Qin Fen understood that Chen Feiyu did not want his secret to be known by too many people.
Qin Fen sighed heavily. He reached out and gently stroked Thunderstorm as he walked out of the cave, "Wait for me here, I will be back soon."
Kyokushin Genichi also stood up. Xue Tian reached out from the side and pressed his shoulder, pressing him back to the ground heavily.
"You?" Kyokushin Genichi's thick eyebrows raised. The muscles on his face tightened, revealing a fierce look, "What do you mean?"
"Stay here." Xue Tian gently wiped the katana that he carried with him. The blade reflected his cold eyes, making the temperature of the cave seem to have dropped a lot, "Do you have Thunderstorm? Can you threaten that sumo monster? Or can you easily kill other monsters? If you follow Qin Fen, you will only be a burden and affect his strength. What we should do now is to sit here and wait for him to clean up all the monsters outside. "
"All the monsters …" A recruit chewed on this sentence and sneered, "Do you know how many monsters there are? We are lucky to hide and have seen hundreds of such monsters. I am afraid this is not all of them. All of them … "
The recruit sneered again. Xue Tian continued to wipe the katana in his hand. He was too lazy to talk to people who had not seen the ability of Thunderstorm.
Kyokushin Genichi sat calmly in the cave passage. He did not choose to get close to any side of the cave wall. The previous thrilling cave made him feel like once bitten, twice shy.
Du Peng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, seizing every bit of time to enhance his strength. There was a huge treasure house in his body, but he did not take this treasure house as his own. The frustration of encountering danger made him more diligent.
Xing Wuyi quietly looked at the cave entrance that Qin Fen had covered with shrubs again. Even from the inside of the cave, he could also see that the camouflage this time was much stronger than the camouflage when he first came to the cave.
A faint smile finally appeared on Xing Wuyi's face. Okamoto Takeshi's strength was indeed strong, but if he encountered Qin Fen who could launch Thunderstorm, he could only die under the huge mobile armor weapon. Maybe this time, because of Qin Fen, he would have the opportunity to bring everyone out of here alive.
Kyokushin Genichi suddenly opened his mouth and whispered, "I wonder how the West Asian recruits are doing."
Xing Wuyi sighed softly. On the way out of the cave, the screams of the East Asian recruits weren't the only ones coming from the depths of the cave. There were also many screams of the West Asian recruits.
Qin Fen buried his entire body in the soil. The soil was mixed with the limbs and blood of the dead recruits.
He didn't want to lose his life because of this negligence, since he didn't know whether the insect warriors had a keen sense of smell in addition to their martial strength.
Several insect warriors walked past him, and there were still some shreds of flesh between their fingers.
Qin Fen closed his eyes and sensed the surrounding environment. It was a very mysterious feeling. He didn't need to use his eyes to see. He could feel the slightest movement in his surroundings. Even a few bugs jumping in the grass could be felt very clearly.
It was rumored that the experts of martial arts cultivation could sense the aura of life within a certain distance from their bodies. The more powerful the expert, the greater the area of control and the higher the precision.
Qin Fen knew that he was still a distance away from being a true expert. He shouldn't be in such a mysterious state.
But it really did exist! Moreover, he had it! Qin Fen also couldn't tell why. Perhaps it was the tempering between life and death many times, or maybe it was the complicated and headache-inducing Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. Or maybe it was because both were related that he had this mysterious feeling.
Within a radius of ten meters, there were no other enemies except for these four insect warriors!
The moment the information was confirmed, the dust covering Qin Fen's body suddenly rose. The well-tempered Arhat Fist: Whirlwind Kick!
The strong wind from the kick gathered the rising dust together. The four insect warriors didn't make any screams. Their heads turned into rotten watermelons, and their bodies fell to the ground softly.
Four …
Qin Fen took a deep breath and covered the bodies of the insect warriors on his body.
The smell of fresh blood quickly spread through the forest.
Two insect warriors, on all fours, ran over like dogs.
Before they could stop, the four bodies suddenly separated. Qin Fen's body was covered with blood. He suddenly rushed out like a blood demon. His body leaned forward, and his raised arms were like two iron hammers. His tyrannical arc slid on the head of the insect warrior.
Arhat Fist Hitting the Tiger!
The strong and fierce fist brought about a faint sound of muffled thunder. The fist technique that could be used to hit the tiger seemed like a little overkill to be used to hit insects.
Not only did the heads of the two insect warriors become rotten watermelons, even the chest bones of the upper body were violently piled out.
At the moment of life and death, Qin Fen didn't hold back and directly turned his opponents into two cold corpses.
Qin Fen, once again, quickly camouflaged himself under the corpses.
Soon, this place that was barely clean was piled up with more than a hundred insect warriors' corpses.
The smell of blood was getting thicker and thicker, and it kept expanding in the woods.
Qin Fen lay in the middle of the corpses and closed his eyes to feel the surrounding environment.
After a strange quiet time, there was a dense rustling sound in the distance.
A large army! Qin Fen suddenly opened his eyes. After using hundreds of insect warriors' corpses, he finally attracted a large army of insect warriors.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art quickly pressurized, and in the blink of an eye, three times the pressurization was completed.
