Chapter 511 Instant Kill
"Ouch!"

The Silver Moon Wolf's shrill screams pierced the sky, sounding particularly miserable in the setting sun.

It was still proud of its success and the upper hand in the battle a moment ago, but it didn't expect that the situation would change in the blink of an eye.

The Silver Moon Wolf howled and fled quickly, its body covered with a large amount of red flames.
Luo Feng, who was hiding aside and watching the battle, could clearly sense the terrifyingly high temperature in the flames, which could easily melt gold and iron.

If the Silver Moon Wolf was not also a lord-level monster with an equally strong body, it would have been killed on the spot by this burning blow.

"Roar!"

The fire-horned rhino didn't care about the deep and terrifying bloodstains on its abdomen, or the blood dripping from its body, and charged forward without hesitation.

It displayed an astonishing speed that was completely inconsistent with its size, like a giant cannonball, covering a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant.

The next moment, his sharp horn, which had become somewhat transparent, hit the Silver Moon Wolf's waist and back hard.

"puff!"

The Silver Moon Wolf was still immersed in the intense pain of the burning flames and didn't take the Fire Horn Rhino's move into account at all, so that its waist and abdomen were directly pierced by the thick horn!

"Awwww..."

The howl from the Silver Moon Wolf suddenly became even more shrill, filled with indescribable pain and horror.

At the moment of life and death, it seemed to be completely aroused by its ferocity. It didn't care about the horn still stuck in its body. It simply lowered its head and opened its bloody mouth. Its sharp fangs pierced into the muscle layer of the fire-horned rhino's neck.

"Ow!"

The intense pain made the roar of the fire-horned rhino become a little weird, and the hill-like rhino suddenly struggled like a disco.
As he struggled, the Silver Moon Wolf's pierced body continued to lose blood.

Gradually, the Silver Moon Wolf's eyes began to dim, and the roar in its mouth turned into a low whimper.

Obviously, the severe bleeding injuries had pushed it to the brink of death, and it was about to die.

The Fire-Horned Rhino's condition was also very bad. Even though the Silver-Moon Wolf was on the verge of death, its fangs were still firmly stuck in his neck.

No matter how it struggles and jumps, it can't get rid of it!
“Hahaha! This time, my luck is really good. Two lord-level monsters are fighting each other and are almost destroyed together!”

"Westbrook, don't be careless. After all, it's a lord-level monster. It's not too late to act after the War God Walker catches up!"

"Walker asked us to wait here, Westbrook should not be too impulsive!"

But at this moment, several figures came running at high speed from the distant land, and they were still communicating loudly.

Luo Feng had already noticed something before they spoke.

It was for this reason that he did not choose to kill the two lord-level monsters in front of him immediately.

As the old saying goes, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it." Little do people know that behind the oriole there is a hunter, and behind the hunter there is a tiger...

If he had rushed forward rashly to deal with the two exhausted lord-level monsters just now, he might have been picked off by these sudden arrivals.

Although he had already seen clearly the strength of these people, most of them were general-level figures and were no match for him.

But when you are in the wild, it is not a bad thing to be more careful.

No one can guarantee whether these people have other companions, perhaps they are war god-level masters.

After all, this place is close to the outskirts of the Mediterranean region. Beast General-level monsters are not uncommon, and lord-level monsters can be encountered occasionally - such as the two guys in front of us who have been fighting for a long time.

If there were only a few generals, I'm afraid they might not have the courage to approach here.

Sure enough, from the conversation between those people, Luo Feng heard the words "Walker God of War".

Those people all spoke English, but his English was already very good. In addition, in recent months, he had often communicated in English with many students and teachers in the training camp, so his level naturally improved.

What's more, the warriors' brains have also been developed, and their learning ability is far superior to that of ordinary people. As their strength increases, this ability will also increase.

Luo Feng saw clearly that the person rushing in front was a fairly handsome Eurasian young man.

The mixed-race youth looked to be about the same age as him, and his strength was already at the level of a junior general. He was considered a genius among his peers.

Of course, he is still incomparable to Luo Feng.

But at least, it should be barely qualified to enter the elite training camp.

