Chapter 133: Battle
The three of them are no longer young, they are more than forty years old, their skin is blue, and from their appearance, it is impossible to tell what kind of race they belong to, and no one dares to ask, because according to untrue rumors, their biological parents do not belong to the normal race, and they were killed by their three brothers.
This is a stain that they can't erase in their lives, so they can only use killing to satisfy and balance their hearts, this time, the night gives a sky-high price, which can make them live in seclusion without worry for a lifetime and live the second half of their lives.
Night's request was simple, it was not for them to destroy the God of Slaughter, but to let them rush into the castle, and then their task had been accomplished, which could not be easier for the Three-Man Tower.
So when the signal to charge was issued, the three of them broke through the fastest level, except for a very small number of gunners who stood in the way, they almost never stopped, or because the opponent was too weak, they didn't do it.
For them, killing people is like playing with women, too obedient and tasteless, and they need some stimulation of rape and resistance.
Seeing that there was an ancient castle in front of them, they met a strong hand, and the warriors in the God of Slaughter blocked their steps, and these dozen warriors followed the Mandate of Heaven to conquer the European continent, and they made great achievements, each of them was one in a hundred generals, and the murderous spirit was monstrous.
Behind the three-person tower, followed by a group of black-clothed people, they did not entangle with the peripheral gangs, and with the road opened by the three-person tower, they also came here unimpeded.
A dozen warriors are a strong wall, no one can cross it, and the only way to break through is for them to die.
"Destroy themβ"
This sentence was not said by the three-person tower, a man in black with cold air, stepped forward gently, black robe, black mask, this person was exposed to the air, only those eyes, deep killing intent, without a trace of human reason, the whole person stood there, like a butcher's knife, full of bloody smell.
The man in black behind him had already rushed up, and the three-man tower was no exception, and he was not there to help the man in black, although they were accomplices, both to break into the headquarters of the God Butcher.
But one fights for killing, the other kills for money, with different purposes.
"Such a fun thing, where can I be without my cowboy." A white-skinned, North American cowboy man barged in, covered in blood, but with a very satisfied smile on his face, extremely bright.
High boots, a short dagger, a long whip pinned to his waist, and a colored shirt can no longer see its true color, but it is dyed red by blood and turned into a black and black color.
Rushing over this way, he has already cut the necks of eighteen people, just cutting, his dagger is very sharp, and the strength is just right, and it will not be wasted, he is a person who can enjoy it very much, never waste his strength, and killing is no exception.
His name is Cowboy, a native of M country, but he is not famous in the world, and even among the top 50 masters, there is no name for him.
But he is a master, this, there is no need to doubt, because as soon as he came up, he entangled a warrior, the sharp dagger had already cut through the opponent's belly, and no one could see how he shot, but when this warrior retreated, there was already a deep blood mark on his belly, and he lost his combat effectiveness.
The three-person tower was no exception, the three brothers came together, surrounded the three warriors, like an invisible net, even if the three warriors exhausted their methods, they did not break free, and finally they were tired and their energy was greatly reduced, and they were kicked out by each of the three people.
Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured and unable to fight again.
In just a few moments, more than a dozen warriors have been killed and wounded.
The three deaths were died in the hands of those men in black, and even the most eerie man in black didn't even make a move, he just hid his hands under the black cloth, looking at all this coldly, he was also waiting, waiting for someone worthy of letting him shoot.
These men in black did not use weapons, but their bodies and hands were a kind of sharp knives.
"The three rats will be handed over to you." Xiao Qiufeng flashed out from the side, sensing the aura of these people, but he didn't expect their speed to be so fast, and at this moment, he had already broken through to the last level.
Li Qiangbing didn't speak, his body had already broken into the encirclement of the three-person tower, just like Xiao Qiufeng said just now, if he wants to progress, he needs to face more powerful enemies, and use death to stimulate the potential of his body, so that he can become a master.
Or maybe he only understood at this moment what a master is.
The master is not a powerful force, but the progress of a brave man, even if a person's strength is great, if he does not progress, one day, he will be eliminated, the reason why Xiao Qiufeng is called a master is because he will continue to improve in every killing, and there is no way to catch up.
