I'm usually kind to others, but I'm not a coward who won't fight back or retaliate when I'm scolded. Seeing this group of people rushing towards me with their guys, each of them shouting to kill me, I couldn't be more angry. This stick
With almost all his strength, but with some critical force, he hit the man's head with a stick, and there was an endless cracking sound.
Although this sentry stick was not made of iron or stone, it was accompanied by a huge momentum. I knocked down the man, raised the stick to the sky, and went straight towards the crowd to kill him. Wherever I passed, no one could stop me. I felt extremely happy in my heart.
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However, before I could vent all the frustration in my heart, I heard a roar from the God-Eating Gu behind me. I turned around, and a figure flashed toward me in the darkness. The momentum was so fast that it was unexpectedly...
Beyond my eyesight and before my body could react, the man roared over, landed not far from me, and raised his hands in the air.
Before I could see the person clearly, a cloud of black sand was already sprinkled in my eyes. The dark weapon was filled with a cold and fishy wind. It was a large piece of sand that almost enveloped my entire body.
I was very knowledgeable and knew not to hit me head-on, so I had to dodge sideways, rolling like a lazy donkey, and barely avoiding the iron sand that was rushing towards me. In my haste, I received two more sticks, and the pain was excruciating, but I gritted my teeth and forced it.
I propped up my body and looked up. A bald head flashed across my sight, but it was a tall man over 1.9 meters tall. He rushed towards me with a loud shout.
This man has a broad body, with muscles all over his body, like a strong man tying a tiger, and his arms are dancing like windmills, fast and fierce, and as powerful as windmills.
I couldn't bear it, so I raised my stick to meet him, thrust the long stick into the sky, shook it in vain, turned into a shadow dragon, and hit the strong man on the head with a painful blow.
I poured 120% of the strength into this stick, and it was like a fierce wind, with a fleeting afterimage, and the sound was quite terrifying. However, the man did not dodge, but actually stretched his neck and put his bare forehead in front of him, still
Hit with my stick!
With a muffled bang, the whistle stick in my hand hit the target and came into close contact with the bare forehead. However, what happened next made me doubt my life a little.
The long stick was powerful and heavy, and struck the man's head angrily, but it only made a muffled sound. The man did not retreat at all, but instead shouted in joy. Then I felt the tiger's mouth go numb, and there was a strong sound coming from the stick.
The huge repulsive force made my arms tremble and I almost couldn't hold it!
what's the situation?
I was horrified, but the bald man didn't notice it at all. Instead, he smiled, raised his shiny forehead, and a teasing sneer flashed in his eyes.
Looking at the other person's bright and reflective forehead, I thought, Iron Tou Kung Fu! I never thought that such a person really existed in time, and he was willing to waste time practicing such stupid kung fu!
At this time, more people gathered around and pointed their spears and cannons at me. I was hit repeatedly, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to retreat while fighting.
"Good boy, your methods are powerful enough!" Seeing that I was not captured despite my hard work, the bald man stood aside the crowd, pointed at me and screamed, saying, "I'll come and meet you for a while!"
He was so sure of victory that he actually started to play cat-and-mouse with me. He pushed away the helper beside him and rushed towards me with his bare hands.
I sidestepped and swung my whistle stick in a round direction. The sound of the wind danced rapidly and turned into a gray shadow. However, the man turned a blind eye and twisted his hands around the shadow of my stick. I exerted my strength with both arms and fought with him.
Fighting for the whistle stick, only to find that the opponent's arms are like iron hoops, not even loose at all!
He chuckled, his eyes full of teasing, "Boy, take a cone from me!" After saying that, he shook his shiny forehead again and hit the bridge of my nose with the cone.
A tough guy, right?
I didn't panic, I secretly communicated with the God-Eating Gu, and at the same time, I spread my hands and retreated quickly.
As soon as I dodged, I immediately made a space for God-Eating Gu. Facing the man's heavy cannon-like head, God-Eating Gu roared excitedly, turned into a golden thread, and rushed towards him.
Bright brain!
The two figures are one big and one small, the big one is like a watermelon, and the small one is like a broad bean, only about the size of an adult's fingernail.
Which one is strong and which one is weak can be distinguished almost at a glance.
But is this really the case?
The God-Eating Gu has never let me down. The moment I collided with the opponent, there was a sound of steel, a clanging sound, and a little beating spark could be faintly seen in the depths.
The bald man relied on his strong head and didn't take me seriously at all, but he didn't expect that there is a mountain higher than a mountain. God-eating Gu usually looks silly and cute, but at a critical moment, he becomes crazy and gets mad.
But it’s a copper pea that doesn’t break when beaten or softened when steamed!
There was a cracking sound, and a piece of the bald man's skull was immediately missing. No one knew how this little thing was done. When I came back to my senses and took a look, I saw that the bald man's Tianling Cap had been chiseled out in the middle.
A round hole the size of a fingernail reveals the dense skull and the wriggling white pulp inside the skull.
ah……
He screamed and fell to the ground, while I snapped my fingers and rushed forward again!
The God-Eating Gu turned into a sharp edged arrow, which was poured directly along the bald man's head, and then shot out along the tail of the bald man, piercing the person, and then formed a golden thread and merged into my body again.
"Ah... you are a ghost... a ghost!"
Several men were frightened to death by this scene. Looking at me charging forward, their hands and feet became weak and they could not resist at all.
I held the whistle stick backwards, knocking people down one after another, then threw away the whistle stick, grabbed the relatively convenient simple knife in my hand, and used my backhand to block the person's symbolic blocking arm.
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Whoosh!
The blade of the knife turned red and opened a line of blood. Without looking back, I flicked the blade and a silver line followed the frequency of the blade bursting out and pierced the chest of the person behind me.
The man was so frightened that he forgot to dodge. I stabbed him in the chest, and a piece of blood dripped out!
The plasma splashed on my face, scarlet and dazzling, filled with a heavy aura of killing. My face was as cold as a knife, and my heart was as hard as a stone, releasing my killing intent to the extreme.
But when I looked into that person's eyes full of fear, my heart trembled in vain, and I suddenly woke up. I stared at the simple knife in my hand in disbelief, feeling terrified from the inside out.
When did I become a bloodthirsty madman?
This thought echoed in my mind, making me, who had been abiding by the law since I was a child, feel an unprecedented fear, like falling into an abyss.
But besides regret, there is another thought driving my heart. Inexplicably, I feel a cold and surly consciousness in my mind, kill, kill, kill...
Killing one person is considered a thief, killing ten people is considered a murderer, and killing ten thousand people is considered a hero!
If you slaughter three million, you will be the hero among the heroes!
ah……
I roared loudly and swung the long knife. The man faced the bloody explosion in his chest and fell down with a scream. At this time, I was gasping for breath wildly. Two consciousnesses were fighting in my brain. In the end, my reason gained some upper hand and I endured it.
With the murderous intention in his chest, he did not continue to attack, but turned the back of the knife and knocked out all the remaining interceptors.