The hinterland of the country of grass, the junction of common landform grassland and virgin forest, night.
The soft moonlight sprinkled quietly, coating the grassland and the dense virgin forest with a layer of silver light. The soft night wind seemed to become a bit manic, and with a "wheeze", it crossed the grassland to the junction of the virgin forest. .
"Wow!"
The green grass that was originally swaying under the soft night breeze suddenly separated to the two sides, divided into silver grass waves and swept outward.
"Boom!"
The next second, under the quiet night sky, amidst the waves of grass, a dull heavy object hits a hard object, sounded at the edge of the virgin forest, with a muffled sound, as the grass waves spread. go with.
"Crack!"
Then, a sound of cracking hard objects sounded.
"Crack...crack...crack, click!"
After this sound, the sound of hard objects cracking quickly flashed, and a series of sound, under the quiet night sky, on the empty grassland, spread far away.
"boom--!"
The next second, amidst the loud sound of a giant tree falling down, the primitive giant tree at the outermost edge of the virgin forest slowly fell inward. With a "rumbling", it hit the tree behind it, and sawdust and dust instantly It evaporates from below and on both sides, gathers into a group, and spreads with the rumbling sound.
"puff!"
But at this moment, the spreading sawdust dust group suddenly opened, and a figure flying backwards rushed out, with a "poof", it slammed into the giant on the other side of the oblique side. After a muffled cough on the branch trunk, it slid down slowly against the not-rough trunk.
"Quick...Run away..."
As the figure fell to the ground, and at this moment, a faint sound sounded slowly in the smoke cloud wrapped in sawdust dust.
"Ahem..."
Then came a cough, accompanied by the sound of liquid spilling into the soil, coming from the smoke screen.
At this moment, the figure flying upside down, pressing his forehead with one hand, slowly stood up from the roots of the primitive giant tree, his face was full of pain, and his eyes seemed to be sluggish. A nosebleed, from his He was left in his nose. Under the impact, he seemed to be a little stunned. After standing up, he shook a few times, and almost didn't fall off again. Finally, he stumbled and stood up straight against the trunk.
"Ahem!"
Leaning on the huge tree trunk, the figure coughed a few more times, and smoothly wiped the blood from the nose, the confusion and dullness in his eyes disappeared, turning into a touch of pain and a little doubt.
Just...what happened just now!
Both the back and the head hit, what happened at that moment?
I remember, I just saw that Yunyin!
Did that Yunyin do it?
But this speed...
The figure's eyes moved slowly to his right side, and he quickly saw the figure of the 20- or 30-year-old man wearing a cloud-covered forehead who had slid out a distance on the grass and stopped.
not him……
So who was it, who threw me out in an instant...
The concussion in his brain made him a little bit intermittent in his thoughts, and some memories that should have appeared could not be recalled. The scene before him seemed to be dangling with ghost images, and a feeling of nausea and dizziness floated up.
No...
I hit the back of my head, my whole head is humming, I can't analyze and think deeply, and I can't remember!
With the nausea and dizziness and the thought in his mind, another slip of nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils. Qin Ru's lips with a little dust slowly filled the gap between the lips and teeth. Open.
"Cough! Cough!"
At this time, from the wood dust and smoke in front, coughing sounded again, and two faint figures slowly emerged from the smoke.
"Pl...Pl..."
In the smoke that had faded to a certain degree, he could see mouthfuls of blood splashing on the ground with the bursts of coughing.
And in his pupils, the scene in the smoke was reflected more and more clearly, and at the same moment, the buzzing in his brain gradually followed his thoughts of horror and even horror. After disappearing, his eyes slowly widened in horror.
This is impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!
How could he... how could he!
At this moment, the moment that couldn't be recalled just now, slowly surfaced in his mind.
At that time, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the running Yunyin, but his eyes suddenly darkened. A strong fist suddenly flashed right in front of his nose. At this moment, his hand was He grabbed it suddenly, and then a huge force surged in, and he was thrown away. The moment he was thrown away, only a silhouette was seen, blocking his original position, and then there was a muffled noise, smoke and dust. Violent.
At this moment, just as the picture flashed, he couldn't help it, and he blurted out a shout, with despair and disbelief.
"Chiba--!"
In this loud roar, his eyes flashed bright red suddenly, and the writing wheel eyes of San Gouyu flashed suddenly, and the three Gouyu suddenly spread out to enlarge and deform.
"Quickly... escape, Hirohiko..."
Chiba looked down at the huge fist that was deeply embedded in his chest. Pieces of gray thin rocky skin was peeling down. In this faint speech, another mouthful of blood was spit out, splashed on the ground and stained red. There was a large piece of green grass in front of him, and then, his eyes turned to his right side, there was a loud voice from the back, the poker face had already turned into a sad and frightened teenager, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
too fast……
At that moment, he had no time to react. He was hit before he could even use the rock hardening technique. Without any protective measures, he was hit by the next fist that could come almost in an instant. The man was directly hit obliquely from top to bottom on the giant tree that had broken behind him.
He had only time to get his attention attracted by other things~www.novelhall.com~ and Hirohiko who had not reacted yet, threw it out, and in the flick, his chest hit the one who was originally planning to hit Hirohiko with a punch. Also smashed himself on the fist flying.
"Quick... escape..."
Looking at the sad and terrified young man, Chiba's lips hummed, and he uttered these words with difficulty, but it sounded like a meaningless repetition after dying. His thinking has slowly begun to blur. .
What Hongyan said...absolutely, absolutely no way...
There is no way to beat this person in front of you!
At this time, during the words, Chiba's eyes moved hard, panting and blood flowing in his mouth, slowly looking forward, looking at the punch that smashed him into the tree from midair. Man.
The burly man with bronze-colored skin and beard-beared blond hair that was faintly aging like barbed eyes, whose murderous intent was slowly fading.
Can't beat...
Three generations of Raikage!