A knife can be strengthened 10,000 times

But at the moment when his movements froze, the companion behind him quickly pushed to his body, stomping on him and attacking Xia Yi again.

Enemies in all directions have only one goal.

That is to kill the invading enemy in front of you! For the motherland!""

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In the food stall, everyone looked at the man who was spinning and dancing like an elf in the dark night, and saw that every time his blade swung down, he would just take away a fresh life just right. Everyone was just one blow.

One blow is sure to kill! Under the bird's eye view, the man was surrounded by water, but he happened to be in that square inch, wielding a knife to the extreme.

Within a short distance, the enemy is full of people! Ants kill as many as there are none.

There are many ants, but for elephants, it is only a matter of time.

Right now, the storm is raging!

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There are many professions in this world.

Doctors, painters, musicians, dancers, sculptors, cooks, all walks of life, all kinds.

very many.

And those who are the best among these professions, such as those who engage in music, we call them musicians.

Dancers, we call them dancers.

Often these people who are given special titles are the most outstanding group of people in all walks of life.

It is they who have sublimated ordinary skills into an art form, which is appreciated, praised and praised by the world.

And what is displayed in front of the group of local emperors facing Han at this moment is also an art.

This art is called death.

Death itself is not an art. Birth, old age, sickness, and human nature, those who died of starvation, those who died of illness, those who died in car accidents, those who died by jumping off a building, and those who died by falling into the water are happening all over the world every moment.

And these people are used to death.

In theory, there shouldn't be any surprises.

Even, some of them are... dedicated to creating death.

When a person can easily put himself above the life and death of others, the awe of... death disappears.

The power of life and death, give and take what you want.

until tonight.

It wasn't until this moment when they saw the scene on the screen made of smoke that they recalled the fear that had been hidden for a long time in their hearts.

At this moment, the killing in front of him could no longer be called killing.

Death is no longer a punishment.

That... the gentleman who waltzed in the rain sublimated death with his ingenious killing skills.

Sublimated it to the category of art and showed it to everyone.

Even, watching the unilateral massacre in that scene, they had a very absurd feeling in their hearts.

Can die at the hand of this person, and that named "death"

It is a kind of supreme honor originating from greatness to integrate the art of art into one, to dedicate oneself to it, and to contribute one's life.

The surroundings of the picture are decorated with corpses that have already been lying on the ground.

Even from such a distance, they could faintly smell the smell of blood in the air.

Out of hundreds of enemies, there are only a few dozen left at this moment.

These people didn't run away, they still desperately wanted to continue fighting.

Just like the fanatics who went to the grand art of death together.

Praise death, fear death, and then get the gift of death, fall into the arms of death, integrate with it, and never separate again.

For some reason, a thought of longing for this rose in their hearts, like a basin of cold water, quickly made their hands and feet cold, and quickly shook their heads to shake this absurd thought out of their minds.

Don't dare, can't, can't.

Absolutely not! "Shua"

The last person was cut horizontally by Xia Yi, and his body fell to the ground. He struggled twice, but did not move.

"huhuhuhu"

Panting, Xia Yi looked at the lying corpses around him, the leather shoes under his feet were soaked in the bright red rainwater, and looked at the five people who stood at the gate of the resort hotel at some time.

He shook off the remaining blood on the emperor's body, stood in the rain, and smiled brightly at several people: "Come on, brothers."

While speaking, he took out his phone and looked at it.

1:49.

There are two 10 minutes.

The one in the back mountain...the bioelectric signal still stays where it was, without moving.

Putting the phone in his pocket, he looked at the five 55 men in front of him who treated him coldly, and after panting twice, he said, "Lin Dongxun, right?"

The tip of the knife pointed at the middle-aged man in the middle, he said.

Lin Dongxun didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.

Xia Yi didn't care, and moved the tip of the knife a bit: "Zhang Jinyong, Park Xianglie, He Chi, Zheng Zhehao."

Pointing out the names of five people, he continued: "Among them, Lin Dongxun, Park Xiangyeol, and Zheng Zhehao are North Korean defectors. Jang Jinyong was sentenced to 15 years in prison for manslaughter in Yanji. When he was released from prison, he became an awakened person.

Hechi, a native of South Goguryeo, whose identity is unknown.

I'm right."

Lin Dongxun, who stood among the five people, nodded calmly: "Yes, you have excellent intelligence capabilities, Director Xia."

While speaking, he touched the back of the suit and took out two crutches.

The two crutches are wrapped with golden dragon reliefs, the dragon's mouth is the front end of the crutches, and the four dragon teeth are shining red under the light.

Holding it in his hand, he looked at Xia Yi and said: "Baishan will always abide by the law, and we will give you enough courtesy after you come.

But now you are still targeting us, which is very inconsistent with the rules of Linhan."

