"Boom!"

Along with the rumbling sound, Fang Ping had already bulldozed the fourth house.

After all, a lower-level third-level warrior has not yet reached the level of inhumanity. At this moment, Fang Ping was sweating profusely from exhaustion and was consuming a huge amount of energy and blood.

…

Behind the village.

"Great missionary work, what should we do now?"

Someone asked in a low voice, and among the crowd, a middle-aged strong man frowned slightly and said slowly: "We must die today, but death is not something to be afraid of!

Now, only a group of fledgling Eagle Dogs from Wuhan University are here!

These rookies have now chosen the most strenuous and consuming method.

If that's the case, then satisfy them!

The first-level warriors are now starting to attack and harass them, slowing them down and wearing down their patience.

When their patience is gone, these people will become more impatient...

Bulldozing the houses, even if they are done in rotation, the consumption of energy and blood cannot be made up in a short time.

All second- and third-grade warriors must gather together. In half an hour, follow my orders and attack and kill those third-grade warriors together!

Half an hour is not enough for them to replenish their energy and blood, so we will wait for work and kill as many as we can!"

"yes!"

…

Following the middle-aged orders, cult warriors began to appear one after another to attack and harass.

Gu Xiong and others didn't care, they killed them as soon as they came, and pretended to bulldoze the houses together, with pale faces.

There are not too many buildings in Panshi Village, but there are about a hundred households.

But after more than a dozen houses at the entrance of the village were bulldozed, the full picture of Panshi Village was gradually revealed to everyone.

Glancing at the houses at the rear, Fang Ping whispered: "Just bulldoze some houses in the middle and that will be enough. Leave a few people here to pretend to recover their energy and blood."

Several third-level warriors heard this and sat down cross-legged. They threw a piece of chocolate or something into their mouths and swallowed it.

…

Next, every time a few houses were bulldozed, a few people began to recover their energy and blood.

Half an hour later, Fang Ping gasped and said, "It's almost there. I guess the person is about to come out. If he doesn't come out, it means he has sneaked into the back mountain."

It has been pushed to the end. If it doesn't come out anymore, it means that everyone has run away and is no longer in the village.

Hearing this, Gu Xiong suddenly shouted: "Withdraw!"

Everyone retreated one after another. The blind advance at this moment made people suspicious.

"Can't leave!"

As soon as Gu Xiong finished speaking, more than ten people rushed towards the house from both sides of the house behind him!

Gu Xiong shouted: "Others support us!"

"Stop those people!"

The Great Preacher shouted loudly, and dozens of people rushed out from behind again, bypassing Fang Ping and the others, and attacked and killed Zhang Ziwei and others behind them.

The great preacher didn't talk nonsense. He glanced at Fang Ping and everyone, and shouted: "Kill all these eagle dogs and satisfy their desire for trial!"

Having said that, the big preacher came straight to Gu Xiong.

Gu Xiong didn't show any weakness, he stepped on the ground, his fists burst out with a faint glow of blood, and in the blink of an eye he started a close-quarters fight with his opponent!

"Bang!"

Before Fang Ping and the others could barely take action, Gu Xiong flew out and shouted: "Third-grade peak, here are a few more people!"

There is a huge gap between a third-grade peak warrior and a third-grade early stage warrior!

When Gu Xiong was in the second-level realm, he could fight against a mid-level third-level warrior. But now that he was in the third-level realm, he had just exchanged a few moves with the opponent before he was knocked upside down and sent flying.

As soon as he roared, Zhao Yang, Yu Xianghua and the others gave up their opponents and rushed towards the Great Mission.

Fang Ping didn't waste any time and rushed over quickly.

Six third-level warriors began to besiege the big missionary.

Fang Ping poked the opponent's thigh, but he took several steps back, his energy and blood fluctuating greatly.

"Third-grade peak warrior!"

Fang Ping's eyes were solemn. As expected, there was a clear gap between him and the third-grade junior middle class.

The opponent's defense is too strong, and once hit by a counterattack, Fang Ping and the others will be seriously injured.

Several people here were attacking the great evangelist. Chen Pengfei next to him suddenly shouted: "Third-grade high-ranking disciple, please help!"

As soon as these words came out, several third-level students nearby gave up their opponents again and began to besiege the third-level high-level martial artist Chen Pengfei was facing.

