Wu Ming's figure is flowing rapidly!

Surrounded by axes, hammers, spears, and halberds, they were placed in four different directions, and their respective users were all bloodthirsty and killed people on sight, and suddenly attacked.

For a skirmish in which the enemy has only one man, the puppet general is dismissive and is sitting in the saddle of his horse watching the play.

The boy was miserable, and he had to fight to the end alone.

This battle is not a great battle for fame and fame, but a real battle of life and death! One move was cut, ironclad spasm amputation and even total body disability, and finally ended up with a soul scattered and the spirit self-destructed.

A group of rabble made of broken copper and iron outside the world are the most cold-blooded and ruthless, and they will definitely not be merciful.

Seeing that the two sides were approaching, the hammer maker immediately jumped into the air, and the meteor sledgehammer in his hand smashed down on the young man's head, but the latter's toes slid and retreated several meters away, dodging the heavy blow.

Final word!

Directly crashed into the ice gladiatorial arena that had not yet melted, and a large hole emerged by gravity smashing through the glacier.

Before the battle was over, another cluster of dark iron arrows rushed to the rear, and its target was the young man's back vertebrae! If he was shot, it would be difficult for Wu Ming to stand up for the battle and flee on the spot.

Click-

Reflexively, a sword slashed straight through, and the dark iron arrow split in two.

But then came the second, third, and fourth shots from the front, and each arrow was very powerful.

The flanks at the left and right ends are even more like tigers descending from the mountain! A puppet-type strong man holds a giant axe of the crescent moon and charges and pushes violently, with a hideous and vicious look. On the other side, the halberd was running wildly, and under the chaotic dance of the halberd, the cold and icy aura was awe-inspiring, wanting to compete with heaven and earth.

Wu Ming swung three sword qi forward.

All the arrows were terrified, and either they shattered in an instant, or their power was completely discharged, and their original efficacy was lost.

The flanks were ambushed, and Wu Ming drew his sword to block the impact of the falling halberd with the wide sword surface, and the two were evenly matched. However, the opposite direction slashed across the blade of the giant axe, intending to cut the young man to the gladiatorial arena and put an end to the strife and riot.

When the wind sounds, everything can find its traces.

Wu Ming heard the news, and immediately put away the broken army, like a thunderbolt suddenly lying on the ground, during the release of strength, broke the halberd's legs, and drilled into the gap.

Although he was humiliated by this crotch, he managed to dodge a blow smoothly, and the giant axe chopped on the body of the friendly soldier.

And seppuku immediately!

The terrifying power not only cut the belly, but also engulfed the entire waist bar, and the upper body fell weightlessly.

On this opportunity, the boy was overjoyed!

Without waiting for the axe soldier to react, he turned his head and stared at it with a sword, hitting the vital point in the neck and making it lose its attack. At this time, the eighteen puppet soldiers have lost one-ninth of their combat strength, but it is still far from enough, and the form is still dangerous.

Wu Ming didn't want to delay any longer, the more he dragged it out, the more tired he became! Moreover, the broken army itself carried the weight of a thousand catties, and its strength was extremely huge, and the longer the battle lasted, the more unfavorable it would be, and he could not afford to consume it.

A quick battle is a quick one.

The puppet-like marionette is not enough to worry about, but it is afraid that it will be attached to the spirit power of the general......

Sou!

The boy took the initiative, and the hammer and the spear were completely ignored, anyway, the same melee combat.

Cutting the ranged soldiers in the back row first is the most important.

When he was trapped, in the face of the fourteen super soldiers from the enemy, Wu Ming was not afraid. In an instant, the sword qi gushed and raged, and the enemy soldiers were invincible and could not stand firmly.

Boom!

Quickly cut through the mess, and the dark iron shield will blow him up!

The shield soldiers died, the shooters died, and the rest of the vulnerable groups were all slaughtered, and few puppets survived.

I don't see blood, I don't hear the screams of dying and struggling.

After a strong rhythm, the enemy battle formation was completely destroyed, dead, wounded, and disabled. Only three of them survived, and all of them were dying.

The hammer soldier was speechless on the spot, this is still playing with a hammer?

The spearman was dumbfounded, he hadn't fought against a strong enemy yet, why did the situation turn around so quickly???

Unbelievable.

It's just unreasonable!

There was no need to clean up the mess, and the young man threw the spearhead of his crime to the three wounded not far away. Don't say anything, don't ask anything, don't say a word, draw a knife to each other, and fight and fight!

In the blink of an eye, the three puppets knelt on the ground.

Parts and important parts are dismantled, broken and broken, and there is no humanity at all.

In just a quarter of an hour, all the gold and iron were scrapped.

Now, Wu Ming still has to participate in the last battle. If this battle is won, he will already be fearless against the Ice Cave Master! And the latter's killer weapon will naturally be bet on this puppet general.

......

The boy looked back.

The general of the battle rode his horse and was invincible, and he was furious!

The division of the three was opened, and the puppet general took the lead in facing the difficulties, flicking his guns and flicking his madness, forcing Wu Ming hard.

Two creeps act as supports.

The Xuantie War Horse was heavily hoofed and fell, and in the blink of an eye, it approached Wu Ming's line of sight less than a foot. The wind of the general swept away, and the silver spears held in the iron hand intersected into a fork, fused to make a blow of 'double spear cross slash', and the power was immense.

Wu Ming judged the situation, broke the army and split directly, and took this move.

Clang!

Sparks splash together, and the residual arc rolls. The blow of the breaking army was full of strength, and the three-foot radius of the air flow mediated to resonate, and the sound of metal cracking that buzzed through the explosion exploded one after another.

The silver spear shook significantly, and the potential energy was defeated and retreated.

However, just as the puppet general was about to change his tactics and counterattack, the hammer soldiers and spearmen also followed and killed, just to break the siege.

Helpless, the boy had to let go and resist.

With a light effort, he took seven steps back, and then an invisible and powerful sword qi slashed, and the parallel route took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the two small soldiers were knocked to the ground, unable to bear it.

Both sides still refuse to stop there!

The general who had just supported the sword qi of the broken army was scarred and vulnerable, but suddenly his demonic nature changed for a second.

His eyes began to glow red, and the aura around him was dark and dark, and the air of death spread. The black iron silver spear is black, the armor no longer reflects natural light, and the whole puppet is like a demon, with an extraordinary sense of self.

"Huh. ”

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

Wu Ming smiled foolishly, with his extremely profound spiritual thoughts, he could vaguely feel that the so-called supreme master of the ice cave was just a wisp of dead soul.

It's just a cliché.

The sword is tense, and the broken army is directed at the demonized puppet general!

The young man's intention is also helpless. If the two really want to fight to the death in the gladiatorial arena, they will undoubtedly annihilate each other.

But—

The puppet general suddenly dismounted sideways, with two guns coiled at his waist, walked towards Wu Ming intentionally or unintentionally, and stretched out a fist seemingly decadently, hammering into the empty space not far from the latter's chest.

"My name is Luo Xiu. ”

"Kid, who are you?"

Just two short sentences stunned Wu Mingsheng, and only after coming back to his senses did he stretch out his other fist.

Fist butt!

"Contemptible Wu, engraved inscription. ”