"Rules of Linhan"

Xia Yi seemed a bit tired, standing in the rain with his hands leaning on Di Zhen, showing a sarcastic smile.

"I don't know what the rules were before Lin Han, and I don't bother to know.

But, after I come, there is only one rule in Linhan."

As he spoke, he pointed to himself: "That's me.

What I said was... Wang Fa.

What you say and do is... the king's order.

The person I kill is...the one who deserves to die.

The gangs I wiped out are... trash that should have been eliminated long ago.

Mr. Lin, do you think what I said is right?"

"Oh, it's really crazy."

The kidnapper in Lin Dongxun's hand exuded a threatening coercion.

And as if it was a signal, the other four people who had not spoken at the side also took out their weapons.

In the world of the awakened, especially the awakened body, cold weapons are the mainstream.

Hot weapons that can cause damage to awakened people, like Li Che's two big snipers, are firstly difficult to obtain, and secondly, at certain times, guns are really not as easy to use as knives.

In Hechi's hand is a 9 military dagger.

In the hands of Zheng Zhehao and Park Xiangyeol are two Goguryeo long swords that are very different from Xia Yi's Emperor Die, and similar to the Heguo sword.

And what Zhang Jinyong used at the end is more interesting.

It turned out to be a chain whip with nine locks.

Seeing their weapons, Xia Yi was happy and shivered.

"So, you are all good at using weapons."

Hearing his words, Zhang Jinyong, who was holding the nine-chain chain whip one after the other, as if he could throw the whip head out and pierce the enemy at any time, sneered: "You will know after a while."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Dongxun took a step forward and rushed towards Xia Yi with crutches in hand.

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The battle belonging to the awakened has begun.

Lin Dongxun took the lead, and the crutches in his hands were not ordinary things. When Xia Yi's knife came down, his arms were crossed, and the two crutches directly caught Xia Yi's Empress Dowager.

Where the short soldiers met, a cloud of fireworks burst out from a trace of dragon chant.

"Hwarang Chong!"

With a low shout, the two coiled dragon eyes above the kidnapper suddenly burst into red light.

Xia Yi only felt a shock force coming towards him, and then he was knocked out.

And the moment he flew out, a section of the whip extended a few feet out of thin air at a tricky angle, piercing through the air, and the whip head swayed irregularly towards his eyebrows.

Xia Yi's knife crossed, and the whip's head was skewed, and then wrapped around Di Chen's blade.

"Liu Huo!"

There was a low shout in the distance, and a flame quickly spread from Zhang Jinyong's hand along the nine-section whip, and burned in front of Xia Yi in an instant.

The entangled Emperor Fan was forcibly turned by Xia Yi, and after making a toothache sound, there was a rattling sound, and the whip head snapped off.

And at this moment, two Goguryeo long swords suddenly appeared obliquely above him, Zheng Zhehao slashed down, while Park Xiangyeol's sword was swung by him forcefully, and quickly stabbed towards Xia Yi.

Finally, He Chi, who was holding a 9 dagger, appeared behind Xia Yi like a ghost.

The dagger in his hand was aimed at his heart.

Xia Yi, who had nowhere to relay, seemed to be about to die in this decisive situation in the next second.

But just when the long knife and the dagger were about to stab him one after the other, Xia Yi's figure suddenly turned into a cloud of thunder.

A wind mass appeared on the soles of his feet, and when he stepped on the soles of his feet, he disappeared into the mid-air with nowhere to relay, and when he reappeared, he had retreated to a distance of five steps away from several people.

"Huh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous."

Wiping the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, he smiled: "This is the technique of combined attack"

No one answered.

Unlike in anime or novels, no one is very brain-dead to tell the principles of their moves, or their advantages and disadvantages when facing the enemy.

That guy is really out of his mind.

So, facing Xia Yi's question, He Chi sneered at Xia Yi, and his figure disappeared in place, as if invisible.

And Zhang Jinyong's nine-section whip that was cut off by Xia Yi automatically reassembled without wind.

Zheng Zhehao held a long knife and stood with Lim Dongxun, posing as if he was going to continue the main attack.

And Park Xiangyeol did not know when there were five more short knives picked up on the ground.

He is the furthest away from Xia Yi, a full fifteen steps away.

"Tsk tsk, two people are the main attackers, one is responsible for supporting, one is providing long-range support, and the other is looking for a one-hit kill in the dark. The person who died just now was Li Che, right? If he and Pei Xishi were both there, then the two should be the main attackers. One person supports, two people provide remote support, right you are very proficient in this joint attack technique.

It's not like a group of rabble at all, but like a companion who has cooperated with each other for many years.

"Xia Yi held the knife, and there was no pressure on his face, but he was full of curiosity: "You really don't plan to talk about it? Start working together to cultivate colleagues with a tacit understanding.”

Several people stared at the same time.