10 of the 15 third-level warriors were entangled by these two people at once.

There were still seven or eight cult warriors and third-grade warriors left, and they began to besiege the remaining students.

Even so, the students who besieged the Grand Evangelist and the third-grade high-level student were at a disadvantage, and they were constantly injured and retreated.

"Zhang Ziwei! Kill them quickly and come to help. Some of the second-level peak ones will come!"

Chen Pengfei yelled, the four third-grade and first-level warriors were being beaten and retreated steadily.

The third-grade high-level warrior they faced used an alloy long stick. When the stick was struck, everyone's energy and blood surged, and their internal organs were trembling. Chen Pengfei, as the main force, kept vomiting blood and retreating. The other three people had limited effect.

Zhang Ziwei and others were also quickly killing the cult warriors blocking the way.

However, although these people were small in number, they were all fearless and fearless, and they blocked more than 200 people at the perimeter.

The great missionary snorted coldly: "There is still a little bit of care. It does not consume much energy and blood, but it is useless to rely on this little care. If I kill you three-level people, I think next time, the eagle dogs of Wuhan University will not take us for granted."

Ignorant idea of ​​a trial stone!”

The Great Preacher did not use weapons, and he still had the energy to speak at this moment. As he spoke, the opponent punched Zhao Yang back with a punch. Zhao Yang's face flushed, and the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Hold him!"

Zhao Yang roared angrily, his temples instantly collapsed, and a faint glow of blood appeared on his hands, visible to the naked eye!

When everyone in Fang Ping saw this, they all clung to the big preacher. The next moment, Zhao Lei's fists were like thunder. When the big preacher was unable to defend himself, he punched him in the head.

The big preacher gave a low shout, knocked back several people around him, and raised his body suddenly. Zhao Yang's fist failed to hit his head, but hit his shoulder. There was a roar of metal collision between the two.

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"That's right. If you were a third-grade high-ranking person, I might be seriously injured. What a pity!"

The big missionary's shoulder collapsed slightly, and blood flowed out, but the root was not injured.

Zhao Yang failed to master the trick. He had just punched out nearly 200 calories of energy and blood, reaching the level of a third-level killer, but he still only slightly injured the opponent.

As for Zhao Yang himself, his energy and blood were weak and declining sharply.

On the other side, Chen Pengfei and others could no longer hold on. Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Ziwei led several second-grade peak warriors and quickly attacked and killed him, and began to tangle with the third-grade high-level warrior.

Everyone in Fang Ping somewhat overestimated themselves.

Not to mention the fourth-grade warriors, at this moment, they are only a third-grade high-level, a third-grade peak, which is a bit overwhelming for them.

The attacks the opponent casually unleashes are no less powerful than their so-called killer moves.

The opponent's burst of energy and blood was not too much.

One move after another can release twenty or thirty calories of energy and blood, and the power is probably close to their move that bursts out a hundred calories of energy and blood.

As for this great preacher, he actually didn't take many shots and relied more on his physical defense.

Gu Xiong said loudly: "He is deliberately consuming our blood!"

A third-grade peak martial artist, with qi and blood as high as 1,000 calories, and all the muscles, bones, and flesh of his body have been tempered to the peak. Except for his head and internal organs, his body is close to being indestructible.

Many times during the Great Mission, he would rather suffer minor injuries than fight back. Instead, he would allow others to attack him and rely on his strong body to resist.

Gu Xiong roared angrily, but the big preacher remained silent. This is something that everyone with a discerning eye knows. The key is that if you don't attack, he will attack you. If you are not careful, you can beat someone to death with just one move.

At this moment, everyone was riding a tiger and had no choice but to attack with all their strength. The great missionary also continued to have scars on his body, but they were all minor injuries. On the contrary, Fang Ping and others were more seriously injured, and their energy and blood were greatly consumed.

The others were a little anxious. When Fang Ping saw this, he suddenly shouted: "You go and deal with the third-grade high-ranking ones, leave it to me here!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the big preacher was a little dazed.

"What are you looking at? Go ahead!"

After saying that, Fang Ping slashed with his long sword, and his energy and blood almost condensed into the light of the sword!

The great missionary concentrated his mind and stopped being distracted. Blood flashed on his fists, and the long knife he punched continued to tremble.

"Let's see how many tricks you can use!"
To be continued...