His face was pale, and he looked at Chen Jin, who was also blocking in front of him this time, with some fear, and he almost closed his breath in anger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He didn't expect things to develop to this point, who would have thought that Klattier would be able to fight back, and that Cutting Steel couldn't kill Kratil and was plotted to death by him.

This is simply a blood loss, not only failed to kill the other party's important target person, but also lost a general in turn, Yin Moro's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Until the grudge between Klatir and Chegang was completely over, Yin Mora was still confronting Chen Jin.

"Give it all to me!

Seeing Chen Jin's expression of 100% interference, Yin Mora gritted his teeth and gave an order.

At the same time, in order to prevent Chen Jin from obstructing his subordinates from encircling and suppressing others, Yin Moro could only stare at Chen Jin and make up his mind not to give him any chance.

A master of their level is enough to turn the tide of a battle. For ordinary soldiers, the threat is already minimal.

Without the leadership of these masters, those so-called elites would actually be able to slaughter them all with Chen Jin alone. Therefore, before his subordinates failed to completely encircle and eliminate Kratir and his gang, he must not let Chen Jin attack his subordinates.

The boss gave an order, and even if some people were emotional, they had to carry out the order. This is an iron law set within the government system, and no one can disobey it, otherwise the punishment will be absolutely severe.

The government troops surrounding Kratir and his dozens of men appeared in the constant jungle. Now there are more than 1,000 people gathered, and they are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

The moment they received the order, these regular soldiers and the elites of the special government departments shouted, and each brandished their weapons to kill Kratir and the others who were gathered in the center.

"Brothers, if you want to survive, fight with these government lackeys!"

With the same roar, no matter what weapons he had around him, in the face of an enemy dozens of times his own, Kratil's men were not afraid at all.

Speaking of which. There is really no shortage of bold and bloody people around Kratir, and at this time, it can be regarded as playing with life. They have been roaming all day under the encirclement and suppression of the government army, living a life of licking blood at the tip of a knife, and there is no tomorrow today, they have long known that for these people, even if they are captured, there will definitely be no way to live, it is better to fight, maybe they can escape.

Dozens against thousands, you can imagine.

"Kratir, take your men and break out quickly. ”

With frowning brows, Chen Jin naturally understood Yin Moro's intentions. Without looking back, the demon knife in his hand suddenly bloomed, and the bright sword light was like a blooming white lotus, overwhelmingly pressing forward.

In the face of Chen Jin's sudden attack, Yin Moro had already prepared, the power in his body surged, and a pair of iron claws were instantly covered with domineering, and the mottled iron claws were like washing away the lead of the years, and there were little traces of blood like rust. I don't know if it's because of the blessing of this powerful domineering, or because of the weapon itself. burst out of the Dao blood-colored rays, and these condensed blood-colored rays gradually became a piece under the urging of power, like a cloud of blood mist, and the glittering light that came out of it was like the stars in the sky, indescribably mysterious.

The two iron claws of Onmora struck each other in a casual diagonal cross, and in the loud and piercing sound of steel grinding, they grabbed and tore at the slashing blade.

The fierce sword, wrapped in a trace of dark red blood-colored electricity, was torn into energy fragments the moment it came into contact with the iron claw.

After receiving dozens of slashes from Chen Jin in a row, Yin Mora leaned forward. It has never been his style to be beaten on the spot, and in the government special operations team, which has always been known for its strength, the people have always been aggressive, and there has never been a time when the opponent has attacked wantonly.

Boom!

Boy, let me taste what your blood tastes like!

Yin Moro, whose eyes had gradually been replaced by madness, let out a low roar of a beast, and his body became faster and faster, circling around Chen Jin at an extremely high speed, getting closer and closer in the continuous slashing of Chen Jin.

To see who was faster, Chen Jin sneered at the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes. The spiritual power turned into a large net, directly covering the area of dozens of zhang centered on itself.

In the eyes of others, Yin Moro has become an afterimage on the field, and he can barely guess the trajectory of his high-speed movements. But all this in Chen Jin's mind has been clearly drawn into a radar display map.

Every time the crescent moon sword is slashed out, it will inevitably hit the Inmora, whose figure is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

And every time he was hit by a sword, he would make Yin Moro's body stagnate. Constantly attacking to counteract these swords, the consumption of Yin Mora himself was also very huge, and with the high speed of body movement, he soon felt that his physical strength was a little unbearable.

It can't go on like this, without waiting for closeness, just consuming his physical strength can make him unable to support it first.

Yin Moro simply stopped, and his two iron claws stubbornly guarded Zhou's body up and down.

Unlike Chen Jin and Imara's side, Kratir's side is in big trouble.

"Although it is said that there are many victories and few victories, it is not martial. But as a soldier of the country, military orders are like mountains, and the task of the government is above all else. Storm Kratir, as the primary goal of this mission. So that you know that you are going to die with the hands of others, the Federal Government Special Operations Brigade, Situ Wuchang participated as a supreme swordsman. ”

Whether it's Secondary 2 or a funny personality, it's extremely similar to someone's Situ impermanence. Pulling out the rain and snow is really white and erected on the front door, the two smart big eyes on the handsome little face did not open, and the small mouth is one set after another.

"Lord Situ, Lord Situ. Target, goal run. ”

The elite soldier who had been following Situ Wuchang as his deputy had a big bead of sweat on the back of his head and covered his forehead speechlessly.

Situ Impermanence;......

How can people nowadays be so unparticular about the honor of being a warrior?

Situ Wuchang, who almost scolded, carried a long knife that was almost twice his height, and angrily chased after Kratir, who had already led his men and almost penetrated the encirclement.

With a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, the number of people who have been killed is about to reach hundreds. If it weren't for Situ Wuchang blocking the way, maybe it wouldn't be difficult to break out of the encirclement, even with such a big gap in numbers, you can see the strength of the master and the strong at this moment.

If you look from above the sky, you will see that at this moment, an ant-like crowd outside the dense forest has been stirred into a pot of porridge, and the crowd of the two sides is running and flashing, and in the distance it looks like a millstone, slowly rotating on the earth.