Pirate's Infinite Wings

These 23 people don't seem to have leaders, but the pace is very consistent. I don't want to talk nonsense anymore.

I got out of the car, flashed the knife, and then killed me one by one, obviously in a posture that wanted my life.

I couldn't clean up the 23 people with my bare hands, so before they could rush to me, I took a step back instead of jumping forward with an arrow.

The first watermelon knife was cut on my neck. In the eyes of the user, the upcoming murder is exciting.

If I beat the blade so hard, even the watermelon knife might lift my head up.

But I stopped suddenly and stopped in front of the cold of the knife, which was a side of the knife that could pass through.

Hugh! The blade was screaming in the air. The man's eyes were startled. He was about to attack with the knife, but I grabbed the man's wrist, and grabbed his wrist with lightning.

Dad! My hand gripped the man's wrist like iron tongs, and turned it vigorously.

The sound of broken bones, the man screamed frantically, and the knife in his hand fell from his weak hand.

I grabbed the watermelon knife that was about to fall in my other hand and kicked him in the chest.

That person was kicked out by me.

But before I could relax, there was some cold light before my eyes. I blinked, and three more people rushed towards me. Three watermelon knives were tilted and killed.

But now I have a weapon in my hand, which is just a piece of cake for me.

But I don't want to cause too much trouble. I use a watermelon knife on my backhand and prepare to use a back knife to deal with the guy.

"Peng".

When a man's watermelon knife was not chopped off in front of me, behind them being blown out, his arm was probably numb because of my powerful strength.

When his weapon fell, I thought it was time for him to take a step back, but he rushed to the other two with his bare hands.

"Don't die" I snorted, and the watermelon knife waved casually in front.

After a while, all three hands were hit by the back of my knife, and it soon became red and swollen, like a red-scaled fish.

In the end, their blade fell from the back of my injured hand with one hand, rolling frantically on the ground.

Although the first four hurriedly lost their combat effectiveness, the remaining dozen people were still not afraid, and rushed over with a gesture that must be killed.

I now wonder if these people were invited by Xu Xun to deal with me.

Their fear of death is like a warrior in a cruel black fist, even though they are too far away from those warriors.

I was holding a watermelon knife in my hand, and I was swimming with a dozen people's swords. I didn't seem to kill people, so I just hit some key parts and made them lose their fighting ability.

Despite this, I still feel very tired. Fortunately, many of them are scared, and some are so scared that they remove the knife or weapon before they get hurt.

But there are exceptions.

I found one of 23 people, a pale young man with a thin body and a pale beard on his lips.

It is also in tatters, wearing a torn white shirt, yellow jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes on its feet.

But the knife in his hand and his eyes are bright.

This made me pay more attention to this young man a few times and did not attack him a few times.

I don't understand why a young man would save his life with a knife.

But this guy didn't seem to see that I was very tolerant of him, and repeatedly hit me on the back with a watermelon knife, but I resolved it easily...