Hunting College

The small world of hunting grounds.

Southern savanna.

Under the tallest baobab tree.

The knife light dissipated.

The figure of the captain of the clover hunting team appeared.

I saw him lowered his head, folded his hands in front of his forehead, and his clothes were ragged. The cuts and wounds caused by the slashes crisscrossed, and the flesh turned out, but the wounds that turned out did not have a trace of blood stains. It seemed a bit more hideous.

Among the grass not far from him.

The Queen of Hearts leaned on the knife, half-kneeling on the grass, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her face pale, and she looked like she could faint at any time.

"It hurts..." Jiang Jun slowly lowered his arm, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing the two crooked pale fangs: "However, since you are done cutting... then it's my turn!"

When speaking, the skin and flesh on his body that turned out because of the knife wound contracted, grew, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. These images were so clear in the telescope lens, which caused a lot of surprises in the stands. Zheng Qing believed that even the powerful Baixian used in the school hospital would not have such an effect.

When Jiang Jun's words were finished, all the wounds had disappeared, leaving only a trail of white marks on his dark skin.

"boom!"

The mud under the feet of the zombies exploded.

A gust of wind blew up among the grass.

Just as Joan raised the long knife in his hand, he was blasted into the air with a heavy fist.

"Just... you cut me fifteen times?" Jiang Jun stood under her, raising his head, with a cruel smile on his face: "Then, should I return fifteen punches?!"

As he spoke, his legs were slightly bent and he pushed hard, and instantly appeared above the witch diagonally.

"boom!"

Jiang Jun clasped his fists in both hands and slammed it diagonally from top to bottom, and the witch who was in the air was hit **** the baobab tree not far away like a cannonball.

"Ge Zhitanxi! Snare!"

Luke's roaring curse sounded not far away, and hundreds of vines protruded from the void, criss-crossed and woven into a soft and wide net, wrapping the witches that were ejected, and slowly laying them on the ground.

"Do it!"

Arnie Black's voice sounded almost at the same time as Luke: "The heavens fall to the ground, and the superiority is preserved!"

Several large, dense nets fell from the sky, covering the captain of the clover hunting team in an instant. The net kept falling one by one, Arnie Black was holding the book, his face pale, but he did not dare to relax.

"My horse 虺隤!"

"My Ma Xuanhuang!"

Peter Greenspan and James Zhan Shichen kept throwing the spells commonly known as the "soft leg curse" and the "old-eyed faint curse" outside the net. One after another, the spells stored in the book were thrown out without life. Go, as if they were facing a mad dragon.

Jiang Jun seemed to be stunned by this series of spells, without saying a word, letting more and more snares around him.

Luke took this opportunity to take out a slender scroll from his pocket, and pulled it apart with a painful expression-this is a special magic item with both the effect of the book and the talisman, which can store a powerful Compound spells. Correspondingly, the price of this scroll is very expensive, and the blank scroll alone requires twelve jade coins.

In this round robin, the Red Q Hunting Team only prepared this one reel, originally intending to deal with a group of wild monsters with strength over 10. Unexpectedly, it was finally wasted on another wizard.

"September Sushuang!"

"October Meteorite tuo!"

"On the day of the first day, I will send a bo, and the day of the second is Li Lie (thin)!"

"If it rains and snows, gather Wei Hao first!"

"Like the wind, the wind is blowing!"

The cursed curse resounded throughout the savanna.

With the sound of the spell, the sky was dim and the temperature dropped sharply. The snow-white frost seemed to be covered with all the grass, branches and moss in the blink of an eye.

The breeze swept across the grass and turned into a gale.

The strong wind swept across the treetops and turned into a strong wind.

The wind engulfed Wei Li, tearing the branches. Those thick and tender leaves that had just gathered nutrition in the summer, seemed to be pulled from the branches with force, and fell to the ground.

The strong wind hit the treetops, branches, and trunks, making a beeping crackling sound.

The last trace of warmth in the air dissipated with these crackling noises.

The feather-like snow fell suddenly, and it fell to a foot thick in a moment. Jiang Jun, who was trapped by the net and soft leg curse, soon covered with thick snow and gradually turned into a ‘snow monument’.

A blue light flashed across Luke's hand.

The scroll after releasing the spell turned into pieces of fragments in the blue light, and fell on the ground with the prosperous universities.

The wizard breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had time to look back at his captain.

"Sorry," he looked at the witch sitting under the tree and twitched his mouth: "I wasted the most expensive scroll in the team..."

Queen of hearts smiled reluctantly: "Next time Wormtail will prepare two more..."

Before the words fell, the witch's face changed suddenly.

"Go back!" She forced herself up and shouted to several other hunters not far away.

The ice monument on the snow-covered rampart burst.

Along with a long howl, a blue-black shadow rushed out of the ice monument, with two muffled bangs, and two silhouettes shot out backwards and fell into the snow, silently.

Arnie Black received the witch's message in advance, but with a flash, he appeared under the baobab tree, avoiding Jiang Jun's punch.

Relatively speaking, the other two hunters are not so lucky.

As a fortune-teller, Zhan Shichen was originally not good at magic involving ‘sports’; and Peter Greenspan was a guy with a slightly slow response to combat.

Therefore, the two became the only two victims after breaking Jun's shackles~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Standing in the snow, spreading Jun's arms, feeling the cold snow and the biting wind around them, their faces were a little intoxicated.

"I don't know if you are naive...or are you really stupid." The clover hunting captain's low laughter was engulfed by the wind, and it blew towards the three wizards standing not far away under the tree: "...Choose such a magic. Deal with me! Don’t you know that as undead, zombies like this cold weather the most?"

"If you are preparing a string of'Uncle's Servant', it may still cause a little trouble for our Captain." Another harsh laughter came from behind several Heart Q hunters diagonally.

Luke suddenly turned around and looked pale as he watched the four figures slowly approaching through the wind and snow.

"You guys, it's bad." A yellow-robed wizard frowned, looking at the surrounding wind and snow, with an unusual tone of dissatisfaction: "The tree is dead; the grass is also dead."

"They'll get worse after a while." Another thin wizard walked briskly on the grass, with a nasty smile on his face: "The captain looks like a bad temper... "