Seeing Morris rushing towards the crowd, several bold werewolves immediately waved their chain hammers and stepped forward to stop them, but the female knight was holding back her anger at this time, and when she saw someone in front of her, she didn't care about it, and she swung her sword and slashed it, until the war horse under her crotch stopped due to exhaustion of inertia, and behind her was a mutilated corpse lying on the ground, and the spilled blood even absorbed the grass to saturation and began to flow on the ground.

Ignoring the werewolf Morris who had been killed and turned the horse's head with a sharp pull, but what she saw made her even more angry, and the barbarian was not idle in the interval between her killing dozens of werewolves, holding a five-meter-long riding spear that set off a terrifying whirlwind of flesh and blood in the siege of the Crusaders and Paladins.

With their superior fighting skills, the losses of the Holy Knights were still acceptable, but the Crusaders, who were also heavily armoured, suffered heavy casualties.

Every swing of the lance took at least one life, and what made Maurice's teeth crack even more was the corpse of a crusader hanging from the heavy lance that was fluttering and folded, and the barbarian grabbed the lance and stabbed her comrade again and again, as if out of sight.

"The barbarian dares!"

Maurice was really enraged, since joining the army, she has gone through dozens of battles to help His Majesty conquer a large territory from the hands of the collapsed Mudran Dynasty, but even when fighting the most terrible necromantic legions, she has never seen such a fierce and savage warrior, with swords, axes, swords, and shields as if she didn't feel it, and only with a rush of blood to tear apart and kill all the enemies in front of her.

Under Maurice's control, the horses under her began to accelerate again, and the heavy iron hooves splashed countless blood and water all the way, but the werewolf warriors did not dare to stop them anymore, and when she rushed back to her own army, the crusaders who had surrounded the Haghri triple and the outer triple in the middle immediately made a passage for her like a tide.

"Die!"

With this explosion, Morris's body jumped high from the horse's back, and then held the sword in both hands, and the golden fighting energy around his body swelled and slashed towards the top of Haag's head in anger.

"Get out of here!"

Haag, who was on the rise of the killing, felt the strong wind behind him, and suddenly let out a roar, and the heavy cavalry spear slammed into a black arc in the air and smashed it behind him, and a crusader could not dodge and was immediately cut open by the sharp tip of the spear, and the red blood immediately broke through the blockade of the muscles and sprayed out wildly.

The black iron arc and the golden sword blade collided fiercely in the air, but in the next second, Morris's wrist suddenly dragged down a few more points, and the huge cutting force cut into the pitch-black gun.

In the face of Morris's attack, Haag did not dodge at all, he threw the remaining half of the cavalry spear at the knight who wanted to sneak up on him from the right side, and directly smashed the opponent from the horse, after spurting blood and falling to the ground, a pair of bull's eyes glared at Morris, and met the falling sword with the steel shield in his hand, and then smashed the plump chest of the female knight with his right hand that was clenched into a fist.

Haag's contempt made Morris feel an unprecedented humiliation, you must know that she is a tenth-level paladin, her golden fighting spirit has long been transformed, and she still holds the famous fierce soldier "Black Devil" in her hands, this barbarian dares to use a lose-lose style against her with his bare hands, and I don't know that the sky and the earth cannot be used to describe the arrogance of the enemy.

Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!

In the previous brief contact, she already knew that the enemy in front of her was not as reckless as it seemed, and there were probably more hidden backhands behind this punch, and once she changed her moves because she didn't want to fight to the death, she would most likely fall into the endless storm of counterattacks.

When the punch reached the body, Morris gathered all the fighting energy of his body in his chest, but the strength of his hand did not decrease at all, this desperate attack may make her seriously injured, vomit blood, and break her sternum, but the other party will die, and she has already made a decision in her heart.

The cold blade sliced through the barbarian's skin, muscles, and veins without hindrance, and Morris could even feel the slight vibration of the blood flowing on the blade, but what she didn't expect was that the barbarian's thick shoulder bones blocked her blade for a moment, causing the sword momentum that should continue to cut the arteries until the great head flew into the air with a delay of a few tenths of a second.

It was this delay of a few tenths of a second, and Haag's fist slammed into Morris's chest.

A huge force that Morris had never imagined before suddenly poured into her body through the fist against her chest, and at that moment her body seemed to be placed in a huge and crazy spinning meat grinder, and all her internal organs and blood vessels and bones were torn with force.

A cobweb-like crack spread rapidly around her sternum, and a mouthful of blood rushed down her throat with an indescribable pain, and then squirted wildly into Haag's face in an unstoppable motion.

Almost subconsciously, the moment Morris flew out upside down, he dragged the blade down with force, so when her blood began to spill in the air, a terrifying cut several feet long also appeared on Haag's body.

From his left shoulder to his right abdomen, a trace of black gas covered the rolled flesh and made the wound unable to heal, and the blood gushing out made him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

However, the battle did not end with Maurice's exit, and the Holy Knights and Crusaders, who had been eyeing him all along, saw Haag punch their general and immediately rushed back to his body, three spears stabbed into his body from the left and right sides, and five long swords slashed at his back shoulder through the gaps in the rifles.

In the chaos, Hag turned around angrily and stretched out his arms to grab and pull hard, and the two heavy riding spears were caught under his ribs, and then with the inertia of this pull, his head rose slightly to dodge the third riding spear that stabbed him in the throat, and then hit the edge of the riding spear with a hammer, and the huge countershock force made the knight on the horse numb and almost got out of his hand, but then in this moment, Hag suddenly burst out with a roar of arm power, and his body even rose a few points in the blood-red light.

"Come down to Lao Tzu!"

With this roar, the two holy knights who were struggling to recapture their spears were actually lifted off their horses, and the armor that was draped weighed thousands of pounds was pulled out of a semicircle in the air and smashed into the crusaders behind.

Haag did not stop at the first blow, his hands slipped back and tightly grasped the grip of the cavalry spear, and then rushed into the enemy group like a mad tiger, two cavalry spears five meters long and weighing hundreds of pounds were used as iron rods in his hands, and countless blood and wails between the horizontal and vertical slashes were intertwined into a feast of death.

When Morris struggled to get up from the bloody ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, a circular vacuum appeared within twenty meters of Haag's body, and the red blood kept dripping down his hair, forehead, and chin, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his own or the enemy's, and the wound on his chest that was several feet long was like an open and hideous mouth at this time, constantly devouring the blood flowing around him, and even the black qi that swirled around the wound showed a dark red demonic color because of the heavy killing.

An ownerless war horse stood silently behind him.

Although the riding spears in both hands had been smashed by him to bend, and even the muscles of his body were trembling at a frequency visible to the naked eye, the burning battle intent in Haag's eyes was terrifying even for the farthest holy knights, and with a bang, he discarded the two damaged riding spears, and then picked up a chain hammer from the ground at random, pressed the saddle lightly with his right hand, and then lightly touched the ground with both feet, and the whole body fell heavily on the horse's back, he pointed the chain hammer in his hand at Maurice who was glaring at him in the distance, and then opened his lips.

"Who else?"

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