Chapter 763

Lao Qian is famous for being cautious (this is praising him). It's not surprising that [blink] skill appears in him. On the contrary, the five tiger Sabre technique he is cultivating now is incompatible with his character.

In Lu Ziming's opinion, Lao Qian's best career should be an assassin. Even becoming a scout won't surprise people.

I didn't expect that Lao Qian still had a martial spirit in his mind, which made everyone's eyes fall off the ground and pick it up. If he hadn't seen Lao Qian practicing the five tiger Sabre technique, he would have thought he hadn't woken up.

Lao Qian also knows his weaknesses. People who are older and nearly 40 can't compete with young people like shrimp no matter how hard they try. Therefore, under normal circumstances, hot weapons are still Lao Qian's first choice.

Lao Qian crossed a fast flowing river, left the lizard he was chasing behind on the other side of the river, climbed a small hillside, identified the direction, and plunged into the mountain.

In terms of speed, no one in Yiming team is faster than Lao Qian except cold beauty. If he hadn't been afraid of [blinking] into the mouth of the monster, Lao Qian might have reached his destination now. He found Tiancai and Dibao and was on his way back.

[blink] it's not omnipotent. It's likely that stealing a chicken won't erode a handful of rice. If the blink point happens to be a wood or stone, no one can find Lao Qian dead anywhere. [blink] the best distance is to visually observe the farthest distance. Unless you know the situation and environment of the destination, you must not use [blink].

As soon as he climbed over a mountain, Lao Qian was dumbfounded. There was a vast white mist enveloping the valley. Not to mention [blinking], it was difficult to distinguish the scenery five meters away. This was a situation Lao Qian had never encountered.

You can't blink out. You can't see the situation ahead. Blinking is definitely looking for death. Go to the top of the mountain! It looks good. At the thought of haunted birds, Lao qian can't do what Lu Ziming doesn't dare to do. He can only go forward with a hard head.

Suddenly, the sound of "rustling" sounded around Lao Qian. Several green mans flashed in the nearby mist, and Lao Qian just found them.

"Monster!"

Before Lao Qian could make a sound, a green light shot out of the mist, "poof poof!" the shaped energy gun in Lao Qian's hand shot out against the green light, and several hisses disappeared into the mist, frightening Lao Qian's tail vertebrae into a cold sweat.

"Run!"

It doesn't matter whether you can kill monsters or not. The problem is that killing monsters will attract more monsters. If you can't kill monsters, it will be more troublesome. The injured monsters will summon more monsters to besiege Lao Qian. Lao qian can't deal with any result. What else can he do except running.

He said he would run without taking away a trace of cloud, but Lao Qian found himself lost and couldn't find the direction when he came. This is bad news.

"What to do?" Lao Qian thought quickly in his mind. This is a trap. If you can't rush out, you will be dead. Rush in one direction and rush out first.

But Lao Qian was wrong, very wrong, because he ran for less than half an hour and found that he was surrounded by monsters before he rushed out.

To be exact, Lao Qian was attacked by two black winged tigers. The black winged tiger looks like a tiger, but it has a pair of three meter long meat wings. There is a foot long sharp corner on the tiger's head. It's very fast. It's impossible to run at this time. There's only one war left.

Panic is useless. Despair will die faster. There may be a glimmer of hope. Lao Qian made a move. Seeing that the black winged tiger was about to rush in front of him, Lao Qian's figure disappeared in place, strangely appeared behind the black winged tiger, and the shaped energy gun in his hand swept at the black winged tiger.

The black winged tiger was not only ferocious, but also more agile. He found that the old money in front of him disappeared in place, and the huge meat wings fanned fiercely. The speed soared to the extreme and disappeared in the mist.

Lao Qian's heart is not good. The black winged tiger will not easily give up his prey. The hidden enemy is always more dangerous than the enemy in the open. As soon as the black winged tiger disappeared, Lao Qian felt the strong wind rising behind him. The black winged tiger didn't know when he came behind him.

There was no time to think. The shaped energy gun in his hand was out of ammunition. It was impossible to reload. Without hesitation, he smashed the shaped energy gun into the black winged tiger and rushed towards the black winged tiger.

Lao Qian's speed is not much slower than that of the black winged tiger. Even during sneak attacks and raids, Lao Qian's [blinking] still has a great advantage.

It has to be said that Lao Qian's escape skills are superb. The [blink] is used by him. It's not generally difficult for the black winged tiger to catch the trace of Lao Qian.

The black winged tiger and Lao Qian are fighting with equal strength. Between you and me, the black winged tiger can't take any chance of Lao Qian. The five tiger steel knife in Lao Qian's hand was waved like a model. For a moment, the shadow of the sword flashed, and Lao Qian's figure had appeared beside the black winged tiger. He picked up the knife and fell to a black winged tiger.

A tiger roared and remembered that Lao Qian had cut a blood hole on one side of the tiger's head. Lao Qian was more confident that he had won the first battle. When the black winged tiger was injured, he slashed the tiger's head again.

One knife after another, one knife was as fast as another. Lao Qian was unreasonable and did not notice that the other black winged tiger had circled behind him.

"Poof!" just when Lao Qian thought that the battle situation was under his control, he suddenly felt a great pain under his ribs. He looked down and saw that a sharp thorn pierced into his body from behind, and the thorn tip came out from in front, with red blood.

Lao Qian was sweating with pain and almost threw away the five tiger knife in his hand, but he knew he would never give up. He clenched his teeth and cut back at his back.

A scream came from behind. The five tiger steel knife in his hand was cut on the head of the black winged tiger. He didn't split the tiger's head, but the five tiger steel knife was stuck by the tiger's head. He felt that his strength was losing old money, and he didn't have the strength to hold the five tiger steel knife in his hand.

The black winged tiger was enraged. The tiger threw the old money out of the thorn tip and fell heavily to the ground. With the meat wing fanning the hurricane, he flew into the air, opened his cannibal mouth, exposed his shining fangs, and rushed from the air towards the old money on the ground.

Lao Qian lay on the ground and struggled to get up, but he found that he couldn't get out of his body. Looking at the black winged tiger that was about to pounce, Lao Qian was unwilling. He saw that he was about to win, but he fell on the last step of the victory end.

Unwilling, anger and despair rushed up from the bottom of my heart and turned into the last force. A shiny dagger appeared in Lao Qian's hand, "come on! Even if you die, you have to drag a cushion.".

The black winged tiger jumped on Lao Qian, and his fangs pierced Lao Qian's neck. The dagger in Lao Qian's hand was also deeply inserted into the belly of the black winged Tiger.