suddenly hurt, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, his eyes glared at Chen Fuyun with great reluctance, and then his body slowly softened.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Chen Fuyun didn't care that he was already in a state of dying blood at this moment, and he looked up at the sky and gasped heavily.

The rain that had been on and off all night had also stopped, and there was a faint light in the sky. In a few hours, the rising sun was about to rise.

Chen Fuyun calmed down a little, then stood up, picked up a small dark green dagger on low-key and she turned around and picked up the other things that exploded under the bodies.

"seemingly……"

"One is missing." Chen Fuyun's eyes turned slightly after finishing the mess. Although he did not hear any abnormality, his spiritual sense, which was far beyond ordinary people, still noticed a trace of abnormality. He suddenly turned around, and a cold light immediately came through his chest.

A dark dagger was shooting at Chen Fuyun's heart quickly!

Chen Fuyun turned around like a whirlwind, retreated slightly, avoiding the lightning-fast sword, then walked forward, and his body did not retreat but advanced, and his index finger and middle finger formed one finger, flying towards the sneak attacker who was bullied with a dagger.

The person who came was the Ye Zizhu who had originally talked with a low-key and luxurious person in the air. He held a dagger about three inches long in his hand. The dagger blade shone coldly, and the dark dagger blade was vaguely blood-red glossed around it. It was obviously a poisonous blade that had been tempered by severe poison. If you don't take action, you will have to kill people with one move.

Ye Zizhu looked cold, and the dagger in his hand fell from the sky like a divine weapon, stabbing directly at Chen Fuyun's heart.

But when he saw Chen Fuyun's eyes as dark as ink without any emotional fluctuations, his heart suddenly shrank.

Ye Zizhu hardly saw how Chen Fuyun drew his sword, and he could not imagine how this man named Falling Star could escape a sneak attack he had killed in an instant, and then kill him in an instant.

All this came too suddenly. Until Ye Zizhu's short sword was almost three inches close to Chen Fuyun's heart, he had already discovered that he could no longer move a little. A stream of life was quickly passing through the wound on his chest that could hardly see clearly.

"I didn't want to kill anyone, but you bully people too much." Chen Fuyun gently held the hilt of the Tai Chi sword, and used a little force to pull the blade away from Ye Zizhu's chest.

After a while, when the rising sun rose from the east, a figure slowly walked out of the sunlight in the depths of the jungle of Modang Mountain.

...

The sky is raining in the empty mountains and the weather is slightly cool.

The bleak chill, with a quiet and cool atmosphere, descended between this vast forest after the new rain, bringing a unique winter beauty to this lush and lush ancient Demonic Mountains.

The first sun is in the sky.

A light golden light pierces into the dense forest, dispelling the mist that envelopes the mountains and forests in the morning. The sunlight is warm and projects on the slightly muddy ground, revealing footprints of varying depths.

In the deep and quiet dense forest, a young man in black brocade armor, carrying a three-foot black sword, walked slowly among the woods with a footprint.

The temperature in the forest is fresh and cool, and the air is rich in misty water vapor, without the intention of being hot and dry.

But at this time, the boy's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the sweat dripped down the boy's forehead, wet between his temples and cheeks.

He was seriously injured, and although it was not fatal, it had a serious impact on him. Although the battle did not last long, it was actually a bloody battle and he was almost dead.

Depending on his current state, he may kill him if he encounters a wild monster at will.

However, Chen Fuyun's gains were extremely rich in this battle. From the bodies of more than a dozen hidden killers, Chen Fuyun found a lot of valuable equipment.

This gain is also the price they should pay to chase them!

Chen Fuyun walked forward a few steps, leaned under a tree branch and gasped for a few heavy breaths, calmed down, silently used his spiritual power, forcibly suppressed the injuries on his body, and then stood up and slowly walked towards the periphery of Modang Mountain.

...

Time in the mountains, the fingertips flowed, and in three or four hours, it quickly passed quietly as Chen Fuyun rested while walking out of the mountain.

When the early morning sun broke through dawn, Chen Fuyun finally found a clear outline of the town built against the mountain when he was tilting his neck.

A long distance from Chen Fuyun could see that there was a curling smoke rising from the quiet town in the morning, and the small town of Qingshan.

In just seven or eight hundred meters, Chen Fuyun deliberately accelerated his pace, he was walked in just four or five minutes. When his figure appeared in this bustling town built against the mountain, the sun was warm.

...

The time in the game is early morning. In reality, it happens to be early morning. Chen Fuyun, who had been fighting in the Warcraft Mountains for a whole day, felt a little tired. After arriving at the town, he handed over the task of killing the Qingyan Manghu and went offline to rest.

No words all night.

Early the next morning, a ringtone of a cell phone to cut chickens woke Chen Fuyun up from his hazy spring dream. Chen Fuyun, who was disturbed by the dream, picked up the phone and fed it weakly.

"Hey! Xiaowu, are you dead?" A voice full of energy and old-fashioned but extremely familiar came from the other end of the phone. Although Chen Fuyun was confused, he still knew that it was Gao Fei's call to him at first.

"I'm not dead yet. Brother Fei, you called me early in the morning and asked me this?" Chen Fuyun heard his low growl, and Xingnong's sleepiness subsided a lot, and he smiled at the other end.

"It's good that you're not dead. Where are you hiding now? Your brother has formed the strongest King Guild in the Fighting God, and lacks a vice president. If you are still alive, just give me some good words and will you hang out with me?" Gao Fei shouted at Chen Fuyun on the other end of the phone.

"The Strongest King Guild?" Chen Fuyun jumped up from the bed, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Chapter completed!