Chapter 46: The ability to overturn the table

The moment I smashed the skull of another sneak attacker directly in this extremely violent way, an indescribable emotion in my heart was growing rapidly. Mobile

Destruction and violence, in that moment, gave me an extreme pleasure.

This kind of catharsis is even more suffocating for men and women.

Yes......

I opened my mouth, so excited that my spit splashed out, and the freshly sharpened hardwood stick in my hand seemed to have become a deadly scythe in my hand, rushing forward to kill, and at this time, from all sides of the forest, countless black shadows also rushed out, because in the dense forest, this special relatively small space, made the scene become extremely chaotic and noisy at that moment.

All of a sudden, my five senses became extremely sensitive, and all the organs in my body, including every pore, couldn't help but shrink.

The excitement of being electrified was transmitted through me.

I trembled with excitement.

Before that, I had suffered too much, too much depression, and there was no way to vent this grievance, depression and sadness, so I had to hide it in my heart and manage it carefully, not daring to let it be seen by anyone.

I was afraid that people would see my brutal side and think I was a pervert.

But......

People's emotions, like blowing up a balloon, hold back to a certain extent, and if they can't be released, they will burst directly.

Bang!

At this moment, I seem to be a balloon that has been punctured, or a volcano that has been suffocating for a long time, and finally found a way to vent, and when I saw the enemy's ghostly shadows, rushing from all directions, I held a stick.

Bang, bang, bang......

I swung several sticks in a row, some of which intersected with the enemy's body, and there was a sound of bone cracking, and some of them were blocked by the opponent's weapon, and the sound of gold and iron appeared.

I poured my energy into the hardwood stick, so that the ordinary trees had the same texture as metal.

Because of this, the hardwood stick was able to crack open the other party's steel-solid skull.

Chaos was born in an instant, chaos was all around me, I was suddenly separated from the rest of the group, I fought in the crowd for a few rounds, everywhere was flying blood and roars, and when I was done dealing with the stormy attack, I looked left and right, and my eyes were shining brightly.

I saw that most of the guys who attacked us showed their true colors, and some of them were actually dressed in retro Japanese samurai costumes, holding sharp swords in their hands, constantly shuttling and jumping in the forest.

There is a crescent moon in the sky, which is dim and dull, and the people of the earth are fighting for life and death, fighting wildly.

This incident made me feel a little funny.

Perhaps, at this moment, the Mind Eater is like a dark cloud overhead, in the Nine Heavens, overlooking all of this, as if we were overlooking a group of ants fighting.

The strife and life and death here are not too concerned for it.

The outstanding performers here, in his opinion, are just strong ants and do not need much attention.

An ant is an ant, just as a bug is still a bug after all.

Whether it is the German cockroach in the north or the American cockroach in the south, for people, it is just a slipper.

But......

I'm not willing to be just a little bug.

In the same way, I am not willing to be just a chess piece, at the mercy of others, and if possible, I would like to overturn the chessboard to his mother.

And to do that, I need to be very good at controlling the field.

Controlling the ......

I rose into the air, took a few wrong steps, jumped to the top of a large tree, and then looked left and right like electricity, and immediately grasped the current situation - the advance team was indeed attacked by someone, almost a dozen people, and fell into the siege of more than one or two hundred people, of course, there are also teams like us, and they have not returned, so the number of people here is uncertain.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, those people, who are likely to have been killed by a sneak attack.

People are struggling to resist, after all, they are specially selected elites, these people have strong combat effectiveness, especially Cui Puxia fifty meters in front of the right, that person has a single sword, attracting the most firepower of the enemy.

However, these people came together temporarily, although they looked very powerful on weekdays, but at the critical moment, the shortcomings came out all of a sudden.

And the biggest shortcoming of these people is that they do not cooperate, and they all fight separately after encountering problems, like a mess of scattered sand.

On the other hand, those who sneak attacked our side, once they moved, they were like thunder, some charged, some defended, and some made up for their shortcomings.

And with each passing minute, our danger becomes.

But......

Everything will end because of me.

That's why I'm here.

Seeing that the group of people who intercepted us were temporarily dispatched, and Long Sandao, Li An'an and Xiao Dog were all able to deal with such a sudden situation, and those who were as strong as Long Sandao even grabbed a long knife and flew down, stopping those surging enemies, and then harvesting people's heads......

