Da Chao's eyes suddenly burst into a fine light, and his whole person suddenly ejected as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and then he didn't know how to have an extra military thorn in his hand.

"Woohoo!" The two consecutive stabs easily defused the attack of the mountain opening knife.

He is now like a devil in hell, constantly and easily harvesting the blood of the shadow team members to bless himself.

"You bunch of waste!" Da Chao snorted coldly, and at the moment when the mountain opening knife had not yet fallen, he lifted the military spur in his hand and slashed it out.

The shadow team member at the front was knocked to the ground, and his head was flipped open, and Bai Huahua's brain was scattered all over the ground.

"And you, you won't survive!" The military spur is very flexible and requires the user's strong wrist force to control, and Dachao is the kind of master who seems to be bulky but is actually proficient in various killing techniques.

It took him a lot of time to deal with the shadow team this time, because he was facing Yama.

Yama may not be the strongest with the Mountain Opening Knife, but when he encounters a military assassination, he can completely open the gate and drive in.

The heavy and fierce offensive of the axe is overwhelming, and every move needs to spend his own strength to fight to the death, which is not his own style of play, so he is more disadvantaged.

In the face of military stabs, a cold weapon that does not consume too much energy, the role of the mountain knife is reflected.

Yan Luo instantly felt that the pressure in front of him was much less, he looked at the brothers who were fighting with the enemy in the main hall not far away, and then smiled at Chen Hanyu.

"Brother Yu, today is either this Da Chao dies, or my Yama Luo dies!" Yan Luo smiled very comfortably, he licked the blood on the blade of the Mountain Opening Knife violently, and then rushed forward with an arrow step.

"It's good!" The military thorn in Da Chao's hand flew up and down like a fan, and his very dexterous military thorn advantage was brought into full play.

You must know that the steel mouth of the military stab is very thick, not as brittle as a dagger, and I don't want the knife to be so thin, his bloodletting groove and special ring process will expand the wound surface of the wound to the extreme, and the wound is not easy to suture, most of them die of excessive blood loss.

When facing Yama, he just felt the pressure on speed, and maybe he shouldn't have competed for speed.

Da Chao only slowed down his hand speed after standing still, his movements were very smooth but not lacking in accuracy, and he could basically completely block every attack of Yama.

Seeing that his every shot was easily resolved, Yan Luo suddenly became angry, his hatred had blinded his eyes, and now he only had one thing on his mind, and that was to kill Dachao.

But Dachao is really as simple and easy to deal with as he imagined.

Chen Hanyu secretly screamed badly, he struggled to stand up, but his whole body seemed to fall apart, and even when he wanted to move, there was a sharp pain.

This sharp pain is very heart-wrenching, he can't resist it at all, and now Chen Hanyu is very weak, although the wounds are not fatal, and the long-term bleeding is already his limit.

"I'm going to kill you!" said Yama, gritting his teeth, word by word.

"Then wait for you to come, at least for now, it seems that you are the longest surviving among these people, you have to know whether you are strong or not!" Da Chao smiled contemptuously, he didn't give Yama any face, he knew that as long as the time came, these people would naturally become the souls of their own swords.

Yama's hatred blessed his offensive, and with the pouring of spiritual power, he was able to steadily suppress Dachao, and even bargained for Dachao.

Wherever the knife skimmed, a large piece of flesh would be shaved off, and half of the muscles of his left arm were flattened if he was not careful.

"It's good to come!" Dachao's eyes turned blood-red, he had never suffered such a loss.

Then Yama's sword was instantly repulsed, and his shoulders were almost falling apart, and the powerful impact was about to shatter his bones.

"You're going to die!" Da Chao took a leap of stride, and one foot lightly touched Yama's chest, and the latter flew upside down without force.

Then his military thorn instantly pierced Yama's arm, and the next second the sound of tearing exploded in the air, and Chen Hanyu could clearly hear the movement of Yama's muscle tissue collapsing.

With a muffled sound, Yama's right arm was ripped off alive.

"This is your fate, have you seen it!" Da Chao viciously smashed his broken arm into Yama's face.

Yama couldn't say a word with a smile at the moment, he gasped for breath, and the severe pain had paralyzed his spirit.

"But, but what happened to you, you know!" Yama's face was stunned, and he struck extremely quickly, using all the strength he used, pulling out the military thorn on his shoulder and stabbing it hard at Dachao's right arm.

This hit steadily, and the moment he exercised his spiritual power, his wound was rapidly splattering blood.

"Yan Luo, you won't be able to last half a minute if you go on like this!" Chen Hanyu hurriedly shouted loudly, exercising spiritual power will speed up the blood flow in the body, and the consequence of this is that in less than half a minute, Yan Luo will die of excessive blood loss.

As if he hadn't heard, he smiled and lifted the general's stab upward, and the next second, Dachao's arm was chopped off like a vegetable.

"It's worth it, it's worth it!" Yama Luo fell down with a smile on his face, and the thorn in his hand also rolled to the ground limply.

Da Chao, who was holding back from the pain, bent down to hold down his wound, and then looked at Wanfu on the side and signaled, "Help me get a rope to fix it!"

Wanfu stood up from the ground in panic, and he hurriedly tied the rope to Dachao's wound.

Then Da Chao picked up the spur from the ground that had just cut off his arm, and he was now going to kill everyone on the field.

Dachao, who was holding a weapon in his left hand, didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he couldn't remember how many years no one had called his title Left-handed Killing God.

"Da Chao, because your own left hand is too domineering, so I suggest not to use your left hand!" Tie Wuxin's words still echoed in Da Chao's heart.

Da Chao knew very well that his position as the existence of the top martial artists in the Dao Alliance was naturally informal, and he didn't use his left hand to just let himself kill.

But today, even if you use your left hand, you have to kill all the people who see your embarrassment in the whole field.

"Brother Wanfu!" Dachao looked at Wanfu with a smile and shouted loudly.

"Huh?" Wanfu raised his head suspiciously, he didn't know what Da Chao was shouting for.

But the next second he realized that his throat couldn't speak at all, and there was even liquid flowing down his throat, and the next second Wanfu covered his neck and fell down.