Crush! Charge again! Kill again!

The ogre trolls wielded their sledgehammers and slaughtered frantically in the crowd, each swing setting off a frenzy of blood and flesh, each heavy blow creating an indistinguishable mixture of bone and flesh!

The iron shields of the wilderness thugs formed an iron wall, the great axes cut down warrior after warrior like harvesting wheat, while the wilderness cavalry on both sides attempted to circle around to the left and right flanks for suppression, and the wilderness archers controlled the field through neat long-range attacks.

The number of sweepers might not be large, but the battlefield completely overwhelmed the camp warriors, and these humans had almost no advantage to speak of in front of the mutants.

Cloud Eagle picked up his weapon and was ready to follow the surrounding fighters to charge, there is no egg under the nest, the camp fighters were dead and wounded, even if they were lucky to survive, what was the use?

"Kid, don't be so impulsive."

Cunning Fox held Cloud Eagle down with one hand.

Mad Dog said with a cold face, "The Black Flag Camp surviving until today is not a matter of luck, the number of experts in the camp is in the minority, dozens of people from the elite group haven't even moved yet, why are you in a hurry to send them to their deaths? "

It was impossible to understand the thoughts of the two mercenary captains.

Sweepers are as powerful as a sweeping kill, in a few minutes time caused hundreds of casualties in the camp, have already fought to this point, should not it be out of the way?

The wilderness thug chopped off the camp guard's head with an axe, he was about to look for his next target when a burly and strong silhouette ghostly rushed over, his speed was fast to the extreme, pure and without any modification, his movements were crisp and clean longitudinal, swinging his arm, meeting his head, and punching!

When! It was like being hit by a sledgehammer!

The large iron shield was directly sunk into a large pit!

The thug staggered back like a thunderbolt, one step, two steps, a third step, he let out a fierce roar, iron boots are stepped into the ground, as if a nail to hold the body, his right arm swung his axe to fight back.

The giant man threw another punch! The axe blade sparked, shattered, and came off!

The thug's fingers were broken, and he too finally showed his fear.

The third punch! As fast as a phantom, as powerful as thunder!

The wilderness thug flew up in the air, his chest armor collapsed and all of his ribs were broken. Where was this like being punched? I'm afraid that even if he was hit hard by a car it wouldn't be anything more than that!

"Huh?"

The mysterious man stared at the other party with interest, this ferocious and mighty warrior was no one else but the captain of the Black Flag Camp's elite group - Bear!

Bear wore a pair of thick iron gloves, purely in terms of strength, I'm afraid that it was not inferior to Mad Dog, when dryly three punches killed a wilderness thug, he then targeted a tall and sturdy ogre.

The ogre felt the crisis, a multi-pronged iron hammer like plasma meat out, horrible power in the process of swinging set off a face scraping wind, a large number of blood beads of broken meat splashed out and scattered all over the bear.

Bear did not retreat, facing the rain of flesh and blood and up, when the side to avoid a heavy blow of the moment, a fist will ogre kneecap shattered, and then a foot stepped on the hammer smashed in the side of too late to lift, the second foot in the ogre's stout arm.

Click! The ogre's right arm was directly stepped on and broken.

The bear used his strength to jump up high and punch the ogre in the jaw.

The helmet didn't stop such a ferocious force, the ogre's jaw even broke his teeth, and the huge body fell backward on its back. The ogre wailed in pain and anger as it prepared to get back up, and a foot to the chest stomped it back to the ground.

Another punch! The bear's right fist shattered the ogre's ugly cheek directly, the iron fist blast was a pure blur, almost indistinguishable from the ogre's original appearance.

Finally finishing off a terrifying troll! The Elite Captain really did have amazing strength!

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This berserk strength and superb stance instantly pulled up the morale of the camp side.

The mysterious man let out a soft laugh, seemingly not caring at all about the deaths of his subordinates, he gently raised his hand to make an order, and several archers drew their bows to full capacity to shoot out several powerful steel arrows. A black silhouette jumped out as fast as a phantom, the incredible speed of a knife split all the arrows, it was another captain of the elite group, Wolf!

The two elite captains stood with their backs to each other, Bear raised his blood-dripping gloves, and Wolf raised his snowy longsword.

"Watch out."

"Same!"

Why did the men need to say more? The two have long developed a tacit understanding after many years of life and death friendship, very relieved to give their backs to each other, at this time dozens of thugs and a few ogres surrounded them, the other elite warriors of the elite group supported them, and both sides were instantly trapped in a grueling fight.

Bear roared up in the bitter battle, "Yellow Spring's, you guys still don't make a move, do you have to want to wait until we die out?"

The two guys were not weak, how could they die so quickly!

"Hey, hey, hey, we're going too far like this." Cloud Eagle was very contemptuous of the fat man's approach, "The camp is a matter of life and death, why are you still thinking about your own interests!"

