Ma Zhong never dreamed that Ding Feng would be able to use such ruthless methods. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the raging fire ignited in the Nanban camp, one by one the burned people struggled out of the tent to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Some of the soldiers who were lucky enough not to catch fire rushed to the camp gate like crazy.

Seeing that the one who rushed to the front had approached the door, Ding Feng carried the big spear and did not move, and suddenly kicked out, kicking the man upside down and flying out.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood while he was still in the air, and when he landed, he was completely dead.

The fire is behind, the smoke is above! Those soldiers didn't care about this, and they still scrambled to get into the camp gate.

The big spear in Ding Feng's hand finally moved.

He stabbed one in the throat of one of them, and then struck a large spearhead in the neck of another soldier.

The man was running, his head couldn't help but tilt down, and he fell to the ground silently, but the neck bone was shattered by the beating, and he was angry on the spot.

The sneer on the corner of Ding Feng's mouth finally opened a larger arc.

He brandished his spear like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and wantonly slaughtered at the gate of the camp. As more and more people poured over, Ding Feng gradually lost his initial calmness and was replaced by ......

Excited!

The big spear in Ding Feng's hand is like carrying the death breath of Sensen, but whoever rushes to the front will die immediately!

The two soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion, who were originally running to set fire to the Nanban camp, also stopped, almost stunned.

They never thought that killing people was as simple as that - stabbing a spear into a person's vital point and then pulling it out.

Simple, efficient, and deadly!

It keeps repeating like a numb machine!

The narrow terrain and narrow camp gate meant that Ding Feng didn't need to face too many enemies, but just needed to kill as much as he wanted.

Ding Feng killed and killed, and couldn't help laughing.

The blood sprayed on his body dripped, and he was like a demon god guarding hell, preventing any of the ghosts from escaping.

And the Nanban camp has turned into a fiery hell at this time.

Ding Feng's ferocity finally suppressed these soldiers of the Nanban battalion, and seeing that he could not break through his defense, finally some people knelt down and begged bitterly.

With the fear of the soldiers of the Nanban battalion, more and more people knelt on the ground.

Ding Feng's pressure suddenly decreased, and he was overjoyed, killing a few guys in front of him who were desperately trying to run, Ding Feng did not hesitate to take a few steps forward and arrived in front of those kneeling soldiers.

Those soldiers were about to continue to plead, but Ding Feng reached out with the big spear in his hand and stabbed the few in front of him to death without mercy!

The remaining soldiers of the Nanban battalion stared blankly at the tip of the bloody spear, and finally despaired. I don't know who shouted, "Fight with him!" ”

Then all four responded in unison, and the soldiers of the Nanban battalion tore down the tent and casually pulled out the torches burning with fire from the scattered bamboo piles as weapons.

The first to get the torch brandished and rushed towards Ding Feng.

Ding Feng was overjoyed when he saw this, and laughed like a maniac, "Just roast this blood for Lao Tzu!" ”

The spear in his hand was waved, and it was even more vicious and ruthless.

The soldiers of the Nanban Battalion, who were on the verge of life and death, had already aroused the nature of beasts, and they rushed up with burning bamboos without fear.

However, under the crushing force of Ding Feng, there was no enemy at all.

The gate of the camp built by Ma Zhong was too narrow, and the soldiers of the Nanban battalion had no possibility of slipping away at all, and they could not give full play to the advantage of numbers.

In desperation, the Nanban soldiers who were caught in the ass by the fire launched a fierce attack against the wall.

However, it was a walled wall built by Ma Zhong!

Those Nanban soldiers were covered in blood when they hit the wall, but they couldn't shake the wall for half a minute. Some people pleaded and cried, and knelt down in front of the wall.

One side is hell and the other is a paradise, which is simply the "wall of sighs" that appeared in the world.

The flames behind him grew stronger and stronger, desperately burning those mountain barbarian soldiers.

That flame is Ding Feng's will!

Ma Zhong was wearing thick armor, holding a saber in his hand, and looked at it coldly.

