"Peng!"

The axes and piles collided, and the great man retreated one after another.

Guo Fan also frowned and looked at the wooden stake in his hand.

"Click..."

With a crack, the wooden stake that had been stormed and could no longer be able to hold on and broke in his hand.

"hey-hey……"

The big man sneered and approached with an axe, his mouth was blurred.

"The lion will only die in my Etu's hands! If you kill you, Lord Banda will definitely be promoted to my official position."

"Oh!"

Guo Fan yelled lightly, shook his hand and shook off the wooden stake, and a steel knife that no one had left fell into his palm.

Five Tigers Broken Door Knife!

The sword light flashed, and before the man could even pass the axe, he felt his neck chill.

What's going on?

As soon as I saw a headless corpse standing alone, holding a familiar axe in my hand.

That's myself!

A sudden realization flashed through the man's heart, and then his consciousness completely fell into endless darkness.

"Swish!"

"puff……"

Without the wooden stakes, Guo Fan's speed of intercepting the Beirong people onto the wall was greatly limited, but when he replaced it with a more skilled steel knife, his lethality increased sharply.

He rushed wildly with a knife, like a tiger, and rushed along the wall.

But those who resisted the situation were all dismembered by him. The momentum of rushing forward was invincible and no one could stop him!

The guards of Baoningdun saw the soldiers of Beirong rushing up, and were still very frightened at first.

Now, only shock remains.

"Quick, follow Liutou."

Ma Chao reacted the fastest, shouting at the rest of the people, and following Guo Fan with a gun to find a bargain.

Whenever I see someone who is still angry, I will shoot him.

Others followed suit, but soon after, they became a simple battle formation with Guo Fan as the sharp knife.

"kill!"

Before the pointed end.

Guo Fan's face was tense, his eyes were terrifyingly calm, and the steel knife in his hand swung forward with a huge force.

The scimitar, shield, spear, and body were cut off one by one by one by him.

The eighteen-style Five Tigers Broken Door Knife is killed, and from time to time, they will use several white tiger killing techniques at the bottom of the box.

This White Tiger Killing Method was learned from the former leader of the Tiger Sect from Sun Jieliang.

There are only seven moves, but they are deadly.

Each move contains some kind of fierce aura, fierce power, but it is in danger of being the one who backfires.

Sun Jieliang was in a state of devils, and the evil spirits of the tiger were invincible. The White Tiger's killing method was an indispensable contribution.

Guo Fan's cultivation is still weak now, but when he uses his move, he can feel an inexplicable coldness entering the sea of ​​consciousness.

If we do not restrain ourselves, we may eventually lose all human nature and completely turn into a machine that only knows how to kill.

Just like Sun Jieliang!

With nothing in front of him, Guo Fan suddenly stopped.

His eyes were dim and red, and he gasped for a long time, slowly calming down the restless qi and blood in his body.

After all, he was a human being for two lifetimes.

In terms of mind and nature, he is probably stronger than Sun Jieliang, who is at the peak of his inner self.

"Head, Liu Head."

Ma Chao spoke carefully behind him: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Guo Fan shook his head gently.

"that……"

Ma Chao walked closer with some fear and said, "The Beirong Army retreated."

"Retreat?"

Guo Fan suddenly turned his head.

Before we knew it, the sky was dark.

On the huge Baoning Dune wall, there were already corpses everywhere, blood flowing into a river, and the scene was shocking.

Outside, the Beirong army had stopped and slowly retreated to the distance.

Obviously, they were already desperate about capturing Baoningdun or killing Guo Fan.

On the other side of Baoningdun, they all looked excited.

"Is there anything wrong with anyone?"

"Brother Wei was stabbed in the chest, but I'm afraid it won't work. Xiao Xie was injured in the leg, but it should be nothing serious."

Jiang Niu replied.

There was only excitement in his tone, and no lamentation to his colleagues unfortunately: "The people of Beirong are even more miserable. I just counted it briefly. There were probably more than thirty people left, and this was all due to the success of Jia!"

Ma Chao added another sentence next to it.

"There should be many injured, but unfortunately, they dare not come."

The injured fewer than the deaths, because Guo Fan's move was too heavy and the knife was fatal, so few people survived.

"Um."

Guo Fan nodded.

He looked at the Beirong army, who was gradually hiding in the darkness, and suddenly took a knife to lift a spear from the ground.

He held it in his hand and pulled it up, and several long spears fell into his hands one after another.
Chapter completed!