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"Sausal!!"

"Sausal!!!"

This sound kept coming from his ears, sounding familiar and unfamiliar, but Mo Fan became subconsciously alert, as if every time he heard this sound, he would encounter something very terrible.

The field of vision is like silk thread, and I don’t know why it is difficult to open the eyes, and the eyelids stick together.

After a while, a sensation of pain came from all over his body, and Mo Fan realized that he should be covered in bruises.

Sure enough, if something big happened when taking such an airline in this way, the situation was no less than a minor crash.

"Where are you here now? Have you arrived at the Eighth Mountain? Why do you look around you... Alas, my head is on the ground, and I said why can't you see anything?" Mo Fan's gaze became clearer, and then he realized what position he was in landing.

Maybe he was sticking his butt, facing the dirt, and his eyes were mostly swollen, so he couldn't open it completely.

"Sausai Sa!!!"

There are some very slight things that fall on you, very much, very fast, but they are very powerful, but they will feel distressed every time they hit your wound.

My body still cannot move, and I feel like I have been twisted into a twist.

Mo Fan himself doesn't remember what he had experienced. Anyway, he will never break through the space countercurrent path again, and his life is almost lost!

"Is there anyone?"

"Is there anyone? Is this the Eighth Mountain? I am the pilot of the crash, and instructor Mo Yifan. If there is anyone, please help me apply some medicine. The soil here smells so smelly, why does it smell like dog shit..."

No one answered Mo Fan, only the rustling sound of rain.

"call!"

Suddenly, a heavy breathing sound came next to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was overjoyed.

Finally someone is there. God bless you. Every hero who falls off the cliff can get a martial arts secret book and a pure and beautiful girl. All he needs is a helping hand!

"coax!"

"coax!"

The man made a low growl, and I don’t know why this sound is unfamiliar and familiar.

Mo Fan turned his head with difficulty and saw a pair of fluffy and thick legs. His big feet without shoes looked like stones. The thick leg hair was more like a dark brown dirty trousers that had been hooked. A bone axe hung beside its waist, and there was blood stain on it. After being washed by the rain, the blood stain dripped down the sharpest position of the bone axe.

Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat. He wanted a living person who could help him up. He was not the one who would stomp down and take his life with an axe at any time!!

Is this also about retribution? I destroyed a nest and went back to give myself such a big gift?

"Brother Shanren, don't be able to move now, but I can still use a lot of magic. If you know the truth, get away with me, otherwise I will immediately peel your skin and rub it on the ground!" Mo Fan said viciously.

"coax!"

"Coax!"

The mountain man, just like he could understand Mo Fan's words, made a mockery sound similar to the screams of a wild boar.

"Give me a smile and recite the qi to the arrow!"

Mo Fan was furious and squeezed out an arrow with the air. The rain fell like a curtain, but the position of the arrow was empty and the outline was clear.

"call out!!"

The arrow of Nianqi was inserted into the back of the mountain man's head at a very fast speed. The mountain man was still laughing, but the laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at the space arrow pierced from the back of his head with disbelief...

"Bang!"

The mountain man fell next to Mo Fan, and all the plasma flowed out, and his face was just aimed at Mo Fan's face that could not be raised.

"I just can't move, it doesn't mean I can't use magic, I'm stupid!" Mo Fan cursed.

The mountain man was not completely dead. He stared at Mo Fan, but at the last moment of his life he showed a strange expression.

Just as Mo Fan was puzzled by the behavior of this mountain man, many footsteps came from all around him. Then Mo Fan saw pairs of barefoots stepping on the mud, and heavy breathing sounds followed.

What a situation!!

Didn’t I teleport to the Eighth Mountain Gate? Why did I enter the mountain people’s nest? This group of people was not in the annual meeting!

"Is it still time for me to apologize to you now? Brother Shanren, please cheer up!" Mo Fan said to the face of Shanren beside him.

The next second, the mountain man's head tilted and his breath of life was completely gone. I'm afraid he couldn't answer Mo Fan's question.

Mo Fan was so amused that he didn't change his temper. Why didn't he change his temper? Why did he use his mind to penetrate a hole in his head? He didn't care about the dignity of a war-level monster at all.

Shaking his head, Mo Fan was determined to make money from now on, even if he was facing demons.

kindness??

My head can turn...

It's good to be able to turn, so that you can control more air and lock around your surrounding targets.

Damn, I am making a fortune with you savages!!

I still want my own life, so I kowtow to all of them first!!

"Thoughts of thought, thousands of threads!"

The arrows that were clear in the rain appeared one after another, and with Mo Fan's eyes, they attacked the surrounding group of mountain people who were eyeing each other with great accuracy.

If you say you have to kowtow and apologize, you must kowtow and apologize. Mo Fan carefully controlled it and nailed the arrow directly from the kneecaps of the mountain men. He saw a bloody flower spreading on the feet of each mountain men in the dense rain. Dozens of mountain men were kneeling on the ground as if they had run into the mountain patrol king!!

"kowtow!"

The arrows began to grow longer under Mo Fan's control, looking like spears and arrows. At the moment when the mountain people knelt down, the air spears were inserted diagonally from their heads to the ground, nailing the heads of the mountain people to the muddy ground!

His legs were kneeling on the ground, and his body was bending violently because his head was nailed to the ground. Blood flowed and melted into the rain. For a moment, all the mountain people were fixed in this position like specimens, and surrounded Mo Fan several times. The most strange style was that Mo Fan himself, who accepted this kind of death kneeling and worshipped like a king, was actually in this position.

This is his position since he fell to the ground.

"Is there anyone?"

"Come and help me!!"

"Heavenly killed, where is this... Are there any little fairies from the mountains coming to help me. I want to save the world and can't waste too much time here."

The smell of blood spread, which easily attracted a large group of barbaric monsters.

Mo Fan's bones have not recovered yet, so he can only salute with the surrounding mountain specimens.
Chapter completed!