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The black man Daemon shouted, "There is only one commander in this group of Blas!"

The commander of the brah enemy is the strength of the professional level.

There's only one commander here, and it seems...... The corner of the black man's eyes twitched, and his mind swept over the vast expanse of screaming, pounced Bula.

Too many, too many.

Even Damon, a black man who believed in Christ and Christ, was cold in his heart and discouraged from the imminent death of the other side......

Resigned to fate.

Dimon desperately killed one of the Brahs, but the Brahs grabbed his arm desperately, and in an instant, two Brahs came at him at the same time.

The black man Damon's arm was torn desperately, and he was stunned that he did not pull it out of the toes of the dead Bla's arm.

"Jesus......

He couldn't help but close his eyes and stop struggling.

"Poof, poof. ”

Dimon was stunned for a moment, feeling a liquid splash on his face, he opened his eyes blankly, and saw this scene in front of him:

Fang Chengzheng was slashing and slashing frantically!

His good friend, with a crazy face, was surging with tyranny and ferocity, and with a single slash, one of the Bura enemies was cut in two.

Another knife was raised, and a bula enemy was disemboweled.

Damon heard the sound of the wind, rolled forward reflexively, finally broke free of his arm, and turned back to punch the sneaking attack of the bula.

While he barely resisted the attack, he aimed at Fang Cheng in shock.

Too violent!

It's bloody!

It's like an invincible warrior descending on earth!

Fang Cheng's knife was fatal, and the big knife almost tore the air when he swung it, and no Bula enemy could give him a knife that could resist him!

Daemon crushed the enemy in front of him with a single punch, and then ended the rest of his life with a few punches.

"Internal force!?pro grade?"

Damon's mind shook.

His heart trembled, and on Fang Cheng's big knife, there was actually a pale white film!

The film still glows pale white!

In this dim battlefield, it is so conspicuous.

Dimon's body was short, and he slashed violently, slamming the enemy who was attacking Fang Cheng's back into the air, and he muttered in his mouth:

"My Father, he is only nineteen years old, is he a warrior of the gods you have sent into the world, thank you for your gifts, thank you for your rescue......"

He prayed as he flung his elbow.

In just half a minute, the enemy on the left was almost wiped out.

Dimon killed four.

Fang Cheng killed ...... Twenty-four!

"Captain, hold on!"

Fang Cheng raised his gaze, and his blood-red eyes looked at the black Damon: "I'll support the captain, you go over there!"

"Good!"

Dimon let out a low roar and leaped to the right.

At this time, on the right, Chen Hu and the white man were gritting their teeth and holding on, and Chen Hu's left side was torn off a large piece of flesh and blood, and he couldn't support it when he saw it!

The white man's left palm was bitten out by a bloody mouth of the Bura enemy, and a small piece of his left palm was bitten hard!

Critical moments!

The black man Dimon burst forward from the side, struck with both fists, and swept the legs.

Knocked three or four brad enemies away in an instant.

The white man endured the severe pain, his eyes lit up, his depressed momentum changed, and he stood in a triangle with Chen Hu and the black Dimon, blocking outward.

This time, it's much easier.

It's just that Ganghan's heart is full of question marks, why did Dimon and them come over?

No way!

There are a lot of Brahs on the left and right!

He didn't have time to think about it, he was preoccupied with the fight, and in the battle in front of him, a careless person would have to pay the price with his life.

On the other hand, remorse and self-blame devoured Wang Youwei's heart.

He was panting, seven or eight bra enemies, and a commander level, he couldn't hold it anymore!

But how can you give up?

The teammates are still on the sidelines...... Wang Youwei's mouth was closed, holding his breath in his heart, not daring to spit it out.

Once he spit out, he was worried that his strength would slacken.

"Whew, wow!"

Two sounds of scales shattering.

Two cries of the Bula enemy.

Fang Cheng came from the right, his knife rose and fell, and he kept moving forward for three or four meters, directly hacking and killing two Bura enemies!

"Hold on!"

He roared, and then pounced on the Bura enemy on the side, avoiding the Bula enemy commander who was fighting with the captain Wang Youwei.

Wang Youwei finally heard clearly.

