Of course, cleaning the battlefield was not due to Ling Fan's cleanliness, and burying the corpses was not due to his pity for the deceased. He did this purely to eliminate traces, so as to prevent the other party from judging his strength and some methods.
For example, if a corpse is shot through the chest with an arrow, you can tell at a glance that it was an archer. If the other party sees it, Ling Fan's identity as the archer cannot be concealed.
There are also fragments of combat boots and daggers, which were all exploded by Dou Seal Bombs. From these fragments, you may not be able to guess the Dou Seal Bomb, which is a heaven-defying Dou Seal, but it is enough to make the enemy be careful about daggers and combat boots. This is not
What Ling Fan wanted to see.
Hiding his strength is what Ling Fan needs to do most at the moment. He has already seen through that when his strength is weak, hiding himself is the most important thing.
Just like the False Horned Lizard, it is obviously not a powerful monster, but it hides itself well and uses various methods to achieve unexpected results in battles, and can often win by surprise.
His strength is still weak, so in order to strengthen and gain experience, Ling Fan must be careful. If any link goes wrong, his life may depend on it. Once his life is gone, no matter how big his goal is, it will be in vain.
Becoming strong is not as easy as it seems. Unless you are a bloodline warrior, they are favored by God and have excellent conditions. But unfortunately, Ling Fan is not the same. He cannot change this. He can only work step by step, be careful everywhere, and work hard to achieve success.
, work hard, and be ruthless enough not to fear death to keep yourself alive.
Night has completely fallen, and Haining City has entered the carnival era of monsters. The monsters go out one after another and start hunting. The monsters are very angry at the large number of invading humans. If they encounter them, a battle will definitely break out.
In this trial, we have to guard against not only the enemies in the trial, but also the various monsters on Haining Island.
Battles are going on at any time, and there are countless young talents participating in the trials. There are all kinds of people. There are some who are relatively calm and calm like Ling Fan, some who are carefree like the one-eyed old Huang, and some who have identities like Ning Xin.
Special. In short, this trial is full of talents, and the difficulty and danger are the highest in history.
In the night, the black shadow transformed by Ling Fan moved forward quickly, constantly shuttling between the big trees. Soon, he found a cave in front of him. The location was remote and there were no monsters around. It was a suitable place for an ambush.
The place.
"According to the previous slight fluctuations in mental power, there should be three opponents. One of them is dead, and there are two left. It seems that although the deceased is not the leader, his strength should be considered good among them."
Ling Fan analyzed the current situation. His mental strength was much higher than that of ordinary people. It was not surprising that he had noticed the number of people on the other side early.
After pondering for a while, Ling Fan entered the dark cave.
The light in this cave is relatively dim, but with the moonlight shining on it, the line of sight can still be guaranteed. And don't forget Ling Fan's mental training. He has been training for so long in that hut where he can't see anything at all, and now this cave is
What's the calculation?
The cave is not deep, and is quite dry inside. There are still straws brought in from the outside world. After careful inspection, we found that there are several burn marks on the cave floor, indicating that someone once made a fire here, but it has changed over time.
After a long time, the cave has obviously been abandoned.
"As long as it's not occupied by some monster." Ling Fan nodded secretly and looked around the cave. He found that the rock wall of the cave was full of cracks and was already shaky and might collapse at any time.
"At worst, the opponent still has two fighting masters left. I am injured now and am not in full strength. There is almost no chance of winning in a head-on battle. This cave can create opportunities for me."
After seeing the situation in the cave clearly, Ling Fan instantly had an idea, a wicked smile appeared on his lips, and he took out four tampered thunder seeds from the space ring.
I found some straw, dug a hole at the end of the cave, buried the thunder seeds and three combat boots with Dou Seal bombs in it, and then buried them with straw.
After looking at the haystack, Ling Fan was not satisfied. He came outside the cave, moved several huge rocks in succession, placed them side by side in the haystack, then took off his clothes and covered the rocks.
Looking at it this way, it looked like someone was lying on the haystack to rest. After that, Ling Fan nodded, took out a piece of clean clothes from the space ring, and put it on himself.
This was just the beginning of the arrangement. He took out his dagger and used the protruding stones on the rock wall to step up the rock wall. He used the dagger to dig at the cracks in the rock wall, expand them, and then put the boots with the Dou Seal Bomb on them.
Stuff it into it.
This action was repeated ten times, until the combat boots were all over the cave wall. Ling Fan clapped his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and revealed an evil smile.
"If the remaining two people were not frightened away, counting the time, they should have discovered the two wild rats long ago. As long as they wait here, they should appear soon."
With a chill in his eyes, after arranging everything, Ling Fan quietly waited for the fish to take the bait...
On top of the big tree, a thin man holding a sword and an archer stood frowning. This was the battlefield where Ling Fan killed the one-eyed old Huang. Unfortunately, after cleaning, there were not many valuable clues left.