They were so powerful that I didn't need to worry about anything, so I didn't hesitate any longer, jumped down in the air, and rushed in the direction where the battle was most anxious.

I swept down from the trees and charged forward, and people kept coming to intercept me.

In the face of these people, the hardwood stick in my hand flew down, some were resisting, some were attacking, this gun and stick method has been integrated into my bloodline, pay more attention to the artistic conception, rather than specific moves and means, it seems to have been completely integrated into my body, everything seems so natural, antelope hanging horns, whimsical.

These methods were all reflexed according to the specific conditions of the time, and each one seemed to me to be accustomed to it, but in the eyes of the enemy, they were all shocked, as if they were the most perfect means of dealing with it.

There is no better solution.

My whole person was like a machine, dealing with problems, calm and rational, rushing left and right, and soon came to the main battlefield.

Behind me, someone fell, someone was seriously injured in a scream, and someone followed me menacingly, but I didn't care, but I jerked my hardwood stick out and blocked a sharp Japanese long knife.

The owner of that knife is a Japanese ronin with a strong aura.

Although he was not a night stalker, his eyes were red, and his body had a strong fishy aura, and some kind of black shadow appeared faintly on his body, fangs and claws.

I've dealt with these people and know that this is a manifestation of the Shikikami body.

And where the knife slashed, it was a man's neck.

The man had been knocked down, covered in blood and scars, in a hurry, unable to resist, and if I hadn't participated, the knife would have cut off the man's head and complete the single kill.

And that person's name is Mu Zhihua, a teammate who has questioned my strength countless times.

When I still made a decisive move, I helped him block this killing slash.

The man thought he was going to kill, but his soul was gone, but my appearance saved his life, although the night was dark, but from so close, he could still see that the person who saved him was me, and his eyes widened at the moment, looking at me in disbelief.

The other person who was stunned was the owner of the Japanese sword.

The knife in the opponent's hand should be a famous weapon, not a "four-carcass cut", but a "five-carcass cut (a knife can cut five corpses)", sharp, cut gold and stone, no problem, and my hand, I don't need to study much, it's just a hardwood stick, and the bark of the face has not been shaved clean.

Why does the knife cut through this stick?

In fact, under normal circumstances, without the blessing and wings of my strength, this hardwood stick, even if it was hard, would have been scrapped long ago when it broke the head of the first Nightkin head.

It's not the stick that's strong, it's the man.

I didn't wait for Mu Zhihua to sing my praises, so I used the hardwood stick to fight the Japanese ronin for three rounds, and then dodged the sharp blow of his slash into the wind and stabbed the hardwood stick directly into his chest.

The rough tip of the rod pierced the other's sternum and landed on the heart, pinning him to the ground.

This is a human being, although he is possessed by Shikigami and has greatly improved his cultivation, but his physical fitness is still not as good as that of the Nightkin in the end, and his heart is injured and he immediately loses his breath.

But a faceless black shadow immediately appeared in him, rushing towards me.

I pulled out the hardwood stick, and with a sudden swing, the candle flame ignited at the tip of the stick, and the black shadow was directly burned to ashes.

And the movement on my side also caused an exclamation around me, obviously, this guy I just killed is a big man, so there are people around constantly shouting, more and more people, rushing towards me.

Under Mu Zhihua's stunned gaze, I rushed towards the crowd with a single stick.

Then, countless figures flew up, screaming incessantly.

The original poorly made hardwood sticks were already a little unbearable after a fierce battle, and my face was covered with blood, and my hands were soaked, and they were very sticky and slippery.

I also rushed further inside.

There were a lot of people in front of me who were screaming frantically, and I saw a young woman in a kimono with this long knife red as red as blood in her hand.

The knife seemed to have spirituality, illuminating this space red, like a ghost, and every time he swung it, there was a kind of crying of mountains and tsunamis, rushing to the face.

This Japanese knife gave me a very familiar feeling, and in the same situation, I had seen two other knives off Hong Kong Island before.

Is this the third one?

I narrowed my eyes, and then I saw the man fighting with the woman.

State hero, Zou Guodong.

Zou Daxia, who fell into absolute disadvantage and was in danger.

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Little Buddha said: Today, it will be more, but it may be a little later.

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