However, Luo Feng was certain that there was no such person in the elite training camp.

The seven people chasing after the mixed-race youth were obviously his guards, two of them were Europeans and the other three were Asians.

It is worth mentioning that these seven people are all high-level generals!
He had seven high-ranking generals as his personal guards, and they also mentioned a "Walker God of War" during their conversation... It was obvious that the identity and background of this mixed-race young man was not simple.

Although the seven guards were obviously much faster than the mixed-race youth and had enough strength to stop him, they obviously did not dare to do so.

The seven people simply formed a circle and protected the mixed-race youth inside.

"You are really too cautious! Seven high-level warriors joined forces, plus a young genius like me, don't you have the courage to face two dying lord-level monsters?"

The mixed-race young man showed a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, but when he looked at the two lord-level monsters in front of him, his eyes flashed with unconcealable excitement and anticipation.

"Besides, Uncle Walker just went to say hello to a friend he met by chance. It's only a hundred kilometers away. If he wants to come, he can get there in five minutes at most. If the six of us join forces, can't we even last five minutes?"

As he spoke, the impatience on his face grew.

"I think Uncle Walker must have sensed the commotion here and is on his way here!"

He comes from an extraordinary family and has come into contact with countless monsters since he was a child. He has even eaten the meat of high-level monsters more than once.

However, he had never come into contact with a lord-level monster.

As early as he was old enough to understand, he wanted to hunt a lord-level monster with his own hands and taste its meat...

He originally thought that he might have to cultivate himself to the level of a god of war before he would have that opportunity, but he didn't expect to encounter it today.

And it’s both ends at once!

The attraction of the two lord-level monsters to him was too strong.

What's more, the two lord-level monsters were already on the verge of death after a fierce battle.

In fact, the Silver Moon Wolf had basically lost its combat effectiveness at this point and was only one breath away from death.

The reason why it can still hold on to the muscles on the fire-horn rhino's neck tightly is entirely due to the special structure of its mouth and fangs.

After the battles over the past few days, coupled with the injuries suffered, the Fire-Horned Rhino's overall strength has been reduced to only one tenth of what it was.

With these seven high-level generals surrounding and attacking him, there is a great hope of killing him.

It was precisely because of this that the seven high-ranking warrior guards did not try their best to stop the mixed-blood youth.

After all, they also have a certain desire to kill lord-level monsters.

Considering the current state of the Fire-Horn Rhino and Silver-Moon Wolf, they were confident that even if they could not kill them successfully, they would definitely be able to run away with their young master.

What's more, just as the mixed-race young man said, the War God Walker is more than a hundred kilometers away. With the speed of the War God, it will only take five minutes at most to get here.

Two lord-level monsters that have almost lost their combat effectiveness, and seven high-level generals working together, can't they hold out for five minutes?
However, their only concern was for their confident and talented young master. They were naturally the most clear about their young master's situation.

Regardless of the real fighting ability of this rich young man, his strength as a junior warrior alone makes it impossible for him to participate in the battle and cooperation of everyone.

It is very likely that when surrounded by everyone, the mixed-race youth will not only fail to play a positive role, but will also drag them down.

Moreover, if the young master gets hurt or anything unexpected happens, they cannot afford to bear the punishment from the master and the mistress!

"Westbrook, let's go over and investigate the situation first. If the monster attacks before dying and you get hurt, we will be guilty of a great crime!"

An old Asian man with gray hair spoke up to persuade.

After he spoke, the other six stopped talking. It was obvious that he was the leader of the seven guards.

Facing the housekeeper who had taken care of him since he was a child, the mixed-race young man did not seem to dare to go against the other party's wishes. After a slight hesitation, he finally nodded.

"Mr. Jin, it would be best if you could take your last breath and let me kill you personally."

He couldn't help but said.

Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes when they heard this. You think this is killing pigs? What we have to deal with are two lord-level monsters!

If one of them hadn't been on the verge of death and the other one was extremely weak, we wouldn't even dare to get close!
Is there still a breath left for you to solve it yourself?

Could it be that he thinks we are invincible gods of war?

Old Jin smiled slightly and nodded, "Don't worry, Master. We will do our best."

