If it was the old Baines seven years ago, this trick was thrown out, and Dane would definitely have to concentrate on dealing with it, otherwise, that axe could really open his head directly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But old Bairns' axe isn't as vicious as it was then. Although, his combat experience and skills are here, and the rotation trajectory of the axe is still unpredictable, but it is missing such a spirit, and the control of power is not so stable.

At least, in Dane's eyes, there was no threat to the axe that was spinning and flying towards his head.

He swung his long knife and aimed it at the spinning axe, judging its trajectory with considerable precision. Then, with a single slash, the flying axe was directly cut off by Dane.

Out of his sight, he saw that Old Baines had already rushed over, and Dane turned around, and the long knife slashed fiercely at the old ghost's waist. But Bynes was not like the mercenaries that Dane had killed like he had chopped melons and vegetables before, and his combat experience had taught him that the only choice he could make in the face of the powerful Dane's heavy slash was to dodge.

Suddenly halting the pace of the charge, the elder Baines twisted his waist and dodged Dain's long knife attack, and at the same time the tomahawk slashed towards Dane.

The two directly launched a close life-and-death struggle.

In the battle, Dane undoubtedly had the upper hand. The aging Bairns, in this desperate battle, was hardly a match for Dane. The main reason is that Dane's strength is too strong and his physique is too good, which is not at all something that the current Baines can compete with.

I still remember that when he was younger, Bynes also had the same strength as Dane. However, he has reached the end of his life, and he is not physically aging, but it is too much. He could only rely on his rich combat experience to constantly deal with Dane, but he could not see the slightest glimmer of victory.

Originally, Dane still had the power of the spell in his hand, and even the professional ability of 'rage' that he himself possessed had not yet been used, which was his hole card in battle, but, in the current situation, there was no need to use it. Relying on his own strength, Dane was confident that he could kill this old man within half a point.

Nesat is dead, and if Old Baines dies again, then there will be no one in the entire Dread Mercenary Group who will be Dane's opponent. At that time, whether it is to take over the entire mercenary group or bring out some people to become independent, it will be as he wishes.

It's just that at this time, Dane's heart can't be happy at all. He looked at the person he had admired, who was now so embarrassed in his hands, a mixture of pity, sadness, and anger, and he couldn't figure it out. Gradually, a nameless smoldering fire rose in his heart, and he was tired of this terrible battle.

He roared angrily and said, "Old Barnes, how can you be so weak now? ”

Old Baines didn't say anything, gritting his teeth to fend off Dane's attack that was heavier than the other.

Baring his teeth, Dane roared, determined to end the battle that had no suspense. His body was already very strong, and suddenly he was a little stronger, this is the professional ability of a berserker, berserk!

In a berserk state, Dane's dual attributes of strength and physique will be greatly enhanced. With his current strength, it is enough to maintain a violent state for two or three minutes. Although, after the end of the berserk state, he will fall into a certain amount of weakness, but if he does not release the anger in his heart in this way, he will not find a way to vent it.

Looking at the furious Dane, old Baines's heart was already full of despair. In Dane's normal state, he is far from being Dane's opponent, and he can only rely on his own combat experience to maneuver, and it is difficult to find good opportunities. Not to mention that now, after Dane has inspired the rage, the power that was already far stronger than him has reached a higher level, and may even exceed the extraordinary level!

That's true.

After activating the berserk state, Dane's strength attribute crossed twenty points in an absolute straight line. He suddenly felt as if he had broken through some kind of shackle in his body, and an indescribable power surged into his heart.

Then with this feeling, Dane directly cut off his own sword. This knife, he didn't use any skills at all, just a clumsy slash, but old Baines didn't have any chance to dodge at all.

Byrnes could only talk about the tomahawk in his hand being pushed up, hoping to block Dane's knife.

He eventually blocked it, but he was finished.

From Dane's knife, there was a tremendous force that he could resist when he was not old at all. He heard a 'click', which seemed to be the sound of his forearm bones breaking directly because they couldn't bear such heavy pressure. In addition to the great force, he also felt a special power entering his body.

The power spread from his arms to all parts of his body, and he felt as if a super-heavy carriage had run over him, and the internal organs, flesh, and bones of his body seemed to have been crushed once.

Under the tremendous force of Dane, he was pressed to his knees, and the hand that was originally holding the weapon was now shrugging beside his body. There was a sweet smell of scarlet in his throat, and he couldn't hold back, and with a 'wow' bite, he vomited out a large amount of blood.

"Old ghost, you're defeated." Dane, who was still in a state of rage, but his emotions were extremely calm, said condescendingly to old Baines.

The yellow sunlight poured in through the artillery-blasted gate and shone on Dane's back, so that old Baines could not even look up his face.

But when he was so down, old Baines seemed to have regained a trace of his former pride: "Yes, I lost, you won." You won above board, I don't have anything to say. ”

The corners of Dane's mouth twitched, and he raised his sword high: "I'll send you away." ”

"Okay." The old ghost smiled, "It's time to go, too." Just, don't forget your promise, let little Baines go, he's a jerk, a softass, but he's my son. ”

"I remember." The knife fell as he spoke, and the old head of Baines, who closed his eyes and smiled, rolled to the ground.

The audience was silent, and the prestige of the ghost fangs that had roamed the southeast of Sindelair for decades had now vanished with the lifeless body of the elder Baines. And on his corpse, another name, just set sail.