Qin Fen decisively gave up on the four times supercharge. If he did that, he would only be able to launch an explosive attack. He wouldn't even be able to launch an ordinary attack.
The earth trembled slightly. From the gaps between the corpses, Qin Fen saw the number of insect warriors gathering from different directions. There were about three hundred of them.
No Okamoto Takeshi? Qin Fen was a little disappointed. He had invested so much capital, and the ultimate goal was that monster. As long as he killed it, there was no need to worry too much as long as the other insect warriors didn't gather together.
The speed at which the insect warriors gathered was very fast. Qin Fen knew that if he didn't break out of the encirclement, he might easily encounter big trouble.
Jumping out of the pile of corpses, the corpses under Qin Fen's feet couldn't withstand the huge crushing force. The bones didn't even have the time to make a crisp sound before they turned into powder. Together with the muscles, they turned into disgusting meat paste.
With a twist of his waist in the air, he flew nearly thirty meters away. He opened up a path with a Level Heart Cannon in his hand, leaving a transparent hole in the chest of the insect warrior that tried to stop him. Blood and internal organs flew out from its back.
A few nearby insect warriors didn't have time to block the hole, and Qin Fen had already broken through the encirclement and ran out.
How could more than three hundred insect warriors allow a living prey to escape? They followed closely behind, and new insect warriors joined from the side from time to time.
Soon, Qin Fen rushed out of the woods and once again came to the position of the precipice where the tragedy had occurred.
There was a relatively open space between the woods and here, and it could be said that there was almost no cover.
Qin Fen quickly picked up the Thunderstorm and adjusted it to a fan-shaped attack mode. He aimed it at the insect warriors who were once comrades but were now enemies of life and death.
"If you still have your own thoughts, then you don't want to be such beasts, right?" Qin Fen's tone revealed a touch of sadness, "Then, let me send you on your last journey."
Countless self-rotating steel sheets with chips were like a hornet's nest that had been smashed at this moment. The friction with the air made a strange buzzing sound and shrouded the insect warriors not far away.
Nearly four hundred insect warriors quickly stopped their wolf-like advance and fell heavily to the ground.
The scene that was as lively as a market just now was as quiet as a hospital morgue at this moment. Except for Qin Fen, there were no other standing creatures. Occasionally, the body of the insect warriors twitched slightly, but that was also the unconscious twitching of the body after the life left.
The Thunderstorm was known as a weapon that reaped lives faster than the Scythe of Death!
Qin Fen took a long breath. If he was really surrounded by four hundred insect warriors, even if he was not killed by them, he would be exhausted to death by them …
Before the thought flashed through his mind, a cold murderous aura suddenly exploded from the top of his head behind him! The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art in his body was tripled, and the power of six elephants broke out again. The cold iron rod fell from above and smashed heavily on the ground.
That was the place where Qin Fen had just stood. The iron rod hit the afterimage of Qin Fen that had yet to leave with him. Among the flying stones and dirt, a big hole appeared on the ground.
Qin Fen stood thirty meters away and looked coldly at the person who ambushed him, Mourad Tschick! The rumored junior brother of Shang Guan Chuan Qi!
This young man with a black beard had a little surprise in his eyes. He stared at the iron rod in his hand, obviously unable to believe that the sneak attack had failed.
Shua!
The Thunderstorm in Qin Fen's hand was aimed at Mourad Tschick in the first instance!
At this moment, Mourad Tschick felt that even his beard was about to explode, and his scalp was numb.
As an outstanding figure among the younger generation of martial artists, Mourad Tschick had a feeling of a frog being stared at by a snake in an instant. It was full of the smell of death.
"Wait a minute!"
A hoarse voice sounded from the cave in the precipice. Qin Fen did not need to look up to know that it was Ben Fanmi, one of the three heroes of West Asia, the descendant of the previous Terrorist King.
From the moment Mourad Tschick appeared, Qin Fen felt that there was someone else in the cave on the precipice. Moreover, this person was also full of hostility, and the hostility was deeply hidden.
"Are you a human?" Ben Fanmi slowly leaned out of the cave, raised his hands above his head and asked, "Not a monster?"
Qin Fen stared at Ben Fanmi closely. The moment this man appeared, his eyes changed continuously in a variety of states.
The initial doubts and fear. Then, the sincerity when he asked if Qin Fen was a monster, and the killing intent that had never been reduced in the end in his eyes.
"I am a human …"
Before Qin Fen's voice fell, suddenly! An extremely strong burst of energy exploded from another cave on the precipice. The yellow figure was one step faster than the sound. The aura of power was like a flood that had opened the floodgates, and the cold light locked on his throat!
Sa Wu Liuhui! The last of the three heroes of West Asia! The young master who grew up in the terrorist organization's training camp! The real killer among the three!
He had been waiting, waiting for Qin Fen to speak.
As long as a person spoke, his spirit would be scattered to varying degrees, which was also the best time for a sneak attack.
Ben Fanmi's pupils emitted an unusually excited murderous light at this moment. At the same time, he exerted force under his feet and rushed towards Qin Fen like a falling meteor!
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