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When the rest of the camp surrounded Lin Hao and wanted to take him down, Lin Hao, who just looked very weak, suddenly burst out a strong momentum.

The scarlet light on the sword is like a sleeping lamp guiding the soul to return in the dim valley.

the real Qi on Lin Hao's sword has begun to stir up. Lin Hao, who has just been dying, is now climbing to the top again.

Lin Hao a pair of tiger eyes swept the whole scene, looking at the greedy eyes around the martial arts, a cold smile, angrily cheered.

"Enough fighting, it's my turn!"

At the moment, however, the soldiers were so surprised that they couldn't believe their eyes.

"What, how can it be? Under the siege of dozens of us, even the high-level martial arts can't be intact. Why isn't there any scar on this boy?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Who on earth are you, and why is such a strong man without reputation outside? "

"Hell! My true Qi is going to see the bottom. Oh, no, I'm just focusing on attacking. I've almost consumed my true Qi. Damn it

"No, why so many people are missing? It's the fat guy who killed a dozen of us

"Run, don't worry about the fat man. He has some new martial arts skills to release. Come on, it's too late to run again!"

"He's not a man, he's a devil! Run

“……”

The young camp members were full of panic because they found that Lin Hao's weak state was disguised. They had just besieged Zhu Xiang for at least half a time, and they didn't hurt Lin Hao at all. On the contrary, they were killed by Yuwen Hu.

It was at this time that the terrified young camp remembered to run away.

It's not the timidity in the camp, it's all because Lin Hao is too strong. The figure of Lin Hao's former three swords still haunts them like a nightmare.

Housheng camp has been scared out of courage, scrambling to stay away from Lin Hao, away from death.

Want to go now? It's late!

Looking at the panic of the camp, when they run away, what they leave to Lin Hao is his unprepared weakness.

Lin Hao picked up his sword, which was across his chest. Suddenly, the sword became unreal. Then, the scarlet sword became three points.

It looks like Lin Hao is holding three long swords.

"Split sword."

This is a sword skill that Lin Hao has just learned successfully in his mind. Compared with the previous three kinds of martial arts, it is much less powerful. However, split sword is a skill, focusing on efficacy.

Split sword as the name suggests, Lin Hao's sword can be divided into three swords. Although the power of each sword will be greatly reduced, this kind of martial art is most suitable for these young camp who are eager to flee.

"Still want to escape?"

Lin Hao made a mistake at his feet, and his whole body swept out like a gust of wind. Facing all the unguarded young camp people, one sword turned into three swords!

With a splash of blood, three fleeing warriors were killed at that time.

"Come again!"

Lin Hao's eyes are shining. The sword in his hand is like a flying butterfly, dancing wantonly. With the flying blood, he performs a moving dance of death between heaven and earth.

Yuwenhu is not willing to be outdone. Although he is already panting and exhausted, he still insists on killing the enemy. At this moment, yuwenhu has given up all his defense and comes forward to kill.

Where they went, like death's sickle, all their lives were annihilated in front of them.

When a man kills, he kills without mercy.

The eternal cause of all ages lies in killing people.

Once upon a time, there was a noble man, whose loyalty was renewed.

Lin Hao has already adapted to this cruel world. Only strength can become the biggest dependence. Without strength, he will be at the mercy of others.

Dragon has scale, touch it to die!

When the enemy grins at Lin Hao's relatives and friends, it is hypocritical and cowardly to speak of kindness at this moment.

Only kill!

Only in this cruel world can the enemy be killed and abandoned!

It's a crime to kill one person, but it's a hero to kill one million people!

As early as the first World War in Tongcheng, Lin Hao knew this well.

Lin Hao mercilessly waved the sword in his hand, just like a god of killing, who made the heaven and the earth fear, harvesting round after round of life in the canyon.

"You can't run, you can't run! Come on, gather all the rest of us, and we'll have a chance to live! " Zhu Yinai is the leader of the camp. At this critical moment, he roars angrily and wants to turn back to fight.

"Dog thief, give your fat man a punch, roar!"

Just after Zhu Yi finished, a big fist of sandbag had hit Zhu Yi's face.

When the blow, Zhu Yi's whole face became crooked, several broken teeth burst out of his mouth, with a mouthful of blood foam.Zhu Yi was immediately beaten to the ground, but in the face of the main culprit, Yu Wenhu's eyes were congested, and he bullied his body forward.

"Are you a good young camp? This is not a total annihilation! "

Yuwen tiger will sit under Zhu Yi, the anger in the heart is completely released at the moment, sandbag big fist like a pile driver general, hard hit.

Zhu Yi, who had already been hoodwinked, suffered from this ruthless iron fist again, and almost flew out of his eyes.

All the grievances yuwenhu suffered, just like the tide, devoured yuwenhu's mind. For a time, yuwenhu was as fierce as a wild beast.

"A thousand cuts, right? Come on, fat man is here. Come on

Another punch! This fist directly made Zhu Yi lose consciousness. He had more air out and less air in, and his life and death were uncertain.

Don't get rid of it!

"I, yuwenhu, want to be the master of that man and fight against the enemy side by side with the boss. I have long ignored life and death. It's ridiculous that you still threaten us with life and death. Do you think you should fight?"

One more punch!

Yu Wen Hu's eyes are red, so he will wash them with his blood!

One punch, one punch, one punch.

Yuwenhu has completely lost his mind, and Zhu Yi has rotted into a lump.

……

Lin Hao didn't stop yuwenhu's madness. At the moment, yuwenhu needs to vent. Only by taking revenge can yuwenhu's nightmare be completely solved.

The scattered young camp also realized that it was absolutely impossible to escape. There was only one exit in a day. If they wanted to escape to the exit, they had to pass at least two killing gods.

Ming knows that going up is also a way to die, but the young camp still have to face Lin Hao and the nightmare in their heart.

Lin Hao once again ushered in a bloody battle, but this bloody battle also means that today's World War I is coming to an end.

When the last young camp man fell down with his neck covered, the curtain of bloody battle had already come to an end.

"Fat tiger, mend the knife, don't leave one."

Lin Hao's eyes swept the whole room, cold way.