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238 The Crisis

The warriors did not know the power of the cannon and thought it had reached the last moment, but they did not regret it. This is the rules of the wilderness. If you can beat it, you will win, and if you can die, you will achieve the current results. Everyone was satisfied. The corpses at the foot of the mountain were piled up like mountains, and thousands of desert warriors who were instigated to rebel were still fighting around the hills behind them. The armored warriors who could not even see through the fangs were killed or injured in front of them. In other words, everyone could pull a few, or even a dozen enemies to bury with them. What other regrets would they have?

"No, you retreat, send a signal to the opposite mountain, ready to take action..."

Gao Feng finally made up his mind that since he could not drag the shelter, there was no need to drag it anymore. On the hill behind them, the thick smoke rose up wrapped the two peaks. There was no red cloud in the sky, and only a black thick fog left. He couldn't wait. Once the broken position behind was stabilized, the front could not be defended. As for the last surprise attack by the shelter, he could no longer wait for so many.

At this moment, nine women ran over from behind. The moment these women in exquisite armor appeared, the flames in the hearts of men were ignited. Many people even felt hot-headed and wanted to rush up to stop these girls. They did not want the delicate girls to get involved in this meat grinder-like battle.

"Great Elder, Lord Tianzhao asked us to send you something..."

These girls were all Gao Feng's former servants. Behind the girls, there were two big boys carrying huge packages, all with medium-length curly hair, and their faces were very similar to Gao Feng's but younger.

Bai Jie ran to Gaofeng and was immediately frightened by hundreds of heavy-duty warriors who were undulating like mountains not far away, so fat and pale faces. Other women were also frightened by the cruelty of the station and their legs were weak.

"What?" Gao Feng asked just this question, and saw two nominal brothers rushing in front of him and opening their pockets, revealing a bag of black plant thorns. Each thorn is only half an inch long and requires a special leather bag to be filled.

"Black Thorn?" Seeing these things, Gao Feng almost forgot what had proved dangerous with five lives. This thorn contains neurotoxins. Anyone who is stabbed will be confused and once collected as a strategic resource. He once thought of using blowing arrows, and was valued by Tianzha. Unexpectedly, he was sent here by Tianzha at a critical moment.

The heavy warriors were approaching them within thirty meters, holding their shields and waving their long swords, and unwaveringly walking towards them step by step.

Time waits for no one, so I can no longer worry about anything. Gao Feng's left hand hangs on these taboos, and then the palm of his palm is hot, and a layer of black tiny particles emerge from the black thorns, surging and gathering under his palm.

"Back, retreat all..." Gao Feng said loudly to the people around him with a serious expression. Gao Feng's strange means used are more fearful than real swords and guns. People are full of awe of things they don't understand. Gao Feng's orders were followed, and the huge artillery behind them was soon exposed.

The black matter is darker than thick smoke and darker than the night, making people unable to pull out the sight when they fall into it. The heavy warriors are still approaching, twenty-five meters, fifteen meters, and finally reaching five meters, the raised blade is ready to cut down to the peak of extracting the black thorns.

Sweat continued to flow out on Gao Feng's forehead, and the extraction of the black thorns had not been completed. With so many eyes, his heart became nervous. The shining long sword was slashed down and fell straight to his forehead. The Death Scimitar held in his right hand tightly came up cleanly, easily breaking the long sword and taking the huge head with the flow.

The corpse that lost its head did not fall for a moment, sprayed with high pressure blood and spilled around, and was suddenly knocked away by the shield behind it. A heavy-armed warrior with his whole body huddled behind the shield was like a bull hitting Gao Feng. Gao Feng frowned between his eyebrows, slipped his feet sideways, and he almost avoided it. The horizontal sword and wrist cut through the warrior's waist.

The warrior seemed to have no idea and continued to rush forward, but his upper body slowly slid from his lower body and fell to the ground with a thud, which surprised the warrior who was raising his shield and preparing to slap Gao Feng. In this second, surprise came Gao Feng's head, and his helmet's head split into two. The warrior knelt on the ground with a plop, and his white brain flowed out and fell behind him.

In an instant, Gao Feng killed three heavy warriors, which shocked the others. At this moment, the thick black fog swirled in Gao Feng's hand condensed into a black ball the size of a bowling ball, raised his hand and threw it out. The black ball attracted the attention of many warriors, and they looked up together, while Gao Feng rushed out like a crazy rabbit, and in front of him, more people were running.

The black ball collapsed in the most concentrated place of the Heavy Warriors, and a thick fog rose out, dragging dozens of people into it. The thick fog on these people's bodies did not dissipate and continued to lie on them. The Heavy Warriors were also mortals. They were deeply afraid of the methods of the shelter. Many people ran outside, and the thick fog on their bodies also attached to others.

This panic is only temporary. Although the spreading thick fog has attracted more people, no one has fallen down, not even those who have difficulty breathing. On the contrary, they are excited to fight and their state is elevated to the highest point in history. They are fearless in the center of their brains. Even the shelter is not afraid in their hearts, as if they can easily take their heads with just a long sword.

The thick smoke filled their hearts with infinite amplification. The steps of each heavy-armed warrior suddenly became light and they raised their legs to chase Gao Feng and others. The heavy-armed warriors who were in a false alarm were full of violent and murderous intent. The remaining heavy-armed warriors saw that their comrades were not unusual, and they were relieved to follow closely. Thousands of coalition warriors raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

At this moment, the heavy-armed warriors who rushed in the front had their eyes red and no more rationality. They roared like wild animals, threw their shields and long swords, and rushed to their companions beside them to bite. This was just the beginning. The chaotic killing broke out among the heavy-armed warriors, the loud noise of the warriors fighting each other, the accent of the shield hitting the armor, and the muffled sound of the broken skulls. Various sounds mixed together and spread out into a killing feast.

Not all heavy-mounted warriors went crazy, but this was even worse. They tried to stop their good friends or brothers, but were torn apart by beastly friends. The coalition warriors who followed the heavy-mounted warriors were like fragile porcelain dolls, and after the sword light and fist shadow, they became pairs of unrecognizable meat sauces.

Gao Feng and the people behind him looked at the chaotic and killing coalition. At the same time, the arms of the Danzi waving the Death Scimitar became more and more sore, and various gaps appeared on the body of the armor that was seized from the God-Selected Warriors. Many places were cut through by the blades. Gao Feng did not treasure the Death Scimitar obtained in private, but took it out happily. He originally had a squeak, but unfortunately he was not interested in such a light thing and was fond of the Fang Knife.

Danzi couldn't remember how many people he had killed. The coalition warriors in front of him seemed to be unable to kill them. He did not have the flexible skills and abundant physical strength as Gao Feng. Although he was facing ordinary coalition forces, he could not resist. Just as he was killing wildly, a corrected Viper pistol was aiming at the back of Danzi, and Shi Peng stared at Jingxin with sweat on his head.

This Viper pistol was won by him. Now, the muzzle was aiming at the pole, and the idea of ​​pulling the trigger was only in one thought, but various pictures flashed through his mind, making him extremely confused. Shi Peng hated the pole to death and the terrible confinement room.

The confinement room reminded him of the underground lock-up room in the Junior Military Academy. As long as he was locked up, there was no chance of living. It was everyone's nightmare. Because he didn't want to waste materials, he was locked up again and again, which made him scared to see the door of the confinement room.

"Persist..., hold on, must hold on. If you don't want to die, hold on to me..."
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