Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter VIII is just the beginning

The speed of the wind and the embarrassment will give people an extremely pleasant sensory stimulation. This is beyond doubt. Otherwise, there will not be so many car owners, but Anfei rarely rides in another world, although his car skills Very good, but limited by the intricate road conditions, he would rather die in the hands of a more powerful enemy than himself, and would not be a victim of a car accident, so it is easy not to chase anyone. Instead of being a road killer in an environment full of too many uncertainties, it is better to fix the attack site in the other's office, in a conference entrance and exit, in a festive nightclub, or in the other's bed.

In this magical world, the restrictions are almost negligible, and the sneak out of Reidenburg has become a spurt, rushing straight into the sky.

Nothing can block the figure of Anfei, and it has reached the end of the refining of the gods, the powerful spiritual power, the subtle sense of the ultimate, the omnipresent elements, which together make Anfei a near-near The perfect way to release your skills, the river, the mountains, the wilderness, everything in the foot of Anfei has become a platform to retire backwards.

There is a big river in front of the road, and Anfei can't see anything like it. He falls to the center of the river, but at the moment when his toes touch the river, the water element under his feet has become a heavy ice. Flying toes a little, lightly floated to the opposite shore, and the heavy ice slammed down, bursting into countless pieces, followed by a water column rising into the sky, directly to the air more than 20 meters, waiting for the water column like fireworks When flying and splashing, An Fei’s figure could not be seen.

A group of sly zombies blocked the way, and Anfei rushed straight toward the zombies, and did not want to change direction, and then his body was half-empty. Just when Anfeili Road had been exhausted and dropped down in an arc, a ground thorn suddenly came out from the ground and was welcoming the landing point of Anfei. Anfei stretched his foot and stepped on the ground. The ground thorns smashed, and his figure flew forward, so many times. Most of the zombies haven't figured out what happened, and Anfei has jumped over thousands of zombies and turned into a little black spot behind them.

Five thousand or so infantry escorts squatting slowly along the road. The general led by the generals also saw the dark shadows while sensing the magical fluctuations. Although it can be determined that the opponent is not using the undead magic, although the other party seems to have only One person, but out of caution. He still pulled out his long sword and turned back and said: "Array, alert!"

The soldiers were busy and laid out into a neat array of archers, while the archers took long bows from their backs. Staring at the dark shadows with vigilance, the general turned his head, but was shocked again, in a short period of time. The other party actually rushed over the distance of six or seven hundred meters. He hurriedly shouted: "Come to stop..." The last word of "step" did not say anything. The sword in his hand was already stiff in the air, and no one shouted. The meaning is that the other side has already flew away from the side of his more than ten meters away. The wind that swept through not only slammed the flag, but also gave him a feeling of suffocation.

The general’s mind was chilly, and his strength was not high. But how is the low-level swordsman, the other side can only give him such pressure when he is flying in the past, then the other party is not close to the top of the peak, the only thing that makes him feel at ease is that the other party seems to be not interested in his weight, just Passing by.

From the early morning until noon, An Fei is like the Kuafu who chased the sun, sprinting between the heavens and the earth. It’s just that his look is much easier than Kuafu’s. The sturdy inner interest flows through the body, showing no signs of exhaustion.

It is the most basic and important thing in the internal practice. The so-called spit, but the spit is new, remove the turbidity of the body, absorb the aura of heaven and earth for your own use, and integrate with the heart of nature, you can feel the natural breath to gather in his body anytime, anywhere, the actual effect is better than The mere vomiting is many times stronger, so although his mood has been stopped, the internal interest is more than a day. In the past battles, he always used his skills and strength to fight against the enemy, because the inner interest is his biggest secret, but now there is only one person left between heaven and earth, and no need to worry about anything.

"Look, the dragon! It turned out to be a dragon!!" In the afternoon sun, an elf standing on the treetop suddenly shouted loudly.

After a long time of flying, Anfei has already rushed into the Hengduan Mountains. Because the distance is far away, the elf did not see the figure of Anfei. He only saw a row of ancient trees trembled violently. The momentum was amazing, except that it could be sensed. In addition to a very violent magical fluctuation, it can also sense a peculiarly fluctuating fluctuation, and the imaginative elf has a veritable answer.

