A jungle appeared in front of him, and the three of Lek chased after them and stopped abruptly.

The jungle in the Magic Cloud Ridge is one of the most terrifying areas, where there is a damp and poisonous miasma, as well as all kinds of strange and terrible poisonous insects and beasts.

Under normal circumstances, not only human cultivators, but even witches and barbarians are reluctant to enter it rashly.

"Lake, chase or not?"

A barbarian strong man asked, his eyes were a little dignified.

"Can you be sure that the trace of the murderer entered this jungle?"

Lek asked quickly.

"There should be no mistake. I have been catching the murderer's breath along the way. Although he is good at sneaking and hiding, the unique smell he leaves behind can't be concealed from my nose."

Another barbarian strong said solemnly.

His name is Mizusawa, and he is proficient in the art of tracking and assassination. The method of cultivation can lock the unique smell of the enemy.

"Chase!"

Hearing the words, Lek did not hesitate any longer, waved his hand, and rushed into the jungle covered with miasma first.

...

The dark jungle is like a giant and dangerous maze. Walking in it, the fog is filled with fog, and it is extremely easy to get lost.

It is also extremely dangerous here. There may be poisonous toads hidden in the low bushes, and the delicate and beautiful flowers will instantly turn into a bloody mouth, swallowing the lives passing by. The thick vines are like chains. , or it may be pretended by a strange snake and insect body.

The environment here is indeed too bizarre and dangerous. Even the seemingly hard ground will instantly turn into a huge quagmire. Once caught in it, the terrifying swallowing force can make the Spirit Astral realm powerless.

Tracking all the way, Lek and other three barbarian powerhouses not only failed to locate Lin Xun's trail immediately, but encountered several dangers in a row.

This made them all look extremely vigilant, and even began to regret breaking into this dangerous and unpredictable jungle in their hearts.

"Lek, this jungle is too mysterious, could the murderer have already been robbed?"

asked a barbarian strong man.

"Won't!"

The answer was Mizusawa, his eyes locked into the distance, "His scent is still there, it's not far away, we're almost catching up with him!"

"Continue to chase, my family's sacred artifact must not be lost!"

Lek was a little suspicious at first, but when he heard this, he was instantly refreshed, and he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

After a while.

Mizusawa stopped abruptly, and silently cleaned up the two of Lek next to him, and then looked at a thick ancient tree in the distance.

The two of Lek understood, clenched the weapons in their hands, and there was a cold gleam in their eyes.

The three silently approached there, and when the distance was only ten feet—

"kill!"

The three figures of Lek rushed up together, rushing towards the back of the thick ancient tree from three directions.

It's just that this attack was full of momentum, but it was empty. The back of the ancient tree was actually empty. Only in the grass, there was a blood-stained rag, which was obviously torn from the clothes.

not good!

The three figures were still in the air, but their expressions changed slightly, and they sensed something was wrong.

collapse! collapse! collapse!

Almost at the same time, a series of dense and explosive arrows piercing the air suddenly resounded, like a urging note from hell, capturing the soul.

Lek twisted his body sharply, his knees squatted in mid-air, like a curled hedgehog, he suddenly changed direction.

boom!

An arrow rubbed his figure, pierced through the ancient tree ruthlessly, lifted up a piece of sawdust, and then inserted into the ground,

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A terrifying roar.

Lek's figure fell to the ground, and his head was covered in cold sweat. The timing of the arrow shot just now was too vicious. It was the moment when they were unavoidable in mid-air, and they were locked like a living target. The consequences are truly unimaginable.

"Ah—!" Suddenly, a scream sounded.

Lek Huo Ran turned his head, and saw that not far from him, an arrow was inserted into Mizusawa's right eye, passing through the back of the head, bringing out a string of viscous blood and brain pulp, the bloody scene was disgusting.

With a bang, Mizusawa fell to the ground and died.

Lek's eyes were split, and he wished he could swallow the hidden murderer alive.

But before he could move, another screech of arrows broke through the air, causing Derek to shiver and subconsciously fly to avoid.

"Muqu, how are you?" Lek yelled.

"I... I'm fine." A few dozen meters away, another barbarian strong man was still in shock, his face slightly pale.

He kept retreating, as if a demon was hiding in front of him, trying to choose someone to devour.

There was a thud, but just as he retreated a distance of seven or eight meters, he didn't notice the sudden softness of the ground under his feet, and he suddenly fell into it.

The ground was like a swamp vortex, producing a terrifying drag force that made him unable to struggle out.

"Brother Lek, save me!" he shouted hysterically.

"Damn!"

Lek was furious and stepped forward, but in just an instant, he was forced back by a dense rain of arrows.

"Muqu! Hold on!"

Lek was trembling with anger and roared again and again. He kept dashing forward, but every time he was forced back by one after another of sharp and ruthless arrows.

In the process, he could only watch Mu Qu's body sinking in the swamp vortex, screaming in despair, and finally disappearing.

"Husbands of the human race, get out! Get out for me!"

