"Straight thief!" The handle of the old three-winged tiger Changpu knife was inserted in the soft sand, and he touched the blood stains on his face, and looked at the station just now, the goods of more than 20 cars were gone, and dozens of slaves all died in the landslide.

The second child was also out of breath, looking at a few guards around him who escaped with their hands and feet, like a lost dog, shouting: "Damn, what is the boss doing, this time it's a big game, stealing chickens doesn't make a counter-erosion of rice, and if you want to intercept and kill but delay the trip, you will reimburse the caravan for a ......."

"Really, that's a good feeling!" A big killing weapon stabbed silently, directly piercing the second child's chest.

Yihu Lao's second Yishi Tiger looked at the few cold thorns that suddenly appeared on his chest with disbelieving eyes, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding blood blisters, but he couldn't say a word.

The old three-winged Kuihu realized that something was wrong, and the hired guards surrounded him not to care, but to beat the water dogs, and instinctively dodged the weapons of several hired guards, but he was empty-handed, and the simple knife inserted in the ground was pulled up by a hired guard, and he threw it hard, and threw it into the bottom of the cliff on the side of the road.

They are all masters of death battles, and the hired guards will never give the old three-winged tiger any chance, and the sneak attack is with a connection that blocks him from the weapon.

Throwing weapons into the cliff is even more troublesome, and it is easier to deal with the empty-handed Winged Tiger than to deal with the weapon.

After killing people, the grass must be eradicated, and the big killing weapon is five handles and ten square blades, and after the raid and assassination of the second child, he immediately killed the guards of several winged tiger caravans.

The guards of several Winged Tiger caravans knew that they were invincible, but they had no choice, so they fought hard, because they knew that this place was not subject to surrender, and they had done it before, and when they killed those caravans, there were many people who surrendered and were still killed alive by themselves. Avoiding future troubles is the most basic rule of survival in this wasteland.

No one can afford the danger and worry of a knife suddenly appearing in the back, and it is difficult to survive in the wasteland!

Rewarding a lot of bravery, explosive strength, and being able to become the leader of more than 20 sword-licking blood-sucking hired guards naturally has his own housekeeping skills. The dance of the big killing weapon in his hand is impenetrable, although one person fights a few desperate guards, but it also has the upper hand, and the attack range of the big killing weapon traps a few people, allowing a few winged tiger guards to rush left and right, but it is getting tighter and tighter.

After a while, a scream was heard, and the arm of one of the hired guards was cut, and a stream of blood spurted out, and the guard's defenses suddenly became porous.

Just when Xiang Duoyong saw the opportunity and was about to break through, he didn't expect that the guards of the winged tiger behind him directly pushed the injured person behind him, pushing the person over and directly pounced on the blade of his big killing weapon.

Anyone can sacrifice the disability to protect this trick, and the injured person can't blame anyone for being pushed from the back by his own people, and he can only blame himself for his lack of martial arts.

The guards who were pushed from behind by their own brother to the blade of the big killing weapon not only did not resent their own team members, but at the moment of death, they exploded with combat power, opened their thick arms, and hugged them in a circle.

Xian Duoyong was not flustered, his arms were bent, his muscles bulged, he quickly changed the third handle, pressed down hard, and then struggled to pick up and break!

The guard who was pushed out and blocked his killing weapon with his chest was directly crushed, and the dead body was broken into five pieces, which were separated and shot out, and a blood mist pounced on several guards instead.

At the moment when the blood mist confused several guards, Xiang Duoyong rotated to the fifth handle again, released the blade light skyrocketed, and stabbed obliquely into it, only to see that the blood mist became thicker and thicker, and a few screams came, and the door of the defense suddenly opened.

The big killer suddenly recovered, the left and right hands held the second and fourth handles, twisted left and right, and the big killing weapon was suddenly divided into two, and then the big killing weapon was suddenly divided into two, and then the whole person bowed his head and drilled, the weapon opened the way, and he pierced into the thick blood mist, and the blood mist suddenly soared, and the blood mist continued to fly tightly to the limbs of the human body.

By the time he shook his body, the big killing weapon had already been combined into one, and he didn't stop at all, and went directly to hide in the east, and the winged tiger who had already suffered many scars attacked.

The old three-winged Kui Hu, surrounded and killed by more than a dozen hired guards with his bare hands, was in danger, dodged left and right, and was slashed from time to time.

At this time, Xiang Duoyong joined in with a big killing weapon, raising his hand was a fatal killing move, Yi Kuihu couldn't dodge, let out a scream, looked down, a rib was broken, half of the mouth was exposed, and blood donation mixed with this foam gushed out.

Under the severe pain, the winged tiger slid out, met a guard, his eyes exploded, and a mouthful of blood spit out head-on, taking advantage of the mercenary guard's head to dodge, he snatched the ice blade, slapped it with a backhand, and slashed at the neck of the hired guard, and then inserted it with a knife, inserted it into the abdomen of the hired guard, and the person took the knife to pick it, and directly broke the intestines and hung the stomach, so that he died.

The Winged Tiger brothers are really brave, and they can still kill a hired guard under such serious injuries, which has to impress these people.

