The sound of the head hitting the ground was deafening.

The entire Yangjiabao fell silent at this moment.

Whether it was the Hu people who were slashing with their knives, or the young men who were about to be slashed, they all stared in disbelief at the head on the ground with an iron helmet.

You must know that it is this face, just now he broke the door alone, slashed more than ten people, and rushed into the gun forest The posture is like a tiger entering a flock, and no one can resist the inhuman power.

Can ...... now

"Poof—"

There was another muffled sound, and another Hu Qi was split in half.

The movements of the Hu people stopped, but the big knife that was picked up did not stop.

After slaying the most ferocious-looking armored general, the thick broadsword castrated non-stop, and the three Hu horsemen were cut in half in an instant.

The silence was shattered by the sound of dying screams.

It's just that this time it's no longer the young men in Yangjiabao who are screaming.

At some point, Youqingzhuang had already picked up the wooden spear of his companion and stabbed it into the chest of the vicious rider in front of him.

Then the second and third did the same.

Fourth, fifth......

The Hu people are indeed vicious, they really can't beat the Hu people, and even just a face, they have already collapsed - but now they know that the Hu people are not unkillable, even the most vicious armored Hu general, the inhuman monster that is in the body, can also be killed, and can also be cut off by the head.

If you can be killed, why not kill?

It's a death for yourself horizontally and vertically, and you have to change an enemy to be enough!

"Kill!!"

I don't know who first shouted this sentence.

But soon, more and more people shouted.

"Kill !!"

The young men of Yangjiabao are killing, and the Hu people with scimitars and bones are also killing, at this moment, everyone has already killed their red eyes, and they just want to kill all the enemies in front of them as soon as possible.

And among them, Du Chengfeng is the one who kills the fastest.

He did unconsciously boost the morale of the young men of Yangjiabao by killing the armored Hu generals with his own hands, but at this moment, he really couldn't maintain any consciousness anymore - before he slashed that knife, he had already killed several Hu Qi in a row, and when the blade passed through the body and blood was sprinkled on the knife, he had never been so happy.

And after slashing out that knife and slashing the armor-clad general, there was a more refined evil qi that poured into his mind.

At present, it is no longer a question of relying on firm reason to stop the evil qi from pouring into his mind, but a question of whether his whole person will be blown up by the evil qi on the spot. The cold aura had already flowed through his limbs, and had even spilled over the big sword.

Something formless and disembodied wrapped between the blades, wrapped in the fresh or dried blood, made the already heavy blade even more terrifying.

It is also more deadly.

At this moment, Du Chengfeng couldn't tell the difference, whether he was wielding the knife, or the knife was waving him, the big knife in his hand and the whole person had already been completely indistinguishable from each other, and the method of using this big knife, the pig killing knife method that had been practiced countless times in his mind, had been completely reflected in him at this moment.

Only this time it wasn't pigs that were killed, but people.

It's much easier to kill a pig than to kill a pig.

When the pig sees the knife, it will run, it will run all over the ground, and it must be tied with a rope to ensure that the pig will not break free, so that the pig can be killed with a knife.

But the Hu people in front of him don't have this wisdom.

They stared at their crimson eyes, picked up their scimitars and bones and rushed over, Du Chengfeng could understand that they wanted to kill themselves. But the distance that was too close also brought them into the range of the broadsword.

He didn't even need to take the initiative to chase after him, he just had to wait where he was, and those Hu people would rush in front of him.

And he, all he needs to do is pick up the knife.

"Hum—"

A hammered knife slashed through the necks of the Hu people in front of him, but the heavy big knife looked extremely light at the moment, and the big knife did not cut or cut, but wandered between the bones.

A single knife slashed, and even left only a trace of blood on everyone's neck.

This is something that even the original owner of this big knife, Yang Hu and Yang Fat, couldn't do.

Only Du Chengfeng, who once incarnated as a big knife and carried many killing memories, could achieve this ultimate ease.

With another swing of the knife, Du Chengfeng felt as if he was stepping on the clouds, and the dried blood stains on the big knife in his hand gradually bloomed with some weird brightness.

A knife that also breathes?

Perhaps.

Just because, Du Chengfeng had already felt that his breathing rate had completely overlapped with the big knife in his hand.

They don't distinguish between each other.

"More, more ......"

While muttering to himself, Du Chengfeng waved the big knife.

Not enough, far from enough, but these are not enough, he and the knife in his hand have to kill more people, and see more blood. It's just that this amount is not even comparable to the first time he killed someone, the people in the Assassin's Mansion were much more than the people who rushed in front of him now.

Too little, too little.

And as he swung the knife again and again, there were even fewer of those who could stand in front of him.

This couldn't help but make Du Chengfeng more and more hungry.

He was hungry, or rather, the knife was hungry, but that amount simply didn't satisfy their appetite. It takes more, it needs more, they need more to keep growing, they need more blood, more lives, they need to move forward.

In a trance, Du Chengfeng stepped forward.

This time, it seems that people and pigs are no different. Like pigs that weren't tied up, the people in sight were running away in panic, trying to get away from him with the big knife - but that didn't matter to Du Chengfeng, he knew how to catch up with those people as fast as he could, after all, they couldn't be as fast as a four-legged pig.

But at this time, Du Chengfeng suddenly saw that there was someone who was not afraid of death and stopped in front of him.

"Are you...... Carpenter Lee? ”

Seeing the figure in front of him clearly, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but be stunned.

"You're not dead, are you?"

"Brother Du! Wake up! ”

Although there were already two wars, and even feces and urine flowed together, Carpenter Li, who was holding a wooden spear, still gritted his teeth and looked at Du Chengfeng's eyes.

"Brother Du, you are injured...... You can't fight anymore! ”

"Hurt? Where did I get hurt? I didn't even get ...... at all."

Before he finished speaking, Du Chengfeng suddenly felt dizzy.

Immediately afterward, the huge figure fell into the mountain of corpses under his feet.