Zhang Chu led the horse and walked gently through the long street.

Behind him was another place of corpses......

Having slaughtered so many people, he didn't have any sense of revenge in his heart.

Or blocked.

It's like there's a big invisible hand, clutching his heart!

The old lady's voice and smile still appeared in front of his eyes.

But the man is gone......

There will never be anyone again, standing at the door of the house on a snowy night, waiting for him to come home.

No one will ever see him out of the house worriedly, and tell him not to use knives and guns with others.

He's gone......

His hand holding the knife tightened and tightened, his knuckles turned white from too much force, and crimson blood poured from his palm into the shocking clouds as if he didn't want money, and the shocking clouds continued to let out a low knife groan.

"Come to think of it, there must not be enough people killed!"

He forced his composure to whisper to himself.

He didn't know that there was more bloodshot in his eyes.

He got on his horse and rode toward the center of the city.

Today is not a day off.

Officials in AllBright are all going to work as usual.

Jintianfu is a master of one stone, and the county government occupies nine buckets.

The fighting there must be the most tragic place in the entire AllHeaven.

It is also the decisive battlefield of this AllBright offensive and defensive battle!

......

The long street in front of the county government temple is already overcrowded.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry with black flags and black armor.

The city guards of the Red Banner and Red Armor.

There are also handymen who catch heads and catch soaps, as well as the major official residences located in the center of the city, the slaves of the rich families, and the caretakers, etc., all crowded together on this long street to fight.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry had already broken through the defensive formation of the city guards, and the two sides were killed together.

Fortunately, the gap between the Great Departure and the Northern Barbarians is huge, so they are not afraid of accidentally injuring friendly troops.

Not to mention, the foul smell of livestock manure, fur and body odor on the Northern Barbarians is enough to make all the Great Departures close their eyes and not cut the wrong person.

On the steps in front of the county government's residence.

Hou Juntang, who was dressed in fiery red armor, was holding a straight-backed broad-bladed war knife and fighting with a seven-rank barbarian general.

His knife skills are simple and rigorous, with few tricks, and he has both offense and defense.

The seven-pin barbarian general was dressed in jet-black chain mail, holding a single-hook gun, with fierce marksmanship, and he did not fall behind in the fight with Hou Juntang.

The fight between the two did not make earth-shattering sounds, nor did there be any strange light and shadow, it seemed that it was simply you coming and going.

But around the battle group where the two were fighting, not a single soldier dared to approach!

"Bang. ”

A single-hook spear like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter pierced the air and landed on the steps.

The steps polished with fine bluestone strips looked like tofu, and a hole the size of a basin was smashed by a single hook gun on the spot.

Hou Juntang took advantage of the situation and slashed at the face door of the barbarian general.

The brute raised his single-hook gun and blocked the broad-bladed sword.

In the next second, the two legs collided violently.

"Bang. ”

In the muffled sound of air explosion, Hou Juntang and the barbarian were separated by a mistake, and they were both panting violently.

......

It's close.

It's close.

The sound of fighting is getting closer.

Zhang Chu took off the wine gourd from his waist, opened the mouth of the gourd with his thumb, raised his head and poured the remaining half of the gourd into his abdomen in one go.

"Smack. ”

The wine gourd exploded in Zhang Chu's palm.

The hot and intense heat began to surge inside him.

It was like the murderous intent that began to explode in his heart.

He slashed the horse's ass with a blank slash.

The war horse was in pain, neighed, and galloped forward like crazy.

"Da Da Da ......"

The crazy war horse, carrying the crazy Zhang Chu, loaded into the crowd that could not be cleared.

Zhang Chu waved the shocking clouds and slashed the shirtless Northern Barbarians one by one and exploded on the spot.

"The people in AllHeaven, they're all dead!"

He roared with a hideous face as he went on a killing spree.

Driven by the blood qi, his voice rolled like a wave, and it actually suppressed the boiling fighting on the long street.

Half the street was watching him.

The people on the side of Jintianfu, those who knew him, naturally did not dare to stand in his way.

People who don't recognize him, seeing him like a melon chopping and chopping vegetables, will of course make way for him.

And many Northern Barbarian cavalry, seeing Zhang Chu slashing his companions like slaughtering livestock, roared "Ula" and "Ula" and pounced on him.

For a while, I don't know how many spears, scimitars, and arrows were handed to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu didn't care at all, just urged the war horse under his crotch to move forward, and continued to let go of the killing.

The spear stabbed at him, and the head of the spear snapped.

The scimitar slashed at him, and the blade curled.

The arrow hit him with precision and swung straight away.

It was the Northern Barbarian cavalry that surrounded him.

The hand was broken.

The skull flew.

Half of my body is gone.

He was like an invulnerable peerless killing god, brutally smashing out a piece of severed limbs and corpses, and forcibly killing out of the encirclement.

The poor Northern Barbarian war horse, carrying Zhang Chu into the crowd and moving forward three times, with countless wounds in his body, finally fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

At the moment when the war horse fell, Zhang Chu jumped up and smashed into a group of northern barbarians who had no war horses and were fighting with the surrounding Jintianfu City guards with their backs, and directly stepped on one person into a ball of meat sauce when he landed, followed by a night battle Bafang Tibetan knife style, his body was like a ballet, and he rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in place.

"Poof, poof. ”

The shocking cloud was incomparably sharp, driven by his huge force, it was like a meat grinder, and all the Northern Barbarians within five feet around him were cut in half in an instant!

When the martial arts reach the eighth grade, killing people is really as simple as killing chickens!

"Who can kill me!"

In the rain of blood, Zhang Chu frantically raised his knife and roared in the sky.

Killing these miscellaneous soldiers, the blood qi consumption rate is far from keeping up with the recovery speed.

New blazing heat was still flowing out of his lower abdomen, merging into the heat that had accumulated in his body, and the huge blazing heat had nowhere to vent, constantly whistling and whistling, as if it was about to burst him.

If you don't go crazy, you won't survive!

"Ulla!"

It seems that he is too pretending, which has attracted the dissatisfaction of the Northern Barbarian masters, and with a thunderous shout, Zhang Chu felt a black head on his head, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a burly figure, smashing a big gun at him.

In a hurry, Zhang Chu couldn't sense that this burly figure was a few products.

But it doesn't matter.

Give it a try and find out!

With a wave of shocking clouds, he forcibly burst out all the blood qi in his body and slashed out.

Crimson energy erupted from the startling clouds, and it was more than a foot long!

This is definitely the pinnacle of Zhang Chu's sword since he learned martial arts!

The burly Northern Barbarian was not afraid, picked up the big gun, burst out with a black energy, and smashed at Zhang Chu's knife.

The two energies intersect.

The crimson qi was like a bamboo, splitting the jet black energy, rolling upside down, sweeping from the crotch of the burly figure to the top of his head.

"Smack. ”

A moment ago, the burly figure of the mountain tiger, which was still fierce, was split in mid-air and flew towards both sides.

The blood fell like a pouring rain, smashing blood flowers on Zhang Chu's bald head.

Zhang Chu: ????

With the momentum he had just now, Zhang Chu thought that even if this guy was not a king, at least he was gold.

Unexpectedly, he was not even level thirty.