Chapter 252

The ten mosquitoes were scattered around before. When Zhou Fei appeared, Wang Baole immediately analyzed that the gap between the two was not small. It was not impossible to kill each other, but the probability was too low.

So his plan is to kill if he can. If he can't, he will also be beaten away!

Based on such thoughts, he didn't let the mosquitoes fight, but took a large number of magic weapons to confuse his sight, and then surprised the French soldiers. He read the Taoist Scriptures in the bottom of his heart, startled and assisted himself to complete the kill!

At the same time, he also wanted to remedy the failure, that is... These mosquitoes!!

It can be said that after experiencing the Chi Yun rainforest, the fierce beast tide and the Kelun basin, Wang Baole's ruthlessness and calculation are increasing day by day. At the moment, even in order to make the mosquitoes succeed, Wang Baole forced to bite his teeth, and his body quickly regressed, distracting Zhou Fei's attention.

At the moment when Zhou Fei looked up at him, the ten mosquitoes were approaching in an instant, and a shrill roar suddenly came out of Zhou Fei's mouth again. His body was visible to the naked eye, and a sharp pain and indescribable itching made him crazy. In the roaring of his body, a blast of air broke out, and its foundation construction was spread in an all-round way.

Directly smashed all nine mosquitoes, but the gray mosquito was strange, and still rushed in. On his arm, he bit hard, and suddenly covered with blue, which made Zhou Fei's face change greatly. His body suddenly retreated, directly spurted blood, wrapped the gray mosquito that tried to drill into his body, and smashed it with all his strength!

Looking at Zhou Fei who was rapidly retreating, Wang Baole squinted and didn't chase him. He noticed that in the scabbard of his body, except for the gray mosquitoes, other mosquitoes immediately resurrected. Although the gray mosquitoes didn't resurrect immediately, they were obviously accumulating, and it seemed that they could reappear after a period of time.

He breathed a sigh of relief at the bottom of his heart, turned around and went straight to the depths of the jungle.

This battle let him know the gap between himself and Zhuji. Although this was not the first time he fought with Zhuji, it was the most intuitive one. After all, it was he, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan who fought against Zhuji's big and round tree together at the beginning.

And there is actually no such fight between them as with Zhou Fei.

He understood that he was not without the possibility of winning, but that the strength of this magic soldier was not real, and he could control and master it. Even if he made a trick, read the Taoist Scriptures, frighten Zhou Fei, and make his magic skills and magic weapons unstable, after all, he was relying on the foundation of his flesh to forcibly launch the magic soldier. Although all the calculations were effective, they were still worse after all, and he could not kill Zhou Fei, and his own backfire was not small.

If you use it more than three times, I'm afraid you'll collapse without the enemy's action.

"If you want to kill him, unless you are seriously injured and dying..." Wang Baole silently thought and weighed, quickly took out the pill and swallowed it. Unfortunately, his figure disappeared in the depths of the jungle.

Behind him, in the jungle, Zhou Fei, who was retreating, looked pale. He found that Wang Baole did not come to pursue, so he gritted his teeth. In fact, although he was seriously injured, his retreat just now was intentional, and the purpose was to lead Wang Baole to pursue, so as to kill the Jedi.

Even how to do it, he rehearsed it with his brain when he went backwards, but Wang Baole didn't come.

"Cunning bitch!!" Zhou Fei wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, adjusted his breathing, raised his hand and touched the wound on his forehead. While palpitating, he looked at the blue of his right arm.

This blue, like highly toxic, was suppressed by his cultivation, but it could not be dispelled. Even now his arms were numb and cold, which made him even more frightened.

Thinking of his middle stage of building a foundation, he was actually facing a monk who was really full of breath. He was so embarrassed that he didn't even kill him, which made him angry and oppressed. But soon, his eyes showed unprecedented greed, and even his breathing became extremely fast.

"He unexpectedly, has a French soldier!!!" Zhou Fei was more and more excited when he thought of the first battle just now. He was too aware of the value of French soldiers. After all, even he had only six Lingbao. He had been longing for French soldiers for many years, but the value of French soldiers was too high for him to afford or obtain.

