A dark and chaotic storm erupted from the blade of the axe, slicing into the chain armor made of stainless steel, blood splattering out, obscuring most of Wen Qingsong's vision, but it could not stop him from charging into battle, he was almost mad, brutal and almost reckless, his strong hands tightly grasped the handle of the axe, regardless of the ground as he walked. www.biquge.info He has been training for many years to fight with life and death, and he has a strong adaptability to high-speed rotation, whether it is to the left or right, with the support of Gangfeng, he can do 10 turns of stuffy bricks without dizziness, which makes his axe turn horizontally into a murderous storm. He rushed over like this, facing 40 Peiyuan masters and one body master, completely ignoring the overwhelming number of the other party, and charging past as if he was dying. The heavy axe erupted with a terrifying scream, which was originally capable of confusing the enemy's brains and making the enemy lose their ability to judge and react to moves, but at this time, it could only turn into a threatening sound that shattered the courage of 40 enemies.

Wen Qingsong has been killing since he was separated from Lu Qingyun, and he kept killing until he met Gong Yibian, who was holding a meat banquet in the open space. Under the long battle, he was covered in blood, his hair was scattered, his face was blue-gray, a tattered robe was like a rag, but his eyes were full of divine light, mighty, and the Gangfeng exuded from his body was a deadly ghost Gangfeng, chaotic and evil, violent like a surging wave, those 40 soldiers were just the most ordinary garrison of the Northern Empire, to put it bluntly, it was full of numbers, and it was absolutely impossible to fight with the "Black Feather Army" Such elites are on par, so all of them are unfamiliar with their skills, and they don't have enough experience, so they can only barely be regarded as having experienced ordinary battle formations, and where have they ever seen Wen Qingsong's demon-like shape? Almost as soon as they made contact, they were knocked down by him, and blood flowed all over the ground, and the rest of the people were immediately shocked when they saw it, and they actually messed up the team, pushing each other and trying to escape for their lives.

Seeing this, the leader of the team shouted loudly, and could only bite the bullet to meet Wen Qingsong. As soon as he took the next move, he saw Wen Qingsong's muscles bulging, the wind pressure was blowing, and the big axe in his hand actually changed his path in the air, from a horizontal slash to a heavy split. Wen Qingsong in order to escape, for his poor "innocent body", this moment is the time to fight hard, every move is a life-for-life move, leaving no effort between slashes, the head of the army has only led the team to charge three or five times, and has seen some dead people, that has seen such a fierce killing move, and the magic skills he learned are only the most ordinary and superficial things, how can it be compared with Wen Qingsong's almost evil dark royal inheritance? Immediately, he could only stupidly slam the heavy sword in his hand horizontally, and stubbornly resisted Wen Qingsong's blow and slash, but not only was the tiger's mouth bone shattered by him, but even the heavy sword in his hand was directly cut out of a pit, and it fell to the ground with a bang. At this time, he only held a long wooden-roded iron spear in his left hand, but how could such a long guy come in handy in such close combat?

As soon as the military head weapon was lost, his heart was like ashes, thinking that he must have been cut off by the next axe, but who knew that Wen Qingsong didn't make an axe at all, and directly hit it with his broad shoulders, only to hear a dull sound of "boom", and the shoulders infused with Gangfeng hit the thick cuirass hard, and a heavy force surged in the chaos, skillfully knocking the military head to the side, and almost stumbling and falling. Wen Qingsong took advantage of this gap to get behind him and continued to chop everything in his way with an axe, without even looking back. The head of the army was immediately stunned, thinking that this person was sick? Obviously, he rushed over so fiercely, slashing indiscriminately like death, but he didn't even care if the enemy was dead or not, and rushed forward, and when he was stunned, he saw Wen Qingsong violently forcing back the last few people and rushing out of the team, rushing straight towards the pavilions in the dark night.

"Release the arrow!" The head of the army immediately reacted, and directly took off the divine arm bow on his body and raised his hand to shoot, the divine arm bow is not a bow at all, it is a very powerful cross crossbow, when the army usually marches and fights, it is equipped with crossbow arrows, wounded, and can be fired as long as you use your thumb to pick the safety and pull the trigger, so the first wave of attack of the divine arm bow is often very sudden, and there is almost no time to prepare.

As soon as the military leader shouted like this, the others all came to their senses, took off the Divine Arm Bow from their shoulders, and pulled the trigger on Wen Qingsong's back. Suddenly, the sound of bowstrings in the dark night, the wind was blowing, and sharp arrows shot like locusts at the back of Wen Qingsong, who was running at full speed and was unsuspecting.

