Although the tall Westerners are much taller than Zhou Dian, they are being carried by Zhou Dian like a little chicken at this moment!

The aura emanating from the two sides presents two completely different gaps!

"Help me!"

The Westerner cried out in pain for help.

For a moment, all the defenses on his body disappeared.

Both hands tightly grasped Zhou Dian's wrists, trying to break Zhou Dian's wrists so that he could get some air to breathe.

However, none of the Westerners around him stepped forward to make a move.

Everyone has their own ghosts.

Someone thought to himself, "Hmph, there are too many people, it's better to die a few people, so that the food on his body can belong to me." ”

Another thought to himself, "Originally, the treasure was divided into ten parts, but now that one person has died, then it only needs to be divided into nine parts, so that I can get more shares." ”

There are also people who are very confident: "It's not a bad thing to kill one of the weakest and the least mouthful, at least I have the confidence to be able to deal with all the enemies." ”

Zhou Dian raised one hand in the air as he looked at the remaining nine Westerners in front of him with a sinister gaze.

Each of these men stood in place, staring at him with extremely vigilant and hostile eyes, but none of them chose to come to his rescue.

Suddenly, Zhou Dian sneered.

"Look at it, you so-called companions, when you are threatened with life and death, none of them choose to save you!"

This tall Westerner was desperate inside.

He had already guessed what these people were thinking.

Because before the battle began, he also had the same idea in his heart.

But I didn't expect that he was the first to fall into the hands of the enemy!

"It's a pity, you died soon, and in front of your companions, watching you die, but there was no intention of making a move!"

Zhou Dian laughed wildly, his tone full of mockery.

The next moment.

His right hand slammed into force, and a terrifying force erupted!

Thundered!

This is no longer the sound of bones breaking, but the sound of bodies exploding!

The Western powerhouse in Zhou Dian's hands was pinched and exploded by him with his strength in an instant!

Suddenly a cloud of blood foamed out!

Splash in all directions, everywhere!

"Who's next?"

Zhou Dian's right hand was dripping with blood, and he walked slowly in front of him, blood slowly dripping on the ground along his fingertips.

It looks like a killing god.

Of the remaining nine people who were still alive, some were frightened by Zhou Dian's actions, and some were calm and relaxed, sitting and watching the play.

Some people think that they have to join forces to kill the enemy, and some people think that they can wait, and it is not too late to kill a few more people here.

Lin Yuezhi naturally saw through this group of Westerners at a glance.

They are constantly fighting with each other, and on the surface they seem to be accomplices, but in fact they all have different hearts, and each has their own selfish thoughts.

In comparison, their imperial army seemed incomparably united.

Along the way, though, many brothers died tragically.

But the living never thought of abandoning any of the crippled fighters.

Lin Yuezhi shook his head and sighed.

This sigh is full of sorrow for these people.

"Or, let's start with you!"

Zhou Dian stared at the shortest Westerner in front of him.

Although this Westerner was short, his arms were full of strong muscles, and he could see that he had extremely explosive power in his body.

His strength is on the eighth grade, although it is not as good as the peak of the eighth grade, but he is not afraid of the Zhou Dian in front of him.

It's just that he's going to hide it a little more.

Hiding until a few more people die, and then he stands up and harvests is the best way.

But now, he has been targeted by this oriental.

In that case, let him kill this Oriental!

In this way, he can also have more say when he gets the spoils of war.

"Orientals, don't think that if you kill the weakest of us, you will be able to act with impunity."

"You're not my opponent!"

The short Westerner stretched out his middle finger and shook his hand disdainfully at Zhou Dian in front of him.

The next moment.

Before the short Westerner's fingers could be withdrawn, a dark shadow swept in front of him, and an incomparably powerful palm grabbed his middle finger fiercely.

The owner of this black shadow is none other than Zhou Dian.

He didn't react for a moment, and a panicked expression appeared on his face.

"Damn Oriental, you don't obey the spirit of chivalry, you dare to sneak attack me!"

"I order you to release my finger immediately!"

"And apologize to me!"

Hearing such stupid and ridiculous words from the other party.

Zhou Dian shook his head: "What kind of bullshit chivalry, Lao Tzu is an Oriental, I don't believe in your Western spirit!" ”

The next moment.

Zhou Dian's wrist tilted, and the sound of bones snapping came in response.

"Click!"

"Ahhhh

A terrible scream roared from the mouth of the diminutive Western in front of him.

Tears of pain flowed down his cheeks.

Because Zhou Dian actually cut off his middle finger when he was defenseless.

The corners of Zhou Dian's mouth rose, and his right hand casually threw the torn middle finger on the ground, and crushed it a few times with his right foot.

"The person I hate the most in my life, who gives me the middle finger!"

"Who, the people who gave me the middle finger, guess what happened to them in the end?"

"They're all dead!"

"Haha!"

Zhou Dian laughed wildly.

Immediately afterward, the diminutive Westerner clutched his bleeding fingers in pain.

However, he did not notice the actions of Zhou Dian in front of him.

Zhou Dian suddenly appeared in front of him, directly turned his right hand into an awl, and then stabbed the short Westerner in the heart!

"Plop!"

Everyone stared at Zhou Dian's actions in astonishment.

I saw Zhou Dian like a demon god, his right hand pierced the chest of the short Westerner, and his arm ran through the past.

Under the dim firelight, everyone could clearly see that Zhou Dian's right hand was hanging in the air in the palm of his right hand, holding a beating heart on it.

"You, too, too weak!"

The corners of Zhou Dian's mouth rose and he spit out word by word.

"Poof!"

Like the sound of the water bag being pinched and exploded, Zhou Dian's right hand also pinched and exploded this warm and powerful beating heart!

Short Westerners with wide-open pupils.

The whole person finally fell weakly to the back.

From the time he was full of confidence at the beginning, to his current body being cold, it took no more than a minute before and after.

In just one minute, he experienced a fall from self-confidence to death.

Even, when he died.

His wide-open pupils were full of his blind eyes.

"Whew!"

Zhou Dian exhaled and withdrew his arm with a smile on his face.