Author: Bingtang Fat Chang

More than a month later, in the wilderness area, there were rows of dilapidated buildings, and the sky was overcast.

Wang Yuan was walking on the street, striding like this, carrying a sword on his back.

This street, which was probably spotless before the Great Nirvana and not even a piece of garbage could be found, is now overgrown with weeds.

Wang Yuan walked along the street without any concealment. When he encountered a monster blocking the way, he directly slashed at it with his sword. Whether it was a beast soldier or a beast general, they were all broken into two pieces by his sword.

Wang Yuan didn't even bother to collect monster materials, so he kicked the monster entities to both sides of the street to ensure that road traffic would not be affected.

Following his move.

In the buildings on both sides, monsters suddenly let out low roars, and their figures turned into afterimages from shops, sewers, and high-rise buildings and rushed out, attacking Wang Yuan.

These monsters are hidden in the building, and each one is famous for its attack and killing methods.

The three afterimages are the Beast Commander-level monster, the Three-Life Cat Demon, the Beast Commander-level monster, the Light Rat, and the Beast Commander-level monster, the Shadow Leopard.

Attack-type monsters all have a unified characteristic, that is, they are fast, far faster than other monsters of the same level.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The three afterimages all exceeded the speed of sound in an instant, and surrounded and attacked Wang Yuan from three directions without making too much noise in the air. They were bound to kill Wang Yuan with one blow.

If an ordinary warrior faces the attack of the three assassination-type monsters, he will definitely die. Even a junior war god may be injured if he is not careful.

However, Wang Yuan only moved his ears slightly.

Later.

Clang!

The sword is unsheathed.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

Three swords were struck in a row, and the three sword lights lit up in the street like mist, illuminating some monsters hidden in the surrounding shops, and one could even clearly see the frightened looks in the eyes of these monsters.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The sword was returned to its sheath, and the light of the sword quickly dimmed.

In front of Wang Yuan, there were three corpses that had been broken into two parts. The wounds were neat and smooth, and blood was flowing gurglingly, seeping into the soil along the seams of the stone bricks.

After Wang Yuan finished all this, his expression did not change at all. He just raised his head and looked into the distance, where several figures in combat uniforms had been staring at him for an unknown length of time.

These figures seemed to be frightened after seeing Wang Yuan cleanly kill the three-headed beast-level monster. They no longer dared to stare at Wang Yuan and quickly disappeared from Wang Yuan's field of vision.

"The third wave."

This is not the first time Wang Yuan has encountered someone staring at him.

Ever since he entered the wilderness, Wang Yuan had always felt that someone was watching him. These people were very measured and did not approach him. They just paid attention to Wang Yuan's movements from a distance.

These days, this is already the third wave of people Wang Yuan has encountered in the wilderness area.

If he guessed correctly, these people should all be sent by Wang Xingping.

Ever since Zhao Guang and Wang Ming passed the news to Wang Xingping more than a month ago, Wang Yuan noticed that there were many strange figures around Mingyue Community, as if they were trying to find out some news.

But Mingyue Community is the base camp of Yangzhou City Extreme Guild Hall after all, and ordinary people can't get close to it. These people can't even enter the community, and Wang Yuan doesn't care.

Later, in order to hone his skills and body skills, Wang Yuan went to the wilderness area and met these people again.

Only warriors can survive in the wilderness area.

In order to explore Wang Yuan's true strength, Wang Xingping hired a large number of warriors.

It's a pity that these warriors are too weak, and there are only a few generals. They only dare to stare at Wang Yuan, but they dare not get close, let alone take action.

And Wang Yuangang's knife attack was naturally performed for these people to see.

I believe that this time, Wang Xingping will no longer take any chances.

"It's been a week."

Wang Yuan looked up at the sky, "I have been in the wilderness area for more than a week, and my combat skills have been honed. My sword skills should have reached the peak of my expertise."

"There are also body skills."

Wang Yuan's figure suddenly flashed, and in an instant a series of phantoms appeared around him, but his body had already appeared on the rooftop of a building hundreds of meters away.

Whoosh.

Wang Yuan's figure kept jumping between the buildings, like a stream of light, moving left and right. Every flash was like teleporting, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

Shenfa "Flowing Light".

