The rolling air waves were still tumbling and rushed straight into the sky. However, the lively atmosphere in the venue could not help but stagnate for a moment because of the sudden explosion.

Immediately, Carl shrugged indifferently, reached out and pulled out the one-handed wide axe that was tied behind him, and grinned and forced him towards more than a hundred men.

After hesitating, the young man in the leather armor shook his head and raised his hand to make a cancellation gesture.

I used to think of catching the Tianying Gang's nest because I was worried about my whereabouts being exposed. But now, after the huge explosion sounds, it will inevitably attract a lot of attention, and I will definitely not be able to stay here. In this way, there is naturally no need to go to the Tianying Gang's headquarters.

As for the Knights of Light behind them who might be blown up... who cares? Anyway, Carl and the others don't care. It's best to kill them in one pot, and they'll be lucky if they don't blow them to death. There's no need to think about rescue. If you don't take the opportunity to make up for a knife, you'll find your conscience...

"Ah..." "Wow, where is the stupid guy coming out? Brothers and others come together to kill him..." "Hurry up, go around... chop him, chop him..."

After a scream, the broken arm flew out, and a small riot appeared in the rushing team.

I have to say that Carl's face is full of flesh, an iron tower-like body, and the giant axe with a short handle with one hand, but the blade face is extremely exaggerated like a palm fan, which is like a crazy person. At first glance, the visual impact it gives is really terrifying!

However, at the moment, this is a group fight, so the gang members naturally do not be moral enough to fight one-on-one. After being shocked, dozens of men who suddenly excited after seeing blood came to me, waved their sharp machetes, and demonstrated a scene where a tiger could not fight a group of wolves on the spot.

"Hey." Carl chuckled, licked his lips with satisfaction, took a few steps back and avoided the edge. Then he suddenly rushed to the side, instantly knocking three or five big men and their swords away, taking a step forward, and coming to the man who had just been cut off, swinging his axe ferociously. Swish...

"Ah--" The one-armed man swung and threw it out with Li Li's blood. After screaming, his eyes turned pale and he fainted.

"My grass!" "My mess---blaming, people, too, very much!" "Get out of the way, I will chop off his head with my own hands!"

There was an uproar! The big men around him saw Carl's excessive behavior, and his eyes were immediately furious and bloody. Many bright machetes were slashing together, wishing they could just chop Carl into meat sauce!

Along the outside of the battle circle, a figure with a bow approached the young man with a leather armor and smacked his lips, "Tsk tsk, the bloody butcher is the bloody butcher! But... is it interesting to do this?"

"Yes." Watching Carl go around the crowd in a big circle. He unyieldingly cut off the coma man's right leg, forcing the other party to wake up and scream again. The young man in leather armor spread his hands, "At least, he will not scare everyone away in one go."

"Uh, it makes sense..."

The more than a hundred men from the Sky Eagle Gang, the young men in the leather armor, and others in front of them naturally did not take it seriously. It is no exaggeration to say that if you come out, you can basically clear the scene within a few minutes.

As for Carl who has not really killed anyone after such a long time, it is purely because of his personal bad taste. He is worried that he will scare away all the big men after an outbreak. There is nothing to play with...

At this time, the young man in leather armor looked around the field casually and frowned: "Hey, where is Ade?"

"Didn't you go to break the back?... Oh, it's another leg, now you're completely a stick." He couldn't bear to look back. He looked at the main gate of the Golden Lion Gang in the distance, stunned, "Huh? I was there just now... Ha, this kid Ade must have itchy hands and entered the field..."

"No!" The face of the young man in leather armor changed. His eyes swept across the scene in an instant, "Ade is not here... The Jackal Brothers and the others are gone!"

"Uh?" The man holding the bow squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and was a little surprised, "Strange, what's going on?"

"There is something weird, please inform Carl... Damn it!" With a low shout, the young man in leather armor disappeared instantly and ran towards the field quickly. There, Carl was suddenly covered by dense blade light like a storm. Before the warning roar occurred, he recycled the giant axe and retreated repeatedly, and instantly became extremely embarrassed.

"Who are you?"

Intermittently, but frightened and angry Carl could hardly even say a complete sentence under the heavy pressure of the thunder.

There was no answer, only the fierce attack that became more and more powerful.

What's the matter... This incident happened so suddenly. Carl was having fun. Before he could react, he was stunned by a strong and domineering attack in an instant, and had no idea what was going on.

When I came back to my senses and felt the substantial murderous intent like a tsunami, Carl's hair suddenly stood up, and he couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart... When did he get involved in the gang, and there are such masters?

Little did they know that more than a hundred men who had been teased by him before were stunned when they looked at the dense blade light that dazzled them. My grass! Which brother is this? This little blade was swung so fiercely...

At this time, "Get out!" Zhentian roared angrily, a green chain was thrown out like a whip, and a fighting light burst out. More than ten men around him felt their chests stuffy, as if they were hit by a galloping carriage. Their chests bulged and their blood flew out.

