On the hill, Kong Haobo and several Creation team members were hidden in the dense forest, watching a battle taking place in the distant mountain.
There, a dense canopy of trees fell, clouds of dust rose from the thick bushes, and a young female saint was alone fighting a half-skeletal monster. On the edge of the battlefield, a young man holding a long sword and covering his face with silver stood in front of her.
"Isn't this the girl Lao Kong knew? What is Chihiro called?"
"I've seen her fight against monsters in White Horse Town. She's a good skill. Although her rank is not high, her fighting awareness and swordsmanship are good. What rank do you think she is, Lao Kong?"
"She..." Kong Haobo was stunned, only then did he realize that the girl had told herself that she was only a second-order, but it was just a precaution against strangers.
"She is only about the fifth rank, but she has a very good understanding and control of wind powers. It is really rare among warriors of her rank." A seventh-rank wind saint in the team said. reviews,
"If her rank can rise, she will be a powerful warrior."
Holding two blades, Chu Qianxun faced the monster that was several times his size alone. The rank of the monster is a whole stage higher than her, and the battle is very dangerous.
The fighting cells in her whole body were activated and ignited in such a life-and-death struggle. Fear had pumped her adrenaline, and pain had made her even more excited.
She felt that she gradually entered a very mysterious state. Around the skin, almost every pore could sense the subtle airflow in the air. You can capture and control these airflows, manipulate the wind, harness the wind, and make them your most powerful weapon.
In the smoke and dust in the sky, the huge and sluggish face of the monster poked out. Dozens of small but powerful wind blades flashed around the monster like a silver butterfly, and the rotten skin of the monster was splashed everywhere.
The monster raised its large, half-festered hand, trying to swing away the wind blades that kept cutting its body.
Chu Qianxun's figure jumped up in the air, and a large wind blade with a height of more than ten meters carried the momentum of thunder, raising smoke and dust all the way, and heading straight for the monster. A single blade bisected the pale monster standing in the jungle. The monster's body split in the middle, and the huge wind blade unabated, shaved off the canopy behind the monster all the way, until the top of a small hill in front was cut off, and it disappeared in the sky in a whirl.
Chu Qianxun fell to the ground, the arm that used the knife trembled faintly, and a feeling of exhaustion approaching the limit came from his body.
But she couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.
Countless sticky threads were formed between the demon body that had been split into two halves, as if glued together, the split demon body stood up again and closed.
The monsters were divided on both sides, and the dull eyes rolled, and they became active again. Still holding up his rotten arms, he grabbed Chu Qianxun from a height.
Ye Peitian took out the long knife he was holding in his arms, the blade was blue and gleaming like a gentle lake, but there was a long scarlet pattern on the blood trough, which added an evil spirit to this tenderness. It was a weapon that Chihiro specially built for him. Although it was of a particularly high rank, he always cherished it.
He threw the long knife and stepped into the battlefield.
Chu Qianxun, who was in front of him, reached out to stop him, "No, this is my battle, don't interfere."
In that long dream, she watched countless high-level battles. I know how hard every successful strong man has put in.
I also know what heights I can grow to.
Only by repeatedly tempering on the edge of life and death is the best way to break through your own boundaries.
She, Chu Qianxun, will be able to return to such a peak one day.
Ye Peitian stopped. Although he was worried, he respected Qianxun's thoughts and understood her will to become stronger.
He looked at the man who did not hesitate to meet the enemy. Facing the powerful monster, her figure dashed and flew, raising her hand to shoot the knife.
The man's face turned red, and excitement flashed in his eyes. She was enjoying the passion of battle, scorching blood splashing in the air, and crystal sweat flowing down her flushed cheeks into her neck.
Ye Peitian only felt pity and joy in his heart.
Although Qianxun's ranks are not as good as him, Ye Peitian always felt that compared to himself who was dead and self-sacrificing in battle, the person in front of him was stronger from the inside out.
Qianxun is undoubtedly gentle, she is gentle and considerate, and her light smile soothes her troubled heart.
Chihiro is powerful, she is beautiful and powerful, and her sassy figure on the battlefield attracts her attention.
There was an inexplicable heat in Ye Peitian's body.
His eyes followed the figure on the battlefield, remembering that day when he was pressed on the bed by this person and kissed so recklessly.
I remembered that absurd dream I had.
Even if Chihiro really wanted to do whatever she wanted to herself like that, she would be willing.
He restrained himself, not daring to think further.
Seeing that the girl on the battlefield was injured and bleeding, fighting hard, Kong Haobo grabbed the hilt of the sword and stood up.
The gray-haired middle-aged man beside him grabbed his shoulders and shook his head, "She still has spare strength, and her companions haven't made a move yet, it will be considered impolite for you to meddle in other people's battles like this. It will even be mistaken for robbing the Demon Seed."
