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Chapter 1649 Tibetan Demon(1/2)

quiet.

A sudden scene left the audience silent.

Dao looked at the headless corpse in horror, and the blood fountain sprayed was more like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's eyes hard.

Bang!

Gululu...

The head fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

But it became the only voice in the audience.

Next second.

"Kill him!"

A roar suddenly exploded in the barbarian.

Instantly.

Seven or eight savage men rushed towards Chen Dong with ferocious faces.

On the contrary, the few savage men closest to Chen Dong were stunned when they witnessed the scene where Chen Dong waved his sword and took action just now.

These barbarians were all Rongwu people from the foreign barbarians. Chen Dong waved his sword and showed his terrifying strength far exceeding the villagers present.

Capture the king first to capture the thief!

It is truth everywhere.

"Be careful!"

The old woman shouted in fear.

The words have not ended.

Buzz!

A strong wind suddenly rose from Chen Dong's feet.

Chen Dong shook his body, like crazy thunder, waved his hatchet and directly faced the savage man who was rushing towards him.

The sword lights and the strong wind whistles.

In the sight of everyone, Chen Dong shook his body, and several afterimages appeared behind him.

Every time you swing the knife and every strong wind blows, it will be accompanied by a scream.

In the blink of an eye.

All seven or eight barbarians who rushed towards Chen Dong stopped in place, and Chen Dong was like a ghost, standing directly outside the encirclement formed by the barbarians.

Puff...Puff...

In the silence, the sound of wounds cracking on the necks of savage men seemed particularly clear.

Clusters of blood spurted out.

Several savages fell to the ground at the same time, their chests fluctuated violently, and they made a "hoho" sound from their mouths and noses. They died completely without struggling for a few seconds.

Everything is between breathing.

It was only when the body fell to the ground that everyone suddenly woke up.

Fear, like a tide, instantly swallowed everyone present.

Is this... really a human?

Fear filled the air, and everyone present looked at Chen Dong's eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

Gurgling...gurgling...

The blood flowing from the neck of the corpse gathered into a piece, following the low-lying area, gathered at Chen Dong's feet.

Chen Dong looked down at the red blood under his feet, and the blood in his eyes became even more intense. However, when he raised his eyes again, the blood was completely restrained, and there was only the darkness and depth that was as dark as a black hole.

Buzz!

With a swaying figure, Chen Dong held the hatchet, like a god of death, and pounced on the barbarian again.

Screams, screams...

The audience exploded instantly.

The villagers retreated in panic and staggered.

The barbarians were even more like ghosts and gods, and they didn't even have the idea of ​​resisting, and they all scattered like birds and beasts.

Throwing his helmet and getting rid of his armor, fleeing in fear.

But Chen Dong was like a ghost, and the hatchet in his hand seemed to have become a sickle of the God of Death. Wherever he passed, accompanied by screams, corpses of barbarians fell in a pool of blood.

massacre!

One-sided slaughter!

The bloody scene made all the villagers stunned.

A chill ran straight from the soles of my feet to the sky spirit cover!

The bloody courage that the barbarians had previously aroused when they entered the village was now witnessing Chen Dong harvesting the lives of the barbarians, and they were also watered coldly.

"This, is this Yan Luo's life-seeking?"

"Where did he come out? Oh my God, we were actually thinking about driving him away just now!"

"Old ancestors are here, I actually saw the barbarian so embarrassed and helpless!"

...

The sounds of gasping in the cold air came one after another among the villagers.

No one sympathized with the massacre that the barbarians had encountered at this moment, and even felt a sense of pleasure of being angry.

The people on the border of the Northern Region have endured oppression and crushing by the barbarians outside the region for many years. The deep blood hatred accumulated over thousands of years has long abandoned their sympathy for these barbarians!

The heavy snow dragon cavalry and the city of the border have been overwhelmed by the northern region, forming a natural gap.

It can stop the army of hundreds of tribes, but it is difficult to stop these barbarians who are as vulgar as rats crossing the street.

If there was no outsider Chen Dong in the village, no one here would know the outcome of the village tonight!

"Gambling, bet right..."

Gouwazi clenched his fists excitedly, and his eyes flashed: "Grandma, our village is saved!"

The old woman's lips trembled, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

At this time, Alang dragged his injured body and walked over, looking at the old woman and Agou worriedly.

After confirming that his mother and son were fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back at Chen Dong, who turned into a god of death, reaped the lives of a barbarian, was more calm than other villagers.

He has witnessed with his own eyes how this dying man came back to life!

Looking at everything in front of you again, it seems to be a matter of course!

The screams and the terror became weaker and weaker.

In just two or three minutes, the world became quiet.

The smell of blood in the air is so strong that it makes people sickening.

The snow on the ground had already been melted by hot blood, and under the light of fire, it was dazzling red.

Not far away, several thatched houses were still burning with raging fires.

The corpse was lying messy on the ground, but more of it were the corpses of savage men.

Originally, the fighting power of the villagers and the barbarians was not on the same level. When they first fought, the villagers' casualties were far greater than that of the barbarians.

But with Chen Dong entering the field, the situation completely reversed!

The villagers gathered together and witnessed the bodies of their relatives on the ground, and their sadness spread.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

It was not until a slow and heavy footsteps sounded that everyone was pulled out of their grief.

Everyone followed the sound and looked in the direction where the footsteps came.

The fire lights up.

Chen Dong looked slightly hunched, holding a hatchet in his right hand, and walked towards this side step by step.

Blood stained his whole body red. As he walked forward, he kept dripping down. The hatchet in his right hand and the blood flowed downwards in a line.

He was covered in blood, like a ghost and Shura!

This scene is deeply engraved in everyone's memory.

However.
To be continued...
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