The black night, the black wind, rolled up the black shadows and marched forward like angry waves. The dark shadow's eyes were bloody.

"Ding!~" A heavy sword slashed down in the air, and the red-faced man raised his arm in front of his head in a hurry, barely blocking the heavy blow. The collision between metals makes a high-pitched sound.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu always wears these gloves. The red-faced man secretly breathed a sigh of relief after a palpitation. This habit he had developed since he had these gloves allowed him to escape.

But.....

The heavy sword pressed down violently, how could the red-faced man's already shaky legs under the stimulation of alcohol be able to withstand this kind of force, and he was instantly pressed to his knees and smashed down, kneeling down one after another like spiderwebs on the ground.

'What the hell..... It's a fourth-level martial artist!' The red-faced man was shocked into a cold sweat no matter how drunk he was. But the brain is clear, but the body is anesthetized by alcohol, and there is no way to recover. Under the pressure of the heavy sword, his already red face became more and more red.

He wanted to open his mouth to call someone, but he didn't dare to let go of this breath, he knew that the next thing he would face was to split him in two pieces from head to toe with a heavy sword. The power that came from that heavy sword could definitely do such a thing.

His hands were folded and pressed against his head, trembling constantly.

It's a stalemate.

However, a discerning person knew at a glance that although the bamboo pole was used with a lot of strength, he still had spare strength, and the red-faced man used all the strength to eat, at this time, he regretted why he didn't go back to rest earlier, and he shouldn't have embarrassed this little guy.

And what he didn't know was that it was the experience of this little guy that reminded him of the past, so he lost his mind angrily and vowed to slaughter the dog in front of him.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but the bamboo pole closed its eyes strangely. The red-faced man also noticed this and wanted to take the opportunity to flick the heavy sword away, but the heavy sword did not let go at all, and continued to maintain its original strength.

His misjudgment caused his breath to become more and more disordered, and his hands trembled more and more violently.

The aura was like smoke, and in the darkness, the bamboo pole 'saw' them. The qi sank into the dantian, and the aura ran along his mind.

This is the method he used from Lu Feng'er, for which he also invited Lu Feng'er for a month's meal, and after he tried it, his strength really increased a lot.

Lu Feng'er has suffered a lot of losses from fighting him recently, and Lu Feng'er is also annoyed that he sold his ability to press the box for this month's meal, after all, his fourth-level martial arts skills are here.

The aura revolves around the arms of the bamboo pole and the thighs. The calmer the bamboo pole's heart, the smoother the aura flowed, and he felt like a volcano ready to go.

"Click!" a crack appeared in the gloves, and the red-faced man panicked.

He knew that he had not been holding on for long, and in the midst of life and death, he suddenly raised his anger, and he didn't care if it would hurt his meridian foundation. After all, the green mountains are left, and there is no worry about no firewood. The epee was slowly pushed up.

"That's it!" The bamboo pole accurately caught the point of the eruption, "Drink!" He roared, and the heavy sword under the golden aura flashed a golden light under the darkness, like a divine help, instantly broke through the red-faced man's defense, and slashed down.

In a hurry, the red-faced man subconsciously turned his head. The heavy sword slashed across his shoulder, not intending to regain momentum, and continued to slide down his flesh and bones, making a disgusting sound.

Eventually, it slashed out of the red-faced man's leg and took half of his body apart.

"Help!~" In despair, the red-faced man yelled desperately, and he couldn't hold on to his face.

When the members of the war mad mercenary group in the tavern heard the voice of their leader, they were so shocked that they jumped up, and the poisonous snake rushed out first.

The bamboo pole originally planned to escape from the scene immediately, but the red-faced man hugged the bamboo pole with the mentality of burning jade.

In desperation, the bamboo pole and sword were slammed into the red-faced man's head, and blood gushed out. But even so, the red-faced man hugged him tightly. His consciousness gradually blurred, but his hand held the bamboo pole firmly like a steel claw, refusing to let go.

There was no way, the bamboo pole had to cut off his hands, but because he had wasted such a little time, he was surrounded.

The poisonous snake and his subordinates stared at him coldly, and there was a bit of viciousness in their eyes. The bamboo pole pointed at him, and the two sides did not move for a while, and the atmosphere was eeriely silent.

"Kill him for me and avenge the commander!~" The poisonous snake trembled and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, as if with deep hatred. His eye sockets were bloodshot.

The members of the War Maniac Mercenary Regiment responded to the call. But there are only two fourth-level martial artists in the entire mercenary group, one is a poisonous snake, and the body of the other is already lying here.

Several third-level martial artists attacked tentatively, but the bamboo pole slashed forward like a storm, and the third-level martial artists who rushed to the front were armed with guns, and slashed them in two with one sword.

For a while, the people above shivered, took a few steps back, and were obviously frightened by the wild fighting style of the bamboo pole.

Seeing this, a trace of gloom flashed on the viper's face, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Whoever is the first to hurt him for me can come to me and receive ten gold coins, and whoever kills him for me will be one hundred!"