Wen Qingsong fled with his life, the bursting wind formed a blue-white air flow behind him, and his figure disappeared at the edge of the torch light at the moment the bowstring sounded, and he could not be seen. The last sounds in the air were the sound of metal tearing flesh apart, the sound of arrows shooting into wood, the sound of arrows breaking against rocks, and of course, the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance. The commander did not order the pursuit, nor even ordered two men to be sent over to check the bloodstains to see if the man was seriously wounded and dying, and whether he could bleed to death. He just had a gloomy face, looking at the team with 15 people missing and at least 20 injured "for no reason", and wanted to cry without tears.

He bit his cheek and wanted to reprimand his subordinates, after all, 40 to 1, if the military situation is used well, it can capture the enemy alive without injury, and now it is in such a tatter state, it is completely caused by the sudden chaos of the formation of the people under his hands.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a terrible laugh that stopped his heart, and the laughter was even a little "greasy", but it was more disturbing than the wind that the man had just made. The military leader turned his head suddenly, and his neck even clicked, and his eyes widened in horror at the most unbearable picture of his life.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm a little baby, I'm all standing, let the Lun family take good care of you-" The big-headed Gong Yi side, at some point, was actually swaying in disgusting ways, appearing in front of this group of innocent soldiers.

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What is it like for a fat man to concentrate the fat of his whole body on his right hand?

Silver Dust didn't know, but he knew that Beacon City must know.

In front of his eyes, the bright blood-red light was "squeezing out" from the body of the beacon city little by little, looking quite reluctant and painful. Silver Dust waved his hand and slashed out the Demon Crying Slash Fist, never thinking that the black pillar of fire like a demon shadow could actually be bounced back by the hedgehog-like red light, and almost hit himself, it turned out that the red light contained an unimaginable huge amount of vitality, which was not a huge force that any human warrior could withstand. The guests who had come to the dinner party left the courtyard one after another and went up to the cloister to the north. Silver Dust couldn't help but clench his fists as he looked at the corpses all over the ground, and watched more alive soldiers than corpses pouring in from all directions.

In the red light, there was a disgusting fluctuation all over the body, it was not the fluctuation of qi, it was not the fluctuation of blood, but the fluctuation of flesh, the fluctuation of oil, the fat on his body was like an awakened worm, rolling and pushing under the skin and roaring towards his right hand. He took the first step to exchange the two-handed big sword to his left hand, and let his right arm suddenly swell several times like edema, like an oversized red intestine. Then, with a squirming sound, his arm returned to its normal thickness, and his entire right hand had already swelled into a flesh-colored hammer of a square pier of 100 million cubic meters.

"It's ...... What?!" Silver Dust said in shock, it's not that he hasn't seen alien monsters, but he can't imagine that in such a wild and backward world, there will be a terrifying technology like human body transformation.

"Divine Skill "Crazy Sen Luo". "The beacon that had squeezed out all the fat turned into another person in just a few breaths, a rather handsome young man. His round face is a less striking but rather pleasing facial feature, which makes his whole face look very honest and reliable, and also makes his money rattail braids look more suitable for this person. The robes on his body were now very loose, like a robe split on his body. He simply pulled the placket and tore the robe open, exposing the left half of his body to the cold night sky, under the bronzed skin, the muscles that bulged just right made his whole person look like a hand-me-down sculpture, although it may not be as perfect as Du Chanchang's figure, but it also exudes male charm. With delicate facial features and a well-proportioned figure, it seems that even his mental outlook has undergone a huge change at this time, and he is no longer an ugly, fat and stupid general of the Northern Kingdom, but a shrewd and powerful Hell Demon King who exudes incredible coercion.

His divine skill realm had reached the tenth level of distraction at this time, far higher than Leng Ziye, and even more than Yinchen's expectations.

The silver pupils were locked, and the near-perfect body in front of him was locked in the crimson crosshairs, the silver index finger slowly tightened, and the silver dust was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and at the moment when the red light disappeared, he pressed the trigger of the chariot gun to the bottom.

Maybe the barrel was too thick and heavy, and the chariot cannon let out a roar like a dragon's roar, but the barrel only used a very weak vibration, almost no offset, and the huge recoil force that could be imagined could not even be transmitted to Yinchen, and was absorbed by the heavy cannon body.

A piercing short red light roared out from the cannon muzzle in the shape of a cage, and in the next second, the body of the beacon city flew backwards like a cannonball, and it brutally crashed into a whole column of ironclad soldiers, and crashed into the mountain rock to the north with a bang. Silver Dust shook his head in disappointment, then jerked the barrel of the cannon and pulled the trigger at the guests who were about to flee.

