Chapter 2345: Wildebeest

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Looking at the six-level hunter in front of him, the top of the malt's pretty face, there are panic and horror.
The sixth-level hunter is also an old man, dressed in a black robe, with an old face. He looks at the malt and says in a hoarse voice: "Miss, I am sorry."
His eyes are heavy, the murder is surging, and there is a slight apology. The long sword in his hand is lifted high, and when the situation is about to squat.
Shield and others were trapped and could not help. Even if you can come in time, you can't change anything. At the fourth level, they will only be killed in an instant when they are against the top six.
"Roar!"
A roar, the saber-toothed tiger, who had just been stunned, rushed over and rushed to the sixth-level hunter.
"puff!"
The saber-toothed tiger, still in the air, was put on the head by a sword. Only three levels of it can face the sixth level.
"call out!"
The sound of the emptiness sounded, a black light went to the sixth-level hunter, and the other side of the purple scorpion shot.
After the shot, his back thunder is also vibrating, and instantly shows that the thunder and lightning have passed away, rushing toward the direction of malt.
At the fourth level, he is hard to deal with the five-level hunters, and he has only one dead end for the sixth level. But he promised the Mai Butler, and he also received a reward for energy crystallization, and he must help at this moment.
The six-level hunter reached out and the palm of his hand flashed, blocking the black light.
"Hey!"
Black light flexibly changes direction and launches attacks from the other side.
But it didn't work at all. The six-level hunter stretched out on the palm of his hand, emitting a bright light. The light seemed to contain a strong attraction, and he even sucked the flying knife.
"It turns out that you are relying on this little thing." The flying knife fell into the other's hands, and the six-level hunter looked at the flying knife and smiled coldly.
As a six-level hunter, it is enough to control the audience, no one can help him.
Malt seems to have seen this as well, has already accepted the fate, did not take the opportunity to escape. Even if you run, you can't run away. You know that the other party is level 6, and she is only four.
At this moment, the malt seems to be lost, and the eyes staring at the six-level hunter seem to have suffered some kind of blow. The previous panic is missing from the pretty face, full of incredible.
The sword was pulled from the head of the saber-toothed tiger. Before the six-level hunter turned around, the flying knife in his hand was thrown out.
"puff!"
The flying knife went straight to the purple scorpion, and in the layered phantom, found the true body of the purple sable, d wore the shoulders of the purple scorpion, and the energy contained in it blasted the purple scorpion out.
This is the power of the six-level hunter. The purple scorpion is not dead at the last minute. He regained control of the flying knife and made it change direction slightly.
After turning around, the six-level hunter looked back at the malt, and the malt slowed down from the previous panic and said: "The steward is actually you!"
"Miss, I haven't seen you for a long time." The six-level hunter owes a owe to the malt.
"You want to kill me?" Malt looked at the housekeeper.
The six-level hunter once again raised the sword in his hand and said, "Miss, don't blame the old slave."
"Is the second uncle killing me?" Malt asked again.
The six-level hunter did not say anything, and the long sword in his hand had already fallen. In the face of this sword, malt was simply impossible to avoid.
The sable was injured and several others were trapped and could not be rescued.
Mai Butler is still far away, and is entangled by Wo Shan, can not come to help.
At this time, the malt, besides a wildebeest, has no other living things.
Death is approaching in an instant, no one can save her. Unless the miracle happens, let this wildebeest suddenly jump up to the Savior.
But even so, a wildebeest in the district can only resist the malt for a moment.
Just as the death was approaching, the miracle actually happened.
I saw the wildebeest at this time, and actually broke free of the reins and went to the top six hunters.
The six-level hunter did not turn around this time. He didn't think that a corner horse could hurt him. Avoid night long dreams, he must shoot as soon as possible.
In the distance, when the malt was in crisis, the expression of Mai Butler was surprisingly calm, and it was not moved by the scene.
This is to make him opposite the Woshan, some do not understand.
Under the attention of everyone, the wildebeest rushed to the sixth-level hunter, the latter without a perspective horse, and the sword in his hand quickly fell.
At this moment of the battle, there was a pause and everyone looked back at it.
Then... each person’s expression has changed dramatically, becoming shocked and horrified.
When the sword light fell, the six-level hunter's corner of the eye perceived that the wildebeest rushed to the side of the body was somewhat abnormal, and the falling sword did not decrease. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the wildebeest.
He found that the wildebeest was gone. He was rushing to him. He was a man who looked like a horse. The big fist was already in front of him.
This fist, with a bright light, is constantly magnified in front of his eyes.
"boom!"
