Evolution Begins with a Scarecrow

The long sword was mixed with a little energy, like lightning, quickly magnifying in Qin Xiaofeng's eyes.

Just when the long sword was about to touch Qin Xiaofeng's head, Qin Xiaofeng retreated, and the death sickle appeared just in front of the long sword.

Sparks flew everywhere, and a powerful impact spread to Qin Xiaofeng's arms, making him take a step back.

"Hehe, there was a moment, but he was just an F-level low-level man, and he actually managed to withstand my sneak attack." The yellow-haired man holding the sword grinned, and a ferocious scar trembled on his face.

The man's voice was extremely harsh, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You..." Qin Xiaofeng pressed down on the scythe, suppressing the long sword, and at the same time kicked the man on the stomach, kicking him away. "The sound is too unpleasant. It's better not to speak."

The yellow-haired man suddenly stopped, trying to stop his retreating body, but it was not until a scratch of more than ten meters long was made on the hard ground that the yellow-haired man could stop his retreating body. .

"You..." Veins popped up on the yellow-haired man's forehead, and the F-level mid-level aura spread out without reservation. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Luo Linlin twitched her lips. She didn't know where Qin Xiaofeng got the confidence to say that other people's voices were unpleasant.

At the same time, Luo Linlin silently took a few steps back to clear the fighting space for the two of them.

With her current strength, it is already difficult to participate in this kind of battle.

"I just think your voice is unpleasant..." Qin Xiaofeng muttered, and rushed forward with a sickle.

"My day..." Before the yellow-haired man could say anything, Qin Xiaofeng's scythe hit him head-on. The man had to raise his sword to resist Qin Xiaofeng's scythe.

"Wait...!" The man tried his best to flick Qin Xiaofeng's scythe away, and opened his mouth to say something, but was once again knocked back by Qin Xiaofeng's scythe following closely.

"As long as you save..."

"Don't……."

After resisting Qin Xiaofeng's rounded sickle several times, the yellow-haired man finally took advantage of Qin Xiaofeng's opportunity to retract his attacks, jumped back, and opened the distance between the two.

The yellow-haired man was breathing heavily, and the arm holding the sword was shaking a little, and there were several large gaps in the long sword that was as sharp as iron.

The yellow-haired man looked at his long sword with distress, but heard Qin Xiaofeng's sound like the soles of his shoes rubbing against him.

"Is this the level of an F-level mid-level? By the way, why did you attack me?"

"Huh!" Veins popped out on the yellow-haired man's head, but he thought that the black-robed man in front of him was also not easy to mess with, so he said angrily: "The He Feng that the woman just killed was one of the public officials of our association. , considering that you are quite capable elements, I will not pursue his death, but you have to..." for his storage bag."

Before the yellow-haired man could finish speaking, a scythe was pointed at his head and struck down in the air.

The man hurriedly stretched out his sword to resist the scythe's blade, only to find that a tiny crack slowly spread on the sword's blade.

"Your voice is too unpleasant, so shut up." Qin Xiaofeng pressed down on the scythe, and the cracks on the long sword spread rapidly. Seeing that the long sword was about to break, the yellow-haired man gritted his teeth. disappeared without a trace.

"Huh?" After losing the target, Qin Xiaofeng's body tilted slightly. At the same time, the figure of the yellow-haired man appeared behind Qin Xiaofeng. The long sword flashed cold light and pointed at the back of Qin Xiaofeng's neck. Cut it off.

"We got it!" Seeing that the long sword was about to touch the back of Qin Xiaofeng's neck, the yellow-haired man couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile.

"Ha." Qin Xiaofeng raised the corners of his mouth and a red light flashed in his eyes. Several straws shot out from the body and wrapped around the yellow-haired man's arms.

At the same time, Qin Xiaofeng put one hand on the ground, turned around, faced the long sword, and slashed at it.

The long sword broke. At the moment of contact with the sickle, the faint crack spread instantly, causing it to break into two parts at the crack.

The scythe continued unabated and stabbed the yellow-haired man in the chest.

At the same time, the yellow-haired man broke away from the straw on his body and hid backwards, avoiding the fatal blow of the scythe. However, the tip of the scythe drew a shallow blood mark on his chest.

Seeing this, many onlookers around them let out bursts of exclamations. This kind of fierce battle is rare even among F-level mid-level players.

"Let's go, this kind of battle is not something we can participate in. Be careful of getting involved." Mo Longhao pulled his team members and urged them to leave quickly.

The group of people among the onlookers were the same people who 'led' Qin Xiaofeng to the giant cave.

Everyone responded and followed captain Mo Longhao towards the camp, but only one person did not move.

Fu Fang carried everyone's luggage and did not leave with them. He just stood in the crowd and quietly watched the fight between Qin Xiaofeng and Qin Xiaofeng with a strange smile on his lips.

"Didn't you hear? Why don't you leave!" Tang Yinghong saw Fu Fang standing there in a daze and stepped forward, kicking Fu Fang to the ground.

"If you are involved in the battle, can you take the responsibility? It doesn't matter if you die, but don't implicate us!" Tang Yinghong's sharp voice rang out, attracting frequent glances from the people around him.

"It's just that a crane tailman is so unwieldy. Isn't it because of us that he can survive until now?" Another team member also scolded with dissatisfaction.

Mo Longhao frowned, but didn't say anything.

He knew that in this dangerous cave where death could occur at any time, his team members had accumulated too much emotions that needed to be vented over the past few days.

Compared with these, this newcomer, who is only a low-level G-level player, seems not that important.

Mo Longhao sighed, although the other party was a little apologetic, but...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon." Fu Fang hurriedly got up from the ground, picked up the kicked luggage on the ground, and quickly patted the dust on it.

"Bah! What a waste." Tang Yinghong spat, without even looking at Fu Fang.

"Okay, okay, please stop saying a few words." Seeing that everyone was about to answer the conversation again, Mo Longhao hurriedly interrupted: "We are not far from the camp, so hurry up."

Everyone then gave up and followed Mo Longhao's footsteps.

Fu Fang wiped everyone's packages clean, carried them on his back, turned around and looked at Qin Xiaofeng on the battlefield, quickly followed everyone's footsteps, and at the same time said to himself in a voice that only he could hear clearly: " Is that the straw mutant that was following behind before? Why did it become an undead creature and its level has been improved... Hehe, things seem to be getting interesting."