On the other side of the battlefield, Zhu Talan fought with his two opponents "forward and back".

He impatiently pushed away a flying kick, and his opponent felt a strong shock coming from his legs, and then he fell to the side.

"I'm so annoying, don't get in the way."

Although Zhu Talan was fighting the two, his eyes were always staring at Xu Ling, and he still had time to praise him: "What a keen fighting intuition, compared with those hidden apes, this is a real test."

He punched him in the face again. This time he was really unhappy. He seemed to be completely unprepared and strangely stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm with an unexpectedly fast speed.

Click.

"Ao!!!"

The attacker's entire arm was twisted into a twist in an instant, and after being thrown out, he fell to the ground and cried in pain.

"Well, if you look at it again, this kid is not completely out of the chance. Tsk, how old is he? How could he be so keen? I have basically never seen anyone stronger than him at this age." Zhu Talan didn't take the two of them at all and muttered to himself.

this time.

Xu Ling encountered the most powerful enemy since time traveling. Not only did he have a force index of up to 2.88, he also mastered an aggressive technique. In this way, energy and mental power are no longer useless indicators. They can significantly improve the speed, accuracy and durability of controlling the flying knife.

However, he did not give up. Although his force index was completely behind, he did not mean that he could only vote.

After all, this indicator only represents the comprehensive performance of various physical functions of the warrior, but fighting does not determine the result by paper strength, otherwise there is no need to fight. You can tell the difference by reporting the number when meeting.

But it is obvious that those with low force index will inevitably fall into a disadvantage in battle. Xu Ling thought for a moment and immediately gave up the idea of ​​being head-on. If he wants to defeat his opponent, he must be smart.

So he endured the pain of his hands and feet, turned his head and drilled into the piles of wood in the camp.

"cunning!"

Tongzi snorted and quickly caught up with him.

Xu Ling ran all the way, and met several still confused victims in the middle. They looked at the running boy in horror, their faces full of incredible expressions.

"Who is that? He seems to be about the same age as us."

"I didn't see clearly."

Before they could find a result, they saw Tongzi chasing him, and they were so scared that they kept silent.

Xu Ling ran in front. He now had a strategy, which was to continue to cover up the wood pile, hide and find an opportunity to attack. Once he succeeded, he would directly punch the meat and use an airtight follow-up attack to determine the outcome.

He ran to an intersection, glanced at the left and right, and found that a pile of two or three meters high piles of wood on the side was very suitable, so he plunged in, and then looked at the way through the gaps seen by the wood, waiting for copper to come.

Soon, he saw the enemy holding a flying knife in one hand and a dagger in the other, moving forward cautiously.

"Go forward, yes, go forward."

Xu Ling thought in his heart that as long as he walked through this intersection, his back would be exposed, and then he would fly out and justice came from the sky.

But the plan could never catch up with the change, and I saw that Tongzi seemed to have some premonition, and he stopped by a few steps away.

Xu Ling cursed inwardly, and could only stay away from moving for the time being and wait for the opportunity.

But the worst case happened. Not only did Tongzi not continue to get into the trap, but instead turned his eyes and stared at a corner next to him.

"Did you see where that person went just now?"

It turned out that there was a scared young man hiding at that location. When he heard the name of Tongzi, he stood up like a sieve.

"Where are you talking about it, grass, and people?"

The young man was very scared, but Xu Ling could see from the gap that the other party knew where he was, but hesitated and obviously did not want to inform him.

But Xu Ling could see that Tongzi could do it, and he grinned and said, "You know, don't you say it, do you want to die for him?"

The man shook like a sieve, and finally couldn't hold on. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the pile of wood opposite him.

Tongzi raised his index finger to his mouth, signaling him to silence, but he slowed down and leaned over silently.

He held the dagger backwards and waited to end the bastard's life. Thinking of the sharp piercing into his body, he licked his lips excitedly, and as he approached the back of the pile of wood, he suddenly accelerated and swung the dagger and was about to penetrate it.

But the next second he found himself cheated.

There was no one in that corner.

At the same time, Xu Ling seized the opportunity. He was very grateful to the young man for resisting the pressure at the critical moment, pointing to the wrong position, allowing Tongzi to completely expose his back to himself.

"ha!!"

The short sword stabbed the enemy in the back of the heart.

As a warrior with a force index of 2.88, Tongzi forced himself to dodge at the last moment, which caused the knife to fail to accurately kill the center, but instead to fall a little.

But that's enough. Xu Ling wouldn't give him more opportunities. He just followed him with a knock on the mountain.

"puff!"

The powerful impact made Copper lie directly on the pile of wood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Xu Ling took advantage of the situation and drew out the short knife and stabbed it again.

Although Tongzi couldn't see behind him, he turned over with his combat instinct and narrowly avoided the attack.

The attack failed and the wood chips splattered, but Xu Ling did not give the enemy a chance to breathe. The vacant left arm hit another elbow, hitting the bronze cheek, and a few teeth mixed with blood and flew out of his mouth.

Just as he was about to lose, the 2.88 warrior struggled to pounce on the open space next to him, and at the same time, a handful of silver light sprinkled out of his hand.

This time, Xu Ling was prepared and no longer dodged, but used the short knife in his hand to block the three flying knives that were coming.

Wait, three?

Xu Ling thought it was not good, but saw that the remaining flying knife was not his target, but the young man who had just pretended to report the news.

"Do not!"

Although Xu Ling reminded him, the people who were deceived were all very low in force after all, so how could they avoid the rapid flying knife?

Xu Ling had no choice but to leave the insidious and cunning copper, rush out, fly over and throw the scared young man to the ground, which makes him not die on the spot.

Before Xu Ling could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a premonition that was even more dangerous than the four flying knives just now hitting his heart.

Looking sideways, I saw that the bronze selves had exhausted his last energy and shot out a hidden but unspreaded flying knife. The most amazing thing is that as soon as the knife left his hand, a layer of blazing red flame was wrapped around his body, coming fiercely, faster than the previous ones, and pulled out a burning line of fire in the dark.

Seeing the fire getting closer and closer in sight, the heat waves also hit the face layer by layer, Xu Ling's heart beat wildly.

It's over, I can't escape it.

He was lying on the ground, and he had no time to get up. He was about to be hit by the fire knife, but his firm character made him not desperate and threw the alloy knife in his hand out.

But how could the short sword without martial arts and energy be the opponent of the Flame Flying Knife? Although he had not hit it yet, he knew that that thing should not even be able to offset a few points of the offensive.

Faced with the strong threat of death, Xu Ling felt that time had been slowed down. He remembered the running under the sunset that day, which was his lost youth.

But suddenly, Xu Ling felt a flash in front of him. A person appeared out of thin air between him and the Fire Knife. It was Zhu Talan. He seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and also appeared out of thin air like the one edited in the video, which was very incongruous.

But no matter what, he just appeared unreasonably.

"Brother, be careful..." Xu Ling said in shock.

"It's okay."

Zhu Talan's tone was calm and gentle. He stretched out his right hand casually, and his fingers were together. The flames on the flying knife suddenly went out and were steadily clamped, as simple as pinching a bug.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ling was not only not relieved, but his anxious expression became stronger. He had time to say the second half of his sentence: "...Be careful of my knife."

The thrown alloy knife was stabbed unbiasedly on Zhu Talan's elbow.
Chapter completed!