Cunning Fox glared at Cloud Eagle and said, "You're the one who's fucking talkative! Be a good boy and stand at the back!"

"I'll go if you guys don't!" Cloud Eagle revealed a look of determination, "I'll die sooner or later anyway, so I might as well fight them to the death!"

"You kid talks too much shit!"

Cunning Fox remembered that Huang Quan seemed to owe the bear a favor, he then glanced at the leader of the sweepers who never moved, his heart faintly had some regretful expressions, the main reason why he had been reluctant to make a move was because he hadn't felt out the other side's bottom line.

Cunning Fox even if there is no Cloud Eagle that kind of more sensitive intuition than wild beasts, the most basic judgment is still there, in fact, only in terms of the scale of the sweepers, the Black Flag camp may not be completely without resistance, the biggest variable may appear in this person.

Cunning Fox wants to wait for the other party to strike first in order to understand each other's ability.

This mysterious guy still did not have the idea of making a move, Cunning Fox could not continue to wait any longer, so he made a gesture, "Let's make a move too!"

Cloud Eagle hurriedly shotgun in hand to get ready for battle.

"You rookies don't mess around!" Mad Dog slightly bent his body in a poised position, his face full of scars one by one began to twist, his body muscles twisted up like a worm, his body was like a bowstring taut to the extreme, "I'll go first!"

Both feet stepped and sunk into the ground, spinning around and shooting out like a cannonball.

A strong gust of wind whistled past, and Mad Dog was already running out of sight.

Fast! Too fast.

Mad Dog was not an agile evolver, but under the full force of his physical strength, his speed was not inferior to that of an ordinary agile evolver.

The two wilderness thugs faced the fast coming Mad Dog and had to defend themselves.

The mad dog roared and rushed at a faster speed, this kind of look down on all the fierce momentum, let a person have a kind of illusion, even if in front of the block is a mountain peak, he can also be crashed into it.

The wilderness thugs had not encountered such a crazy human being, but they were only slightly stunned, and the two axes were raised to chop over to this figure.

Bang Bang!

Cunning Fox drew his gun and threw his arms forward, two clusters of gun flames erupted out, and the two wilderness thugs directly fell back.

Mad Dog stomped on their heads with two feet, the hardened thugs' necks were crushed, and eventually jumped up more than six meters high, the two big axes flashed a round of brilliant cold aura in his hands pouncing on an ogre.

This vacating is very dangerous.

Because no matter how strong the strength was, one simply couldn't move around in mid-air.

The sweepers were all battle-hardened, so of course they didn't miss an excellent opportunity, and the two sweepers drew their bows in preparation for an arrow to penetrate the mad dog in mid-air.

Two more shots rang out!

Two bullets passed through the crowd with precision, instantly penetrating the skulls of the two sneak attackers, before the bowstring had time to be pulled back, and fell straight on their backs on the ground.

Mad Dog was preoccupied from start to finish, his whole body focused on his target, and he roared with more frenzy and shock than a wild animal.

When! Two thick axe blades fell along with the body, cutting heavily on the ogre's head.

Axe blades, helmet, ogre brain.

All three shattered open together!

The ogre's lanky body was lifted up by the berserk force, flipping around in the air and spreading red and white brains everywhere, before it finally smashed heavily on the ground like a mountain of meat.

Mad Dog laughed, this strike to kill the ogre too hard to crack the hands of the tiger's mouth, but he has been unable to feel the pain, two snow bright machete pulled out from the waist, devastating several wilderness thugs even shield axe handle armor and even flesh and bones together with the chopping and chopping.

So powerful! Regardless of whether it was the camp elite group or the Yellow Springs mercenaries, the strength of the several captains was too shocking! With such powerful people around, there is still hope for the camp!

Cloud Eagle felt a cold and bone-chilling killing intent enveloping him, although the target was not him, this killing intent was too cold and too owed, giving him a feeling that he had plunged from the scorching summer heat into an ice cave, and every cell was frozen.

The source of the killing intent was the cloaked man who had not responded.

Cloud Eagle reminded, "Cunning Fox be careful, that person is about to strike!"

Cunning Fox was slightly stunned, "Oh yeah?"

Two long, straight-edged knives protruded from the mysterious man's sleeves as if they were dangerous vipers spitting out of their mouths. The Mystic's eerie eyes, on the other hand, were like a deep black sea, allowing a shocking wave of killing intent to envelop them.

Is popped out, shot out, does not conform to the laws of physics, a moment ago was stationary, the next second will fly out, no acceleration process, the speed of the incredibly fast, that light state as if not bound by gravity, the tattered cloak fluttering in the wind looks more like a pair of demons stretching open the black feather wings.

Here it comes!

Finally came!