It is said that killing people is also addictive.

When a normal person actively or passively takes human life, their worldview will completely change and become weird and terrifying. This has been confirmed by countless murderers and outlaws throughout the ages.

There is a way to meet on a narrow road, and the brave wins, and the moment of life and death often does not rely on pure strength, but on the momentum and ruthlessness of fighting.

In other words, this kind of guy who is used to filling the blood with the tip of the knife is particularly terrifying, and must not be taken lightly.

There were about a dozen of them in the group surrounding us, and they had the advantage in numbers. I was a little nervous, but not scared. After all, with glutinous rice dumplings by my side, I am no longer the rookie I was before, and my combat ability is far beyond ordinary people.

Me and Fatty, Little Fart, and Michael and Anna instantly pulled into a fight, and the five of us were back to back, watching and listening to all directions, ready to fight.

When it was too late, I saw that one of them didn't know what to shout, and these dozen outlaws rushed up under the strange scream, and the sharp blades in their hands flashed cold light, and they beckoned at us, extremely ruthless.

From my ignorant debut to the present, I have experienced countless small battles with the fat man, and I naturally know the truth that the first strike is stronger.

I saw a lean short-haired man in black approaching, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, stepping on the sky, not retreating, but advancing.

Taking advantage of this guy's momentary stunned effort, he narrowly avoided the dagger that stabbed him in the chest, and at the same time, his knee instantly bounced up and pushed against his small negative ......

My knee was extremely strong, and it hit steadily in the light of light, and after hearing a muffled sound, the guy not only fell to the ground with a sharp blade in his hand, but the man also flew out like a broken pocket, and fell to the ground with a miserable howl, like killing a pig.

The other guy who was with him was a little furious when he saw his accomplice being hit. Before I could adjust my position, the thing shook the hatchet in his hand, like a hidden weapon, and plunged straight into my back.

I was secretly taken aback, firstly, I didn't expect that these people were not afraid at all, and secondly, the distance was too close, this guy's move was too far off, and he used the heavy weapon axe into a throwing knife, and it was really difficult to dodge behind my back.

If this axe is given to my little brother and I to split on the back, although it will not hang up, it is inevitable that it will be injured, and its combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly affected.

I was anxious when I heard a clatter, and the axe, which was close at hand, almost stuck in my back, was hit by an unknown object, and with a crisp metal crash, it bounced off and landed aside.

I was overjoyed, and when I turned my head, I saw that the axe had been shot down by a fist-sized ball of fine iron.

I saw that this round ball was shiny and shiny, I don't know what metal it is made of, it looks like it is used by the old man for fitness, and the Baoding iron ball in his hand is just a full circle compared to the ordinary.

At this moment, the iron ball fell to the ground, and it actually smashed a small hole in the hard stone ground under his feet, and he didn't know how much strength it had.

Moreover, there is more than one iron ball. Just as I was stunned, another iron ball flew from a short distance, and it was thrown from the hand of Michael, an American who was two meters tall, and hit the head of the guy who sneaked up on me.

I heard a pop in my ears, and the thing was smashed so red that the whole face was almost smashed into it, and I didn't even snort, and my body fell backwards.

In a few moments, the red and white brains were gushing out with blood, all over the ground, and I felt sick to my stomach.

I nodded at Michael and expressed my gratitude, I really didn't expect this American man to do such a kung fu, it seems that this group of people really has the ability to break into the underground altar of the maid sect.

Michael smiled innocently, and in the blink of an eye, he joined the battle again to help Anna, who was being besieged.

is a good Anna, who is being attacked by two men in black, an old man and a young man, at the moment. Both men were armed with long knives that slashed at Anna's deadly wounds.

Especially the old man, who had slender hands and feet, stood out among a group of people in black, and didn't look like he was from Southeast Asia.

It has curly black hair on its head, but a long white goatee grows under its chin, which is particularly eye-catching, and the blade in his hand is also quite strange.

It was a weapon that looked like a knife rather than a knife, like a stick rather than a stick, about thirty or forty centimeters long, not straight, and looked a little crooked.

What's even more amazing is that this thing is wrapped in a layer of dark green brilliance, and the shadows are so full of shadows that my first impression is like an old thick ink, as if it will drip down at any time.

Relying on the excellent power brought by the Eye of the Earth, I couldn't help but gasp when I looked closely. It turned out that this thing was actually a wooden stick of unknown material, but it was crawling with countless poisonous insects, snakes and ants.

The red adamantine ant with the thickness of a thumb belly, the worm with a hundred legs, the unknown and slender small snake with a dark purple pattern and other poisonous substances crawled all over it, and the layers were dense, and the human scalp was fried.

As soon as I looked at it, I knew that these poisonous insects were definitely not seen in the fields on a daily basis, but were specially raised. Because although these poisons are in different forms, their whole body emits bursts of strange green light.

The so-called sitting on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the sea to eat the sea. Relying on the natural advantages of vegetation and climate, there are many people who raise insects on the borders of Southeast Asian countries.

Insect keepers are similar to the Gu breeders that we often mention in the Celestial Empire, simply put, they are all constantly raising and breeding poisonous poisonous insects from generation to generation, and use them for their own use.

The parchment scroll "Records of the Boundary" says: The breath of the corpse is brown and the light is ink. This ink is not black, but should be translated as dark green, dark green.

The green light on the bodies of these poisonous insects in front of them must be the result of their owners carefully selecting "special ingredients" to feed.

The thought of them feeding on human corpses sends chills through my heart.

Tang Jue shrank behind me tremblingly, and told me that this white-bearded old man's name was Liao Dinghui, a lame half-blood, usually taciturn but born with poison.

Because he has been with poisonous insects all the year round and is not social, although he is one of the four protectors, he is a loner in the maid sect and hardly has contact with anyone.

The guy in his hand is called the bone gnawing stick, and it is rumored that the reason why Liao Dinghui can command the army of poisonous insects is entirely because of this purple stick.

There are also people who say that it is even more evil, saying that this bone-gnawing stick is one of Liao Dinghui's leg bones, which was taken out by himself......

As Liao Dinghui continued to wave the purple stick in his hand, the poisons that emitted dark green light were thrown to the ground one after another, gradually forming a layer of green brilliance, and gradually gathered, like a beating sea of poison......

And Anna, a Russian girl dressed in white, was obviously quite jealous of Liao Dinghui and did not dare to attack, so she could only dodge left and right, very embarrassed.