"But..." Kong Haobo frowned, hesitated for a moment, but still did not act recklessly.
Although he is the strongest and the only eighth-order saint in the entire team, in fact, since the advent of the Demon Seed, he was created by the president and grew up under the patronage of the president and the cultivation of the guild. , has little contact with the outside world, and lacks the social experience of going out.
Therefore, the team was presided over by Liu Hezheng, who was older and more experienced. Kong Haobo is also very convinced of this guild's think tank member.
"Compared to this fifth-order girl, I care more about the man next to her." Liu Hezheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the man wearing a silver mask.
As if feeling something in his heart, the man's face turned towards the direction where they were hiding. His eyes were obviously blocked by his face, but for some reason, Liu Hezheng felt that he was being glared at by a huge ancient beast. He couldn't even help shivering.
Has it been discovered? What a sharp man.
The battle finally ended in Chu Qianxun's difficult and narrow victory.
Chu Qianxun bent down and gasped for several breaths. He reached out and dug out the sixth-order demon that was higher than his own. He held it in his blood-stained palm and looked at it, and happily put it in his pocket.
There was a burst of applause on the mountainside in the distance, and several young people in the jungle appeared.
"Yes, single-handedly, challenge monsters of higher rank than yourself. I may not be able to succeed, Qianxun, you are very courageous." Kong Haobo stood and spoke from a distance.
Chu Qianxun saw several members of Chuangshi.
That day, the monster attacked the city. Thanks to these few people who just passed through Baima Town, Baima Town barely escaped the disaster of destroying the city. After they repelled the monsters, they delayed their trip and stationed in the town for a few days to assist in the post-war defense and reconstruction.
Chu Qianxun, who participated in the battle, did not have a bad impression of them, and barely raised his injured arm to greet them.
Her arm was injured, and there was a deep gap in the bone, and the red blood flowed down the arm, dripping down the fingertips to the ground.
"Qianxun, you are injured, I have medicine here." Kong Haobo opened his backpack to find the first aid kit he carried with him.
Ye Peitian took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and pulled Chu Qianxun to his side, held up her injured arm, looked carefully, lowered his head and licked the wound, then raised his head, crossed Kong Haobo's shoulder, looked at glanced at him.
Just now, he took out his own medicines and bandages from his backpack, and carefully bandaged Chu Qianxun.
"Hey, look," the companion behind Kong Haobo quietly pushed him on the shoulder, "the man is not happy, and the stamp is to demonstrate. If you look at it so tightly, you must be out of play, old Kong."
Kong Haobo was a little embarrassed and changed the subject, "Qianxun, we are going to Xiaozhou Village, less than 100 kilometers from here, where are you going?"
Just as Chu Qianxun was about to answer, Ye Peitian grabbed her and discussed with her in a low voice, "Xiao Zhoucun, I also want to visit."
Chu Qianxun glanced at him and reached out to hold his palm. There is a research room of God's love left in that place, and I'm afraid it will evoke an indelible pain in Ye Peitian's heart.
But since he wanted to go, he went with him.
Because the destination was the same, the two groups of people also walked together, heading towards Xiaozhou Village.
Before the advent of the Demon Seed, Xiaozhou Village was a small town surrounded by mountains on three sides, with simple folk customs and pleasant scenery. There is only a thin mountain road into the village, which is quite escapist.
After the apocalypse, because of its geographical location, it can only be accessed and it is easy to defend, so it has also been built into a small base. Exactly within the early sphere of influence of God's love.
Such a small, poorly located base would have seldom attracted attention. However, since the great army of God's Love withdrew into the extreme north and gave up its jurisdiction over the surrounding area of Baima Town, a research institute set up in Xiaozhou Village lost its care and care, and countless half-human, half-demon monsters escaped. This caused an uproar among the surviving residents of the town. It also attracted countless other forces to explore this matter.
Chu Qianxun, Kong Haobo and others walked on the narrow and winding mountain road, which was the only road leading to Xiaozhou Village.
There was thick fog in the mountains, and the line of sight was not very clear. The small town with a very retro architectural form showed a little appearance in the fog.
A few sluggish-looking warriors sat paralyzed by the loess-carved road. They were strong in stature, bright in armor and ferocious in weapons. The logo of the Glory Guild is embroidered on the clothes.
Glory is one of the largest guilds on the continent after Creation and God's Love. Most of the members of this guild are from the combat department, and they have always had the tradition of being brave and warlike. But at this moment, they were like soldiers fleeing from the battlefield, throwing away their helmets and armor, and sitting on the side of the road in embarrassment.
"A few Rongguang brothers, are they from Xiaozhou Village? How is the situation there now?" Liu Hezheng came forward and greeted.
A burly man looked up dully and glanced at Liu Hezheng, as if frightened by his words, he shivered and woke up.
"Don't go, don't go in, it's hell."