The screaming killing sound, because of Xiao Qiufeng's appearance, temporarily stopped, the warriors had retreated and rested for the time being, and the thirty-four divine soldiers, except for the iron pillar who was still a butcher on the periphery, all of them had arrived.
"Destroy them-" The man in black had already said this sentence just now, but this time, it was Xiao Qiufeng who said it.
The Divine Warrior Clans had already flocked to the fifty or sixty men in black.
A bloody battle began.
And Xiao Qiufeng faced the cowboy, the black-clothed leader did not move, but his eyes were only staring at Xiao Qiufeng alone, or he had already felt that Xiao Qiufeng was powerful, but he may not have imagined that it was not only powerful, but also a little perverted and outrageous.
"You can go up too!" This is Xiao Qiufeng's contempt.
Although the white man is big, he is not very broad-minded, and the cowboy is already angry, and he moves.
If no one could see how the warrior was cut by him just now, then this time, everyone saw it, the dagger was in Xiao Qiufeng's hand, but the handle was in the cowboy's hand, and there was an invisible steel wire rope with a tough surname between it, so small that it was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.
With a flick of two fingers, the steel wire emitted a note like a zither, and then with a crisp "horn", it broke, Xiao Qiufeng let go, and the dagger fell to the ground.
"I don't really like cowboys because they're too arrogant."
The cowboy didn't speak, the leather whip on his waist was already in his hand, and he buzzed and said, "I will duel with you in the name of the brave." β
Xiao Qiufeng's cold eyes flashed slightly, in addition to his contempt, there was also the surveillance of the black-clothed leader on the side, he could not guarantee that this person would not take advantage of others.
In his mind, this man was the most powerful master of the night.
The men in black fell one after another, and the Divine Soldier Clan, for the first time, exerted all their strength, and at this moment, they knew how important it was to be strict in peace.
This is a contest of strength, without a trace of falsehood.
The leather whip was sandwiched with stimulating energy, and every time it fell, it set off a large area of gray gas, Xiao Qiufeng's body turned, flickering without a shadow, and here in an instant, it was shrouded in black fog again.
This leather whip cowboy has been holding it for thirty years, and it is a hundred times more flexible than his hand, even if a fly flies in the air, it will not escape the power of his whip dance, but it does not have much effect on Xiao Qiufeng.
The leather whip entangled Xiao Qiufeng, and the cowboy's joy had not yet been revealed, and the curled figure had turned more quickly and approached him.
The cowboy felt a little uneasy, when Xiao Qiufeng was three meters away from him, the leather whip that was tightly wrapped around his body had already made a "squeak" sound with a cold drink.
The whip broke several times, and the interception fell.
The cowboy was not surprised, the fist had already hit the face, this punch, Xiao Qiufeng used all his strength, people's ears could clearly clear a "click" cracking sound, and then the cowboy's body had already flew.
It flew more than ten meters before he landed, constantly struggling to let out a sharp howl, a howl of painful death, but he didn't pay attention to it, and slowly his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he didn't move, and the blood on his face made him look extremely terrifying.
"Sure enough, Xiao Shao, who is worthy of being the number one enemy in the night, is indeed very powerful."
Xiao Qiufeng hadn't turned around yet, the man in black had already opened his mouth very coldly, no one knew what he was thinking, Xiao Qiufeng had at least given him several opportunities to sneak attack just now, but he didn't.
"Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao, fast, fast, it's dangerous inside-" From inside, a person rushed in very eagerly, a wolf dog, his face was bloody, and he couldn't figure out whether it was his own or someone else's, but the thin long knife in his hand was the first time he saw him use it, and when he saw Xiao Qiufeng at this moment, he had already screamed loudly.
The man in black had already moved, he had slowly approached Xiao Qiufeng, and with a somewhat smug voice, he said slowly: "Aren't you strange, seeing that you killed the cowboy, but I didn't make a move?" β
"Because your real opponent today is not me, but the Pope, but right now, I can't let you in."
Fuck, Xiao Qiufeng knew that he was being concealed by these people, they were just trying to delay time, and the power that really wanted to deal with the God Butcher had already entered, but their attack started inside.
(To be continued)