"Boss, was this where Lao Huang was killed?" Lao Feng held his sword, his words revealing murderous intent. This team was led by an archer, but the ones who had the best relationship were him and Lao Huang.
The archer nodded and took out a broken red sign from his cuff. He still couldn't believe the fact that Old Huang died.
The brand in his hand is called the blood card. It is a life card made by Douxiu using his own essence and blood mixed with fighting spirit. It represents Douxiu's living condition. Once there are cracks in the blood card, it means that the Douxiu has died.
"The battlefield has been cleaned. The only thing that can be determined is that the place where Lao Huang died was this big tree. However, the big tree has been treated. It is impossible to see how he died or where his body is.
place."
The archer frowned. The battlefield was cleaned in a hurry, but very skillfully. All the important things were covered up, leaving only traces that were worthless and difficult to erase.
This shows that the murderer is not an easy character to deal with.
"Who is it? Who will intercept and kill Lao Huang here? With Lao Huang's strength, he can't escape even if he can't defeat him? Is his opponent a stronger person than a general?" The angry thin man was still clear-headed, but he couldn't think about it.
Come on, besides the fighting general, who can save Lao Huang’s life?
Of course, he could not have thought that the person who killed Lao Huang was just a Huang-level fighting master, and he was the target of their pursuit. Lao Huang was underestimating the enemy, was ambushed, and was attacked by a sneak attack. Finally, he was killed by an unprepared Douyin bomb.
Fall.
Escape? From the beginning to the end, he never thought about escaping. By the time he felt the crisis, it was already too late to escape!
"It can't be a fighting general."
The archer shook his head and said: "Although the traces have been erased, it can be seen that the battle was very fierce. Lao Huang's Yin Sha Slash and Kuang Sha were all used. If he was a fighting general, he would not be given so many opportunities. Not to mention
It may be a monster. There is no monster in this world that would clean up the battlefield. The person who killed Lao Huang should have the same strength as Lao Huang."
Sure enough, he is an archer, and the analysis is very accurate. Unfortunately, there are still problems with the analysis of Ling Fan's strength. After all, Ling Fan is a Douyin master, an archer, and a Dou cultivator. It is indeed difficult to judge his strength through such traces.
"Who is that? Who has the ability to keep Lao Huang?"
The archer did not answer him. He took out the scent rat from his sleeve. Following the message from the scent rat, he cast his gaze into the distance. In the night, he seemed to see through many obstacles and saw the cave where Ling Fan was.
"If, I mean if, the guess is good, the person who killed Old Huang is probably Ling Fan." After several analyses, the archer finally came up with a guess that even he himself could not believe.
Two consecutive ifs, this is the first time the archer has made such an uncertain guess.
"Ling Fan?" Old Feng was startled: "How is this possible? A mere ten-level fighting cultivator can't even hurt Old Huang, let alone kill him and have the strength to clean up the battlefield. This is absolutely impossible."
Old Feng couldn't accept the fact that Ling Fan was their prey and he was so weak. How could he turn around and become a hunter? Isn't this a big joke?
Besides, Lao Huang was very powerful. He practiced the secret technique of one hundred and eight points, and he even had the almost perverted self-protection fighting skill of Kuangsha. How could Ling Fan kill him? Did he have any accomplices?
"Comrades, this may be the best explanation, but judging from the traces, there are only two people here, and there is no third party." The archer shook his head, dispelling Old Feng's last guess.
"Then what happened? You told me that a mere tenth-level Dou Xiu killed Lao Huang? Is this possible? Haha, this is absolutely impossible. I can't accept it."
Old Feng roared crazily, this fact was really hard to accept.
"The Thunder Seed is not far away, and it has stopped moving forward. What you and I are following are wild rats, so the one who stopped this time is either a wild mouse, or Ling Fan. If you want to confirm your conjecture, it is best to move forward.
choose."
The archer said cautiously: "But Lao Huang is dead. You and I both know his strength. What awaits us ahead may be an ambush. We now have two choices, either give up the mission or continue moving forward."
"Now it's not a matter of a fucking mission or not. Lao Huang is dead. Lao Huang, my partner for five years, is dead! I want to find the murderer and avenge him, do you understand?"
Facing Lao Feng's anger, the archer chose to remain silent. On this path of fighting, especially in the profession of killer, death can happen anytime, anywhere, and there is nothing to make a fuss about.
After a long time, Lao Feng had vented enough, and he gradually calmed down: "Tell me, what should we do next?"
"Rest where you are and wait for dawn. If the opponent has not taken action yet, we will approach quietly after dawn and adapt accordingly. As a killer, you must remain calm at all times!"
The archer jumped up to a big tree and hid himself in the darkness of night, leaving only his faint words echoing in Lao Feng's ears!
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