devoured into legend

Chapter 13
No. 9527 county seat, suburb.

This is a barren neighborhood, full of broken walls and ruins. There are a few scrapped cars parked on the side of the road, and the overturned trash cans on the ground seem to indicate that no one has cared about this place for a long time.

Several one-horned wild boars stroll leisurely in the neighborhood. This place once ruled by humans has become a paradise for monsters.

Suddenly, the short wall on the side of the street was knocked down, and then a cyan shadow rushed out and rushed towards the other side of the street.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The one-horned wild boar was taken aback by the sudden appearance of a blue shadow, and a trace of human fear flashed in its eyes.

The Green Scale Wolf King!

A blue-scaled wolf king ran past them just now, and judging by its distressed appearance, it seemed to be escaping someone's pursuit.

"Roar!"

Although the one-horned wild boars have low IQs, it doesn't mean they don't know how to be afraid. It must be an extremely terrifying existence to make the green-scaled wolf king of the beast general level escape.

The unicorn beasts roared one after another, like headless chickens, they quickly scattered and fled in all directions, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Evil animal, where to escape!"

At this time, a black shadow followed closely behind, chasing towards the direction where the blue shadow escaped.

It can be seen that this is a young human warrior.

"I let you run away last time, do you still want to escape this time?"

Jiang Jun snorted coldly, and applied his mental power to his back, as if a huge force was pushing him forward, his speed skyrocketed, and the distance between him and the Qinglin Wolf King gradually shortened.

"Roar! Roar!"

The green-scale wolf king roared, and the wind was blowing under his claws, but as Mr. Jiang slowly caught up, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"go with!"

Jiang Jun let out a loud cry, and the four flying knives shot towards the green-scaled wolf king one after the other like a string of beads.

No matter how fast the Qinglin Wolf King is, how can he be faster than the flying knife?

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The steel-like fur failed to block the sharp flying knives. Four flying knives sank into the body of the blue-scaled wolf king one after another, and one of them passed through the huge wolf head.

The so-called tofu waist with a copper head and iron bones, but in front of Jiang Jun's flying knife, the hard skull of the Qinglin Wolf King is also vulnerable.

"boom!"

The three-meter-long body of the green-scaled wolf king fell to the ground, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Huh—it's not easy!"

Jiang Jun's thin figure stopped in front of the Qinglin Wolf King's body, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

After chasing and killing for so long, Mr. Jiang has consumed a lot of energy.

"Hurry up and collect the materials."

Skillfully taking out a flying knife, Jiang Jun cut off the fur along the wound pierced by the four flying knives just now.

Not long after, a huge and beautiful blue wolf skin appeared in Mr. Jiang's hands.

"The fur of the blue-scaled wolf king is as tough as steel, but it feels very soft and comfortable to the touch. It is the best choice for making armor."

"Although this blue-scaled wolf king is only a low-level beast general, its fur is of high integrity. The price should be around 1000 million Huaxia coins."

Jiang Jun folded the cyan fur, put it in a special backpack, and quickly left the place.

After a while, the monsters who had been hiding in the dark and dared not go forward ran out one after another, and started to eat around the body of the green-scaled wolf king.

. . . . . .

"That's right, I killed another general-level monster today."

Back on the roof of the building, Mr. Jiang ate high-energy food to quickly replenish his energy.

Counting the Qinglin Wolf King who was killed just now, Mr. Jiang has killed seven general-level monsters alone in the past month, including one intermediate-level general!
Even if it is a team of warrior-level warriors, it is impossible to kill monster-level monsters with such a high efficiency.

This is where the abnormality of the spiritual master is reflected.

Other warriors may also be afraid of a large group of beast-level monsters around beast-level monsters. Hunting and killing all of them requires careful planning and consideration, and several people work together to spend a lot of energy to kill them.

But as soon as Jiang Jun threw his knife directly, he took the enemy's head from the crowd of thousands of troops, and he would kill with one blow!

"Today's hunting ends here."

After eating high-energy food, Jiang Jun found a safe small room in the building, put on a posture with five hearts facing the sky, and began to absorb the energy in the universe.

Jiang Jun is very clear about his purpose of going to the wilderness area, experience is the top priority, and making money is the bottom.

So even if there is still a lot of time, Mr. Jiang will not hunt monsters anymore, but start to practice.

Sword skills, body skills, mental power, and genetic energy are compulsory courses for Mr. Jiang every day.

Two hours later, Jiang Jun withdrew from the cultivation state, looked at the sky outside the window, and saw that it was already twilight.

Leaving the building, Jiang Jun avoided the herd of beasts around him and ran quickly in the alley.

"In my impression, there should be a group of sharp-toothed dogs here."

After running for about a few minutes, Mr. Jiang stopped, carefully observed the surrounding environment, and finally his eyes fell on a group of sharp-toothed dogs at the end of the alley.

As a canine monster, the sharp-toothed dog is relatively weak, and most of them are beast soldier-level monsters. It may be that only one general-level sharp-toothed dog is born out of tens of thousands.

There are a lot of sharp-toothed dogs in this group, twenty or thirty dogs, the leader is slightly larger, and should be a high-level beast soldier.

"Wang! Wang!"

Dogs are famous for their keen sense of smell, and sharp-toothed dogs are no exception, not to mention that Jiang Jun has no restraint at all at this time.

"brush!"

"brush!"

First, five sharp-toothed dogs ran towards Mr. Jiang. Their sharp teeth shone faintly in the moonlight, as if they could bite through steel.

Facing the siege of the sharp-toothed dog, Mr. Jiang just stood there motionless, with a calm expression on his face. When the sharp-toothed dog approached, the sharp claws were already glistening with blood.

Suddenly, Mr. Jiang turned slightly to one side, just in time to avoid the sharp claws of the first sharp-toothed dog, and at the same time let the second sharp-toothed dog fly into the air.

"Hoohoo!"

The sharp-toothed dogs seemed to be irritated, and they ran towards Jiang Jun one after another, but Jiang Jun did not fight back, but tried to use these sharp-toothed dogs to exercise his body skills!
Actual combat is the best teacher.

Jiang Jun's figure kept flashing, crazily dodging the attacks of the sharp-toothed dogs. At first, he was able to do so with ease, but as more sharp-toothed dogs continued to join, a layer of cold sweat gradually appeared on Jiang Jun's forehead, and it was quite difficult to dodge. strenuous.

"Why? Obviously I have done a good job, but I still haven't reached the subtle level of agility?"

Jiang Jun's brain was running fast, and the frequency of his body moving and dodging was getting faster and faster. At the same time, he was also thinking about what he did wrong.

Body skills down to the micro level.
Gradually, Mr. Jiang seemed to be caught in an epiphany, and at the same time, his originally stiff body skills became agile.

"Roar!"

The sharp-toothed dogs growled uneasily and attacked more violently. They all noticed Jiang Jun's change.

Originally, with the increase in the number of sharp-toothed dogs, Mr. Jiang's body skills gradually couldn't handle it. Although he could barely maintain it, it was only at the end of his strength, and he might be pierced through his body by sharp claws in the next second.

But at this time, Mr. Jiang's body skills suddenly became extremely agile, and he seemed to be extremely comfortable in the face of the siege of more than a dozen sharp-toothed dogs.

It seems that in front of Mr. Jiang at this time, the number of sharp-toothed dogs is meaningless.

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(End of this chapter)