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Chapter 8 Bloody Battle (Part 2)

The smell of blood in the air gradually became stronger and more substantial, causing the ferocious beasts to become even more violent and attack endlessly.

"Killed so carelessly!"

"This trick is so ugly, like a puppy crossing its legs to pee!"

"Are you still breastfeeding? Explode your energy, just do it!"

At first, Freckles just watched the battle silently from behind. After a while, he started talking nonsense and gesticulating about Gordon's martial arts. His whole body was soaked with sweat, his eyes were sometimes trance-like, sometimes restless, and the corners of his eyes, nose and lips were shaking frequently.

twitch.

Gordon's steps are light, moving forward and backward within a few inches, as fast as a ghost. Each blow of the ice chrysanthemum dagger is ever-changing, moving like silk, tearing apart the fur of the ferocious beast, inserting it into the vital part, and drinking the hot blood. In order to save the source of energy,

Gordon and the ferocious beast are separated at the first touch, and run away as soon as they touch. Try to minimize the entanglement and kill with one blow.

This not only relies on martial arts, but also requires precise vision and judgment. In just a short moment, he has to grasp the momentum and direction of the beast and choose the most reasonable attack method.

The cliff cave is narrow and the huge beasts are easy to deal with. They cling to the four walls and squeeze so hard that there is no space around them. It is difficult to move their limbs and they can only open their mouths and bar their teeth. To deal with them, you only need to blast the wind holes.

Stab the throat as fast as possible. The trouble is that some agile beasts can not only jump back and forth on the vertical cave wall, but also have talents such as breathing fire and spitting sand. It often takes a while to fight them.

Kill. Once the time is extended, the other ferocious beasts will take the opportunity to rush into the cave.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Freckles howled, "Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

Gordon was fighting with a four-eared black ape. The four-eared black ape was burly and fierce, leaping like flying, swinging its tail back and forth in mid-air, cleverly changing its balance, seeming to pounce to Gordon's left, and then to the right. Gordon's

The dagger stabbed the black ape twice, but he jumped away in time and escaped the critical point, leaving only a shallow blood mark on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a horned python rushed into the cave entrance with a strong wind. The python's body was colorful and as thick as a bucket. The four-eared black ape was first knocked out and hit the rock wall, with its muscles and bones broken. Gordon was also affected, and his whole body turned sideways.

Rolling, and seeing he was about to hit the rock, he suddenly took off his foot, touched the rock wall, and rebounded backwards, just in time to avoid the horned python's huge mouth.

The horned python turned its head and pounced again. Gordon lay on the ground, bent his knees and kicked back, sliding his body flatly backwards. The horned python bowed its body to pursue, and Gordon thrust out his left palm. Suddenly he did not retreat but instead advanced. The dagger flashed, and the figure and the horned python were

Crossing over.

With a loud bang, the raised python's head fell to the ground, and its tail flapped wildly, sweeping away the ferocious beasts near the entrance of the cave.

Gordon grabbed the rock with one hand and hung on the ceiling of the cave. He looked at the horned python below as its neck cracked open and a bright red blood line oozed out. Then, dozens of cracks opened in the blood line outwards, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

It sprayed all around, splattering freckles all over his head and face.

"Your aura is too weak, like a weak girl." Freckles let the blood flow over his cheeks and laughed wildly, "You know, Nisshin-ryu warriors are all crazy! In order to break through the extreme, one person dares to attack the enemy.

Fang's army was slaughtered to pieces, and blood flowed like rivers. Either break through to the extreme, or die from exhaustion!"

"How do you know?" Gordon jumped down and faced the iguana that rushed into the cave. Freckles was addicted to drugs and was delirious, so he happened to ask for information.

"You want to know? Haha, I won't tell you! You greedy shits, come and torture me if you have the guts!" Freckles waved the short knife nervously, his eyes turned white, and he gasped "haha" from his throat.

, even the saliva flowed out.

The first hour passed. Gordon's shots were as before, deft, erratic, fast and precise, killing ferocious beasts like harvesting wheat, without any deformation in his movements.

This is his fighting style, don't make mistakes, don't be impulsive, and stay calm from beginning to end.

The cave is filled with the remains of ferocious beasts: heart fragments are stuck on the rocks, a few yellow eyes have fallen in the corners, red and white brains and bone residue are splashed all over the cave wall, and furry severed limbs are soaked in a pool of sticky blood...

Freckles was lying on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was rubbing against the rocks spasmodically, and he roared from time to time. "I can't hold it anymore, give me medicine! Damn it, a little is enough for me! No, get out of here,

I will never touch this thing again, I swear in the name of my ancestors!" He looked crazy, twisting desperately, and scratching at the rocks with his hands, and his fingernails were bleeding.

While Gordon listened carefully to Freckles' nonsense, he methodically harvested the ferocious beasts. Although his source power was still at the early stage of the black lead level, it was extremely refined and pure, full of toughness, and consumed extremely slowly. He began to imitate the attacks of some ferocious beasts.

By incorporating his own fighting postures into his own martial arts, he gradually figured out several efficient fighting movements and connected them into routines. For different ferocious beasts, Gordon no longer kills them in the same way, but learns to adjust the speed, angle and strength of his attacks.

, restrain the opponent with the skills of a natural enemy.

"Zi-Zi!" Freckles suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked his palms like a dog. Coca liquid and glass shards remained in his palms. He sucked greedily, and the glass shards pierced his tongue, and blood flowed all over his mouth.

, but didn’t feel any pain at all.

Gordon had a complicated feeling in his heart. This was the first time he witnessed the tragic situation of a person suffering from drug addiction. He had no humanity, no dignity, and was worse than the corpse of a vicious beast lying here.

He would rather have freckles continue to compete with him than be controlled by drug addiction and lose himself.

"You said that if you can't get rid of your drug addiction, you would rather die!" Gordon leaned over and sprinted, swiping his dagger into the belly of a magic-eyed blue sheep. Then he should have withdrawn with the dagger, but he did an unnecessary move.

With a sudden movement, he started to kick, and the magic-eyed blue sheep slammed into Freckles.

"Bang!" Freckles was knocked over and the back of his head hit the rock hard, and the hot intestines of the Magic Eye Blue Sheep showered on his face.

Freckles shivered, as if he suddenly woke up, with a look of struggle in his eyes. "Quit the drug addiction." He suddenly opened his mouth and bit the bloody sheep intestines, gnashing his teeth and howling, "In the name of my ancestors, I swear!"

Just a moment later, the freckles sprouted again, lying on the ground, frantically licking the remaining coca liquid on the ground. "I can't do it, I really can't do it! I'm so tired, like a bitch, I just want to

Be an ordinary person!" His whole body twitched, and while sucking the residual fluid, he actually cried out, tears, snot, saliva and blood mixed together in a sticky mess.

"Who is your ancestor?" Gordon suddenly asked.

"Ancestor..." Freckles repeated blankly, jumped up suddenly, banged his head against the rock wall, and kept howling again and again, "Who is the ancestor? Who is it?"

"Bang-bang-bang!" With a dull sound, blood seeped out from his freckled forehead. He became dizzy and fell backwards.

"Qi Ya." Gordon heard Freckles murmuring before he fell into coma.

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