"Well done!"
He whispered, instead of retreating, he advanced, Meteor Iron Long Spear cut through the air, and with indomitable determination, he faced the leader Werewolf who was coming to kill him!
The tip of the spear and the sharp claw are about to collide again!
At the critical moment when Xu Wuyi's spear tip and Werewolf leader's sharp claws wrapped in the fishy wind were about to collide brazenly, "Whoops--!"
An extremely sharp and harsh sound broke through the air, coming from the forest above the side without any warning!
The sound is so fast that it exceeds the limit of auditory response!
Almost at the same time that the sound reached the ears, a black light was like a falcon tearing apart the space. At a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, it instantly passed over a distance of more than 20 meters and shot towards the eye socket of the Werewolf leader with incomparable accuracy!
This attack came too suddenly and strangely!
Leader Werewolf focused all his attention on Xu Wuyi's Long Spear that was burning with dark gold flames. He was half a beat too slow to react to the fatal attack from the side and above.
--
It only had time to rely on its fighting instinct and subconsciously jerk its head to the side.
"Pfft!"
The black light failed to hit the eye socket, but it pierced its tough forehead and penetrated the handle!
It was a special short arrow that was completely black and had no reflection at all!
The material of the short arrow seems to be extremely special, and its penetrating power is amazing. It can actually break through the defense of Werewolf General's skull.
"Ouch--!"
The Werewolf leader let out a shrill howl of extreme pain. His movement towards Xu Wuyi was instantly deformed, and his huge body leaned forward uncontrollably due to the severe pain.
How could Xu Wuyi miss such a good opportunity?
Although he was slightly frightened by this sudden turn of events, his fighting instinct left him with almost no hesitation.
The trajectory of Long Spear, which was originally stabbing Werewolf's claws, changed strangely, from a straight thrust to an upward thrust, and it was three points faster!
The dark golden gun blade was like a hot knife cutting through oil. Taking advantage of the moment when the Werewolf leader lost consciousness due to severe pain, it accurately cut across its thick neck!
"Tsk--!"
[Undying Flame] The terrifying burning characteristics explode!
Werewolf leader's howl stopped abruptly.
A scorched black crack appeared on its neck and expanded rapidly.
Its huge body crashed to the ground, and before the dark red blood spattered in large quantities, it was burned into wisps of blue smoke by the dark golden flames jumping around the wound.
Another decisive blow!
But this time, it was a perfect match.
Xu Wuyi put the gun back and quickly glanced towards the direction where the short arrow came from.
On the branches of a strange dark red tree not far away, a figure wearing a worn combat uniform was crouching quietly, holding a strange-shaped black hand crossbow in his hand. The deep scar on his cheek looked particularly ferocious in the dim light.
It is "Old Cat"!
Old Cat raised his chin casually in the direction of Xu Wuyi as a greeting, then jumped down from the tree like a civet cat and landed silently.
He didn't even look at the corpse of the Werewolf leader, and locked his cold eyes directly on the remaining three Werewolf General.
"What are you still doing? Clean it up!"
His hoarse voice was filled with murderous intent, and with a flash of his figure, he entered the battlefield like a ghost, aiming directly at one of the Werewolf General who was fighting with the sword-wielding master.
Old Cat's fighting style is different from Xu Wuyi and Xiang Yong. He does not have a huge momentum, but his movements are concise, efficient, and even with an almost cruel precision.
Every time the black short blade in his hand is swung, it goes straight to Werewolf General's joints, eye sockets, throat and other most vulnerable points. Coupled with his elusive movement, he can often create fatal attack opportunities in just a few or two strokes.
Xu Wuyi suppressed the admiration in his heart for Old Cat's amazing crossbow skills and body skills, and without hesitation, he drew his gun and joined the battle group.
Xiang Yong saw that strong support had arrived, his spirit was greatly strengthened, and his fists became even more fierce.
The three-headed Werewolf General, whose morale had been demoralized by the killing of their leader, was immediately at an absolute disadvantage when faced with Old Cat, an experienced and ruthless hunter, and Xu Wuyi, a gunner with strange and powerful attacks, plus the fierce attacks of the other three.
In less than three minutes, with the last unwilling wolf howl, the last one, Werewolf General, had his throat cut open accurately by Old Cat's short blade, and fell to the ground twitching.
Silence returned to the forest glade again, leaving only the gasps of everyone and the strong smell of blood and burnt food in the air.0
Five Werewolf General, all destroyed!
"Old Cat, thank you this time!" Xiang Yong breathed a long sigh of relief, walked to Old Cat, and patted his shoulder hard.
Old Cat still looked expressionless, put away the black short blade and hand crossbow, and said calmly, "It's a matter of personal responsibility. The base's response team is behind and will be there soon."
He turned his attention to the sword wielding master and the fist martial master, who were checking the status of the three researchers.
""Pioneer Seven"'s? What's the loss?"
The sword-wielding martial artist had a sad look on his face and said in a hoarse voice, "I killed two brothers—all to protect us—
He pointed to two Human Race Martial Artist bodies that were simply covered not far away.
The atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.
Old Cat was silent for a moment and didn't ask any more questions. This kind of sacrifice is not uncommon in the Star Realm's exploration.
His eyes finally fell on Xu Wuyi, who was silently adjusting his breath while habitually using [Undying Flame] to dispose of the corpse of Werewolf.
"Boy, your shooting skills are good, ruthless and smart." Old Cat walked up to Xu Wuyi and said hoarsely, "Know how to get around and seize the opportunity. Xiang Yong is a reckless man. If it weren't for your shot just now, the three of them would have had to work hard to escape intact."
He said this without politeness. Xiang Yong listened to it, but he just grinned helplessly and did not refute.
Old Cat's qualifications and strength make him qualified to say this.
Xu Wuyi stopped, shook his head slightly and said, "If I were the only one who arrived, I would go to the front first to ensure the safety of everyone."
Old Cat was noncommittal and looked to the other side.
At this time, rapid footsteps were heard in the distance, and the base's response team finally arrived.
When the leading martial artist saw the scene at the scene, especially the five corpses of Werewolf General, his face showed shock.
Without further ado, everyone worked together to clean up the battlefield quickly, place the body of the sacrificed Martial Artist properly, and escort the shocked researcher and injured martial artist back towards Outpost Base Seven.
At the same time, Bedrock Squad was notified that the battle here has ended. You can return to the base directly, or you can come to join us.
On the way back, the atmosphere was no longer as tense as when we came here, but it was a bit more solemn.
Xu Wuyi followed the team, silently recalling the battle just now.
The brief but dangerous head-on confrontation with leader Werewolf, and Old Cat's miraculous crossbow and assassination skills gave him a deeper understanding of actual combat at the martial arts level.
The cooperation between <God-Shocking Spear> and [Undying Flame] seems to have become a little more proficient after this life and death fight.
He glanced at Old Cat, who was walking in front, with a somewhat forlorn back.
These martial artists who guard alien planets all year round, their accumulated murderous aura and precise grasp of battles cannot be learned in school.