Do our best. These four words say it all - we just try our best, but we can't guarantee that we can do it.

"Xiao Qi, you are responsible for protecting the young master, everyone else come together!"

"Yes!"

Just when these people were full of fighting spirit, they suddenly heard a cold voice coming from not far away.

"Everyone, are you trying to steal my prey?"

A young man wearing a black battle suit and carrying a blood-red sword suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

Luo Feng had heard that the other side only had one war god, who was not at the scene yet, so he naturally had no scruples and would not sit idly by and watch these people snatch away the results of the battle he had been waiting for for days.

"Where did you come from, you wild brat? Do you want to have a piece of the pie? Take advantage of this young master's good mood and get out of here as soon as possible, or I will kill you immediately!"

When the mixed-race youth Westbrook heard Luo Feng's words, he immediately frowned and scolded him.

Although the others were surprised at how this guy in black appeared here, they did not take him too seriously.

It’s not that they were careless, but Luo Feng looked too young.

He looks no more than 20 years old. Although his battle suit seems to be worth a lot of money, how much strength can he have?

Westbrook is only 20 years old, and being able to cultivate to the level of a junior general is already a rare genius.

In the eyes of everyone, Luo Feng is at most at this level. Even if he is stronger, he can't be much stronger.

An intermediate general or an advanced general?
As for the God of War... no one has ever thought of this possibility!
Looking around the world, is there ever a god of war under the age of thirty? Even those under the age of forty are rare!
"Where did you come from, kid? You're talking so rudely!"

Seeing that the young master was angry, Mr. Jin immediately frowned and scolded him loudly without hesitation.

"Old senior, we must be reasonable in everything. I have been watching these two monsters for three days and three nights. Take your young master away quickly."

Luo Feng did not get angry, but gave some advice calmly.

This has always been his character. He has never had the habit of using force to coerce others, and he will not resort to violence easily if things can be resolved peacefully.

But unfortunately, there is never a shortage of self-righteous and unreasonable people in this world.

“Senior? Who is your senior? These two monsters are my young master’s prey. If you don’t want to die, get out of here!”

Old Jin narrowed his eyes, and a faint murderous aura spread out, trying to scare Luo Feng away.

"Master, since this kid doesn't know how to advance or retreat, just leave him here forever."

The middle-aged guard who was ordered to protect the mixed-race youth had not finished his words when his figure turned into a shadow and flew towards Luo Feng.

Other people not far away also watched coldly, not caring about Luo Feng's life or death at all.

Westbrook raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if he was looking forward to the fall of a young genius.

It goes without saying that any warrior who can appear near the Mediterranean Sea is not a simple person.

What's more, Luo Feng has an East Asian appearance and looks so young, so he is most likely a young genius.

Killing talented people can satisfy the distorted mentality of many people.

Just when everyone was waiting to watch the fun and expect Luo Feng to be killed on the spot, the scene changed beyond their imagination.

Facing this man's ruthless attack, Luo Feng stood where he was without moving, but saw a stream of light shooting out from his legs.

"puff!"

With the sound of a sword cutting through flesh, the middle-aged guard still had a cruel smile on his face, but his head had been separated from his body and rolled around a few times after falling to the ground.

"boom!"

As the headless corpse fell to the ground, the stunned crowd finally came to their senses.

"What?! What did he do?"

"How can it be!"

"Old Seven...was killed instantly by him!"

"Psychic Master, this guy is a powerful Psychic Master, at least at the level of a high-level general!"

"Protect the young master and retreat quickly!"

After a brief panic, their first reaction was to protect the mixed-race youth, which shows the status of that boy in their hearts.

The character of the mixed-race youth Westbrook was obviously much worse than those guards. It was not until everyone shouted loudly that he came to his senses as if awakened from a dream.

When he looked at Luo Feng again, his eyes were filled with incredible fear.

Of course he knew his guard best. He was a high-level general, but he was killed instantly by the enemy!

"No, I can't die! Stop him! Send a distress signal to Uncle Walker!"

Westbrook roared hysterically with a trembling voice.

At the same time, Old Jin had already arrived in front of him and was about to pull him away.

(End of this chapter)