122: C122 Bayonet Assassin Crew

C122 Bayonet Assassin Crew

In this atmosphere, a few minutes later, two of them. . . They could no longer endure the invisible pressure. They gritted their teeth and dashed out. However, just as they ran out of the woods, they were only about thirty meters away. "Argh!" "Ah!" Two miserable cries came from outside the forest.

The miserable cries were like the call of the god of death. They kept ringing in everyone's ears, suppressing the mental defenses of the remaining people. As for the remaining people. . . Each and every one of their expressions became even more solemn. They clenched their weapons and formed a circle. Their eyes, which were like bull's eyes, kept scanning the surrounding darkness. But the killer seemed to have left. There was no news.

It was so quiet in the dense forest that one could hear each other's heartbeats. In the depths of the forest, there were also deafening roars of beasts from time to time, which made people's hair stand on end.

Everyone knew very well that the assassin had not left yet. He was hiding somewhere in the forest or on a big tree. In the darkness, he was watching everyone's every move, just for the moment when they were going to kill him.

Everyone knew very well that as time passed, the invisible pressure that they were facing would naturally become bigger and bigger. They would not be able to withstand the invisible pressure and would choose to escape.

In that situation, escaping would only result in death. However, at this moment, everyone was still conscious. They would only have a chance of survival if they were to resist. . . However, none of them dared to escape first. At this moment. . . It was even more obvious whether a person's will was firm enough. A person who was not firm enough. . . The amount of time he could endure the pressure would also be lower and lower.

Finally, after ten minutes, another three people could not bear the impact of this invisible pressure and scuttled out. The three of them ran into the forest from three different directions.

Unfortunately, not long after, "Ah!" "Ahhhhhhh!" "Ah!" Three miserable cries rang out from the dense forest not far away.

The remaining seven people, including Xiao Jian, could no longer remain calm.

The leading middle-aged man with a square face shouted loudly towards the outside of the forest. "Who are you, sir? Why did you kill us? If we entered your territory, we will leave immediately. Please forgive us! "

However, the leader's voice was like a stone sinking into the ocean. He did not receive any response.

After a while, there was still no sound. Everyone was on the verge of breaking down.

The square-faced leader said to the remaining six people, "Everyone. . . Now that the enemy is in the dark, we are in the open. If you still want to live, Then, we only need one path. . . That is, we will rush out of the dense forest together and escape in different directions. Let's bet that they don't have many people. If that is the case, we will depend on our own luck. There's a possibility that some of us will still be able to survive. Why are we so unlucky to encounter these killers who kill without blinking their eyes! This news is merely a trap?"

" Little brother, let's run wildly later! As far as you can go, as far as you can run, you shouldn't have come in at all! With your talent, you can grow into an expert in less than ten years. You don't need to take risks with us! I wish you good luck! "

Xiao Jian gave the burly man a grateful look. However, since everyone was struggling to protect themselves, it was not too much of a hassle.

The words of the leading man were confirmed by everyone after a period of silence. Everyone knew that the current situation was very serious. If they were not careful, they would die.

Now, everyone only hoped that there was only one assassin around the bush. That way, among the seven people, there would be a few who could escape and protect their lives.

The leader counted softly: "One, two, three! Everyone, run!"

As soon as the leader finished his words, The remaining people shot out in different directions like arrows that were released from a bow.

Xiao Jian also ran in the direction where he had sensed the relatively weaker grade of the Devil Beast earlier. He did not want to be killed by the Devil Beast before he was killed by the assassin. That would be sad.

A green light vaguely flashed at the bottom of Xiao Jian's feet. His entire body was like a cool breeze. He flew towards the direction he had chosen earlier. His body was as agile as a monkey. He kept jumping between the trees, making it difficult for people to figure out his direction.

At the same time, his spiritual sense spread out within fifteen meters of his body with his body as the center.

Xiao Jian had just entered the forest, but he was only ten miles away. He couldn't help but let out miserable cries from a few nearby directions.

Xiao Jian didn't pay any attention to them. He continued to run forward without stopping.

After running about fifteen miles in this direction, Xiao Jian spread his Yuan consciousness around his body. He could keenly feel a sharp and cold gaze on his body.

Xiao Jian continued to run without batting an eyelid. However, he became even more careful and paid attention to his surroundings.

Just as Xiao Jian was about to pass through a dense forest in front of him, "Swoosh!" A sudden black shadow quickly scuttled over from the side.

In his hand was a sharp knife that glowed with a cold light. It drew an arc in the air and pierced straight towards Xiao Jian's back.

Although Xiao Jian had noticed something from the beginning, when he felt a cold light on his back, he dodged to the side. However, he was still stabbed by the assassin who was hiding in the dark. The cold glint of the knife in the assassin's hand flashed on his body. "Puff!" With a sound, he cut open a bloody wound.

The assassin who was hiding in the dark saw that his attack had missed. With a flash, he disappeared without a trace. If it wasn't for the wound on Xiao Jian's right arm, he would still feel a burning pain. Then, Xiao Jian would have thought that this assassin had never appeared before.

While Xiao Jian was secretly sensing the assassin's position and being on guard, the assassin who was standing on top of an ancient tree a hundred miles away from Xiao Jian had a serious expression on his face.1

"This young man has never thought that he would be more sensitive and sensitive to danger than those old thugs who have been living in the Yunmeng Mountain Range all year round. He might lack the experience of surviving in the forest and would not hide himself. Otherwise, he would be even more difficult to deal with!"

The two of them stood motionless on the spot, and it would be another clash between their mental states and patience.

While Xiao Jian was secretly guarding against the assassins who would suddenly attack him at any time, he was also secretly scanning the area within a hundred meters of him with his Yuan consciousness.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian's sharp Yuan consciousness discovered an ancient tree a hundred meters away. There was something unusual about it.

It was because a gentle breeze was blowing across the woods, causing the branches and leaves to dance in the wind. Only the black shadow that seemed to be the trunk did not move at all.

Next, Xiao Jian focused his Yuan consciousness in that direction, but his eyes pretended to look somewhere else, and his body moved slightly at the same time.

Xiao Jian clenched the Soul Splitting Blade tightly in his hand. The fire elemental energy in his hands was faintly discernible as it flowed through his hands. As long as there was any movement, he would be able to kill with a furious strike at any time.

Just as Xiao Jian was intentionally or unintentionally turning his body around and turning his back to the assassin, what Xiao Jian had been paying attention to earlier. . . A hundred meters away from the ancient tree, a black shadow was moving as fast as lightning. With a flash, it appeared behind Xiao Jian without making any noise.

The blade in his hand was about twenty inches long and smooth like a mirror. There were deep grooves on both sides of the blade. He held the blade with his right hand and stabbed it towards Xiao Jian's back again. There was a black mask on his face, and his exposed eyes were cold and emotionless. He was like a demon god that did not exist in the mortal world.

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