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Chapter 302 0301: Interleaving and Tricks

"There are stubbles."

Nasa narrowed his eyes, the surroundings were quiet.

In an instant, the names of several northern marauder leaders flashed through his mind.

The moonlight is hazy and the sea is filled with fog.

The cold wind blowing from the back tried to condense moisture on the armor.

Suta was holding the spear, and his palm felt the residual vibration of the weapon when it collided, while his eyes were looking for targets in the dark corners.

The two looters did not find the enemy immediately.

Because Ken didn't hide, he just stood in the middle of the road openly.

He sat on the roadblock built from the ruins, and seemed to have made up his mind that he was going to block someone passing by here tonight.

"That's right."

Ken whispered.

He wore convenient light armor, a wolf-head mask, execution gloves, and a pair of thick-soled military boots commonly used in southern Xinjiang.

In his hand was a tomahawk that had been freed from its wrapping.

It exudes a certain dangerous coldness, making the spears of the looters linger, as if the collision just now has some elements of comparison.

"Nasa and Suta?"

Ken dressed like a mercenary.

The looter also replied from a distance: "He actually recognized us, he came prepared."

Every mercenary can do chores and has a complicated temperament, and the looters are similar to them sometimes, but both sides disdain to live as each other.

Nasa and Suta exchanged glances.

The ones they feel have the courage to stand in front of them are either very confident or downright stupid.

This kind of thing has happened in Purgatory Tongya no one knows how many times.

Big-bodied thugs.

Thin and sinister poisonous guy.

A magician with tattoos full of sacrificial words.

Every guy who coveted the heads of these two brothers almost turned into an unwilling soul.

Nasa and Suta would even resent this kind of fighting.

"Gentlemen, what are you planning? Give me a reason to use the knife, so as not to spoil the mood tonight."

Nasa held the copper handle, his eyes tired.

Ken didn't answer, but walked forward firmly.

Kuima wore a mask, carried [Suxiu] on her back, quickly returned to the shadows, and completely disappeared into the night with the flashing silhouette.

"You think you can hit two?"

Nasa licked the upper row of teeth with his tongue, and then spat on the ground.

He must admit:
The challenger's scorn thoroughly piqued his interest.

"Wolf boy, since you don't like to talk, I'll cut off your tongue, and you don't want to talk anymore in your life!"

Nasa took a big step, and the weapon in his hand sank.

[Weapon: Loren's Avalanche]

[Quality: Legend]

[Description: A real battlefield weapon, with a destructive aura, smashing the hope of the lost. 】

Nasa stared at him condescendingly, his whole body smashed through the thick fog, like a giant bear running away from the wilderness, showing its fangs and thick claws to the jackal.

Ken was not restrained by this sense of oppression at all.

The anger and arrogance on his body can withstand any pressure, [Morning and Twilight] swings with the sudden downward charge, and then swung a bottom-up attack!
[Skill: Heavy Mountain]

With a landslide of destruction, he met the thunder that fell out of thin air.

The moment the weapons of the two sides touched, ripples were visible to the naked eye. If you look carefully, you will find that it is the fog that has been shaken away.

The tide hit the rocks and returned.

On the surface of the water around the assassination pier, after the bang, there were circles of ripples washing away from the shore.

Nasa stared and gritted her teeth.

In just such a fight, he completely vented his inner anger, because under the premise that the weapon and body were relatively large and heavy, he didn't crush the thin mercenary in front of him!

The handle ends of the two weapons fit tightly together.

"Fura!"

Nasa gritted his teeth and exhaled foul air, saliva flying to both sides.

Ken snorted coldly, mocking the enemy in front of him in the most disdainful tone, and said, "Stupid reckless man."

"How dare you...be careful with your words, brat!"

Nasa roared as he spoke, raised his callused fist like a forging hammer, and smashed down the two-handed heavy axe in his hand.

Ken was already prepared, and seemed to be waiting for such a move.

[Passive: Ancient Battle Technique]

At the moment when the power came, he moved his body sideways, and under the blessing of the huge impact, [Dawn and Dusk] began to rotate rapidly with the palm of his hand as the axis.

Nasa pressed down suddenly.

Ken threw away his weapon and pushed forward, his elbow slammed into the opponent's face with an impact. The loud bang made everyone frown and beg for mercy a few times.

Nasa was able to block it!
He paused back for a short moment, then pressed back with his eyes wide open, and at the same time drew his fist to try to fight back!

"Good skills."

Ken's dexterity and control over his body were beyond imagination.

As he spoke, he flashed his fist sideways, and felt a strong wind blowing on his cheeks, as if he had brushed shoulders with the god of death.

"The style of play is also very bloody."

While twisting his body, he also caught the [Dawn and Twilight] spinning in the air.

Nasa stared.

But he ran out of tricks, and he only had two chances to repent, all of which were resolved by the opponent.

Ken turned around.

The ax in his hand drew a full arc, and after accelerating with force, it slashed fiercely at the body of the leader of the raiders.

Panic flashed in Nasa's heart.

From this brief stagger, he already knew that this mercenary's combat skills were superior to his own.

This is most surprising!
Who could have imagined it?
The training and torture that Nasa experienced in Purgatory Tongya was to learn that awesome way of fighting.

After he returned to the Northern Territory, he was indeed invincible, and no one of his peers could challenge him in terms of fighting skills.

But when the wolf-head mask passed by, he knew that he was still a little bit short...

"How the hell is that possible?"

Nasa began to suspect that the face under this mask was actually very vicissitudes and frightening

He felt that such a "calm and decisive" mercenary among young people would already be famous!

The tomahawk came whistling.

Ken let go of his arm suddenly.

"Die!"

Suta jumped out from a blind spot.

The spear slammed into the air in front of him, if the mercenary hadn't let go just now...

Or be pierced through the throat.

Or get your arm broken.

Ken fell to the ground and tried to reach for the spear, but missed.

Chen and Twilight slashed at Nasa with the rest of his energy.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the armor, spilling sparks and a stream of blood on the shattered floor tiles of the Assassination Dock.

Nasa swung his round tomahawk, sweeping out an open space.

"Hiss, it really hurts."

Gritting his teeth and cursing, he felt a burning pain in his back.

Although the looter had lingering fears in his heart, he laughed coldly: "You don't think this battle is a one-on-one fight, do you?"

"I changed my mind."

Suta also said, "I don't want your tongue, I want your life now."

　The epidemic is serious, and I can't go back to Hangzhou. You should wear masks when you go out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)