Zhu Ning's face was also pale, she had never imagined that tonight's events would develop to such a cruel level.

That guy who is usually big and has no head and no brains will be so enthusiastic and unrestrained in the flames of hell like this!

The desperate Nanban soldiers had no idea, they kept knocking down the tents, and then picked up torches and threw them at Ding Feng despite the burns.

Countless torches were thrown around, and the persecuted Ding Feng also retreated step by step.

Ma Zhong walked forward with difficulty, and approached the camp gate step by step.

He must stand with his brother!

He was going up to seal the gates of hell so that a terrible demon would not come out and hurt his brother.

Zhu Ning also reacted, her eyes flickered, and she suddenly made the most daring decision that no one could have imagined!

She looked at the two soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion who had been watching the play stupidly for a long time, and shouted sharply, "Arm them!" ”

The two soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion looked at Zhu Ning's fingers, and their scalps exploded.

Zhu Ning's fingers actually pointed to those mountain barbarian soldiers who came out before the three-way drum, those mountain barbarian soldiers had long been shocked by Ding Feng's thunderous methods, and they were horrified just by looking at the back of that demon god. The safer you are, the more you can feel the horror and despair of the soldiers of the Nanban Battalion.

"You're crazy!" The two soldiers of the Shanzi battalion roared.

Zhu Ning's face turned pale, but his voice was even sharper, "This is Sima's order!" Arm them! ”

Looking at Zhu Ning's firm gaze, the two Shanzi battalion soldiers finally wavered, and then looked at Ding Feng, who was like a demon god, and Ma Zhong, who rushed forward with a knife, and his heart was extremely steady.

With such two people here, what is there to be afraid of.

The soldiers of the two Shanzi battalions casually threw out a few bamboo guns from the camp tent.

Zhu Ning couldn't hold back the trembling all over his body, and shouted loudly to those mountain barbarian soldiers, "Pick up arms!" Fight for Sima! ”

Those people were so weak that they couldn't walk, but fortunately, there were always those who dared to go up and hold on tightly to those bamboo guns.

Ding Feng and Ma Zhong were already unable to resist in front of the torches thrown by the Nanban battalion, and they were forced to retreat.

Ma Zhong and Ding Feng replaced him in one place. He was a new force, and he relied on armor to protect himself, and the long knife in his hand was waved, and he was killed two people in two strokes.

A Ding Feng hasn't survived yet, and a new one has come up, and it seems that he is also a difficult character.

The more desperate those Nanban soldiers became, the more ruthless they became, and they stabbed Ma Zhong headlessly with a burning bamboo gun in their hands.

Ma Zhong's martial arts are sparse, all supported by the belief of living and dying together, and he desperately cut down four or five, and the leather armor on his body has been burned everywhere.

The distance that was originally controlled by Ding Feng was much closer by the Southern Barbarian soldiers.

Ding Feng relieved himself and rushed up to replace Ma Zhong again.

Unexpectedly, before he could use his means, countless torches were thrown over and smashed on the two of them.

Ma Zhong relied on the armor on his body to cover up for Ding Feng, and shouted loudly, "Go!" ”

The two stepped back in unison and took a few steps back.

The soldiers of the Nanban Battalion who were alive were terrified to find that the gate of the camp they were about to rush through had turned into a sea of fire.

Ma Zhong and Ding Feng rolled to extinguish the flames on their bodies, and one by one, struggled to close the camp gate, and then put their shoulders on it.

The Southern barbarians inside wailed and cried, braving the fire and rushing over and banging on the camp gate.

The Nanban soldiers who were burned alive screamed in Ma Zhong's ears through a door.

Under Zhu Ning's command, those mountain barbarian soldiers all came over with soft hands and feet, and they also stood on the camp gate.

As the movement of hitting the camp gate gradually weakened, Ma Zhong finally slipped and fell to the ground as if he had lost his strength.

His eyes were fixed on the red-hot sky.

I finally remembered that sentence in my head.

-- Those who fight against the devil should be careful that they themselves become demons. When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.