Here Lies The Wicked

The Barathon Butcher is about to strike back... Pfft!

The sound of the separation of the flesh, a human head flies out.

Blood cloud three knives! Bloodshed!

Fang retracted the knife and looked at the body of the Barathon butcher without his head. Everything was quiet.

No noise in the ears.

“Idiot! ”

“Without your head, I wouldn't believe you'd be born again! ”

“For that matter, you dare call the butcher! ”

There is no real immortal body in this world.

Even the mythical gods are dead, let alone mortals.

Immortality, in relative terms.

Boom!

Barathon's butcher's headless body fell straight on his back, and the blood sprayed from the broken neck like a fountain, quickly forming a blood pocket underneath him.

Around for a while, the crows were silent, they were watching the noise, they wanted to see how courageous the Asian yellow-skinned man was, they dared to challenge the Barathon butcher with the nickname of the Nordic butcher... but the only thing they didn't expect was that the battle ended so quickly, they actually split the Barathon butcher with his immortal body with one knife!

Without a knife, the Barathon butcher was beheaded.

The angle of the knife just now is too strange, completely breaking the limit of the human movement, they think carefully, if they stand at the Barathon butcher's angle, they may not be able to make timely and effective blocking action to block the other party's strange angle of the knife.

But the reason Barathon Butcher really failed is not here!

It's because not many people can see the speed of the knife!

They seemed to have the illusion that the Asian man's knife speed had suddenly increased, which was why the Barathon butchers couldn't react and were knifed for a second.

SPECIAL SOUL QI +1 FROM BLACK PAPER.

The square directly destroys the unusual objects of evil, darkness and decadence.

The other spectators at this moment frowned in the face of the protrusion of the foreign army.

Because nobody at the site thought the Barathon butcher would die so fast.

Square will win so easily.

Weird blade angle, sudden blade speed increases by a slice, double blocking all retreats for Barathon Butcher.

Fang poses a threat to them.

Fang Zheng's battle became famous in World War I.

……

Fang looked around the people, he saw these people just to look around, didn't mean to do anything, and he didn't put his mind on these people anymore.

He looked down at the wrong silver knife in his hand.

“Looks like we need to find another century-old ghost as soon as possible to restore the proprietary combat skills on the wrong silver knife...”

Just now, Fang Zheng's knife speed improved because he resolutely used the proprietary tactics on the wrong silver knife.

Instant burst speed!

Although the rate of the instant outbreak is very weak, less than 3%, but it is a thousand miles from the difference between the masters!

Not to mention the fact that the party has always practiced martial arts without letting go of its own strength.

Speed is power! Even if the speed of a plain sheet of paper is reaching the extreme, you can cut hard steel!

At this moment, to say that the mood contrast is the biggest, there are no more than three Reed, the three nose and blue face stood still, silly eyes.

They still can't believe what a horrible scene they see!

The captain who brought them horrible psychological stress, he was knifed for a second?

One moment they were surprised to think the captain could avenge them, but the next they saw the captain dead, killed alive in front of them, and the lips and cheeks of the three were pale and pale.

At this time, when the Barathon butcher was killed, the rest of his men had scattered away as birds and beasts, but only the three of them, with their cold hands and feet standing in place, did not dare to escape.

Because they sensed a brisk breath that kept them locked in place.

They're locked in by Fangzheng's air engine!

They're not going anywhere!

“You three, come here.” Fang was walking into the house to examine the injuries on behalf of Heiner, who spoke coldly to the three Reed before entering the house.

The troika of nasal blue-faced swelling such as mourning, the expression on his face is worse than crying, trembling back into the house.

“From today onwards, the three of you are now my prisoners, and the prisoners should be ready to take care of their food and live.” Fang was checking the wounds on several people in Heiner. They were all scary skin wounds watching the skin bloom. The spirit of Fordyne was intense and intense, and the rest of the time could be improved.

Next, Heiner is asking them to stay and take care of their injuries. After they stabilize, he has some questions to ask them.

……

Sunset Yuhui, gradually sprinkled this surface of tranquillity, the peaceful village of "Taoyuan outside the world”.

After a day, no one came looking for Fang Zheng's trouble. Fang Zheng Zheng's nest was safe and sound.

In addition to saving lives, Fang took the risk of saving Heiner's people this time in order to kill the threat, while at the same time in Fudi Liwei.

Levitra's purpose is twofold.

The first is to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future.

Secondly, what he lacks most now is information about the village, and useful information is in the hands of all the major forces. That's why he wanted to reach out to the top of all the major forces in this crude way, and thus get more information.

However, none of the parties took the initiative to reach out to the top of the major forces during this day. His aim of demonstrating realism had been achieved, and he was confident that in order to find a way into the mountains it would not be long before those forces joined forces once.

And all he had to do was wait patiently.

If the major forces want to join forces, they will certainly look for all the forces they can join together to increase the probability of finding a way into the mountains.

In the evening.

One of the three men looked upwards and didn't dare look upwards and say that Heiner's injuries had stabilized and that Heiner wanted to see him.

Fang remembers this man, as if it were Oliver.

When Fang was following Oliver into the house, he saw Heiner, Lyla, the black witch Charnon and several others. He got up from the bed so hard that he got involved in the wound, the wound collapsed, and the simple bandage cut into the cloth quickly stained red blood.

But they still stood up, and the north was doing a very solemn gift, one after the other, and they had saved them twice, and they seemed to be dragging them down, and nothing could help them, but to express their gratitude and gratitude through practical action.

After finally appeasing the sentiments of Heiner, the party was beginning to ask Heiner how they escaped from the cannibal lake, the abandoned temple of the deserted mountains, and finally how could they be captured?

Where are the others?

There were so many people entering Fortune, how could there be less than a dozen of them left?