There will be brave men under the great reward.

I saw a third-level martial artist push a confused second-level martial artist out, and the second-level martial artist was split in two by a bamboo pole before he could figure out what the situation was. So the third-level martial artist grabbed this gap and shot an arrow.

The head of the bamboo pole was sharply sideways, barely avoiding the arrow, and a blood line was drawn on his face.

But the current bamboo pole is not so easy to dissipate, the blood in his body is surging, and his body is full of strength. The aura was quickly carried on his legs, and a sword stabbed out with one step forward.

The third-level martial artist was startled, and was intimidated by the fierce momentum, and hurriedly retreated, but accidentally bumped into a second-level martial artist behind him.

When the two of them staggered and were about to fall, the sword of the bamboo pole arrived, piercing the two of them through the cold. When he drew his sword, the people around him rushed up with a scream, and the bamboo pole slashed over, but he was stabbed firmly in the back.

Fortunately, the power of Jin was used in a timely manner, but it was only a little skin injury. He turned around and slashed at the man who had given him a knife.

But at this moment, an arrow with a sharp sound of breaking wind reached the bamboo pole in an instant. "It's that dog thing!" Needless to say, he knew that it was the hooked nose who gave orders before, and he was the only fourth-level martial artist in this team.

It was too late to block with a bamboo pole and a sword, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block this fatal arrow. He carried the power of gold, but this arrow also carried the wind power of another fourth-level martial artist.

The tip of the arrow pierces into the flesh and through the bone. The bamboo pole hurt and grinned as he pulled out an arrow and threw it at the hooked nose. The hooked nose deflected its head and dodged the arrow. But the power of the arrow was still there, and a second-level martial artist behind him suffered because of this, and his heart was pierced and killed on the spot.

Taking advantage of this vacancy, the bamboo pole rushed towards the hooked nose of the eagle, and the thief captured the king first!

But Hooknose stepped back and wandered through the crowd, knowing that if he fought head-on, he would certainly not be a match for Bamboo Pole. Even their leader died at the hands of this guy, and although he was drunk, he could be dealt with in a few rounds, and Hooknose thought he couldn't do it.

But...... Just wait, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

When he was chasing the hooked nose, there was a second-level martial artist behind him who carried a big axe and cut it off on his head, and the bamboo pole had to be separated by a sword and sent the sword to his heart.

When he drew his sword, his head suddenly dizzy, and he stumbled under his feet, almost falling to the ground. "Damn, the arrow is poisonous!" he was shocked, if he meditated and detoxified at this time, it should be fine, but now.......

An arrow quickly enlarged through the axe-carrying man's skull in the eye of the bamboo pole. The bamboo pole stepped back sharply and raised his sword to block it. 'Ding!~' There was a tooth-aching trilling sound from the heavy sword.

He took a few steps back and fell to the ground unsteadily, and the four men on both sides slashed with knives. Bamboo pole and sword hold. A spear pierced his shoulder through the gap in the crowd. He screamed in pain and flicked the knife away, slashing the man who had stabbed him in two in a mad frenzy.

Then, as he roared to rush up and slash the two men, his head dizzed again, when two arrows landed accurately at his chest, and he took two steps back and fell to the ground again.

The man next to him slashed again, and he turned around and kicked the man in the chest, separating the knife of the other man, and cutting off his head with ferocity, and his face was already full of hideous color.

'I guess I'll have to explain it here today!' the bamboo pole figured it out.

For this reason, he didn't know where he got the courage, so he simply roared, raised his sword and rushed forward. 'Lao Tzu will kill you when he dies!', he was ruthless in his heart.

And the hooked nose continued to wander in the crowd, and the bamboo pole ignored it, and used the power of gold to the extreme.

He no longer made a blocking motion, but kept raising his sword to slash through the obstacles in front of him, and rushed straight towards the hooked nose.

There were dozens of knife marks scattered on his body, and blood was pouring in.

Several knives even wounded him to the bones, and another spear pierced him in the chest. But the one who wounded him was the dead and the crippled.

He made a bloody path, and when he rushed in front of Hooknose, he was as vicious as a god, and Hooknose was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and he raised his sword and slashed down.

Hooknose used all his strength to harness the force of the wind and retreated, but he still couldn't fully retreat, he raised his hand to block it, and his arm was cut off on the spot. A blood line was drawn on his face from the center of his eyebrows to his mouth, and his nose was cut in half.

The bamboo pole almost exhausted his strength after the blow, and the toxin spread throughout his body, and the blue-purple markings quickly climbed up to his neck.

The hook nose went crazy and used his only ** gun to pass the gun of a mercenary on the side, roared angrily and inserted it into the chest of the bamboo pole with all his might, and the bamboo pole spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

"Kill him for me! kill him!" he yelled like crazy.

The mercenaries on the side saw that the bamboo pole had almost lost the strength to resist, and they also mustered up their courage. Carrying knives, they slashed at the bamboo poles.

Blood splattered as a knife fell.

Slowly slumbering into the night.

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