Many people know that the Tomahawk Woman and Gabriel are not opponents of the same level, and even ten more Tomahawks can't hurt a single feather of the Archangel, but the people who watched this suspenseless game were quite interested, and everyone wanted to see how the Tomahawk Girl died.

"Gabriel, the woman with the tomahawk can't be his opponent, and it is estimated that she will not be able to hold up a few moves."

"May I not meet any of the four angels......"

"It's a death, and I don't want to die so soon."

…… The prisoners beside the fence began to talk in a low voice, their eyes fixed on the two people in the field, Ye Fei and the black man heard it clearly, and immediately got up and walked to the fence, and Hessesi, who was originally standing here, walked away very interestingly, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Ye Fei leaned in front of the fence and looked out, and saw Gabriel walking leisurely towards the opponent with a narrow Western sword in his hand, the battle axe woman was tense in her muscles, and her hands were gripping the handle of the axe, just waiting for the opponent to take a few steps forward would give him a fatal blow.

Gabriel stopped about two meters away from the Tomahawk Woman, and the long sword in his hand was lightly raised and pointed at her eyebrows, as if he would pierce the brain with a single stroke of his arm forward.

The Tomahawk knew that she was no match for Gabriel, but there was no fear on her face, and now the distance was out of reach of the Tomahawk, and as long as the opponent took another half a step forward, she would seize the opportunity to strike blatantly.

Gabriel moved, his body leaned forward, and the long sword in his hand turned into a little rain of light, and instantly covered the right, and the tomahawk woman shouted, and the tomahawk in her hand vibrated like a tornado born from the flat ground swept past, and a silver horse training flashed dazzlingly.

Puff puff puff -

A short muffled sound came from the battle circle, as if the gas-filled rubber tire had been pierced by a sharp weapon with many small holes, and was rapidly leaking out, the sword in Gabriel's hand was getting faster and faster, but the battle axe in the woman's hand gradually slowed down, because she had been stabbed with many swords, and small prismatic wounds were bleeding outward.

The Western sword is narrow and agile, like a hundred and ten toothless silver snakes devouring the life of the tomahawk woman, a flash of silver light will leave a small wound on her body, blood smeared all over her body, the Western sword in Gabriel's hand is just right, each sword will pierce half an inch into the flesh, although it will not be fatal, but it will make the wound bleed non-stop, and it will not be long before the tomahawk woman will lose blood and die if it continues like this.

The physical trauma made the tomahawk woman feel that the big axe in her hand was getting heavier and heavier, and it was more and more difficult to swing, she knew that her opponent could kill her at any time, and now she was playing a game of cat and mouse, it was impossible to live, it was better to die than to be tortured and killed by Gabriel, she gritted her teeth, and used her last strength to raise the tomahawk, and the axe blade cut horizontally to her neck.

Bite! There was a sound of gold and iron, the tip of the sword was accurately pointed on the axe, and the strong impact force instantly reached the palm of the tomahawk woman, and the tomahawk flew out of her hand, and it became a difficult thing to commit suicide.

The long sword of the flying tomahawk suddenly folded, and the tip of the sword pointed on the throat of the tomahawk woman, and the tip of the sword seemed to hit the skin with a cold air, and you could clearly see that the skin on her throat was covered with a layer of goosebumps.

Death is terrible, there are very few people in this world who dare to die head-on, the Tomahawk hesitated for two seconds and slammed her neck into the tip of the sword in vain, she wanted to end her life in this way.

Gabriel withdrew his sword, put it on the shoulder of the tomahawk woman with his backhand, and looked up at the stands, where two men dressed in ancient Roman aristocratic costumes stood up, both of them clenched their arms into fists and raised their thumbs, slowly flipping downward.

The Tomahawk looked up at the stands, two lines of tears flowing from her empty eyes, and suddenly, she opened her mouth and let out a terrible howl, and closed her eyes hard.

Gabriel turned his head and glanced in the direction of the fence where Ye Fei was, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, he raised the long sword in his hand and instantly pierced the back of the battle axe woman, the sharp long sword pierced the woman's back and penetrated the heart, the tip of the sword drilled out of the woman's chest, and the blood flowed down the triangular sword tip, connecting into a red blood line.

The tomahawk woman twitched violently twice and fell to the ground, staring at the direction of the fence with her eyes wide open, Ye Fei grabbed the two metal railings with both hands, and looked at Gabriel on the opposite side with cold eyes, this guy was obviously provocative, if he was right, he must be taught a good lesson.

Gabriel turned around in vain, sneered and raised the long sword in his hand to point in the direction of the fence, Ye Fei understood that this thing was referring to himself, he smiled faintly, and raised his middle finger at the imposter angel not far away.

Hula!

The prisoners gathered around the fence quickly retreated to the side as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, and those who dared to give Gabriel the middle finger, including the big black man, were either fools or madmen, and the closer they got to such people, the faster they died.

Gabriel had a look of anger on his face, put his sword into the sheath with his backhand, and turned away with a cold snort, and two men in white coats and masks walked briskly into the room, one of them holding a silver dinner plate with a sharp knife in his hand, and the other carrying a body bag.

The man serving the plate walked up to the body of the tomahawk woman, cut through her clothes with a knife, and quickly removed a bloody object from the corpse and put it on the plate and got up to leave, while the other man quickly packed the body in a body bag and dragged it away.

Ye Fei saw it clearly, the silver plate contained a large piece of bloody liver, and it was still bubbling with a trace of heat, and he secretly thought in his heart, what are these guys doing cutting the livers of dead people? Could it be that it was used for an organ transplant?

"Nine!"

There was a shout behind him, the soldiers who were originally standing still quickly ran to the fence, Ye Fei retreated to the side, the two whites took out their respective weapons and took two steps forward, the fence slowly rose in a clattering sound, the two whites walked quickly into the door, several soldiers blocked the gate of the fence, the muzzles of their guns were aimed at everyone, and they put on a posture like a great enemy.

The fence fell, the soldiers stepped aside, and the whites on the field fought fiercely, and the sound of blades clashing was incessant.

Ye Fei had no intention of watching the bloody game in the field anymore, turned around and walked to the corner of the room and sat down, waiting for the game to start.

The fence gate opened and closed, and those who went out never returned, and the dead bones were gone, and the ones who were alive entered another fence gate on the edge of the field.

"The twelfth is out!"

There was a low shout from the fence gate, Ye Fei stood up, he saw Hessesi standing in front of the door first, just waiting for the fence door to open and immediately jumped out, his movements were as light as a wild cat.

Ye Fei took out the long sword from behind him with his backhand, and strode out of the fence gate, and the protective qi traveled all over his body to prevent the sneak attack of the poisonous witch, the weapon in Hessesi's hand was a fine iron broom, and the head of the broom was not Zongye bamboo branches, all of them were sharp wires like steel needles, and the ends flashed with blue light, which was obviously quenched and poisonous.