Boom Boom!

The huge bone stick fell, and a human was killed.

Suddenly, everyone panicked and screamed.

Short primitives roared and brandished rudimentary and brutal weapons to attack humanity, which was slaughtered and annihilated.

The destruction continues, the death continues, and one by one humans are killed, without the slightest power to resist.

These primitive humans, low and savage, fast and powerful, with their weak physique, could not resist at all.

Roar!

At this time, a low primitive man attacked Xiang Yu with a bone stick.

The low body of the primitive man is 1.3 meters, dancing with a bone stick about two meters long, and the attack is funny and ridiculous, simple and violent.

Buzzing!

A huge stick smashed down.

Xiang Yu's body deviated slightly, and immediately the bone stick fell in front of him, less than a foot away.

As soon as his mind moved, the space-time godhead immediately sounded, and a Fang Tian painting appeared on the palm of his hand, weighing eighty-one catties.

Fang Tian's halberd, which combines the advantages of the three major weapons of gun, axe and hook, can not only defend, but also stab, pick, chop and chop, and hook, is a sharp weapon used by infantry and cavalry, with great power and intimidating people.

However, the disadvantage is obvious, that is, the functions are complicated, and the requirements for strength and skill are very high.

Those who use Fang Tian's halberd must have great strength and exquisite halberd technique in order to give full play to the advantages of the weapon, and after being proficient, they can compete with heavy weapons, such as bones, hammers, boring, etc. You can also compete with light weapons, spears, guns, and knives.

Historically, the Fang Tian painting halberd is usually a kind of ritual object, which is rarely used in actual combat, but it is not impossible to use in actual combat, and the requirements for users are extremely high.

Brush!

Xiang Yu slashed and killed with a halberd, like an axe, slashing and killing in the air.

The primitive man roared, and the bone rod greeted him.

Bang bang bang!

The huge force impacted, Xiang Yu took a step back, his arm was slightly numb, the tiger's mouth was broken, blood flowed out, and the qi and blood were vibrating violently.

"This primitive man, the strength is a little great, it seems that something is wrong!"

Xiang Yu felt that something was wrong, he was extremely talented, in the mortal period, he had the combat power of a hundred people, and he could lift a thousand catties.

As for the cultivation of the Bull Demon Powerful Fist, his strength has increased significantly, and he already has the power of the three bulls...... Three oxen pull the object, a synthesis of forces.

Even a car, he can lift it.

But in front of this primitive man, he felt a trace of pressure.

"Roar!"

The primitive man roared like a beast, with a wound on the huge bone wand and a troubled arm with a surprised expression.

The next moment, it was another culling.

Kill!

Xiang Yu took one step and urged Fang Tian to draw a sword, like a god of war, and came to kill.

Bang bang bang!

The weapons collided again, and Xiang Yu urged Fang Tian to draw the sword, swinging away the attack of the bone stick, and slashing at the arm of the primitive man along the bone stick.

The primitive man stepped forward again, raised the bone stick in his hand high, and smashed it into Xiang Yu's head.

Bang bang!

The two weapons collided again, and Xiang Yu's body moved, stabbing from the side, so fast that it turned into a silver light, and slashed at the waist of the primitive man.

The primitive man also moved his feet and attacked from another direction.

Both sides are moving their bodies, changing their positions rapidly, and then attacking the enemy with their weapons, the perfect combination of speed and power to show the aesthetics of violence.

Roar!

The primitive man roared, and another primitive man came to kill, forming a tendency to flank.

"That's it, it's a quick fix!"

Xiang Yu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he gave up the competition and entered the life-and-death duel.

Sting!

The pace under his feet was leading, Fang Tian painted the pole moved, slashing towards the neck of the primitive man, the primitive man waved the big stick to resist, and in the thumping sound, the bone stick and Fang Tian painted the pole staggered together.

With the help of the crescent moon, the bone rod was jammed.

With a pull, the bone stick came out of his hand.

The sharp crescent turned into a streamer of light, stabbing from above and down, piercing the neck of the primitive.

A cool feeling came, and the primitive man was stunned, and the severe pain came out and fell to the ground.

Sting!

First kill complete!

Roar!

Another primitive person directly stepped forward and grabbed a car of several thousand catties and threw it at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu waved Fang Tian's painting sword and split the car with one move.

But with the help of this interval, the low primitive man stepped forward quickly, approached Xiang Yu's arms, and stabbed Xiang Yu's heart with a dagger.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

On the battlefield, fighting together, whoever has the longest weapon will have the advantage.

In the same way, once the enemy is close to you, the long weapon cannot be used, but it is not as advantageous as the short weapon.

"Roar!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes, domineering, and he opened his mouth and roared, as if the thunder was ringing, like a tiger roaring.

Suddenly, the momentum of the primitives' impact slowed down, and the momentum was frustrated.

Xiang Yu stepped forward and slammed his left fist on the primitive man's head.

It was like a watermelon bursting, and suddenly the primitive man's head shattered, and he died on the spot, and another primitive man died.

Whew!

Panting slightly, Xiang looked around, just now, it was still quiet and peaceful, and the world was peaceful. The streets were bustling and lively, but now they have become battlefields.

Primitive people are on the move, killing humans.

These primitive bodies are powerful, with a speed of 100 meters and 5 seconds, and a thousand catties of strength, and they are holding ancient weapons, rushing to kill and destroy.

These primitive people, in terms of number, are not many, from their appearance to the present, less than 100 people, but they have caused huge casualties.

In less than a minute, thousands of people died.

The death toll continues to expand.

Roar!

At this time, another primitive man saw Xiang Yu and the two primitive people who were killed on the ground. Immediately, three primitives, running, attacked.

Xiang Yu roared, did not back down, but stepped forward and attacked.

Simple, straightforward, domineering!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

When it comes to war, I have not feared anyone.

Xiang Yu danced with Fang Tian's painting, killing came, clanging, weapons colliding, death continued, about thirty seconds later, the battle was over.

There were three more primitive corpses on the ground.

But the short and fierce battle also greatly consumed Xiang Yu's physical strength, panting slightly, sweating on his body, and vaguely tired.

Brush!

Another primitive man attacked.

It seemed that Xiang Yu was the most powerful, and many primitive people abandoned other human beings, stepped forward directly, and attacked him.

War!

Xiang Yu's body flickered, his back against the wall, and he waited coldly.

It's like encountering a pack of wolves, it's better not to run, the more you run, the faster you die.

When encountering a pack of wolves, it is best to lean against the wall and face the enemy on one side.

Dada!

At this moment, there was a burst sound, which was short and direct.

There was an extra bloody hole on the heads of the two primitives, like blooming flowers, and then their bodies fell and perished.