This is a top-level movement technique included in the Nine-Level Thunder Sword, and you can practice it without purchasing a complete Thunder Sword.

And all the skill points Wang Yuan gained in this month were added to this, allowing his Liuguang Shenfa to directly break through to the realm of Dacheng.

According to the classification of Shenfa, Wang Yuan's current Shenfa is at least the artistic conception level, and it is not yet the first to enter the artistic conception level.

In terms of body skills, sword skills, and combat skills, Wang Yuan's weakest thing now is probably his combat skills, followed by his sword skills.

After all, combat skills and sword skills are not specific skills. The general scope is too broad, and there is no way to add more points.

"I've been out for more than a week and it's time to go back."

Wang Yuan put the materials collected from the three-headed beast-level monster into his backpack and prepared to return to the base city.

Walking on the road in the wilderness, Wang Yuan suddenly felt a faint vibration behind him. He couldn't help but turn around and saw a dozen warriors in combat uniforms running in panic in the wilderness, sometimes running, sometimes jumping ten times.

A few meters away, everyone was running very fast.

Wang Yuanyi saw that behind these warriors, there was a mass of black monsters. Each monster was only about thirty centimeters in size, and the palm of his hand was slightly larger, but it was a tide of beasts composed of these little monsters.

, causing the warriors in front to throw away their swords, shields, etc. and run as fast as they could!

"Rat Tide?"

When Wang Yuan saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered that in the original work, there did seem to be a rat tide around the city of 0231, and it was a third-level rat tide.

And in this third-level rat tide, a God-of-War-level warrior in humanity died.

That God of War seems to be called Lu Gang?

"I actually forgot about this."

Wang Yuan sighed slightly, but he didn't care in his heart.

The black swarm of rats in the eye circles seems to be boundless, spreading all over the wilderness, and its length is only a few hundred meters. With each rat beast being 30 centimeters long, this swarm of rats should number nearly 100,000, which is already considered a small size.

There is a tide of rats. Even warriors at the warrior level will be devoured and killed.

But for Wang Yuan, this small tide of rats was still not enough.

Even a level three rat tide poses no threat to Wang Yuan.

The third-level rat tide can kill the strong God of War. That’s because the war god who can be killed is only a junior war god and is not good at movement and speed. That’s why he was heavily surrounded by the rat tide, and then fell into a sea of ​​beasts and was besieged by endless rat beasts. Finally,

Died from exhaustion of physical strength.

And Wang Yuan's body skills are stronger than most high-level war gods.

A small third-level rat tide really can't do anything to him.

"Brother, run! Run! This is a rat tide!"

Seeing Wang Yuan still in a daze, the dozen or so warriors who were supposed to be from two teams, one of them, a middle-aged man from a distance, shouted anxiously and reminded him.

After shouting this sentence, the big man's speed dropped a bit. It was obvious that he had exhausted too much energy and it was difficult to even shout a sentence.

"Why haven't the troops come yet?"

"If you don't come again, you will really be dead this time!"

The warrior who reminded Wang Yuan was anxious in his heart. He gritted his teeth and accelerated suddenly, slightly widening the distance from the rat tide again. He didn't slow down slightly until he was more than tens of meters away.

"I can't run."

"Me too!"

A dozen warriors made eye contact with each other, and they were all helpless and painful. Their extreme running speed could be much faster than these rat tides. But since it was the extreme speed, it was destined that they would not last long! Just like humans before the Great Nirvana Period

, at that time, running 100 meters in ten seconds was considered extremely fast.

One hundred meters takes ten seconds.

But what about one thousand meters? Is 100 seconds okay?

The same goes for these warriors. They can reach speeds of fifty or sixty meters per second in an instant. However, they have been fleeing for nearly half an hour, and their current speed can only maintain a speed of 40 meters per second! Once the rat tide approaches,

They squeeze themselves as hard as they can to run faster.

Now they have traveled almost two hundred miles since they fled! You can imagine how tired these warriors are!

"Army, come quickly."

"This place is very close to the military area. Why haven't the troops arrived yet?"

More than a dozen warriors looked anxious. Seeing the rat tide chasing them closer and closer, they were all a little desperate.
To be continued...