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CHAPTER 133 CHAPTER 0132

CHAPTER 133 CHAPTER 0132
The mud on his face was wet.

Tu Zhanwa opened his eyes, in front of him was the patter of freezing rain, and the piercing drops of water hit his pupils. Then he suddenly realized——his left eye was completely blind.

He still remembered that it was Luo Kaduo Nei Zhu who picked it open with his saber.

He stood up with a numb expression, and the freshest soil on the plains slid off his gnarled muscles. The black soil was mixed with blood, sticky and smelly, like some kind of rotten moss.

This is the plain outside Qiuming Ancient Road.

The sound of animal hooves came from far and near, and the nearby Qi Bing apostles thought that there was a fish slipping through the net in the corpse. They just wanted to go forward to make up the knife, but they were surprised to find that the unconscious person here turned out to be the boss of the city breaker.

The heavy cavalry wearing a horned helmet was speechless for a moment, and was looking at him in fear.

Tu Zhanwa is a fierce, experienced and feared fighter who survived countless sieges while updating his record.

Everyone thought it was the same this time.

Tu Zhanwa sat on the spot silently, seemingly lost in thought, the scar on his chest was fresh, and the wound healed quite quickly.

He stared at the scars, thinking of many things: Baylor Iron Fang saved himself by exchanging his life for his own, and all the vanguard troops, including the city breakers, seemed to have died in the explosion.

Soon, the food was served in front of Tu Zhanwa, it was hot broth.

His position among the Qi Bing apostles is still unshakable, especially in this season of winter and spring, the troops have just suffered defeats in various places, and the regrouped team must have someone to point out the way forward.

No one dared to say anything, everyone was waiting for Tu Zhanwan to make up his mind.

If you want to pick a leader from this bloodthirsty and crazy team, and let him command you to complete the final journey of martyrdom...

Then almost everyone will choose to cut tiles.

His strong body and rich experience are very worthy of entrustment.

He has a kind of solid strength while alive, this kind of persistence is very rare among the Qi Bing apostles, because most of them have become numb in the killing, and they are as frivolous as wild beasts.

The only exception is Tuchuangwa.

He will always become focused and tenacious, and no one knows where this power comes from, but the Qi Bing apostles have extravagant hopes... extravagant hopes that he can share this gift with everyone.

Tu Zhanwa sat quietly for a long time.

He is waiting for the arrival of all the remaining troops of the Painted Ice Apostles.

"Where is he, that damned coward!"

Another voice came from the confusion.

Tu Zhanwa frowned, the skin touched the injured eye socket, and there was a bit of heart-scratching pain, and a faint anger was instantly lit.

He looked at the strong man pushing through the crowd.

A few steps away, Luo Kaduo Nei Zhu was walking with his head held high.

The armor on his body was also in tatters, covered with blackened mud spots, it seemed that the other party rolled down the hillside just like himself.

That look is obvious...

With anger, with tyranny, and arrogant arrogance!

"Someone actually licked their face and enjoyed the food."

Luo Kaduo swung his wrist sharply, and the nail-headed ax blasted the pottery into slag in an instant.

The Qi Bing apostles gathered around, ready to cheer at all times.

"Look at him," Roccado called out to the wall with open arms, "a man who betrayed the creed of death! I saw him defeated by some unknown man, and fled like a beast, lying on the ground begging for life, and finally relying on Only by killing my subordinates, I managed to survive till now.”

The onlookers booed in disbelief.

They impatiently waved their weapons at Tu Zhanwa, expecting him to stand up to refute, accuse, and then use his strength to break the rumors.

"Kill him, kill him!"

I don't know who blurted it out, and then the voices were connected into pieces.

Tu Zhanwa looked at the nail-headed ax in Luo Kaduo's hand.

This weapon is his own, and the iron totem hanging on the end is still rattling, like a wizard's rattle.

Figure cutting tiles are not affected.

He has just experienced rebirth, and he has gained a transcendent peace in his heart. This feeling seems to return to the peak state of mind during Huoser's war sacrifice period.

Luo Kaduo didn't hear the other party's rebuttal.

He felt a certain loss, which turned into resentment.

Even if this kind of trash who doesn't want to make a sound is killed on the spot, it's not enough to gain enough support, and it can't be used to lead Qi Bing's apostles!

"Unfortunately, I regret it," he said. "Not challenging when you're at your strongest."

The onlookers sighed when they heard this.

Perhaps, the famous and famous city breaker boss had died somewhere.

Tu Zhanwa raised his head at this time.

He didn't have the anger the audience imagined, but he just said calmly: "Tell me, what are you killing for? Where does the hatred that supports you come from?"

Luo Kaduo narrowed his eyes and chose not to answer.

"You are empty," Tu Zhanwa continued, "you have no beliefs to support you."

He pointed to his bare chest, like an old man announcing his last words, but those words sounded extraordinarily aloof, he said:

"So you will never be able to defeat me, and you will never be able to become stronger. If a person has not found a reason to live, how can he find the truth revealed by fate in death?"

Luo Kaduo was so angry that his mouth and nose were twisted.

He didn't think about what the other party said at all, but the angry voice of the onlookers gradually subsided, and some people began to ask themselves, this is absolutely not allowed by Luo Kaduo!
He raised the mace.

This time there are no fancy moves, but directly towards the opponent's head!
Da da da.

Tu Zhanwa blocked the nail-headed axe, and he was empty-handed. He jammed the wide blade with his fingers as strong as pincers, and only scratched the skin.

Luo Kaduo's blood surged up, and a roar came out of his mouth.

Before he had time to do anything, the whole arm was twisted into a hemp rope, the bone stubble pierced the bloody flesh, and the whiteness was exposed to the air.

"Ah, damn it."

He knelt on the spot, and the opponent never stood up.

When the ex-bandit finally stopped screaming, Tu Zhanwa said, "You are about to meet the God of Death."

"Ha ha."

Luo Kaduo broke out in a cold sweat, but let out a playful laugh.

He knew that his life was not long, but at this moment, he couldn't let him be humiliated, so he retorted: "At least, I won't refuse my own death like you do."

"Then please tell the gods for me..."

Tu Zhanwa's eyes were as calm as water, but his tone was as firm as ice. He said, "I have never forgotten my hatred, and I don't want to succumb to fate. If he wants me to die, at least he has to come in person."

"what--"

The Gong Kaduo was discarded on the ground.

Tu Zhanwa broke off the opponent's purple knuckles, held the nail-headed ax in his hand again, and said slowly: "Besides, this is my weapon."

He raised his arms, and the iron totem clattered.

This former war sacrifice showed the ruthlessness and decisiveness that a boss should have.

He smashed the challenger's head to pieces.

The Qi Bing apostles onlookers instantly fell into madness.

(End of this chapter)

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