country warlock

It was getting late, and the tropical jungle was different from the American forest. The ground was covered with shrubs and vines nearly half the height of a person, which was more dangerous than the American forest.Qin Feng didn't dare to make large movements, so he had to sweep around with the sword in his hand to drive away the insects and ants on the ground.

Walking in the bushes very slowly, Qin Feng tilted his head and watched for a long time, and finally had to admit in frustration that it was almost impossible to sneak into the camp without disturbing the other party.Since nightfall, the soldiers standing on the surrounding watchtowers kept shaking the searchlights in their hands. Judging by their energetic appearance, it is estimated that they have already rested during the day, and it is estimated that it will be midnight when they get sleepy.

Qin Feng slowly pulled out the sword from the scabbard. Fortunately, the gray sword body of the Seven Killing Sword would not reflect light under the searchlight or moonlight.Qin Feng looked at his watch, it was already 09:30 at night, most people in the camp had already started to rest.

A flash of determination flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. The nearest sentinel was 20 meters away from him, separated by a ditch filled with water, and the furthest sentinel was more than 100 meters away, which was already within the range of hidden weapons. The limit is reached.Qin Feng kicked his feet, and his figure emerged from the bushes like a ghost.

At a distance of 20 meters, Qin Feng can quickly pass within three seconds at the speed of Qin Feng, but when Qin Feng jumped over the trench, he inevitably made a light "chi" on the ground. Feng saw the sentinel behind the searchlight start to turn towards him.

Qin Feng shook his hand, and a handleless flying sword flew out of his hand swiftly and silently.The four or two flying swords are shaped like thick-edged willow leaves. Except for the bottom, the left, right, and front sections of the double-edged flying sword are extremely sharp. After being infused with true energy, the strength and speed are almost the same as bullets.

The silent flying sword accurately pierced the sentinel's eyes under the control of true energy. The front part of the three-edged thorn-shaped flying sword will rotate under the action of the turning force as soon as it encounters an obstacle, and explodes in the sentinel's eye socket. There was a cloud of dark blood.

"Sudden~" After a slight and dull sound, Feijian tied the sentry closest to Qin Feng on the wooden pillar of the watchtower. In the eyes of the sentry in the distance, the sentry who was pierced by the sword was still standing straight Stand there motionless.As for Qin Feng, he had already dodged and hid in the shadow of the bamboo building.

In the night in the tropical jungle, there were all kinds of birds and insects chirping, and the slight noise caused by Qin Feng's flying sword was not enough to alarm the sentinels in the distance.Qin Feng lightly jumped over the parapet built of wooden planks and iron wires, and moved towards the next sentinel at high speed along the shadow of the bamboo building without hesitation.

Although he is a Taoist priest who advocates nature, since he has already made a move, Qin Feng, who has been educated in "assassination" since he was a child, rushed to another target without hesitation, and shot a flying bullet at the second sentinel during the high-speed movement. sword.It's just that the distance was farther this time. The flying sword pierced through the sentry's left chest and was nailed to the post of the sentry tower, making a beeping sound. The powerful force made the sound extremely dull and powerful.

This time, the sentries in the distance paid attention, and they looked carefully at this side with their weapons in their hands. However, the second sentry was pierced by the flying sword and fixed firmly on the sentry tower. It seemed that he was still a little loyal to his duty. look.

With a slap on the iron box at his waist, Qin Feng turned his body half a circle, and threw the two flying swords in his hand outwards by centrifugal force. The handleless swords flying out at high speed in the dark night were dark and without light. The distance between them was reached in a flash, and the remaining two sentries on the bamboo tower had no time to dodge, and fell to the ground without even groaning.

In just ten seconds, the sentries on the surrounding turrets were killed one by one. The soldiers patrolling at the gate yelled a few words in the South Vietnamese language. Seeing that none of their comrades replied, the terrified soldiers thought that they had encountered the soldiers in the mountains. He chanted the Buddha's name again and again, and looked around with his eyes wide open, for fear that some ghosts and ghosts would come out of the darkness.

There are no ghosts in the mountains, no man-eating demons, just a figure in camouflage uniform galloping from the soldier's right.The superstitious South Vietnamese soldier seemed to be relieved when he saw that it was a human being, and when he turned his gun to give Qin Feng a hornet's nest, he realized in a panic that he couldn't keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

Most people are used to using their right hands, and this South Vietnamese soldier who believes in Buddhism is no exception. He holds the stock of a semi-automatic rifle in his left hand and puts his right hand on the trigger. The mouth shifted from the left to the right, which has already made him step into the gate of hell.

Under the dim light, the man in the camouflage uniform was murderous. The fiery red collar on the collar could identify him as a low-ranking military officer of the enemy country, but the man in his hand was not a gun, but a gun that looked hideous. The sword here, the speed of the sword here is so fast that people can only see a dark gray light.

"Crack..."

After the extremely low sound, the South Vietnamese soldier who wanted to fire a warning shot suffered severe pain in his hand. He was shocked to find that the gun in his hand was sliced ​​into several pieces by the gray and dull sword. As far as it goes, his fingers and body also turned into fragments like gun parts.

