Chapter 363: Fight against the Five Monsters of Yingjiang!

"A famous hero?" Di Yuan scratched his head, "This should be your honorific title, right? I'm asking about your name.

Nanfeng curled his lips: "I don't have a name, or in other words, 'Famous Hero' is my name."

Di Yuan asked curiously: "Since you don't have a name, why aren't you called the Unknown Hero?"

"You know shit."

Nan Feng glared at Di Yuan, "Famous Hero" was a nickname he picked casually, there was no reason for it.

Di Yuan still wanted to speak, but Nan Feng strode out of the alley: "Those five guys are still alive. If you don't want to die, just follow me."

The rocket launcher just now knocked all the five Yingjiang monsters down from the sky, but it failed to kill them.

Nanfeng could see clearly that the light red numbers floating above their heads were between 18% and 40%.

Among them, the white-haired old woman was the most seriously injured, with 39.6% of her health lost, and she was basically half-disabled.

The young man dressed as a scholar was the farthest away from the rocket launcher and was the least injured. He only lost 18.2% of his health, which had little impact on his combat effectiveness.

Nanfeng had already heard the footsteps of the five Yingjiang monsters, and they were rushing towards this side from five different directions.

These five guys are not as good as Nanfeng imagined.

If they get close and Nanfeng fights one against five, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose.

Nanfeng suddenly turned back to look at Diyuan: "Do you know what level each of the five Yingjiang monsters are?"

"Of course I know." Di Yuan said casually, "Scholar Gao Zhuo, level 35, is the strongest among the five monsters in Yingjiang, followed by Grandma Lin, level 34..."

Diyuan told Nanfeng all the basic information about the five monsters in Yingjiang.

Nanfeng's face was a little solemn. Among these five people, the lowest level was level 33, which was a full three levels higher than Nanfeng.

Such overwhelming strength!

But after the shot just now, Nanfeng didn't feel how powerful the five Yingjiang monsters were. Instead, he felt that they were as brittle as a piece of paper.

Compared with the [Fallen Demon] with the 49th life, these five people are simply far behind.

Does this look like a level 35 powerhouse?

Nanfeng vaguely felt that something was wrong, but time no longer allowed him to think too much.

The footsteps of the Five Yingjiang Monsters are getting closer and closer!

"Go find a place to hide." Nan Feng glanced at Di Yuan. This was his humanoid vault and he couldn't die.

Diyuan also felt that the five Yingjiang monsters were approaching, and said with some fear: "You, come on, kill five of them, and I will give you another 20,000!"

After saying that, Di Yuan climbed over the fence on the left side of the alley and hid in the pigsty of this family.

Nan Feng, with Netherworld Thorn in his left hand and Desert Eagle in his right hand, quickly rushed out of the alley and rushed in the direction of one of the footsteps.

The footsteps were a bit messy, and the pace was frivolous and unstable. Nanfeng guessed that the owner of the footsteps should be Grandma Lin.

She was hit by a rocket launcher just now, nearly half of her health was lost, and she was seriously injured.

Nanfeng wants to use her as a breakthrough to tear apart the encirclement of the five monsters in Yingjiang!

Uh-huh!

Nan Feng rushed out of the alley and immediately rushed into another alley.

Two seconds later, he saw the white-haired Granny Lin running towards him.

When Grandma Lin saw Nanfeng, a look of astonishment appeared on her wrinkled face, but she quickly reacted and swung the wolf-head crutch in her hand!

roar!

A huge wolf-headed shadow flew out of the cane and headed straight into the south wind!

Phew!

Nan Feng raised his hand and fired two shots, and the shadow of the wolf head was scattered.

The power of the magic bullet did not decrease after passing through the phantom of the wolf head. One bullet hit Grandma Lin's left shoulder, and another bullet flew past her cheek, leaving a blood mark.

-11.3%!

-0.01!

Although these two shots did not hit the vital point, they still took away one-tenth of Grandma Lin's health.

"Well……"

Grandma Lin screamed and backed away.

There was panic in her eyes.

Nanfeng took advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, rushed towards Grandma Lin, and stabbed him with the Nether thorn in his left hand!

Ding~!

A silver needle came from the side and hit the tip of Netherworld Thorn.

The extremely terrifying impact was transmitted to Nanfeng's wrist through the handle of the knife. His wrist shook violently, and he almost lost his grip on the Netherworld Thorn.

"Who is so fierce?"

Nanfeng was shocked. The numbness in his left hand made it impossible for him to continue attacking Grandma Lin.

In desperation, Nanfeng could only withdraw the Netherworld Thorn.

"You can still hold the knife? It seems that I underestimated your strength just now."

On the roof next to him, scholar Gao Zhuo held a silver needle between his two fingers and smiled faintly at Nan Feng: "With your strength, Grandma Lin is really no match for you. But it's a pity that you have no chance now." Kill her."

Ta-ta-ta.

There were footsteps all around Nanfeng, and the five Yingjiang monsters had gathered here to surround Nanfeng.

Grandma Lin, who was the most seriously injured, took a dozen steps back and hid behind the scar-faced Ye Kuang, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It was almost, almost just now, Nanfeng's knife stabbed into her neck.

Thinking about it now, Grandma Lin is still a little scared.

Nan Feng looked at the scholar Gao Zhuo with a calm expression: "Can you tell me why you want to kill me?"

Gao Zhuo jumped off the roof and landed lightly: "Because you are an intruder. If we don't kill you, you will kill us."

Nanfeng frowned slightly: "I have never thought of killing you, including my people, and none of them have such thoughts."

Nanfeng didn't lie. He really had no intention of invading the original world No. 0.

If possible, he would prefer to coexist peacefully with the indigenous people of World 0.

Most of the chosen ones have the same idea.

"You say this, do you believe it yourself?" Gao Zhuo sneered, "I don't believe it anyway. In comparison, I would rather believe what is recorded in the ancient book."

Nan Feng: "Book of Ancient Times? What exactly is recorded in this book?"

"You don't need to know."

Gao Zhuo flicked his finger, and the silver needle came out and struck Nanfeng's right eye!

Nanfeng tilted his head slightly to avoid the needle, but from the side, the scar-faced Ye Kuang was already slashing with his sword!

"I think we can sit down and talk." Nanfeng flashed left and right without fighting back.

He still had many things to figure out, and he wanted to get more information.

"There is nothing to talk about. There is only one situation between us and the invaders, and that is to fight to the death."

Gao Zhuo flicked his hands together, and more than a dozen silver needles flew toward the south wind.

There was a crazy look on his face: "Kill you intruders, and I can take away your divine weapons and become the top strong man in the world in one fell swoop!"

Nanfeng suddenly realized, so it is, so it is.

No wonder the natives of World 0 are so crazy about encircling and suppressing the Chosen Ones.

It turns out that what they really want is the divine weapons of the chosen ones!

"So that's the case, then we really don't have to talk about it."

Nanfeng shook his head, stopped holding back, and instantly threw three grenades.

Boom boom boom!

The scar-faced Ye Kuang was right in the middle of the three grenades. He had no time to dodge and was directly blasted to pieces!

【bite! You killed a level 33 strongman and gained 20% experience points. 】

A system prompt reached his ears, causing Nanfeng to freeze in his next movements.

You can also gain experience points by killing strong men above level 30...

No wonder, no wonder the scholar Gao Zhuo said - 'If we don't kill you, you will kill us'.

How many of the chosen ones can resist such a huge temptation of experience?