Several men in black rushed in her direction.
As he rolled and crawled, he let out a terrible shout. “…… Help me......
Over here......
He's here......
Help me......
Ahh————!!
hhh ” However, before they could take a few steps, their entire bodies were torn into two, three, or four petals.
Blood splattered, internal organs fell all over the ground, and the air was filled with a disgusting breath.
Suxi knew that she should go into the darkness to hide her breath, but she didn't know why.
Feeling the aura that enveloped me from afar, I couldn't move my steps.
That breath was too ferocious, but it was also too poignant, too desperate, too resentful and crazy.
The last man in black fled to a distance of only ten paces from the Creek and let out a sharp shout: "Help me—I don't want to die, save me————!!!
” However, the next moment, he was torn in half, and his internal organs and flesh fell to the ground.
And when he was torn open, his mouth was still wide open, and his eyes were full of fear.
Suxi felt a smell of blood that was so strong that she wanted to vomit, and warm blood splashed on her face.
Immediately after, the torn body was thrown away, and a shadow slowly approached her in the darkness.
A low wailing roar, a rich smell of blood, and a burning sensation that you can only feel when you get closer, as if the flesh is being scorched.
It wasn't until the black shadow stood in front of him that Su Xi realized that the shadow in front of him, which roared like a beast and killed dozens of people in the blink of an eye, turned out to be a ......
Person.
The black shadow approached her step by step, the scorching breath scorching her skin with bloody brutality.
The eyes, which also shone in the dark night, were exactly like the vertical pupils of a beast, but they exuded a terrifying blood-like color.
Su Xi swallowed his saliva, his slender cold fingers clasped on the shadowless needle, and said in a dumb voice: "Who are you?"
” In the distance, there were countless footsteps rushing towards this side.
The group of men in black obviously came to catch the person in front of them.
A roaring ~~~~~~~ sound came from the throat of the dark shadow, mixed with the hoarse and low of a man and the ferocity of a beast.
The shadowless needle in Su Xi's hand was about to shoot out, and suddenly the light of the distant spar illumination shallow projected on the black shadow's face.
It's just that this short one can almost be regarded as a hazy interplay of light and shadow.
Su Xi's hand suddenly froze, and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Ouyang Haoxuan?!!
” How could it be Ouyang Haoxuan?!!
=== Rewind the clock to a few hours ago, when the closing ceremony of the hunting tournament was not over.
In a remote cave at the foot of Broken Soul Mountain, Ouyang Zhixiong opened his eyes in a daze.
The moment he became conscious, he only felt that his whole body was sour and soft, as if it was about to melt, and the original cultivation of the Jindan stage also seemed to be solidified by something, and he couldn't exert it at all.
Ouyang Zhixiong looked beside him, and he saw several masked men in black.
There were only two people at the head, one was wearing a white scholar's robe and looking ordinary, and the other was tall, wearing a dark red brocade cannon, but his face was wearing a black mask, covering most of his face.
Seeing Ouyang Zhixiong wake up, both of them walked towards him, and an invisible spiritual pressure came to his face, making Ouyang Zhixiong feel a spirit.