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0437, said a knife, a knife(1/2)

Ximen Ye's eyes flashed with excitement, like a cat who was stealing fishy to break into a shallow pond with lots of fat fish, and couldn't wait to have a big meal.

Wen Wan held Daigou Xiaojiu's hand and let go a little.

But at this moment, unexpected changes occurred.

Deep in the barbarian mission's garrison, someone came out of the alley, surrounded by hundreds of barbarian warriors.

The people watching from afar became nervous when they saw this scene.

Is there really a big war?

The crowd subconsciously retreated.

The leader's eyes were filled with a look of contempt and came to the front, and his eyes passed by Gao Han and the seven others. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was silent for dozens of breaths before he gritted his teeth and waved his hand back.

Several barbarian warriors walked out from behind.

There are five in total.

The armor was removed, and the black and literary upper body was exposed, as if it was five giant bears. The snow-white fangs unique to the barbarian warriors were curved like cows, and they were one foot long. They turned their lips out to make them look like beasts.

Gao Han was shocked.

These five barbarian warriors are the five miscellaneous people who ruined the girl before.

What does the barbarian missions mean to let them out?

At this time, the barbarian general in the distance snorted coldly, and spoke in the human language that aliens were very stubborn but could barely understand by Gao Han and others, saying word by word: "I, a barbarian, will never be slaughtered by others. I can only die in battle, and will not die under the sword of a foreign race. If you want to avenge those women, you can solve the problem in the way of a real strong man."

After saying that, the five barbarian warriors all sneered and roared.

When the human people watching from afar heard this scene, they immediately cursed, and even the more brave people threw stones from afar.

Gao Han understood what these barbarians mean.

Want a duel?

He thought for a while, looked back at the other people, and smiled and said, "Everyone, what do you think?"

Ximen Ye said that he was obviously very disappointed, and casually glanced at the five barbarian warriors, and eagerly suggested: "Five, just take these barbarians together. Anyway, they are not good things..."

Gao Han twitched the corner of his mouth, and then automatically ignored the war madman's advice.

Wen Wan curled her lips and said nothing.

"This matter... needs to be discussed for a long time. If the matter is in trouble, it will be bad for the adults..." Liu Jinyan said intermittently.

"Yes, yes, harmony is the most important..." Dai Youmeng also seemed to want to speak but stop.

Gao Han smiled and looked at Yang Henshui and Li Changkong again.

Yang Henshui didn't say a word, and walked out step by step, holding the backhand in the void, and the long sword of the cold iron and cold saw appeared in his hand in a flash of light.

"Who will kill first?"

This frustrated saber master stepped into the battlefield and burst into fierce fighting spirit at that moment.

The five barbarian warriors looked at each other, and the one on the far right stood out with a grim smile.

The dense black tattoos on his body flashed like black poisonous snakes. One of the black knife-shaped tattoos spread along his arms and finally fell into his palm and turned into a giant long sword.

Yang Henshui's cold and beautiful saw is considered a giant soldier among the weapons of the powerful human race, but compared with the long sword in the hands of this barbarian warrior who is more than three meters tall, it is less than half.

Yang Henshui didn't say a word, but slashed with a knife.

The sword energy was like a wave, separating the void from the sky. The wave of air visible to the naked eye rolled toward both sides. A thin line of sword energy, lightning and fire, slashed towards the barbarian warriors.

The barbarian warrior waved his sword to fight.

boom!

The showdown between swords and swords.

The impact of force and force.

Amid the roar, the long sword in the barbarian warrior's hand broke into black butterflies instantly. He flew backwards like a broken puppet. The tiger's mouth with his right hand cracked into gaps, and white bones could be seen faintly, and muscle cracks even spread to his right shoulder...

"With your cultivation level, you can't take any move from me, but you actually blocked this sword... Don't hide it, just use the power in your body that does not belong to you, otherwise you will have no chance in the next move!"

Yang Henshui said lightly.

With the cold and beautiful saw in his hand, he stepped into the battle, as if he had become a person in an instant. He was no longer the unsuccessful and decadent soldier before, but a peerless sword that was unsheathed, with a sharp look that made people dare not look at him.

The barbarian warrior obviously understood Yang Henshui's meaning.