The chain quickly shortened to nothing. The dragon-shaped muzzle erupted a long tongue of fire, like the breath of dragon flame. A short burst of light pierced the cold night air, exploding into a large fireball with a diameter of four meters in the middle of a group of panicked and screaming gluttonous fools. "What are you doing! How dare you kill innocents!" Nalan never dreamed that this guy who was supposed to be the "right way" would actually do such an evil act as killing innocents indiscriminately, and he screamed on the spot. He dared to invite a large number of political dignitaries of the Northern Army to come here as "bait", which was to find out the temper of this group of chivalrous men of the Jianghu Alliance.

"In the eyes of Mowei Pavilion, there has never been the word innocent. Silver Dust said coldly, the flame chariot on his shoulder suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the pale figure soared into the air like a vulture, swooping down on Nalan who was hiding behind the chainmail soldiers, and even ignored the beacon fire that Guang had just pulled out of the rock wall.

The white wide sleeves suddenly opened, as if opening to the mouth of the largest pit viper, and on the lancet that quickly popped out between the ten fingers, there was a very rare attack magic "bone spear" in the undead magic, so the gray-white illusory skulls actually appeared on the 6 flying knives, which at first glance was simply the standard configuration of the Demon Pavilion's exercises, and of course, it could only be the Demon Pavilion's exercises that were not even in the realm of breaking the Xuan.

Even a helmet made of fine iron can't block the thin blade that flies, the lancet attached to the bone spear has a force as decaying and weak as the undead, the sharp lancet stabbed the chain mail helmet, the rotten power made the iron piece become brittle and easy to break, under the impetus of the magic power, the thin blade made of the same fine iron or even the texture may be better cut through the weakened iron piece, pierced the skull through the helmet, and finally penetrated the entire brain, embedded in the back skull, the power of the undead exploded, and the water and protein in the brain were quickly conscripted and dissolved, making the entire brain shrink。 The six ironclad soldiers in the middle of the road fell silently to the sky, and it was not until they were completely lying on the ground that a thin fountain of blood erupted from the gap in their foreheads.

Silver dust bullied at high speed, his body was fluttering, his hands waved again and again, the lancets attached to the bone spears shot out like flashing predators, some soldiers blocked the flying lancets with Gangfeng and spears, only injured by the huge magic power on them, the flesh and skin shrank, or were directly scratched by the lancet, oozing a little red blood, these soldiers faced the white figure that was approaching quickly but did not exude any might, bravely drummed up the wind, brandished the spear head-on, but in the next second, the black fist of the Demon Cry Slash Fist exploded, and the rate of fire higher than the machine gun blasted out the heavy armor soldiers one after another, or broken bones and tendons, or vomited blood and died, with a cloth body, he forcibly split the jungle of chain mail, penetrated through the defensive front of 55 ironclad warriors, and appeared directly in front of Nalan Zhuang.

"The master of the Demon Pavilion, it's really powerful!" Nalan tried his best to show a solemn and jealous expression on his handsome and delicate face, and the person in front of him made him feel extremely tricky, even if he knew the other party's origins.

Nalan is known as a master of reading the world, but he is only "reading everything" That's it, many times he is peeping in the dark, where do he dare to really fight with the masters of the world, after all, many masters in the world are very temperamental, and when fighting with them, there must be a sense of death, with Nalan's distraction realm, he will not be able to live now if he fights with those masters, so even if he knows that the man in white in front of him is a master of the Demon Pavilion, he basically can't think of any targeted methods, he knows that the masters of the Demon Pavilion like to use hidden weapons, and the power of the ghost is implied in the wind, but what can he do if he knows thisHe had no other way to think about it than to see the true chapter under the Gangfeng, because he was a person who was good at using hidden weapons, and no one in the sky would think that his secret weapons could be used better than those of the Demon Pavilion. In front of this man, he basically has no chance of winning.

Nalan struggled to face the silver dust, clutching the scroll in his hand, he had just taken the opportunity to change a modified volume. He felt cold, a murderous chill in every joint of his body. The enemy in front of him didn't have any divine power in his body, and he was obviously an enemy who couldn't do anything, but he was surrounded by a killing intent, a mysterious and dark magnetic field, this invisible field made him breathless, and his constricted pupils were full of fear.

Compared with the four great generals of the Beacon City, the person in front of him is a real outright monster.

'Are you really from the Demon Chamber?' he asked again. (To be continued.) )