He only felt that the world in front of him was full of absurdity.

When did Fang Cheng have such strength?

Wang Youwei swept the corner of his eye, and Fang Cheng actually killed a bula enemy again!

It's outrageous!

This is a young man who gets along with him day and night and treats him as a younger brother?

Although his heart shook and he couldn't help himself, Wang Youwei still didn't show his flaws, he struck with a long knife, stopped the tail of the commander-level bula enemy, and slashed diagonally!

"Bang!"

The Commander-level Bula Enemy screamed and blocked with both arms!

The Commander level of the Bula Enemy, the scale armor is one centimeter thick, and the sword can't hurt it at all!

Wang Youwei's eyes were cold, his body turned to the left, his legs pushed his waist, his waist drove his right arm, and the long serrated knife grinded fiercely on the arms of the commander-level bula.

"Wow!"

The long serrated knife finally stood up, and the scale armor of the Commander-level bra enemy was almost torn open, revealing the green muscles inside, and it screamed, its tail flicking out from the bottom up.

Wang Youwei fought heartily with the commander-level bula enemy, and the two were evenly matched!

The disadvantage was reversed in one fell swoop.

Wang Youwei no longer had to fend off attacks from his side or from the rear.

Fang Cheng stepped out with one foot and stepped on the ground, the ground exploded, blowing up a small crater, and his body took off and cut horizontally!

The Bura enemy, who was jumping and fleeing, was cut in half by Fang Cheng's big knife.

"Whew. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes rolled.

The enemy on the left and in front of him has been slaughtered.

On Hacksaw Mountain, only the commander-level bula enemy who fought with the captain Wang Youwei was left, and a group of ...... on the right

The sun finally jumped above the horizon.

The sun was shining and the darkness at the top of the Hacksaw Mountain was swept away.

Fang Cheng thought for a moment, turned around, and walked to the right.

With a knife, a bula enemy who was about to bite was cut in half by Fang Cheng from the bottom up!

I can't even scream!

Emerald green blood spilled on the top of the hill and flowed on the moist earth.

Whew, two more knives.

Hacking one to death and escaping the other, Fang Cheng narrowed the corners of his eyes, his body moved sideways, and the lightning flashed, and he connected the two bra enemies with unparalleled speed.

Time seems to freeze.

The roar of the two brahs suddenly stopped, as if they had pressed the mute button, and their bodies froze.

Then the head and body separated.

Bang bang.

Two Bula Enemy's heads smashed to the ground.

The remaining dozen or so Bla enemies on the right let out frightened and angry screams, and they stopped attacking the three of Daemon and attacked Fang Cheng instead.

"Bang, snort, snort......"

Fang Cheng was not afraid at all, he went down a few more times, and then retreated!

Kill two Bula enemies with four swords!

There are ten left!

The eyes of the three Daemon radiated a hopeful light, and they rushed fiercely from behind, either with guns, or punches, or slashing palms.

In just five seconds, four more brahs were killed.

"Wow!"

There are six Brahs left!

They let out a shrill hiss, and they couldn't understand it at all, how could they lose miserably in a great situation, with only five alien races?

And it's still dead!

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with coldness, opened and closed, and swept with a knife.

After a few turns, five of the six Brahs remained at the top of Hacksaw Mountain forever, leaving only one to slip away.

The white man panted roughly, looked at Fang Cheng in shock, and asked tremblingly:

"You, when did you become so powerful?"

The black man Daemon sneered: "All the nearly thirty brah enemies on the left are dead, and I have only killed three or four." ”

Chen Hu's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he was about to speak with his big mouth, when he suddenly showed a painful look...... The mouth is dislocated.

The white man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wiped the green blood from the corner of his eyes, and said with a dry smile: "Dacheng is really better than ......."

Yes, Dacheng is only nineteen years old.

The strength of the professional-level high-level was already shocking enough, and Ganghan secretly glanced at the big knife in Fang Cheng's hand, and the blade shone with pale white light!

That's the internal strength that only professional-level martial artists have!

Fang Cheng gasped, a muscle on his arm cracked, bright red blood flowed, he raised his eyebrows, and his eyes looked to the left: "Let's help the captain get rid of this commander first!"