Lek roared like a wild beast.

In less than a minute, his two companions died one after another, and no trace of the enemy has appeared so far, which made Lek almost crazy.

However, despite Lek's roar, the jungle has returned to dead silence, without the sudden arrow, the enemy seems to have disappeared long ago.

After a while, Lek was panting with a livid face, and his whole body felt a sense of collapse.

Without even seeing the appearance of the enemy, the two companions were killed, and this operation to regain the Holy Artifact was a complete failure...

This result was unacceptable to Lek.

"This matter must be reported to the sacrifice of Ye Ling as soon as possible. Only by contacting more elite soldiers can we have a chance to bring the situation back. The murderer... must die!!!"

Lek gritted his teeth, and there was a decidedly cruel look in his eyes.

He was too lazy to think about why the enemy didn't kill him with him...

...

Lin Xun is on the run.

Just when he was about to kill Lek in one fell swoop, a strong danger suddenly appeared in his heart, which made him without hesitation, gave up Lek and turned away.

In the foggy jungle, Lin Xun was running wildly, with a shadow of his figure, drawing a twisting and erratic trajectory.

Without looking back, he knew that there was an enemy behind him all the time, and that sense of danger was like a light on his back, and it never disappeared for a moment.

Lin Xun knew that he had met a real master this time.

He recalled the analysis Shi Yu had made on the assessment of the war zone before he came to Magic Cloud Ridge.

Whether it is for the empire or the Wuman clan, Moyunling is actually a "training ground". The so-called training is to

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Let the young powerhouses on their respective sides recognize and understand their opponents through real bloody battles.

This also means that the assessment of the 237 students of the Blood Slaughtering Camp in Moyun Ridge is very likely to encounter young powerhouses from the Wuman clan. When it comes to combat power, they will certainly not be inferior to Slaughter. Blood Camp students!

Is the guy who was following behind him at this time the leader of the Wuman clan?

Lin Xun couldn't be sure.

But he knew that this battle had not yet begun, and he was already at a disadvantage.

From entering the temporary camp where the witch and barbarian powerhouses were stationed, after a fierce battle, he did not stop at all, fled all the way, and finally led Lek and other three barbarian powerhouses into this jungle.

Originally, according to Lin Xun's plan, it was to wipe out all the opponents in one go, then kill one back to the carbine, return to the camp again, and wipe out the wild ling totem and others.

But now that plan has been disrupted.

Lin Xun took a deep breath and calculated that nearly half of his combat power had been consumed, and he still had a lot of injuries.

As usual, this consumption and injury are nothing at all, but if you meet a real master, you will obviously suffer a bit.

"I have to get rid of this guy as soon as possible, otherwise, if I continue to escape like this, the situation will only become more and more unfavorable for me..."

Lin Xun took a deep breath, discarded all distracting thoughts in his mind, and escaped with all his strength.

...

In the jungle at the back, a thin and vigorous figure strode forward, every step out, there is a distance of more than ten meters, seemingly slow, but in fact it is surprisingly fast.

This is a young man with bronze-colored skin, but his facial features are extremely handsome, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, sword eyebrows flying into his temples, and his thin, blade-like lips, giving people a beautiful feeling .

In particular, his eyes, like a pair of vortexes of ocean currents, would occasionally show a cold glow, glowing with a strange blue color.

If the Ye Ling sacrifice is here, you can definitely recognize that this young man is the leader of the younger generation of their water barbarian lineage, one of the leaders of Tianjiao among the ninth-level barbarian slaves, "Water Pheasant"!

The water pheasant is holding a simple and unpretentious bronze short knife in his hand, and the whole person is like a sturdy and vigorous cheetah, constantly advancing in the jungle.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed from the pupil of the water pheasant, and the corners of the lips as thin as a blade raised a cold arc: "Haha, it is also considered a help from God."

When he spoke, he swooped all over, and his figure shot away like electricity. Because the speed was too fast, there was a series of explosions in the air!

After just a few breaths, the figure of the water pheasant suddenly paused, and on the road ahead, the figure of the target has appeared.

It was a handsome, handsome young man who was wielding a knife and fighting a blood-horned python as thick as a bucket.

When the water pheasant arrived, the boy had already inserted a knife into the head of the blood-horned python, killing it completely.

"Today's luck is really bad."

The young man turned his head and saw the water pheasant in the distance, he couldn't help sighing.

This person is naturally Lin Xun.

He was indeed unlucky today. When he was escaping, he bumped into a blood-horned python without even thinking about it. He couldn't even dodge, so he could only fight with a knife.

But after such a delay, he was caught up by the enemy behind.

"My name is Shuizhi, and I come from the Shuiman lineage."

Seeing Lin Xun, Shuizhi did not rush to act, but smiled slightly, revealing a set of white and neat teeth, and introduced himself, "The only purpose of coming to Moyunling this time is to kill more students of the Blood Killing Camp."

The voice was flat, but there was a palpitating cold and contemptuous taste.

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