Jingguan Yikuihu is now single-handed, but more than a dozen hired guards are not afraid, and it is already nine times out of ten that a leader will participate in the battle and kill him. Moreover, this madman has been seriously injured, and a bloody mouth under his ribs is constantly bubbling outward, and his qi and blood value are dropping rapidly.

Yi Kuihu jumped out of the circle, holding a single knife, his eyes were red, and he saw that Xiang Duoyong and a dozen hired guards didn't know how to chase after him, but stood in a fan shape with extreme calmness, looking at himself colorlessly, as if he was about to die.

It's over! Yi Kuihu watched the last slave kneeling on the ground with his legs, easily killed by a hired guard, looking at the corpse of the second brother, touching a handful of blood that kept flowing out of the abdominal cavity, putting it in his mouth and licking it, with a roar, he did not retreat but advanced, carrying a single knife to kill a bunch of hired guards in a fan-shaped formation.

The blood of the green hat of the reward Duoyong suddenly flourished, the muscles and bones of the whole body gurgled, and the large muscles quickly burst up, as if the whole person suddenly became much taller, and the five ten-sided blade killing weapons in his hands suddenly soared, like a meat grinder, colliding with force.

The half-blooded Winged Tiger was like a single sword, like a leaf in an ocean, and was knocked away like an arrow, and a huge flesh and blood body suddenly fell into the strangulation of the big killing weapon.

There was a pop of bones, and only a hairy human head rolled to the side.

Xiang Duoyong strode forward, bent down to pick up the human head, lifted the messy hair, and saw the round human head with a pair of eyes open, and laughed: "Grass mud horse, a caravan dares to mess with grandpa, hired guards are so easy to provoke, come, grandpa let you see who is the hero." ”

A dozen or so hired guards pounced on a few struggling hunters and lone wanderers like arrows, and when they passed by the loose merchant who was crawling on the ground and wailing in pain, they broke up their heads with a single sword.

A few wild hunters and lone wanderers, Puff Tom Tom immediately knelt down, kowtowed like pounding garlic, took out all the money and put it on the ground, and shouted loudly for Grandpa to spare his life.

The old man, Baba, hurriedly stopped the two hired guards from going to kill the two guards and slaves of the Aura caravan.

The surviving Aura caravan guards and slaves immediately knelt down for Baba and swore allegiance to him.

After hiring a guard to kill a lone wanderer, the old man Baba stopped the continued killing, and hurriedly stepped on his back to reward Duoyong, bent down and squeezed out a smile and said: "Don't kill it yet, let them dig up the buried goods and money, but it's worth silver......"

Xiang Duoyong carried the head of the Winged Tiger, nodded, and looked at the piles of falling rocks, at least a hundred thousand taels of silver were buried below.

The mercenaries who were supposed to be killed, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and even a witness wanted to kill suddenly understood that the purpose of killing was to make a fortune, and who would dig up the buried treasures and goods after killing all the people?

A few people who survived the knife crawled directly to Baba's feet, and promised to swear to join Baba's caravan, and even some lone wanderers wanted to sign a contract of sale.

Baba instantly smiled with chrysanthemums on his face, and his Baba caravan suddenly grew and became a medium-sized caravan.

The blood of the green hat was still hot, and there was a green light in his eyes, and he strode in front of the surprised spring flower, put the head of the Winged Kui Tiger on a boulder, smoothed the hair of the human head, and revealed a pair of blood-red eyes of the dead Wing Kui Tiger.

Then he hugged Chunhua, and laughed at the dead eyes of the Winged Tiger: "Straight mother thief! Come on, grandpa told you to see what my woman tastes like!"

When Chunhua saw the terrifying dead head, she was already frightened and trembling, like a meat ban in the arms of her uncle.

Killed all the opponents, the wasteland is invincible, in addition to the green hat blood, Reward Duoyong A sense of the greatest self of the world, while laughing loudly, he tore Chunhua's shirt.

There was no wrap in underwear, and the moment the outer garment was torn, the clothes bounced out, almost hitting the nose of the laughing and rewarding Dayong.

"Oni!" the eldest uncle bowed his head, and at the same time his hands burst into the spring flowers, and in the mountains, the wheat color was suddenly exposed to the strong and plump and attractive body, like the fragrant body of the peach when it was ripe.

He felt extremely inflated, as if he was going to snap, and he had never been so angry.

Pulling Chunhua, pressing on the huge rock, lifted Chunhua's smooth and firm thighs, stared at the dead head of the Winged Kui Tiger with red eyes on the boulder, his face was full of blue tendons, and he smiled fiercely: "Look, Wing Kui Tiger, you are here to see! This skin is smooth or not, and this thigh is smooth or not." ”

While shouting at the dead man's head, he poured the green hat's blood to the extreme, and lifted the ...... of Chunhua's dress.

In the distance, when the old man saw such a strange scene, he laughed instead of anger, shook his head and began to command his new men and slaves to dig up the buried goods.

More than a dozen hired guards also smiled and joined in the excavation commanded by Baba, and after a while, there was the sound of Chunhua's ah-ah-wow-ah-Jiao and the shouts and chirpings of 'Aunt and Auntie' from the big boulder.