He roared wildly, and the blood spurted out of his right arm did not fall to the ground, but seemed to have life. Under the connection of a stream of golden threads that were almost unseen by the naked eye, the blood penetrated into the dark black tattoos...

An excited and painful expression appeared on the face of the barbarian warrior.

His fangs opened rapidly, and his body expanded again. The terrifying aura of power burst out on his body, and his momentum was rising like a tremendous wave...

"Kill you!"

The giant long sword transformed out again, and the sword light flashed with a strange light gold color, filled with a dangerous and treacherous feeling.

The barbarian warrior rushed over.

Yang Henshui had no expression on his face and held the cold saw with a strange posture in his backhand.

"Be careful..." Gao Han couldn't help but speak out to remind him.

Because after the strange changes, the barbarian warrior's power was incredible, and it was definitely no lower than Yang Henshui. The light golden sword that transformed out had a taboo power, which made Gao Han tremble.

The barbarians are making fraud.

At this moment, Gao Han suddenly understood.

But it seems that it's too late.

"Hehe... Kill you with one knife!" Because Yang Henshui squatted slightly in a long laugh, and then flashed like a gust of electric shock.

No fear and no sense.

There is a knife in your hand and an enemy in front of you.

kill!

The strong wind twitched Yang Henshui's long hair.

His angular face with a national character had a kind of unshakable perseverance that was not daring to look at. What flashed in his eyes was the unyielding determination of a real soldier.

In the air.

The long sword collided again.

The dazzling light burst out, and for a moment everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, as if there was a sudden addition of a ray of sun in the sky. The dazzling light made everything in their sight lose its luster.

In a moment.

The light disappears.

People saw Yang Henshui step by step and firmly walking out of the battlefield. He held the long sword and walked against the light, like a hero who returned to battle.

far away.

The barbarian warrior's figure shook and suddenly turned into seventeen or eighteen pieces, as if it were a pile of collapsed building blocks, collapsed with a bang.

The Gululu rolled on the huge head that had been rolling on the ground for several times, and his eyes were still wide open, as if he had been dead, and he didn't believe that he had died like this!

"General Yang, you..."

Gao Han walked out and wanted to support Yang Henshui.

Because Yang Henshui looked so miserable at this time.

He slashed from his left chest to his right hip. Fortunately, the knife marks were not deep, but this was not the most terrible injury. Half of his face seemed to be burned into charcoal by some kind of flame, losing its shape, and all over his body was covered with scorch marks, as if it was burnt by the fire. It was really untreatable that he was still alive!

"I'm fine... I can hold on. Lord Gao doesn't have to worry. He's the first battle in 20 years, even if he dies." Yang Henshui's tone was actually a little satisfied.

"Why fight hard? The man who has a different power in his body is not his power. He just needs to wander around and deal with it, and he can't hold on for too long..." Gao Han sighed.

At this time, the seven envoys of light had already seen that there was a real strong man from the barbarian warrior who had infiltrated an external force. It was a very terrifying power left in his body. Under the explosion, it was enough to instantly kill a first-level powerful man in the sea of ​​suffering.

But Gao Han smiled.

"After a knife, it was a knife. The soldier never changed his words... His eyes suddenly became extremely gentle, as if he remembered something, holding the knife in his right hand and stroking the blade with his left hand, as if he was touching the skin of his dear woman: "Old guy, try the blood of a demon again, but he was so arrogant in the past?"

The cold and beautiful saw trembled slightly and made a soft sound.

It seemed to be responding to Yang Henshui.

Gao Han was stunned.

Wen Wan and Ximen Ye talked about the two of them. When they looked at Yang Henshui's eyes, they also changed again and again. For the first time, they showed admiration for this soldier who was silent and depressed on weekdays.

However, Liu Jinyan and Dai Youmeng lowered their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.

Because of this series of actions, the burnt muscles on his face instantly cracked, and shocking flesh and blood cracks, a powerful force like a red sun flame, obviously still eroding the destructor in his body.

His figure shook, and finally he insisted on standing there.

"The remaining four people, get rid of you." Yang Henshui leaned on the ground with a long sword, and his face was calm.

"Hahahaha..." Li Changkong suddenly laughed.
To be continued...
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