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"Don't try to run!"

Xia Shaokang gritted his teeth, took a few steps, and jumped onto a tree trunk, but he managed to survive because there was a poisonous snake hiding there.

The venomous snake with such a thick wrist was startled when it saw a figure rushing towards it, instinctively stretched its head out, opened its big mouth and bit out.

Xia Shaokang saw the poisonous snake's letter turn red, and wanted to eat someone, subconsciously withdrew his foot, drew his knife, and chopped it off.

Noisy!

The poisonous snake dodged, but was still hacked to death, but Xia Shaokang was not much better, because he lost his foothold and fell to the ground again.

boom!

This time I didn't fall, but I sprained my foot.

"Damn it, Xia Ye, you bitch, don't let me meet you again!"

Xia Shaokang looked gloomy, and beat the ground hard, feeling the pain from his left ankle. He knew that he was unlucky today, and he didn't even think about getting a hair.

"When the weather clears, look for that half-blind tribe, and tear him down!"

Xia Shaokang was heartbroken, so he went to pick up the dead snake, hum, add a meal at night, eat snake soup.

With an ankle injury, he definitely couldn't look for thunder eggs anymore. Just as Xia Shaokang held the three-meter-long poisonous snake on his shoulder and was about to return to the tribe, he heard a question.

"Eh? Where are you going to take my supper?"

"What?"

Xia Shaokang looked confused, and turned his head to look back. It was the half-blind one who came back riding a big tiger, but his face turned livid in an instant.

"What did you say?"

Xia Shaokang knew that he was looked down upon.

"Put down my supper, you can go!"

Xia Ye waved his hand impatiently.

"Are you courting death?"

Xia Shaokang cursed.

"Hehe, look at your posture, you fell hard just now, you twisted your ankle, are you still arrogant?"

Xia Ye laughed.

Xia Shaokang's heart skipped a beat, but the imposing manner on his face was not weak: "Even if my leg is broken, I'm still at the eighth level of body training, and it's not uncommon to use both hands to clean up a third-level miscellaneous fish like you!"

Xia Shaokang increased the volume of the word eighth order.

"Who told you that I am a third rank? I am also an eighth rank!"

Xia Ye laughed.

"what?"

Xia Shaokang was taken aback for a moment, followed by fury, he drew his long knife out of its sheath, and pointed at Xia Ye angrily: "Are you kidding me? Xia Qi has already found out all about your information."

Xia Ye shrugged his shoulders, circulated his vitality, and then a light spot lit up on his body, which came out through the leather armor, and the star mottled state was indeed not the third level.

Xia Shaokang was a little surprised. According to the number of spots, Xia Ye was indeed at the seventh or eighth level, but in such a short period of time, even a genius would not be able to advance so quickly, let alone a man whose blood was sacrificed. waste.

"Tell you a secret, I found a secret treasure and restored the bloodline power!"

Xia Ye lowered his voice, his expression serious.

"impossible!"

Although Xia Shaokang was denying it, he subconsciously thought of the scroll that Xia Ye just took. If it wasn't a secret treasure, how could he have captured the thunder egg?

"Haha, look at your courage, are you going to be scared to death?"

Xia Ye mocked.

"Hi Nima, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

Xia Shaokang came to his senses, his blood surged up, and his face flushed again.

"You just found out, silly bird!"

Xia Ye gestured with a big middle finger, and poked it up hard.

"You die for me!"

Xia Shaokang charged in anger, but his ankle hurt, but it didn't matter, killing a miscellaneous fish would not be a problem.

Xia Ye pursed his lips, looked at Xia Shaokang who was rushing forward, and drew his long sword out of its sheath.

Keng!

The bronze sword flashed with light, attacking forcefully.

"Insanity!"

Seeing that Xia Ye didn't run away, Xia Shaokang was furious: "Why do you fight me?"

Roaring, the two swords collided.

boom!

The shock wave spread, and a huge force came from the blade, causing Xia Shaokang's wrist to shake violently, and he almost couldn't cover the hilt.

"What kind of strange power is this?"

Xia Shaokang was shocked. At the sixth level of body training, he will have the power of a thousand stones. He has already reached the standard, but isn't Xia Ye a third-level trash?It stands to reason that without combat skills, pure strength, I should crush him with a single sword!

"Why? Of course it's brains!"

Xia Ye teased, attacking with sword and sword.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The double swords kept smashing into flames. Facing the eighth-level Xia Shaokang, Xia Ye didn't know that his combat skills could not be surpassed, so he simply fought fast and relied on his physical fitness to fight hard.

It was very difficult for Xia Shaokang to pick it up, especially with his legs as support, the injury on his ankle was immediately apparent.

After retreating six meters in a row, Xia Shaokang stepped on a mud puddle, and his center of gravity immediately became unstable.