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The White Dragon rolled up his sleeves and nodded. "Don't worry, I can't be bothered to kill those small fries."
"Little bastards, I'm coming."
Yue Heng gripped the black iron rod in his hand tightly. His eyes were bloodthirsty. Facing the countless roars and attacks, the blood in his body was already boiling.
"So excited …" Zhuge Fan was full of anticipation. He held the sword and shield in his hands and rushed towards the army.
Poof!
A black shadow flashed and Zhuge Fan rushed in. He held the shield in front of him and exerted force with his legs. His skinny body was like a bull, exploding with shocking power. He forcefully pushed the originally dense army out of a path. Some of the Warriors with Vitality around level 10 had their bones broken and fell to the ground groaning.
Bravely moving forward without fear, this was Zhuge Fan!
"Kill!"
The White Dragon had black iron claws on his hands that were glowing. He rushed forward. His figure was like a ghost, drifting in and out of the crowd. He was like an assassin that walked on the edge of the darkness. Every time he appeared, a few lives would be taken by his hands …
The darling of the night, the gentle Grim Reaper, this was the White Dragon!
"Little bastards, die!"
Yue Heng was like a God of War. The golden armor on his body glowed with golden light. He held the black rod in his hand with golden hoops on both ends. He was very domineering. His thick arms held the black rod and waved it around, smashing many of the Warriors that came close to him into pieces. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere as he forcefully opened a path of blood!
Valiant!
Domineering!
Savage!
This was Yue Heng, a man with a heroic spirit!
As the three of them entered the battlefield, the bloody light quickly filled the entire place. The thick smell of blood became even thicker. The originally murderous atmosphere quietened down a little. Everyone looked at the three Gods of War who were like wolves in a pen of sheep. Their eyes were filled with fear. Their hands that were holding onto their weapons trembled slightly. They hesitated and did not dare to move forward.
"Kill them!"
In the God's Left Hand guild, an angry roar rang out. Everyone seemed to be motivated. The berserk factor in their body was awakened again. They rushed forward with fierce eyes.
Everyone present was an expert that licked blood from the edge of their blade.
They were not afraid of fierce beasts, let alone a few humans!
"Kill!"
"There are only three of them. Crush them to death!"
Everyone gripped their weapons tightly and roared as they charged towards the White Dragon and the other two. Their eyes were ferocious, like bloodthirsty wolves, and they carried with them an aura of desperation.
"Good timing!"
The White Dragon licked the blood from its lips. With a cruel glint in its eyes, it lowered its body slightly and suddenly charged toward the army that was sweeping over. The steel claws in its hands were extremely sharp. They could even cut through the skin of a Level 5000 monster, let alone these people. They would die upon contact!
The steel claw was a Gold Grade Rank 5 weapon. It was made from the fangs of a Venomous Dragon, which contained a strong poison. Once the claw was cut open, their skin would turn green and they would die from the poison.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff …
The White Dragon's white-blue armor was stained with blood. If he had looked like a Holy Knight from heaven before, then at this moment, he was a Death Knight who had walked out from hell!
Cold and cruel!
His temperament carried the nobility of royalty!
His black hair fluttered in the wind, and his entire body was bathed in blood. He stepped over the corpses and charged toward the army, leaving a trail of blood behind him like a red carpet.
The onlookers were shocked. They looked at the black-haired man in disbelief. The latter's cruel methods were terrifying.
Soon, the crowd realized something strange. This guy actually didn't kill women?
When the female warrior in the army charged over, the White Dragon did not use its steel claws. Instead, it kicked the female warrior to another place. Strangely, the female warrior was not injured after landing. It was clear that the strength of the kick was exquisite.
On the other side, facing the flood of people, Yue Heng held the black staff in his hand. His golden armor was stained with blood, and there was a pile of corpses under his feet. It was as if he was facing the whole world alone!
He pursed his lips slightly and held the black staff tightly. He took a step forward, and the ground under his feet cracked. His figure was like an arrow that had left the bow.
Wherever the black staff pointed, it was invincible!
It was as if a carriage had trampled over everything. Countless swords and spears stabbed out, but they were all broken. They could not even leave a mark on his armor, and they could not even pierce his skin. They could not help but widen their eyes in horror.
He was not as particular as the White Dragon. Regardless of gender, age, or gender, they were all enemies in his eyes. He did not show any mercy!
Puff!
A young man was smashed into meat paste by Zhuge Fan. The latter's face was bloodthirsty, and his mind was also affected by the aftereffects of killing. He was filled with violence, and his face was filled with murderous intent. He pushed his shield forward, and the 150,000-kilogram shield whistled in his hand. It swept around, and the people around him were smashed into meat paste.
Toswasin, Mithor, Phillan, and the others, who were surrounded by the crowd, heard the commotion and turned to look. They were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
They saw the three devil-like figures stepping on the blood and corpses. No one could stop them!
It was a one-sided massacre!
"W-who are these people!?"