"This..." More than a hundred big men watched the whirlwind green chain coming quickly like a tyropic, and couldn't help but rub their eyes and petrified again! Damn... is this fighting spirit?

Before these Sky Eagle Gang could react from the shock, the young man in leather armor had already swung his chains and rushed more than ten feet like chopping melons and vegetables. Finally, he arrived in time when Carl was bleeding all over his body.

He pulled out the chain and threw away the chain, "Retreat, Ade, Jackal and the others are dead... This is a deliberate search for revenge!"

After receiving support, Carl stepped back and avoided the pursuit of blade light, gained a precious respite, and avoided the aggrieved ending of being crushed to death. But then he frowned, seeking revenge?

Just by looking at the title of Bloody Butcher, you can tell how Carl usually acts. It can be said that the saying that the miserable is walking all over the ground and the enemy is everywhere on his head is not too exaggerated. So after hearing that it was revenge, Carl immediately felt confused. Where did he make a grudge?

However, after thinking of the "deliberate" sound, I suddenly realized in my heart. Assassinate myself and bomb the Knight of Light... This was the sneak attack a few days ago. What was the victim of Tang En who was called "Tang En" to come to the door!

Taking a deep breath, Carl had to admit that there was a certain reason why those Knights of Light were so cautious. But they just had to run away after meeting each other. Wouldn't he be futile? Where did the name of the bloody butcher be put?

He swung his axe decisively, raised his head and roared, "Roar..." A burst of dazzling red and sea of ​​blood surged out, rolling wildly, covering a large area around him in a short moment.

Then, "Die!!!" The axe shadow was heavy, and large areas of blood blades were swung out, slashed, slashed, slashed, slashed, and slashed... all angles, all kinds of domineering. The power was like wind and thunder, and it seemed that the entire small square was to be completely covered!

Such a range of attacks that are not consumed are naturally the reason. Although the fight was short and he was always passively beaten, Carl did not gain anything. At least he knew very well that the opponent was extremely fast and his body was ghostly, so he should be the assassin's way. And to deal with such enemies, it is undoubtedly difficult to achieve success by clumsy slashing alone. Only such a large-scale attack can pose a threat to the opponent.

Not to mention whether this move works for the assassin, the young man with the closest leather armor was the first to curse, but he also knew that it was completely unreasonable to say with Carl, the bloody butcher. After cursing, his wrist trembled and the chains were quickly recycled. The focus was on the ground of the square, and his body flew up with force, which would avoid the snowflake axe blade that was coming in a crazy way.

The young man in leather armor was able to successfully avoid it by relying on his strength, but the more than a hundred men around who were about to escape when the situation was not good, undoubtedly had a bad luck.

The weak have no human rights, and it is even more a way to die if they are involved in the battle between masters!

In an instant, hell... The screams were mixed with strange sounds like wind chanting. But in fact, these so-called wind chanting are the sounds of blood-colored axe blades passing through the fragile human body!

The head, broken arms, legs, and half of the body... If it is touched, it will be broken, and if it is touched, it will die!

After just a few breaths, countless remaining limbs flew in the sky, and large patches of blood splattered everywhere like worthless well water. A square was red and the ground was messy, just like Shura Purgatory - bloody and terrifying, shocking!

"Huhhh...Huhh..." Even though Carl's iron tower body exploded with such a high frequency in an instant, he couldn't help but breathe heavily and his expression was dim after attacking on a large scale.

He didn't care about adjusting his breathing evenly, lifting his axe and turning his head, looking around like an eagle and falcon. Except for the young man with leather armor that had just fallen, there was no figure standing in his sight...

Dead?

Before joy could arise from Carl's heart, suddenly, swishing... Several screams of roars broke through the air came from afar!

He suddenly turned his head and saw two figures in the distance chasing around the square. The figure in front ran wildly, and turned around and bent his bow and shot arrows, intending to delay the opponent's speed. But as soon as the arrow branches left the bow, the figure behind seemed to avoid it first. Not only was it not affected at all, but it took the opportunity to narrow the distance.

"Grass!" Seeing this, Carl's face suddenly turned dark. Needless to say, his hard-working ultimate move just now was wasted. Not only did the other party easily avoid the coverage of his axe blade, but he even had time to chase another companion... He came and went so casually that he seemed to not take him seriously.

After hesitating for a moment, the flesh shook. Carl strode with a gloomy face, "Go and kill him!"

"Yeah..." The young man in leather armor seemed to want to stop him, but after pausing, he shook his head helplessly, and met his companions looking for rescue with Carl.

Such a choice is not because they are so moral. When the disaster comes, the couple will run away from their own lives, let alone evil heretics who are mostly cold-hearted. They don’t want to avoid the edge for a while, but at the other party’s perverted speed, even if they escape separately, they will definitely be caught up and defeated by each other.

So their only choice now is to concentrate their hands to surround each other and kill each other... But can this really be done?

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Chapter completed!