Now... In the hands of a monk who was really full of breath, there was a French soldier. For him, after the palpitation, the surprise and excitement were beyond description.

In particular, he had just personally felt the power of the French soldier. At the thought of that terrible feeling, his greed was even more prosperous. In his view, this must be caused by the power of the French soldier.

"This is at least an eight grade French soldier!!!"

"This is mine!!" Zhou Fei's eyes showed excitement. At first, he chased Wang Baole just because of the task to kill him. Now, his purpose has changed. Killing him is just by the way. His real idea is to take Wang Baole's French soldiers after killing him.

The thought that if he had the Dharma soldier, even to some extent, he could fight against Zhuji Da Yuanman made him more excited, but the numbness and coldness in the blue area of his right hand and the bloodstains in the center of his eyebrows made him know that Wang Baole was extremely difficult to deal with, so he narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand immediately, took out a round bead, crushed it, and suddenly a black smoke rolled into the sky.

Soon, in the jungle around it, there were figures roaring, which were the remaining twelve Zhenxi Da Yuanman friars of the fifth heaven family.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately saw Zhou Fei's embarrassment and were shocked, but they didn't dare to ask more.

"Wang Baole has been seriously injured. You catch up. Who can kill this person? I beg for his merits, give him 20 pieces, and directly build a foundation!" Zhou Fei slowly opened his mouth. As soon as they heard it, they all breathed quickly and blushed. One by one, they immediately responded to their orders and followed the direction Zhou Fei pointed out.

Zhou Fei followed, looking at the more than ten monks in front of him, with a touch of indifference and contempt in his eyes.

In his opinion, the only function of these people is to consume Wang Baole. It would be better if they could force Wang Baole to use another French soldier.

With them to consume, you can make yourself here more smoothly kill Wang Baole, so as to obtain the French soldiers. If these people finally know that they have obtained the French soldiers, then the big deal is to plant it on Wang Baole's head, flawless.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fei's eyes were mixed with excited greed, and he gradually disappeared into the distant jungle with everyone.

In the jungle at the moment, Wang Baole breathed heavily and was seriously injured. The main injury was the regurgitation from the French soldier. In fact, if it weren't for the 100% spiritual pulse in his body and the compression method given by his little sister, it would be too much fuller than the normal true breath, otherwise, his regurgitation would be more serious at the moment.

Fortunately, he knows more about the fog than others. In this exploration and moving forward, Wang Baole's direction, the fog gradually increased from a trace, but at this time, in the perspective of mosquitoes, he saw the true and full figures of the fifth heaven family.

"Haunted!" Wang Baole frowned, ignored it, and sped up until he reached the center of the area where the fog was about to grow. Looking around, Wang Baole suddenly turned around and didn't continue to escape. Instead, he raised his right hand, took out the seven grade French soldier's sabre, and with a wave, drew a circle in the area of fifty feet around!

Then he stood there, leaning on the French soldiers, motionless, looking coldly into the jungle in the distance. Soon, there were figures roaring out, surrounded by Wang Baole.

"Those who step into this circle will die!" Looking coldly at the people around, Wang Baole picked up the French soldier's knife, pointed the tip of the knife sideways to the ground, and spoke faintly.

At this moment, although his body was slightly round, there was a thick evil spirit, which exploded abruptly, and a black storm surrounded him, covering the rapidly forming fog here. At the same time, in the black storm, the huge crocodile also loomed, ferocious and ferocious.

The momentum was startling, the killing was diffuse, and the cold meaning spread with this sentence. Even when people felt it, the temperature around them seemed to have decreased a lot.

With Wang Baole's bloody clothes and cold eyes, his words seemed to have some amazing power, which shocked all the monks around, as if... This was a warning from the God of death!!

Gradually, the heavy breathing sound came from the monks around. They were careful one by one and didn't come forward immediately. In fact, the circle and the people in the circle shocked them, and they weren't stupid. The people who can fight against Zhou Fei and don't die were weak for them!

So... In the jungle, both Wang Baole in the circle and the people outside the circle slowly became silent, making this place quiet except for breathing!