The dreadnought vanguard slashed into the Black Tiger Tribe with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and the Black Tiger Tribe had no resistance and fell one after another, like the turf destroyed by the wind, and fell everywhere it passed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rage Slash!

A roar of rage came out of the mouth of the dreadnought, and the moment the skill rune was activated, a strange momentum erupted. That fearless pioneer seemed to be in a bloody protracted battle, and the spirit of the whole person changed instantly, becoming more refined, more courageous, and more fearless!

I'm invincible!

There is death and no life!

The warriors of the Black Tiger Tribe on the opposite side were terrified, he was a good player in the middle of the tribe, and his fighting skills were very skilled, and other idlers were not his opponents.

But now, he didn't even have the courage to resist, so he rolled on the spot to avoid it. Because the perennial consciousness of fighting told him that if he took this trick hard, he would die, and he would die a miserable death!

The camel beneath him is the best example of this, split in half by the enemy from head to chest—neat in half, with a fracture as smooth as a mirror, and bones so flat that there is not even a trace of stubble. The flesh and blood were even more sealed by a strange force, and not a single drop of blood flowed out. It wasn't until two seconds later that the force dissipated, and the blood at the section instantly erupted, flowing all over the ground.

The warrior of the Black Tiger Tribe who fell to the ground slapped his palm on the ground, and his body jumped high under the action of the reaction, like a python jumping out of a sand dune, and the saber in his hand slammed into the crotch of the dreadnought vanguard with the fierceness of the sea fishing moon.

The crotch is a common weakness of men, and no matter how strong a man is, he can only practice to the extent that the chrysanthemum opens the cap, but he has not heard of anyone who can practice the fifth gear electric fan every day.

It's just that the dreadnought vanguard does not dodge or dodge, and directly meets the enemy's blade with its crotch. A smile of successful treachery appeared on the warrior face of the Black Tiger Tribe, but soon, the smile on his face froze, and then it was covered with thick blood, and it rolled on the ground a few times, and it was covered with dirt and dust.

Because the saber slashed at the crotch of the dreadnought, it actually splashed a spark, not only did it fail to leave a scratch on the crotch of the dreadnought, but was broken out of several gaps by the crotch.

Even the defense of this kind of place is so perverted, and it doesn't let people live?

It's just that no one is destined to answer him.

……

The Dreadnought Vanguard is indeed powerful, and their skill runes are indeed incomparable, and the warriors of the Black Tiger Tribe are like the difference between heroes and creeps. However, the Dreadnought's skill runes have a cooldown, and when the skill is on cooldown, they are the same as creeps. Moreover, there are too many people in the Black Tiger Tribe, more than 4,000 people, almost eight times the number of dreadnought pioneers, even if they line up in a row and let the dreadnought pioneers kill, they can be tired of their hands and sore arms.

But that's when Berserker arrived!

The Dreadnought Vanguard skill has a cooldown, but the Berserker doesn't, and the only way they can output it is by me! I'll cut! I'm still chopping! And all their other skills are also designed to increase the power of slashing.

I saw the red pupil take the lead, the big knife in his hand picked up, smashed down, and then a very visually impactful scene happened, and the people who were lucky enough to see this moment all stared in surprise and opened their mouths wide!

A charging camel on the opposite side suddenly knelt down, and the big knife of the red pupil had not yet smashed on it, but an invisible momentum had descended, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, and the camel could not move.

Bang!

A knife smashed on the camel's head, the camel's small head exploded instantly, and the big knife went all the way down, smashing the camel's slender neck into minced meat, and the blade was like a sharp blade cut into butter, all the way down, directly splitting the camel into two pieces.

You must know that the red pupil can cut a deep dent even with a hundred refined steel, let alone the flesh and blood of a camel.

The warrior of the Black Tiger Tribe on the back of the camel saw the opportunity quickly, and jumped down early, just when he thought he had picked up a small life, the red pupil spun around and appeared on his side, and the flying big knife did not pause for a moment, and smashed into the waist of the warrior.

Flutter! Click!

The flesh and bones were shattered and broken in an instant, and the warrior howled miserably, crawling with his hands on the ground, struggling to pick up his lower body, his intestines were hooked by the protruding stones on the ground, and he was pulled and pulled seven or eight meters away, and the scene looked trembling and terrifying.

With a knife and a life, even people and camels were cut down together.

The brute three knife technique does not need to be used at all, and only the first knife is already invincible, and no one can stop it. After all, the berserker's sharp sword skills are all practiced with hundred-refined steel dummies, how can the flesh and blood of the Black Tiger Tribe be compared to those dummies.

Simple!

Brusque!

But deadly!

Although there were less than a hundred berserkers, they were like a harvester, violently inserting into the ranks of the Black Tiger Tribe, and then constantly tearing around, expanding the gap in the Black Tiger Tribe's camp bigger and bigger.

Unlike the Dreadnought, which can be fatigued or even exhausted, Berserkers are simply made for battle, plundering the blood of each enemy they kill, turning it into flesh to replenish themselves, and their physical strength is far less than replenishing their strength.

Berserkers will only fight harder and stronger. Life is endless, anger is not extinguished, and the fighting spirit is fierce until death.

Seeing that his descendants were brutalized by the enemy, the patriarch of the Black Tiger tribe roared angrily: "Above, give it to me, kill her!" ”

The surrounding guards and a few black cat assassins who escaped by luck all heard the wind and surrounded the red pupils who were killing from all directions.

There is no way, the red pupil is too outstanding, because the fighting spirit that emerges behind her is the tallest, clearest, and lifelike, like a living thing, and it is difficult for the enemy to target her.

When the red pupil swept past a Black Tiger Tribe warrior, the big knife in his hand swung horizontally, passing through the enemy's neck, and the thin blood sprayed on the blood flame on her body, instantly turning into blood and qi and merging into her body.

But at this time, a black shadow appeared in the corner of her eye, accompanied by a blue light! The black cat assassin was so scheming that he hid under the belly of a camel. He was petite, and coupled with his deliberate breathing, the red pupil didn't even notice him.

It seems that my mastery of the "bloodthirsty" skill is not deep enough, and I have not been able to comprehend the essence of this skill rune, otherwise, how could I not have discovered the assassin!

The source power of the black cat assassin surged, a petite black cat pattern appeared behind him, the fighting spirit appeared, and the assassin's speed instantly surged.

"Cat elegance!"

The black cat assassin snorted lightly, and the black cat fighting spirit immediately shook its body, and a strange power integrated into the master's body, and the assassin's body shook slightly, and his momentum changed suddenly, from the fierce and sharp just now to light and elegant.

The red pupil had been locking on to the assassin's position, and even turned on Bloodlust, locking the flow of blood in his body.

However, this assassin was too fast, especially after using the grace of a cat, and his speed was beyond the limits of Red Pupil's perception.