"drink!"

Zhao Futu and more than a dozen Yellow Turban captains suddenly broke through the defense line of the Yellow Turban thieves. The combat effectiveness of these Yellow Turban thieves was generally low. Except for the small leader who was able to take a few of Zhao Futu's moves, the other Yellow Turban thieves simply could not

He is no match for him! Especially since he still holds the Desert Eagle in his left hand. He can shoot him in the head with a single shot!

Although the Desert Eagle is a novice equipment, it is also a blank slate weapon in the firearm category. The value of such equipment in the space is not low, at least 1,000 survival points. The weapons and equipment in the nightmare space remain high, and many main mission spaces have

The equipment obtained cannot be taken out, so many contractors with poor funds only start looking for weapons and equipment after entering the main mission.

Although he longed for the infinite bullet version of the Desert Eagle, Zhao Futu found out that he had not seen any infinite bullet firearms so far. The nightmare space only provides various services to the outside world, but the equipment weapons

However, it cannot be purchased directly from it. Contractors need to enter various nightmare spaces to obtain these. The birth of battlefield missions is, on the one hand, to facilitate contractors to obtain equipment.

But there is another way besides this, which is to train auxiliary skills through the nightmare space, and then buy some materials from the nightmare space to forge the equipment yourself. For example, there are many low-level whiteboard cold weapons, which are those who have the resources to learn forging.

Provided by contractors of auxiliary skills. At this point, if conditions permit, Zhao Futu also plans to learn cold weapon forging skills, which can be seen from the code name he took.

Bang bang bang!

Several more small leaders of the Yellow Turban Thieves were killed by Zhao Futu's gun, but by this time he had also run out of bullets.

You can exchange bullets in the space, but the exchange price is extremely expensive. One ammunition base (about twenty bullets) costs 100 survival points, and there is only one kind of bullet provided in the nightmare space, which is the standard general-purpose bullet.

It can be applied to any type of firearms. Zhao Futu could not afford many bullets, so he only prepared a base number of ammunition. I am afraid that any contractor who uses firearms to fight will be depressed, because the consumption expenditure they incur in daily battles is about

A lot more than others.

——Clang!

Zhao Futu took a few steps back and couldn't help but secretly said: "What a strong force!"

The scarred-faced man in front of me is the leader of these Yellow Turban thieves. He is quite tall. Compared to the other Yellow Turban thieves who are more than 1.6 meters tall, his height is almost over 1.85 meters! This one

The leader of the Yellow Turban Thief was covered in flesh, with big shoulders and a round waist. He had a line of tattoos carved on his arms, but what words were engraved on them. Zhao Futu just glanced at them without seeing them clearly.

"How strong is it!?" The leader of the Yellow Turban Thief did not expect that the force coming from the weapon was not small, and it immediately made his palms numb.

The weapons he used were two flat short axes, each weighing more than ten kilograms. He used all his strength to fight this time. Taking advantage of the weight of the weapons, he was able to repel Zhao Futu, but he did not expect that the palm of his hand would also

He was stunned for a while. What made him feel even more uneasy was that the weapon in the hands of the man in front of him was really weird. A long sword was able to block the attack of his axe, without leaving any gaps or cracks on it.

Know what material it is made of.

What made him even more uneasy was the strange and muffled sounding hidden weapon in the enemy's hand. The weapon was so lethal that even if he was hit, he might not be able to dodge it with much certainty.

Therefore, he initially sent his subordinates to besiege him in order to consume his hidden weapons.

"Are you willing to surrender to me? I can make you the second master!" The leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves had a head-on confrontation with Zhao Futu, and actually wanted to recruit him, so he couldn't help but retreat half a step.

Hearing these semi-literary and semi-ancient words, Zhao Futu frowned, and without saying much, he directly raised his sword and charged forward again.

The opponent's strength may be a little higher than his, but not much higher. Besides, the weapon he uses is a short axe, which has a weight advantage. Such an opponent is not enough to scare Zhao Futu! He shouted loudly and said:

Holding the sword with one hand, he turned to both hands, then jumped up, turned sideways and slashed down, which was a cleavage in the air in the silver cross swordsmanship!

"Clang!"

The jaws of Zhao Futu's hands cracked, and traces of blood spilled out. His palms had lost some flexibility due to the injury, and his numb finger bones forced him to hold the sword hilt tightly. This was another head-on collision, and Zhao Futu made a move.

The speed was so fast that the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves was not sure of getting out of the way, so he could only set up his pair of flat axes to block another attack.

