Zhang Mengshi can kill thousands of people with the power of one person, but it takes time, and if he wants to kill hundreds of people in a short time, he can't do it. After this battle, there were still more than fifty people left in the black, and the elder brother was extremely fierce.

More than 50 people, as if they had taken stimulants, looked crazy, and kept rushing up, giving Zhang Meng and Wang Xu a headache. The man in black is not afraid of death, he dares to fight for his life, if you cut it down, he can bear this knife hard, and wield a war knife to slash at Wang Xu and Zhang Meng, this kind of dispatch is very scoundrel, but it is very effective.

As the saying goes, those who rush are afraid of being stunned, those who are stunned are afraid of horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of dying.

This is the situation faced by Wang Xu and Zhang Meng.

"Lord, these men in black are dead soldiers, they are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of injury, if we continue to entangle, we are likely to be injured, and we may even be besieged and killed by them, immediately retreat and dodge."

Zhang Meng roared loudly, causing Wang Xu to hurriedly retreat.

He is bold, but he is not afraid of these people, and with Zhang Meng's ability, he can easily get rid of these people in black. However, Zhang Meng is not fighting alone, he also has to protect Wang Xu's safety, which is the most important thing.

It's just that when Zhang Meng shouted, Wang Xu was so angry that he was willing to retreat. Besides, he still has Feng Hu by his side to protect him.

He has practiced martial arts for so long, and it is precisely in need of actual combat drills to train a set of swordsmanship suitable for him through the battlefield.

Chopping, chopping, wiping, slicing......

No matter what way it is, as long as you can kill the enemy and achieve victory, this is what Wang Xu is looking forward to. He fights on the battlefield, he doesn't need fancy moves, what he needs is faster, more accurate, more ruthless, and he kills with one sword. In the shortest possible time, kill the enemy and protect yourself, this is a battlefield engagement.

Seeing more and more black-clothed people rushing up, Wang Xu roared: "Zhang Meng, just kill, kill them until they are terrified." Leave me alone. Let's see which of us kills more. ”

After Zhang Meng heard this, he swung the hammer and knocked the chopping war knife away, and shouted: "My lord, your safety is important. Hurry up and retreat, there are many mountains and forests around here, and the roads are rugged, which is very suitable for escape, as long as we enter the mountains and forests. If they dare to chase after them, we will be able to kill them all one by one, lord, retreat quickly. ”

Zhang Meng was worried about Wang Xu's safety and persuaded again, however, Wang Xu turned a deaf ear and did not put Zhang Meng's words in his ears at all.

The long sword in his hand was as sharp as clay, and it was slashed with a sword. Directly cut off the war knife and wipe out the man in black.

The whole process of taking out the sword and retracting the sword is fast and fast, without a little mud and water. Feng Hu saw it on the side, and was a little surprised, because he was responsible for protecting Wang Xu, in his image, Wang Xu didn't know martial arts, but he didn't know why Wang Xu was so powerful at this moment, this swordsmanship. It is very similar to Ye Xiong's.

Wang Xu was immersed in killing, swinging his sword to kill with his instinctive feeling, this is no longer a simple killing, because every sword. It's all so amazing, it's all so crisp, and they all exude a palpitating atmosphere. At this moment, Wang Xu gradually has an indescribable momentum.

The momentum, as mysterious as it sounds, seems to be non-existent.

However. Imposing but real.

If he stands on the ground, he gives people a feeling of being like a tiger. As long as Zhang Meng was standing, he exuded a wild atmosphere. Zhang Meng wielded a knife to kill, and there was an indomitable momentum.

Wang Xu was killing and thinking at the same time.

The breath of the whole person is constantly changing, and the momentum exuded gradually stabilizes.

There is a way to move qi and nourish the body, Wang Xu has been in a high position for a long time, and has developed a kind of superior momentum. But at this time, there is another feeling, killing people is like slaughtering a dog, relaxed and comfortable.

"Bell!"

Wang Xu held a long sword, a style of force to split Huashan, and slashed down, this was not a swordsmanship move, but it was used by Wang Xu, no matter what move it was in his eyes, as long as it can kill the enemy, it is a good move, not necessarily the long sword has to use subtraction, isn't it the same with the knife.

The long sword fell, and in an instant, it was about to collide with the sword of the man in black. At this time, Wang Xu did not collide with the man in black, he clenched the long sword, the blade flipped and flipped, and instantly slammed the other end of the sword on the battle knife. In an instant, the blade of the sword flipped over and slid down the blade of the sword. All of this, like flowing water, was completed in the blink of an eye, without the slightest delay.

"Poof!"

The sword light flashed, and only a muffled sound was heard, leaving a bloody mark on the soldier's neck.

At first glance, it was just a trail of blood spilling out.

Suddenly, the blood marks on his neck burst open, and a stream of scarlet blood spurted out like a fountain at the same time, splashing onto Wang Xu's face. When Wang Xu was killing, he became more and more casual and relaxed, like an elf walking on the tip of a knife, relaxed and comfortable, not limited to moves and strength.

When Wang Xu took out his sword, he often didn't go head-to-head with the man in black, and he killed the man in black in an instant.

Such speed and ability are enough to surprise Zhang Mengdu's position.

"My lord, your martial arts have improved."

Although he was killing, he did not forget Wang Xu, and always paid attention to Wang Xu's movements to protect Wang Xu's safety. As long as Wang Xu has any mistakes, he will fly to save.

However, seeing Wang Xu's performance, Zhang Meng was stunned.

When did Wang Xu become so powerful?

Zhang Meng has been following Wang Xu for two years, but he doesn't know Wang Xu's ability. Seeing Wang Xu showing his might, Zhang Meng's eyes widened and he applied in surprise. He took a deep breath, slammed into the river, and smashed a hammer in his hand up and down, seeing a puff of blood splattered, and the men in black became the souls of Zhang Meng's hammer.

"Kill, kill with me!"

Among the men in black, there was a sudden loud shout.

The voice was very loud and reached the ears of the man in black. In the blink of an eye, countless people besieged Wang Xu and the others. Zhang Meng, together with Wang Xu and Feng Hu, had an indifferent smile on his face, fearless.

Without Wang Xu's drag, Zhang Meng was even more fierce.

A hammer with a whistling sound is unguardable.

Every time the hammer fell, it made a sharp roar. Wang Xu saw that the men in black were killed one by one, but he still did not disrupt the team of the men in black, this is the benefit of the dead soldiers, and they will not collapse at any time. At this time, Zhang Meng was even wilder, extremely violent, making people invisibly afraid.

Zhang Meng's hammer is the spokesperson of strength, and it is extremely fierce.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Zhang Meng roared angrily and killed the man in black who was blocking him.

These men in black are all fierce and fearless of death, which makes Wang Xu and Zhang Meng fall into a bitter battle. Dozens of men in black, continuing to fight, the bodies of those dead men in black lay on the ground, piled up into mountains, and rivers of blood flowed. Scarlet blood flowed out, staining the ground red, covering the ground with a dark purple veil. (To be continued.) )