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Chapter five hundred and twenty-two bite the throat.(2/2)

Feng Ming pointed at the traces of dragging on the ground.

"Ha, it's so stupid. It seems that he used some tool to drag the injured person away, leaving such obvious traces."

Feng Ming sneered and said, "Let's go and see... It's also over. A little thing, wasting so much manpower and so many good players died."

A group of people followed the traces of dragging on the ground.

As a result, in just a few minutes, the group of people stopped and looked at each other with a sneer on their faces.

Feng Ming looked murderous, "I am extremely stupid. Are you afraid that we don't know that they are hiding in a tree hole to heal their wounds?"

Everyone's faces were full of disdain, and the traces of dragging disappeared in front of the ancient tree in front...but under the tree, fresh branches were piled up.

"Come out, you can't escape?" Feng Ming said coldly.

No movement for a long time.

Feng Ming looked disdainful, "Silly things, really think we don't know you are hiding in a tree hole. If you don't come out again, don't blame us for being rude. I'll count to three."

"one."

"two."

"three."

Feng Ming counted three numbers, but no one came out of the tree hole.

"Looking for death." Feng Ming's face turned cold, he raised his hand and a palm, and the internal breathing storm roared out.

boom...!

All the branches covering the tree holes exploded, the ground burst, the soil collapsed, revealing the tree holes behind.

However, this tree hole is natural and not deep. When you stand outside, you can see the opposite side at a glance... There is no one inside the tree hole.

Everyone's face was strange... This slap came a little quickly.

Feng Ming's face was gloomy, "Bastard, how dare you fool me?"

"Brother Feng, don't be angry. It's too obvious to hide here. The fool knows that someone is inside... No matter how stupid this disciple of the God of Killing is, he will not hide here."

Feng Ming's mouth twitched. Are you called comforting or cursing?

"The cunning rabbit has three holes, after all, it is a disciple of the God of Killing, so it is not surprising that it set up a suspicion array." Another powerful man said.

Feng Ming looked ugly, waved his hand and said, "Search and check carefully, they were all injured and could not run far."

More than a dozen powerful men from the Grand Master level behind him immediately responded and scattered to search.

"Brother Feng, let's relax. This radius of ten miles has been blocked by us, and they can't escape."

"I'm not afraid of them escaping now, but I'm afraid they won't appear... This radius of ten miles, dense forests, deep mountains, and countless caves. Even if we search in a carpet style, it's okay for them to hide for a few days... I'm afraid, but it's a sudden change. If the killing god comes, we will all die."

"Brother Feng, it's the same thing I'm worried about, so we can find these people as soon as possible."

Feng Ming said in a deep voice: "Be careful and don't let go of any clues."

"Finished." As soon as Feng Ming finished speaking, an eighth-grade master shouted.
Chapter completed!
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