Bethune pretended not to be surprised, but his eyes began to look for the guy in the crowd who might throw a dagger. The timing and accuracy of that guy just now are by no means comparable to these untrained guys.

I don't know if that person is the one behind the organization of these gods to gather here.

Bethune was single-minded, but he didn't slow down in the slightest. After cutting off the forearms of the two with the prison phoenix again, he successfully became the leader of the first time.

Bethuan, whose visual field was impaired in his left eye, had to let the constant flow of blood seep into his eyeball in order not to be affected.

"Kill him."

A figure suddenly sounded in the crowd, and Bai Qiu'an was slightly familiar. It seems to be the guy who shouted the crowd to pray to the gods earlier.

The gods, who had lost the advantage of surprise entrapment, finally gave up this strategy in front of Bethune, who was deliberately evading, and began to take turns to encircle and suppress Bethula.

It's like knowing that Bethune will definitely stick to this street and won't run away. A wave of people rested and a wave of people chased and killed, wouldn't they worry that the Twelve Temples would send reinforcements soon?

A thick cloud of suspicion suddenly shrouded Bai Qiu'an's heart, and the indescribable strangeness made Bai Qiu'an always feel that there was some earth-shattering conspiracy in it.

But he can't get rid of this group of guys, and he can't end the battle anytime soon.

Things seem to have turned into a dead end.

At least it's a dead end for the overall situation, but for Bethula, time is always with him. Although it is a pity that time is not on their side in terms of what the gods are doing so far.

Bethune was like a sharp spear, turning around to escape, and the next step was to turn back. did not retreat, but advanced three steps in a row, and the prison phoenix in his hand was much more decisive than Bai Qiu'an's steps.

Compared with this group of nouveau riche who just rose suddenly, Bethuan's ability is all an iron rod and a fist.

The opposite side has strength but no order, and Bethule is deadly with a knife, heading towards the vital point.

It is inevitable to rush to kill in the pile of people, break the skin and bleed, and dozens of sharp weapons of various styles but are not as long and sharp as the skeleton knife are still lethal after all.

The reason that the master is killed by indiscriminate punches, and the martial arts master is not as good as thousands of troops is still common in this era.

But Bethune took three steps and five knives, taking away three lives in an instant, and the most important thing was that Bethune came in and cut off the thighs of the two in the first step.

The front row is down, and the back is panicked and dodge, or stepped on it alive. But it will make their numerical advantage shrink to the greatest extent by Bethune.

The second step is to simply and neatly take people's lives with the advantage of the length of the skeleton knife. At this moment, Bethune, who entered the crowd, would definitely gain even if he slashed indiscriminately, not to mention that Bethune, who was in the encirclement, was extremely calm.

Die?

He already doesn't know how many times he has died, the dense sea of people tactical psychological advantage? In every training battle on the red brick, which time is not the most enemies around him Bai Qiu'an.

It's just a fool who is used to seeing high-rise buildings, and he won't be shocked, let alone these jagged and dangerous buildings in front of him.

There are two people on the wall as a cover, and there is a strong psychological quality of Bethuan. Bethuan's third step is not as simple as taking that step.

Fighting must have momentum, and what seems to be ethereal is actually extremely crucial to the direction of victory or defeat. Historically, all battles in which less wins more and the weak defeat the strong are inseparable from the word momentum.

And Bethula's step was like stepping on the hearts of this group of disciples.

With one enemy, it is one of them to dare to reflexively enter the shortlist; is deeply encircled, and it is the second to take two steps in a row and kill several people; The last step is their brains.

Could it be that this guy still has some hole cards that have not been played? Otherwise, how could he dare to go so deep into the encirclement of dozens of them alone.

After three steps, Bethune stabbed the hearts of the two people in front of him like a string.

I don't know the tactics of war, and I am cramming people from person to person. The end is just like the group of gods in front of him, Bai Qiu'an goes down every time, and the benefits are definitely much greater than what he sees in front of him.

After three steps, Bethune reflexively rushed.

How unscrupulous he was when he came, how much he played with his life.

Just kidding, waiting for this group of people to react really surrounded him.

Or the two guys with only one leg left were pulled away, and unless he was an unpredictable king, he could only be tied to a bomb to maximize the efficiency of this dangerous move.

Bethune's domineering three major entrances didn't pay attention to the last few steps when he ran. But the last step out of the crowd, Bethune was still as quick as at the beginning.

Failed.

Dozens of people were three meters away from Bai Qiu'an, and they watched in a daze as Bai Qiu'an swung a semi-circle to retract his strength, and then looked at each other and moved forward slowly and tentatively.

Bethune's face remained unchanged, and his heart blossomed.

His tactics of taking the lead can be regarded as a miracle, and as for the lives of those three people, it is still a drop in the bucket for the gods who are still in the vast sea of people in front of them.

"What are you afraid of, no matter how powerful he is, he is alone. And how long can he fight? How many knives to swing? ”

The voice sounded out at an inopportune time again, and Bai Qiu'an wanted to find the person behind the scenes with the eyes of this group of inexperienced gods, but unfortunately everyone seemed to be looking in different directions.

It's as if the person is there for everyone when they speak.

"Spells?"

Bethune took the opportunity of the stalemate between the two sides to wipe the blood from his eyes.

Such an in and out chic is chic, and there is a lot of blood. Although the class is not heavy, the blood that is let out is not fake. Even if the Golden Bird Divine Curse is not consumed much under the blessing of his divinity, it is there after all.

The idea of unlimited physical strength is a false proposition after all.

There is no limit to being able to drag everyone to death, and if you can't drag everyone to death, it's just good endurance.

The small injury changed the momentum, and the advantage brought to Bai Qiu'an was greatly weakened under the disparity in the number of dozens of enemies. But Bethune now wants to win, and he must make careful calculations and give full play to every advantage that can be found.

If the other party didn't have the person behind the scenes, this fight would definitely be much better than it is now.

At least no one would shout like this, and it would wipe out at least four or fifty percent of the advantages that Bethune had earned by risking his life before.

The fact that this group of powerful gods can keep their hearts apart lies in the fact that their strengths and weaknesses on paper are clear.

As soon as the man's voice fell, the pace of approaching Bai Qiu'an sped up a few points.

"One, three, five, one; Two-four-six supplement. Then the other party is more concise, and it is obvious that the other party is likely to have met in advance to explain some simple tactics.

After all, it is obviously not so practical to rely on this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs to fight against professional Twelve Hall warriors.

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