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Chapter 815

Everyone was paying attention to Zhan Lu's every move at this time.

Various images captured by Tianlong 2 are uploaded to the main server.

At this time, it can be clearly seen through Tianlong 2 that a large number of people from the International Wushu Association are surrounding Zhanlu.

However, because Tianlong 2 interfered with the signal of the opponent's remote control, they temporarily lost their thermal imaging positioning of Zhanlu.

This caused the International Wushu Association to lose track of Zhan Lu and be unable to detect his location immediately.

Zhan Lu has been paying attention to the movements around him. He is trying to bypass the International Wushu Association soldiers who are searching in the rainforest.

However, there was not much time left for him at this time.

"Zhan Lu, you may not have that much time. The International Wushu Association is searching the mountain, and they expect to find Su Linlang soon." The fat man's voice came from Zhan Lu's communicator.

Hearing these words, Zhan Lu was anxious, but years of special training allowed him to stay calm at this time.

Due to his thigh injury, Zhan Lu's movement speed was hindered. In addition, he had been walking in the rainforest for a full day and night without rest, and his physical strength was obviously exhausted.

Even so, Zhan Lu had to grit his teeth and move on.

"He must be nearby. Everyone, hurry up and search. If you find this person, you must arrest him and avenge Witt."

"This guy sniped Witt, and we must make him pay with blood!"

When Zhan Lu moved, a series of angry curses came from around him.

A nearby team was searching not far from Zhanlu.

Because time was tight, Zhan Lu could not avoid the other party at this time. He opened his mouth and said through the communicator: "Fat man, how many people are they?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately replied: "Twenty people, Zhan Lu, in your current state, it is difficult to break through among them."

Fatty is Zhan Lu's teammate and knows Zhan Lu's personal strength very well.

However, there was nothing to hesitate in front of him. Zhan Lu held the sharp blade in his hand with his backhand, and then quickly rushed forward.

"There's movement!"

"Found him, he's here."

"Quick...take him down!" Following Zhan Lu's action, the team in front quickly became aware of Zhan Lu's presence.

But before they could react, Zhan Lu had already jumped into the air and slammed his knee into one of them's face.

At the moment when his knee hit, the sharp blade in Zhan Lu's hand directly cut open the opponent's neck.

The man screamed and fell to the ground, twitching several times.

At the same time, other people rushed towards Zhan Lu.

"Breaking through the air!" A shout rang out, and one of the fighters from the International Wushu Association slashed at Zhan Lu with a big sword in both hands.

At the same time, others also launched attacks.

Zhan Lu quickly dodged under his feet and forcibly avoided the incoming sword. Instead, the sharp blade in his hand was directed towards several other people.

Poof!

There was a sound of body breaking, and two people were knocked to the ground by Zhan Lu.

But at this time, a burst of energy suddenly hit Zhan Lu's body. With a bang, the energy exploded, and Zhan Lu and his sword flew out.

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