"What? There are dragons in the valley?" Several figures jumped on the treetops, among them the elves and the druids. They belonged to a search team and searched the missing companions and the valleys in the valley. I don’t know where to go to the enemy. Whoever thinks that I haven’t found the companions and enemies, I found a land dragon.

The trembling of the old tree suddenly stopped, and a figure flew over the air and then turned in their direction.

"Which is the dragon, it is a person!" an elf cried.

"Crap, everyone sees it!" A Druid hurriedly said: "Everyone should not say anything, God knows who he is."

In the blink of an eye, the figure fell on the treetops less than ten meters from them, and scanned the circle. Suddenly said: "Druid... Buzureano? Mansley? Or is it forgive?" ”

At this moment, the search team only saw the appearance of the figure in front of them. They couldn’t help but take a breath, because the other party was too young, at most in their early twenties, and the other party even called the name of Buzurea and others. To the amazing momentum just now, the other side is very likely to be the peak of the same level.

"Adult, we are the subordinates of Wolf King Mansley." A Druid bent down with respect and respect.

"Mansley? Very good." The figure suddenly laughed, and then his body flashed and appeared in front of the druid who was still bent, punching.

Nadrui had only had time to look up, and the other's fist had been bombarded in the middle of his forehead, in the piercing fracture. His body was suddenly short, because his neck bone could not withstand tremendous pressure and he had already shrunk in.

The elf standing next to the Druid screamed and flew to the figure. The opponent’s action was too fast. He wanted to retreat and could not retreat. He could only attract the attention of the other party and create a counterattack for his companions. chance.

An Fei stretched out one arm. I held the elf's legs, pointed out the toes, and kicked the other leg of the other side. The elf felt that his legs were like the boulders flying in the air, and could not step on the branches, and involuntarily backwards. In the past, the two legs were twisted into a straight shape, and tearing pain was heard at the root of the leg.

Anfei’s arm was lifted. Swinging the other's leg and slamming the face that became pale because of the pain. Most of the people whose legs were forcibly opened bent over, which would make their pain a little weaker. As a result, they were hit by Anfei, and an unspeakable pain came, which made her faint in the moment. And her body flies out like a cannonball.

An elf shot and opened the longbow, but the arrow did not wait for the shot. Anfei had appeared in front of her, and a light curtain that was short of blindness appeared. Turning her body together with the long bow and arrow in her hand into a burning fire.

"Anfei!" Seeing the fire sword, a druid made a heartbreaking scream, but his body shape did not retreat, from the treetops, and between the eyes, four The companion has been killed three times. Where does he have the courage to fight with Anfei? Just thinking about getting away as soon as possible to pass the message out.

It is a pity that his movements are slower than snails. On the tiptoe of Anfei, he appeared on the treetop where he was. The fire sword went down. He wanted to jump to the ground and realized only a half of his wish. His body was only falling, his head was flying. It was a coincidence that it was stuck on a tree, and his eyes were still inexplicably shaken. It seems that I wonder why I don’t move.

Only one elf can fall on the ground in time. Long and low, desperately fled to the distance. An Fei did not catch up. Instead, he slowly inserted the fire sword into the closed scabbard, and then appeared in his hand, a long bow with a blood red bowstring, and at this time, the first druid with a **** head was just It fell on the ground and splashed a piece of snow.

An Fei slowly opened the longbow, a dark blue arrow appeared on the bowstring, then the fingers were loose, and the arrow shot silently.

The elf who was galloping just wanted to circumvent the old trees in front of him. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the neck. All the strengths disappeared, and they fell into the old trees, or they were nailed. On the ancient tree, her hands were weak on the bark, and she did not know whether she wanted to hold the old tree or push the old tree. She struggled for a moment, her eyes slowly closed, and the breath of life gradually disappeared. It is.

An Fei’s eyes showed a cruel and cold smile, and he pointed to a knife, wrote a few words on the trunk, and murmured: “Mannsley, this is just the beginning...”

The words he left on the trunk were tantamount to issuing a gauntlet to Mansley. Since adulthood, he has never hated a person like this, even if Mansley is the peak, even if no one wants Help him, he will also fight with Mansley, and fight endlessly.

And Mansley did not think that An Fei, who was in the eye of his eyes, had been in Tibetan mastiff. When Anfei broke out completely, he would become a nightmare opponent. Although his strength is stronger than that of Anfei, some At the time, pure strength does not determine everything. Moreover, strength can be changed.