Defiant Martial God Chapter 43: Hunter’s conspiracy
"Roar." The man rushed out with a roar and turned around with a sword.
But the others attacked first, one step faster than him. After the knife in the back drew a long blood on his back, the attacker jumped away quickly, avoiding the assassinated sword.
"Wei Mian, you are mean." The injured teenager stared at a dark-faced sinister teenager who attacked him, and the angry fire in his eyes was burning.
The boy named Wei Mian laughed, "Hey, hey," "What is mean, Master Song said, you can use any method and means. You are injured now, obediently hand over the token, I will spare you not to die."
"Hum, want tokens, there is a kind of you come to get?" are all fledgling teenagers, who are afraid of who fights for their lives.
"The token is mine, die!" A sword light fell suddenly, tearing the injured teenager's body, blood splashed, the token fell to the ground, and the person fell.
When the man fell down, he didn’t lie on the ground for long, then he submerged under the ground, fell out of the phantom, and slammed onto the battle platform below.
The crowd below sees clearly what happened above. I didn’t expect that one person fell at the beginning, and died of fratricidal killing. This inevitably caused people to tremble and make them feel this time. Wu Kao is cruel and bloody.
"Son." A middle-aged man screamed angrily and rushed to the battle platform, hugging the fallen teenager's body and wept bitterly. At the same time, those terrifying eyes stared up at the murderer above the phantom array, bursting into the sky with a murderous murder.
In the above, Qin Zhao shot just now and took the token.
Qin Zhao was in the early stages of entry. He was the peak of his first mirror and was injured again, so he couldn't help Qin Zhao's fierce blow.
"Wu Kao battlefield, life and death, no blame for others, death is dead, hug your son's body and roll!" Master Song surnamed an indifferent voice to the middle-aged man.
"You, you--." The middle-aged man was grieved and angry, and his anger was burning, but no matter how angry he was, he couldn't fight these people at all. He could only hold his son with deep resentment. The body left silently.
In the above, Qin Zhao obtained a waiver token, and Lu Wushuang immediately rushed up and grabbed the token in his hand. "This one is for me, you can grab another one."
"Uh." Qin Zhao nodded, looking at the other two boys with tokens.
One of these two teenagers was in the early stage of entry, and the other was the peak of the first mirror. Obviously, Qin Yu’s eyes were locked on the teenager at the peak of the first mirror.
"Hand over the token, otherwise, die!" The voice was overbearing, indifferent, and oppressed by death.
The man knew that it could not be Qin Zhao’s opponent, thinking that the person just now had been murdered by Qin Zhao, and finally he gritted his teeth and threw the token out, "Okay, for you."
Qin Zhao took the token, hummed with pride, and pulled up Lu Wushuang's hand: "Let's go."
The two immediately walked out of the hall and disappeared into the mountains outside.
The three of them looked at each other, and the insidious young boy Wei Mian wanted to win a token. Unfortunately, the young man with the token was in the early stage of entry. He didn’t have the guts to grab it, so he had to talk about leaving. And stepped out of the hall.
The remaining two of them did not say anything, and stepped out of the hall.
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Outside, in the mountains, Qin Yu walked on a mountain road, alertly perceiving the movement around him. It was quiet all around, only the nameless knowing of the cry, and the sound of cold wind blowing through the treetops.
Can this phantom array be so realistic, like the real world? Being able to make the phantom array so realistic is not unusual for his knowledge. What is strange is that the warrior in this place is so low-level, how can he achieve such a realistic phantom array.
Also, in the main palace of the city, the two mirrors that opened the phantom array, the treasures of that level are extraordinary, and they should definitely not be able to be obtained by the two warriors who are not in the area.
What’s even more strange is that in the past years, the martial arts examinations were all directly on the battle platform. Why did this year have such a phantom array? What is the reason?
"Hiss."
"Ah!"
As Qin Yu was full of thoughts and thoughts, a screaming cry came from the hillside ahead.
Someone was killed? I don't know which one was the bad luck.
Qin Yu's footsteps stopped, and at the next moment, he was flying like a wind, and flew away to the place where the scream came.
Covering a small hill, on the half slope, he saw a corpse, which fell to the ground, slowly submerging under the ground, and soon disappeared.
Looking at the disappeared body, Qin Yu's eyes flashed a puzzled light. The dead man was a teenager, but not the twelve teenagers who came in from Lausanne.
There are other people here, how is it possible?
Qin Yu frowned, feeling vaguely unusual in his heart. He remembered that when the illusion started, there were only twelve teenagers who could qualify to enter here, and he broke in by himself.
"Hey, another one."
Qin Yu was wondering, and a murky voice rang behind him. He turned suddenly, and saw that in the jungle behind, he came out wearing the same black boy, but their faces were distinct, one white face and one black face. Both of them exuded a strong **** smell, which shows that they killed many people.
In the early days of entry, both were.
Qin Yu's eyes were slightly stagnant, and he took a step back. His eyes were fixed on the two who came over, his eyes cold.
"It's another peak of the first mirror. It's boring. It's boring." The black-faced boy walking in front stared at Qin Yu with a trace of disappointment on his face, "Brother Bai, the one I killed just now, this one Here you are."