The soldier in severe pain wanted to yell loudly, but the incomparably sinister alien slashed his neck with a backhand sword in a strange posture. The poor South Vietnamese soldier felt very cool all of a sudden, and then he didn't know anything. up...

With one sword in hand, Qin Feng frowned and took two steps back. He was full of vigor when he drew the sword. The blood that gushed out of this strange woman was blown away by the violent sword energy, but the kind that resembled The rusty blood made it very uncomfortable for the little Taoist priest who chopped people into pieces at close range for the first time.

On the first day of learning martial arts, the master told Qin Feng that the sword technique of Xuankong Temple is different from other Taoist swordsmanship. Broken feet and even death in Huangquan, so although Qin Feng has encountered danger many times in the past six months, the chances of using the sword are very few, let alone fighting people like this to the death.

After calming down, Qin Feng quickly darted towards the bamboo building. The Seven Killing Sword was extremely sharp, and those iron door locks could not stop Qin Feng from breaking in. Qin Feng checked one by one, but did not find the expected one. The "missing" compatriot—until Qin Feng heard a few slight hums...

Beside a bamboo building, there was a puddle like a quagmire. Something in the puddle moved a few times and let out a hum. Thanks to Qin Feng's sensitive ears, he heard this slight sound.

Quickly running towards the source of the sound, Qin Feng saw a man with half of his head exposed in the mud pit. This man's whole body was covered in the mud, only his eyes and nose were exposed, so he could only make a low hum. His hair is messy, with a piece of rotten vegetable leaf hanging on it, it looks quite funny, but Qin Feng can't laugh no matter what.

With the long sword back in its sheath, Qin Feng stretched the scabbard into the mud pit with one hand, passed through the scabbard under the man's armpit and forcibly picked him out of the mud pit, and countless splashes of mud fell on Qin Feng's body , making Qin Feng, who has restrained his true energy, look extremely embarrassed.

However, the man trapped in the mud pit was much more embarrassed than Qin Feng. His hands and feet were tied, his bare upper body was covered with several scars, and two leeches were nailed to his body.

Qin Feng didn't bother to draw the sword anymore, he pulled it with his hand, and the ropes that bound the man broke like noodles.As for the leech sticking to his body, Qin Feng took out a small bottle of medicinal wine and wiped it, and the irritated leech immediately shrank into a ball and fell to the ground.

"Bah, bah, bah," the man spat out the mud in his mouth, and his muffled voice was filled with extreme surprise: "Fuck, which army are you from, and you just wore a military uniform and killed all the way here? There are no superiors outside. Hundreds of people will accept it?"

"A guide is enough to bring the lost compatriots home." Qin Feng stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Qin Feng, a special service soldier."

The embarrassed man stretched out his hand and shook Qin Feng: "Liu Haibo, Scout of the Ninth Company of the Third Regiment of the 31st Division, well, your rank is still a second lieutenant, not bad, no wonder you are so good at it! I was lying in the mud pit just now, and I thought I saw a ghost, he can run faster than the whirlwind."

Qin Feng lifted Liu Haibo from the ground and said with a smile: "When I get you back, I might be the captain, hehe, so you can't have any accidents."

Liu Haibo, who was lifted by Qin Feng's waistband, didn't feel any disrespect at all. He said enviously: "I'm so stupid, you can get promoted if you rescue me? You are really happy...Wow..."

Qin Feng kicked his feet hard, and even with this big living man in his hand, his speed was like a rocket. This sudden acceleration made Liu Haibo, a brave scout, almost cry out. He listened to the With the whirring wind, I thought to myself, is this guy really a human?Don't be an intelligent mechanical warrior developed in the military area, right?

Just as Liu Haibo was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his figure rise suddenly. Liu Haibo watched in horror as the dark tree shadows around him quickly swept back. It turned out that Qin Feng was carrying him up and down the big tree.

"Uh, this..." Liu Haibo murmured, "Comrade Qin Feng, you weren't the Monkey King on the mountain before you joined the army, right?"

"Hehe, of course not," Qin Feng said with a relaxed smile while walking, "I was a little Taoist priest before joining the army."

"Taoist?" Liu Haibo's eyes widened: "Don't tell me you still have to meditate and chant scriptures?"

"Hehe, of course, but we Taoist priests meditate to train our energy, not to cultivate our minds. In addition, we Taoist priests don't pay much attention to chanting scriptures. My master and I chanting scriptures most often are for the dead. "Book of Sins", "Dongxuan Lingbao Rescue the Suffering Sutra", hehe, Comrade Hai Bo, would you like a passage to erase your sins?"

"Fuck, I'm not dead yet." Liu Haibo scolded with a smile, "Hey, Comrade Qin Feng, find a place to put me down and take a shower. I think those little devils don't need to lead the wolfdogs because of the stench in my body. I can be found."

Qin Feng smiled and nodded. There are criss-crossing rivers and streams in this tropical jungle. When Qin Feng heard the sound of water under his feet, he fell down, put Liu Haibo down, and waited for Liu Haibo to take a bath.

Under the moonlight, Qin Feng saw the scars on Liu Haibo's body, and he asked a little worriedly: "Comrade, are your injuries in the way? Do you want me to show you?"