"Third brother! Fourth brother!" The hammer man looked at the bright red cloth bag, his eyes instantly turned red, and he struggled to pounce on him regardless of everything.

"Old Wu, come back quickly and danger!" The scar man said anxiously when he saw this, raised his broad sword in his hand, stepped slightly on his left foot, and turned into a faint blood shadow to chase the iron hammer man.

"What a touching brotherhood. Even I can't help but fulfill you when I see it." A giant axe slashed and forced the scar man back. Lei Sen resisted the giant axe and said sarcastically.

"It's time to help them."

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, and a tall and handsome young man stood behind the hammer man like a ghost. "Who?"

Listening to the cold words coming from his ears, a cold air emerged from the iron hammer man's spine. He moved his foot gently, clenched his fist with his right hand, and suddenly turned around and blasted backwards.

"Danger! Retreat!"

Although the scar man was blocked by Lei Sen, his attention had never left the Hammer Man. The strange appearance of the handsome young man made him instantly judge the strength of both sides. Seeing that the Hammer Man's life-and-death approach was to startle him in a cold sweat, he hurriedly shouted.

"Do you still dare to distract yourself when you show up against me? You should take me Leisen too lightly!"

Lei Sen rushed towards the scar man with the giant axe. Lei Sen, who seemed clumsy, was extremely fast at this time. But in the blink of an eye, he came to the scar man's body, swung the giant axe in his hand and slashed it in half at the scar man.

On the other hand, the man with the iron hammer heard the words of the man with a scar. He didn't think much about it. He paused and stopped the attack, jumped backward, trying to distance himself from the person behind him.

"Want to retreat? It's too late!" As a clear and cold voice sounded, a gray shadow flashed and blood suddenly appeared. The hammer man covered his throat and fell down in a daze. But just a second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear a sad call: "Lao Wu! Sak!"

"I want you to die!"

The scar man looked at the soft and falling iron hammer man, and his eyes, which had already become red, turned red in an instant, with hatred, resentment and a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"I want us to die? I want you to die first!"

Lei Sen said coldly, the offensive in his hand became even more fierce, and it gradually became a little unstoppable, and the Scar Man was defeated step by step.

"ah!"

The scar man waved the broad sword in his hand to resist Lei Sen's attack. Although the scar man suffered a loss on the weapon with a sword blocking the axe, when the sword axe intersected, the scar man only took a few steps slightly. However, every time he took a step back, his eyes turned red, and his aura became even more violent and crazy. Finally, after a horizontal stroke, the scar man whistled to the sky.

Today, the morning in Carter City came very slowly. Perhaps the death energy in the city was too strong, blocking the sun. It was almost noon and the city was still gray, as if the night had just wanted to leave.

On a messy street, mercenaries in leather armor were carefully searching for something. From time to time, people exclaimed unconcealed joy because they took out valuable things from the ruins, and then hid things in their arms in the envious and jealous eyes of the mercenaries around them.

Among the crowd, there was a thin figure who was also busy, and he was skillfully whirling, all the places he thought could hide valuables.

"ah!"

When he opened a cabinet, John couldn't help but exclaim.

In fact, what John saw was not gold, silver and jewelry, but a head and a dark and hideous skull.

However, John's exclamation did not attract people's attention. In fact, everyone around him heard the exclamation, but they did not turn to see it. Maybe they thought John had picked up the treasure. They had seen such lucky things for too many times, and they did not want to turn their heads, because they did not want to have helpless jealousy more.

"ah!"

The screams rang again, and this time no matter who it was, everyone could hear the sarcasm. Everyone turned around and looked at John.

Everyone saw the thin John facing the wall, his feet floating off the ground in the air.

"John, what's wrong with you? Ah..."

A mercenary who was familiar with John carefully approached John, holding John's waist with both hands to pull him down, asked.

However, what answered him was a cold light. When he was about to pull John down with force, a huge force suddenly threw John out. A black hideous skeleton appeared in front of him, and the cold sword light appeared with the skeleton.

"I still haven't avoided it!"

Yan Xiu took the farewell back, took a piece of cloth casually from his hand, gently wiped the farewell, and looked at the group of mercenaries and said lightly.

"It's it! It's the skeleton that the regiment commander asked us to find. As long as we take it down, we can obtain a mid-grade combat skill at the level of the master."

A mercenary in the crowd looked at Yan Xiu and suddenly said. When the people around him heard this, their originally somewhat terrified gaze was instantly replaced by greed.

Yan Xiu looked at the group of people who were eager to try, with contempt and joke in his pupils, and said lightly: "A group of ignorant guys, if you can't escape, you'll send you to hell!"

As he said that, Yan Xiu stepped on her feet and turned into a faint black shadow and rushed towards the group of mercenaries.

"not good!"

As a clear voice sounded, the handsome young man came to Daolesen's side like a ghost.

"Mr. Li Shi, what's going on?" Lei Sen looked at the scar man in the roaring roar and asked the handsome young man, Li Shi.

"It should be that Xue Sha used some kind of combat skill." Li Shi looked at the scar man whose breath was constantly changing, frowned and said.

"Fighting skills!"

Lei Sen exclaimed when he heard this, and his eyes looked at the scar man with greed. This can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of a person to fight skills, and the grade is at least at the highest level or above.

"Fortunately, what he got should be incomplete, otherwise he would have completed that combat skill long ago."

After looking at it for a long time, Li Shi finally withdrew his gaze and said relievedly.

Hearing this, the greed in Lei Sen's eyes immediately went away, but his eyes were still burning, and he said to Li Shi: "Master Li Shi, are we just watching like this? Don't interrupt him?"

"It's too late to interrupt him. Looking at the rash move will only speed up his combat skills. At most, it will only add key sequelae to him."

After Li Shi's eyes flashed for a while, he finally shook his head and said.

"Are we just watching this?"

Leisen asked again.

This time Li Shi did not answer, but just turned his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand. Li Shi stood three meters away from the Scar Man. The long sword in his hand pointed at the Scar Man, and a sharp aura gradually condensed on the sword.

Lei Sen, who was on the other side, saw this, his eyes lit up, and he held the giant axe in both hands and raised it high above his head. Although the giant axe had not yet been smashed, his unstoppable momentum had dispersed.

For a moment, this simple house returned to peace, but the peace was weird and illusory, and no one knew whether this place would become a ruin in the next second.

It was still the same bad street, and it was like purgatory at this time, with blood and limbs spreading all over the ground.

Yan Xiu stood in the middle of the purgatory, and the soul fire in his mind was circulating, spreading in the streets. The power of life that only the undead could see was slowly sucked into the soul fire by him.

In less than a moment, Yan Xiu sucked all the life force on the street, and the pupil fire in his eyes became brighter. At this time, Yan Xiu was full of enthusiasm and looked at the purgatory with a little joy: "If so much life force is refined, it will be enough for me to break through to the third level. At that time, even the fourth level strongman, I can win!"

However, before Yan Xiu's joy had passed, a faint sense of crisis enveloped his heart. Yan Xiu frowned, and his fighting spirit was thriving. He held the parting in his left hand and placed it on his waist. He jumped outward a few times.

"How many brothers have you killed me? Do you want to leave without leaving anything?"
Chapter completed!