Despite Toswasin's strong willpower, his lips could not help but tremble. This was because he realized that these three people were far stronger than him!
"Too scary!"
Mithor could not help but feel his heart palpitate. "It's only been seven months since the Dark Age. How can there be people who have grown to this extent!?"
He asked himself. It was already difficult to not starve to death in the apocalypse. It was even more difficult to reach his level. However, he did not expect the White Dragon and the rest to be far stronger than him. They were ridiculously strong!
"I didn't expect these three people to be so strong!"
Phillan held the Exquisite Whip and looked at the White Dragon and the rest in shock. She did not expect the three people who did not show off along the way to be so strong!
The surrounding people were also shocked by the strength of the White Dragon and the rest.
"Who are they!?"
"We all started from the same starting line. No matter how strong they are, how can they be so strong!?"
"Ah, they're from China!
They're from that skinny and weak country! "
Everyone was in an uproar, and all kinds of exclamations erupted. They did not expect that these mysterious experts were actually from the neighboring countries.
China's bodies were much weaker than Americans'. This was also why China's basketball and football were not outstanding internationally.
Many celebrities and tycoons mostly gave birth in America. That was because the food environment was different and the children were stronger there.
Utesang and his brother, who were standing behind Ye Chen, were shocked. They looked at the White Dragon and the rest who were recklessly killing in the crowd and felt like they were in a dream.
She was actually walking together with such a strong person?
They were dumbfounded.
At this moment, Mo Feng, who had always been a man of few words, slowly walked out. He took out two air pistols from his waist and walked down the stairs like a noble emperor, slowly walking into the crowd.
Facing the warriors who were charging at him, he pulled the trigger mercilessly!
Bang, bang bang bang bang …
The sound of bullets exploding could be heard. Countless brains splattered.
Pu pu pu …
Corpses fell to the ground one by one.
Mo Feng was expressionless. He used the pistols to blast a bloody path. Stepping on the blood of the corpses, he walked toward the center of the encirclement. A warrior rushed over from the side and was met with a bullet. The bullet directly penetrated his brain and exploded his entire head!
When the bullet exploded the head, it turned into a mist of energy. It absorbed the life energy in the corpse and condensed it into a green mist that floated back into Mo Feng's body.
Many people were penetrated by the bullets. Green light floated from their bodies and condensed toward Mo Feng.
At first glance, it looked like the Lord of Hell was harvesting the souls of the dead. Many Level 100 experts felt a chill run down their spines.
"Another strong person!"
"Too terrifying!"
"His shooting speed is so fast!!
What kind of pistol is that?! "
Everyone was astonished. Then, as if they had sensed something, they shifted their gazes towards Ye Chen and the others who were standing at the edge of the battle zone. Everyone saw that the four great experts had walked out from Ye Chen's group.
Could it be …
This group of people were all strong people like this?!
In the eyes of the crowd, the leading black-clothed young man appeared to be the most mysterious. From the position he stood, he seemed to be the leader of this group. The two young men behind him appeared to be relatively ordinary. However, behind them stood two extremely beautiful women.
One of them was dressed in snow-white clothes. Her beauty was unparalleled, and she looked like a goddess who had descended to the mortal world. She was truly a femme fatale.
The other was young and lively. Although she was not as seductive as the white-clothed girl, she could be considered an extremely beautiful woman. Her eyebrows were thin and dark, and her cheekbones were slightly wide. There was a sense of strength and stubbornness in her gentleness.
Everyone couldn't help but cast their gazes at the woman in white. The latter's expression was as calm as water, which set off the loneliness of snow in the world. She was like a goddess standing on a lonely peak.
At this time, the White Dragon and the others who had rushed into the battlefield had arrived at the center of the encirclement. The White Dragon looked around and saw the cold-looking youth in the middle of the army. He couldn't help but laugh sinisterly and dashed over.
Nidos stood in the middle of the army and coldly observed Toswahsin's group, looking for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Suddenly, all the hairs on his body stood on end as a cold feeling enveloped him. He couldn't help but turn his head to look. What he saw made him pale with fright.
He saw a youth whose face was covered in blood and whose black hair fluttered in the wind. He looked like a demon with a cruel and sinister smile on his face as he rushed toward him. Although there were countless soldiers blocking him, it was as if they existed in name only.
Nidos' mind trembled. He had seen the White Dragon in action before and knew that this was a mysterious expert who was even more terrifying than Toswahsin. He was so scared that his face turned green, and he hurriedly turned to flee.
"You can't escape!"
The White Dragon's cruel voice sounded in Nidos' ears. His body suddenly stiffened, and his heart almost jumped out of his mouth. He turned around in horror.
Behind him … was a blank space!
"What are you looking at?"
The cold voice came from the front. Nidos turned around and was so scared that his heart almost stopped. He saw the White Dragon's blood-stained face so close that the tips of their noses were almost touching. They could feel each other's breathing.
(To be continued.
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