Worldly Stunning Blade

At this time, the role of personal strength is fully reflected. The physical differences between swordsmen and magicians also appeared.

Rijkaard was originally in the front, but because he was a magician, his physical fitness was slightly worse than that of a swordsman. Gullit had caught up with him and they went hand in hand.

Followed by Basten, followed by Simon and fenecher, their positions have changed from the original last to the front. Then came Catherine, who, with her Orc physique, ran a few points faster than Drogba, who was a male and her level.

At the end of the race was Si LAN, and Ling Feng also deliberately fell in a position synchronized with her. I don't know whether it's the magician's reason or something else. Ling Feng found that although her strength was one order higher than Catherine, her speed was far lower than Catherine. At this time, she was already sweating and her internal breathing was obviously unstable. If you run like this again, you will be caught up by those terrible black ants.

Ling Feng is thinking that slang has the blood of Fox family. Will she become a fox to run when her life is threatened? The fox is definitely much faster than she is now.

Unknowingly, the two people have gradually become farther and farther away from the first seven people.

By the time fenecher noticed, the gap had become large. The terrible ant has caught up with Silan and Lingfeng. Catherine, who had been running desperately forward, suddenly saw elder fenecher running back at this time and gave a pause for a while. It was only when fenacher quickly crossed her and shouted, "keep running, don't stop, I'll help swan." Catherine looked behind her, hesitated, clenched her teeth and continued to run forward.

At the same time, Simon also retreated some distance and began to pull Drogba forward. Gulit knew his strength and asked Basten to go back and pull Ling Feng while running.

But obviously everyone underestimated the speed of black ants. Although they walk in a straight line, several people run laterally. But because their width is really large, according to the current speed, the first few people can run a few steps safely. Even the speed of Drogba and Catherine is enough to protect themselves. Only Silan and Lingfeng are very dangerous.

Ling Feng sighed. It seemed that it was too late to wait for fenecher to come. He looked at Swan again. Her face is still covered with a veil, and her purple curly hair is particularly dynamic during running, especially the purple tail, which is very good-looking. Just from her breathing, Ling Feng heard a trace of disorder.

Ling Feng had to stretch out his hand and hold Silan.

Silan looked at Ling Feng suspiciously as he ran. I don't doubt that Ling Feng takes advantage of her at this time. But she didn't run fast and her pace was chaotic. Although Ling Feng doesn't run fast, at least now his pace is still relatively steady. This is very clear in Silan's heart. If Ling Feng tries harder, he still has hope to run out of this dangerous range.

But at this time, Ling Feng suddenly stretched out his hand to help her, and she was more or less stunned. She didn't want to involve Ling Feng, a first-class swordsman who didn't say much to her along the way. They only exchanged a few words when they had a barbecue.

However, a moment later, her doubts became stronger. Since Ling Feng held her hand, a warm energy came into her body along the place where the two shook hands to help her recover the disorder of internal breathing.

It was because she was anxious for a long time, and today she suddenly had to work hard, which made her body a little uncomfortable, so her internal breathing performance was very bad. Ling Feng guessed that this should be the reason why she was too worried. It seems that the man who needs the dark lightning sable to save his life has a great relationship with this swan. Ling Feng helped her. After combing the breath in her body, LAN's pace was obviously much more stable and faster.

Ling Feng watched the ant Corps getting closer and closer. He didn't want to be entangled by these terrible guys, so he accelerated his pace and drove Silan's speed. After a rush, they ran over their route as the ant Corps passed behind them. A few people not far away were both nervous and happy.

Ling Feng didn't stop immediately. He took Silan and ran forward for tens of meters. After confirming that it was safe, he let go of her hand.

Silan sat down on the ground without image, leaning against a tree and gasping for breath, but he said to Ling Feng for the first time: "thank you."

Ling Feng also sat on the ground and smiled at her. It was a smile to celebrate the escape from death, especially brilliant. Although Ling Feng was able to run for his life, it didn't prevent him from being happy.

Then several people leaned over and looked at a lot of brilliance in Ling Feng's eyes. Even Catherine, who had never looked good at him, was more curious about his eyes. Then they took Lan's hand and began to whisper something.

"Hahaha, I knew Ling Feng's little brother was not easy." Gullit came over and happily patted Ling Feng on the shoulder.

"Where, where, I just practiced running before. So, when it comes to running, I'm still good at it." Ling Feng said modestly. He was always embarrassed to say, well, you really didn't look out of sight. I'm really not simple.

"Anyway, I want to thank you." after a period of rest, Silan recovered a lot. There is more calm in the voice.

"A little help." Ling Feng didn't want others to focus on him, so he changed the topic and asked, "by the way, Mr. Rijkaard, what kind of Warcraft is this?" he pointed to the black ants moving forward in a fast and crazy straight line.

They all looked at Rijkaard. If he hadn't found out early and made the right choice, now they must be trapped in the camp of the black ant. Now look at the horror of those black ants, and everyone's heart is cold. Think about whether you can come out if you are really trapped in an ant colony.

Only Silan looked at Ling Feng from time to time. The warm breath he left in her body is still moving along a certain route. The route is very strange, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling. Ling Feng consciously changed the topic. When she wanted to come, she must be afraid of saying this strange smell. Therefore, Silan just secretly looked at Ling Feng and didn't say this strange feeling.

Is he really just a first-class swordsman? A big question mark came into his mind.

Up to now, Rijkaard still has a happy expression on his face. After listening to Ling Feng's question, he explained to the people: "these black guys are called devouring ants, belonging to the sixth order Warcraft."

Seeing that everyone heard that it was a sixth order Warcraft, he was stunned. Rijkaard knew that people had not realized that even a sixth order Warcraft had infinite power. So he asked the people, "do you know what is the most terrible in the Warcraft forest?"

"Naturally, I met the legendary holy beast," replied Drogba. The others nodded in agreement.

Rijkaard simply shook his head and said, "I once saw in an ancient book of Cang college that meeting the holy beast in the Warcraft forest is not the most terrible. If you press the single strength, the holy beast is really powerful, but some Warcraft won't compare with you. They compare with groups."

As if to prove something, Rijkaard asked, "if you were allowed to choose and meet thirty ninth order Warcraft or a holy beast at the same time, what would you choose? It is recorded in the book that there is a kind of ninth order Warcraft in the Warcraft forest, which is ethnically gregarious, called flying fire polar moth. When there are a large number, there can be thirty or forty gathered together."