But before he could catch his breath, the abominable thief swung his sword and then struck him with an unusually sharp horizontal slash!

If this move was successful, the leader of the Yellow Turban Thief would have no doubt that he would be cut into two pieces by him, so he didn't care about that anymore and could only swing his ax to the right again, and there was a loud "clang" sound.

Ring, blocking Zhao Futu's attack again.

After being pinned down and hit with several moves, the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves also became a little angry. He roared and wanted to fight back, but after Zhao Futu and Zhao Futu had a head-on confrontation, the offensive did not slow down at all, and then another

Remember that the heavy sword came out.

"This damn pickle (dialect)! Isn't he afraid that his arms will be shattered?" Although the strength of the leader of the Yellow Turban Thief is a little higher, these two head-to-head slashes on him were so shocking that his palms cracked.

, there is not much feeling left under the numbness. But the damned thief in front of me seems not to feel any pain at all. Blood has begun to ooze out of the tiger's mouth, but he can still attack crazily with one move after another!

With no other choice, the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves could only block with his two axes again, and there was another dull impact. This time, not only did his palms feel numb, but even his wrists seemed to have been injured.

, his movements were obviously not as flexible as before. The enemy in front of him was completely fighting for his life. He had no intention of caring about his own injuries. His moves were all fierce and head-on, exchanging injuries for injuries!

This left him with no martial arts skills and few chances to use them.

The enemy has already taken the lead. Unless you hold on until he is exhausted, or you cannot bear the injuries on your body, there is no chance to counterattack and attack!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Why is it so murderous?" The leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves has also been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but he has never seen such a murderous swordsmanship. His sword moves are continuous and he attacks with spinning chops.

His methods and moves were all fatal, and every move forced the enemy to block his attack head-on. He really doubted how anyone could master such swordsmanship. Such a desperate swordsmanship was probably not a normal move.

It will also hurt your body, right?

After practicing this set of swordsmanship for a few years at most, I'm afraid my body will have suffered overt and covert injuries.

Death suddenly at the age of thirty is considered minor!

One move, two moves, three moves, the more the two people came to the back, the more injured they were, and their physical strength became more exhausted. After holding on for five moves, the leader of the yellow scarf thief felt a trace of fear in his heart, because he found what was in front of him.

The enemy didn't seem to feel much pain at all. He was already frowning in pain due to the shock injuries on his arms, but the damn enemy in front of him still looked like he did at the beginning, although his strength was slightly weaker, but

The offensive shows no sign of slowing down!

If this continues, he can still resist five moves at most. No, no, no, I'm afraid it will be difficult for his hands to hold the weapon after three moves.

He felt the fear of death coming and was restrained by the enemy's offensive. He could hardly find any chance to turn from defense to attack. He wanted to call the yellow scarf thieves guard next to him and get on his shoulders, but he found that all the yellow scarf thieves were defeated by those

The captains of the Yellow Turban Army blocked it. Amidst the dull collision, there was another head-to-head confrontation. Finally at this moment, the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves discovered that there was a flaw in the enemy's offensive. The injuries on his arms were obvious.

It was already very serious. Both the strength and speed had slowed down. Once the speed slowed down, a flaw was revealed. The leader of the Yellow Turban Thief seized this opportunity under the desire to survive, and used a short ax with a ferocious smile.

After resisting the enemy's attack, another ax had already struck at his throat!

He could already imagine the sight of the enemy's blood spurting out from his throat.

However, after the ax was struck, he immediately found that the enemy's sword light was a little faster, and it actually hit him close to his arms. His arm struck the enemy's neck, but the ax did not move.

It hit the air behind him, and before he could fully react, a sharp cold light flashed through, and then his big head flew into the air!

"Damn pickle! He actually cheated!" This was the last thought in the head of the big leader of the Yellow Turban Thief.

"Huhuhu!..." Zhao Futu gasped, raised the head of the yellow turban thief leader with trembling hands, looked up to the sky and roared: "The big leader is dead! Why don't you surrender quickly!"

………………

"Contractor No. 1013 killed the big boss of the Yellow Turban Thieves and obtained 1000 survival points, soul fragments (large)*2, and a dark blue equipment key. Obtained bandit wristbands (light blue)*1, and obtained bandit leggings (light blue).

blue)*1."

A special wave flashed over the body of the dead Yellow Turban leader, and then two (large) soul fragments condensed in Zhao Futu's private space.
Chapter completed!