As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

A trace of fear flashed across Ning Zhaoxue's eyes.

She lowered her neck and dared not say another word.

If someone told her to cut her own throat, she would just smile and then twist off his head and kick it like a ball.

After all, she is the granddaughter of Ning Shan'e, one of the three great masters of the Temple of Gods and Demons.

Whether it is status or cultivation.

She has already stood at the top among the younger generation in the world of gods and demons.

Few people dared to call for her to be killed.

But when the young man in front of him said this coldly.

She could only lower her noble head.

I didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

I was afraid that if I angered him, he would really make me commit suicide.

Because this young man is the contemporary walking figure of the Haotian Sect in the world of gods and demons, the great-great-grandson of Emperor Huangfu, and the little devil Huangfu Mingjing, who is known to the world for his ruthlessness.

The undisputed number one in the Void God Realm.

There is no one on this battlefield who is more noble than him, and no one who is stronger than him.

"Boom!"

Just as Ning Zhaoxue lowered his head and remained silent, a dull roar sounded again in the swamp. The sounds of fighting and shouting soared into the sky. Limbs and fragments flew everywhere, as if dyeing the poisonous fog into blood.

at this time,

The God Hunters have entered the heart of the swamp.

Go forward again.

It is the core area where the poisonous fog is the thickest.

They gradually shrank into a semi-arc, gradually shrinking the range of activities of the Great Wilderness monks like driving cattle and sheep.

Occasionally, some fish that slipped through the net would be eaten up by the hunters who had been following them for a long time, and many monks hiding in the swamp were stabbed by spears.

Every time the spear thrust out, a splash of blood would occur.

In less than half an incense stick of time, the hands of the Hunting God Army were already covered in blood.

The strange beasts trampled on the already broken corpses wantonly, turning them into mud.

There were corpses everywhere and blood flowed like a river.

This was a massacre without suspense.

Even though many Great Wilderness monks chose to self-destruct fearlessly, they were no match for the God Hunting Army that formed a battle formation, not to mention the countless hunters who took advantage of the situation to cause trouble.

"Seven hundred and sixty-two!"

The leader of the God Hunting Army glanced at the Great Wilderness monks trapped in the swamp and said in a cold voice: "Because of your 762 prey, my God Hunting Army lost 209 soldiers and war pets!"

"I personally trained each of them. They followed me in battles across the country and killed countless enemies. But because of you, the lowly prey like wild dogs, they have lost their future forever. You are guilty!"

Having said this, the leader of the God Hunting Army threw his spear at a weak young man in the crowd, stabbing him straight in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Raise the Dragon Spine Spear, kill the people around you, and I will give you a chance to live!"

Although the young man was also covered in mud, his face was not eroded. Except for appearing a little pale due to fear, he was the cleanest among the Great Wilderness monks who were imprisoned here.

With his cultivation level at the early stage of Void God Realm, it was obviously not possible for him to maintain such dignity.

Beside the boy.

It was a woman with her head lowered.

The woman was dressed in military uniform, her face as pale as paper. She was half leaning on the boy, her messy black hair was tied up high, and a green straight knife was stuck on the ground to support her body. There was a terrible wound on her waist and abdomen.

The person that the leader of the Hunting God Army wanted the young man to kill was this woman who looked like she could die at any time.

In the brief fight before.

This woman killed twelve heavily-armored riders single-handedly despite being seriously injured. Her strength is incredible.

"Sister!"

The boy turned to look at the woman, his eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

"Don't cry..."

The woman tried hard to stand up, but her injuries were too severe. The wounds on her waist and abdomen began to bleed as she struggled, and her face turned even paler.

The young man subconsciously wanted to help her, but facing the cold gaze of the leader of the Hunting God Army, he quickly retracted his outstretched hand and turned his head away, not daring to touch the woman.