"Okay, since Brother Black is not interested, then let me solve it. It’s better than nothing. Hey." The white-faced boy walked forward with a smile, holding a folding fan in his hand.
"Who are you?" Qin Yu stared at them calmly, with a cold voice in his mouth.
"You are a dead man asking so much?" The black-faced boy sneered, and Qin Yu was destined to be a dead man in his eyes.
"Brother Black, for the sake of adding a firefly to us, telling us some information to him is okay, so that he can understand it." The white-faced boy took a smile with a smile.
"Firefly?" Qin Yu's eyes were cold and he felt something in his heart.
"Yes, if you kill you, we will get a firefly. Of course, it doesn't make sense to tell you that, as long as you know, you are dead in the hands of the hunter." White face teenager When the words fell, the fan in his hand spread out, "Dead!"
The unfolding fan is like a sharp blade, rotating and cutting fast, chopping towards Qin Yu's body, the speed is amazingly fast.
"Phantom of the Cloud Trace." Qin Yu's body turned into a phantom and disappeared, leaving only a residual image in place. The rotating fan cut on the residual image and cut off the residual image. If his speed is a little slower, it will not be the afterimage, but the real person.
"Huh?"
Obviously, both of them were a little surprised that Qin Yu could escape this trick. I never thought that Qin Yu could have such a fast speed.
"Brother Bai be careful, you are behind." the black-faced boy watching the battle shouted.
"Yin Feng erodes the bones of the palm, die!" Qin Yu quickly flashed to the back, bursting out with a violent Yin Qi.
"Hum, don't control yourself." The white-faced boy disdainfully snorted and turned back with a palm. Although he came out with a palm, the speed was not slow, and he directly met the palm that Qin Yubo came over.
"Bang."
Both palms made a muffled sound to the boom, and they couldn't help but step back a few steps.
"What?" The young boy in black watching the battle looked stagnant, and there was a trace of surprise on his face. Qin Yu, a first-time mirror warrior, drove the "inbound" white-faced boy back. This...
"Yes, you are qualified to fight me." The white-faced boy stood on his heels and his face changed slightly.
Qin Yu's mouth sneered out of evil spirits, "Unfortunately, you are no longer qualified to fight Ben Ben, let's look at your hand."
The white-faced boy stunned and reacted violently. The pain of erosion was immediately heard in his hand. At first glance, his face changed greatly, and fear instantly hit every cell in his body. His hands were being corroded in a black air, and the speed was surprisingly fast. In a flash, half of his arms were swallowed by the black air, and quickly eroded upwards.
"Ah, save me!"
At this moment, the white-faced boy had lost the domineering just now and screamed for help in panic.
"Brother Bai, let me help you, cut off your arm." The black-faced boy shouted, turned into a black hurricane, and rushed to the white-faced boy with a dark knife in his hand. Toward the white-faced boy swiftly fell.
"Ah--." The screaming tears shrieked the sky, echoing in this mountain forest for a long time.
The white-faced boy was lying on the ground, looking at the broken edge of his chest, his eyes were unbelievable. He slowly raised his head, his eyes gradually loosening staring at the black-faced boy in front of him, the knife on the black-faced boy's hand was still bleeding.
"You, you..., why is this?"
The black-faced boy smiled and smiled, "Brother, you can go with peace of mind, the fireflies you got, including yours, belong to me."
"You...!" At this moment, the white-faced boy finally understood the purpose of the black-faced boy, his eyes roared with rage, and his tone was full of resentment, "You, you are not good... die!" After the last dead word, he also swallowed completely ~IndoMTL.com~ became a corpse.
As soon as the white-faced boy died, the black-faced boy rushed up without hesitation and slapped a palm on the position of the white-faced boy Dan Tian. Suddenly, dozens of red, green, white, gray, like fireflies Something flew out of the white-faced boy Dan Tian.
When the black-faced boy saw these red, green, and green "fireflies", his eyes showed greedy eyes and excitedly opened his mouth. When he sucked, all the red, green and green things were sucked into his mouth. .
Is that the so-called "firefly"?
Qin Yu has been watching silently beside him. He has not launched an attack or escaped. He wants to see what is going on. After reading what the black-faced boy did, he had already guessed a little bit of eyebrows in his own experience of his two lives.
This imaginary battlefield is definitely not made by people from the two royal cities of Song and Wu with two mirrors. This imaginary battlefield is not over the main palace of the city of Lausanne. There is only an entrance. The two mirrors are The key to the entrance to this battlefield. Someone else must have opened the entrance in the same way and entered this battlefield.
Maybe, the so-called Wu Kao battlefield is a big conspiracy. Those so-called elite players are just sent in to die.
It can also be said that this is a game, a game of hunters, and those Wu Kao players are sad prey.
Of course, if those players can survive in the hands of the hunters, it also proves their strength and can qualify for the decisive battle against the king city. From this point of view, I have to say that this is a good way to select elites, but this approach is too cruel and insidious.
Who is going to do this, the king of the city?
PS: Due to work reasons, the update time is adjusted to 8:00 am, and there is no time to go to work after 8 o'clock. I will change more when there is time. Thank you for your understanding.