A shock, the sword of the six-level hunter has not yet landed on the malt, the fist has hit the face of the six-level hunter first, the powerful force surging, even the person with weapons, directly put the six-level The hunter flew out.
The scene was quiet, or dead.
Everyone's gaze fell on one of the many people. His face was very long, like a horse's face. It was also red~l with the upper body. The body had a road texture. At this moment, the grain was shining and it looked very Surprising.
This is not the first time that Ziyan has seen a pseudo-beast that can become a human being. He has already seen a changing moon wolf girl when he is still in the second class.
But that time, he was like standing in the distance to see the mountains, just feeling curious, and there was not much shock in his heart.
At this moment, when I saw that the wildebeest became a human figure, his mind suddenly remembered what the wheat steward had said. As for the sixth grade, you will know when you arrive.
In his mind, at this moment, four words also emerged.
Six levels, shape!
The malt is still standing on the carriage. It can be seen that she is very surprised by the change of the wildebeest, but there is no surprise in her face, and some are just sadness.
This sorrow comes from the six-level hunter he knows, from the owner behind him.
The six-level hunter rolled over several laps, which stabilized the figure. His half face is swelling at the fastest speed. He looked at the wildebeest that turned into a human figure, and looked surprised: "You...you..."
"Feng Mai's life, swear to protect Miss Anxie!" Ma face strong said indifferent, fist clenched, the upper body's lines shine with mysterious light lines.
The words fell, the horse face strong, rushing forward, punching a six-level hunter, an energy stunned from his fist.
"Hey!"
The six-level hunter greeted the sword, and the sword and the fist met, and it broke out.
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Looking at the two six-level hunters who fought, the face of Woshan was also full of shock, "The wildebeest, the shape of the wildebeest!"
The wildebeest is the weakest pseudo-beast, and even the false beasts are not counted. At most, it is the food of the pseudo-beast. This kind of existence in this world, you can advance to the second level.
He has been in this world for so long, and he has never heard of a three-level wildebeest, let alone a six-leveled wildebeest.
Before they came, they made all sorts of changes and made a perfect preparation. Even the little girl might have a combat level of five.
However, under various calculations, this wildebeest that has been pulling the carriage has been excluded. It may be that the link that has the least problem, there is a problem.
Six-level wildebeest, this is simply a shocking thing.
Looking at the shocked expression of Woshan, Mai Butler smiled faintly and said: "I didn't expect you to sell for Mai. But it seems that you are miscalculated."
Woshan looked back at Mai Guanjia and said: "It is indeed a miscalculation. The six-level shape of the wildebeest, this is unexpected. However, you have not prevailed, as long as we hold you two, others can still Didn't you kill Miss Mai?"
At this time on the battlefield, the shield four people can still insist, those hunters can not help them for the time being. But there was a defeat in Zixiao.
Once the fifth-level hunter kills the purple, then he can kill Miss Mai.
"The last victory will be us!"
Just when Woshan said this sentence, I saw the huge wind blade played by the five-level hunter, and once again collided with the weapon of the purple scorpion, and then the purple scorpion that flew back, which made his figure lose control.
"call out!"
At this time, an arrow came out of the air and went straight to the runaway purple.
That arrow, very sharp, fast speed, the timing is very in place, just the time when Zixiao lost his center of gravity.
Just like the purple scorpion to the assassin, such a blow is truly deadly.
In this case, no one can react, because no one can notice that there is an archer in the dark.
This is a sneak attack, with a surprise.
Even if you can react, you can't dodge, because behind the arrow feathers, follow the arrow feathers, one arrow and one arrow, s to the same position.
In the face of such a killing, it seems to everyone that there is only one dead end.
No one can react, but this does not include the purple scorpion. His powerful perception has already been released. For all the things around, there is a clear anticipation. Although the other party has been sticking to the ground, there is nothing on the ground. Two ~EbookFREE.me~ can still escape the perception of purple.
Or, the sable has been so passive, because it is a god, waiting for this arrow.
Now, this arrow is finally here.
He clenched his knife and held it in front of him. The arrow feather hit the knife, causing his figure to start to fall.
In his perception, the archer is bending his bow and throwing an arrow. His eyes are very focused, his expression is very dignified, and every arrow is full of strength.
The next time will be when he shows the strongest archery. Even if he only has three levels, but within his field, the fourth-level hunters still die.
He has had a record of killing four levels, and it is not a difficult thing to kill a level 4 that has lost his heart and been hurt.
"puff!"
Just when the other side focused on the arrow, he did not notice that a black light had arrived at a place not far from him. Then came to him at a very fast speed, d wearing his eyebrows.