Apocalyptic Dark Age

The black claws advanced at an extremely fast speed, opening a gap in the crowd beside Gaofeng in the blink of an eye. The next moment, Huo Ya and others arrived. Countless swords were spraying blood and falling on their heads. Seeing that Huo Ya and the others were about to be killed. The blades cut the corpse apart, and Gao Feng went crazy.

"Just die, I don't know who I am anyway." In despair, Gao Feng felt a sense of self-destruction and no longer cared about gains and losses. He picked up the fang knife and turned around 360 degrees, slashing a slash around him. In the river of blood, six or seven desolate warriors had their muscles and bones split apart by a knife that suddenly burst out from their side, and screams resounded through Gaofeng's eardrums.

"It's three claws, it's three claws. He's really here..." The old master jumped up and down, but he didn't notice that a one-meter-long animal leg bone next to him hit his back hard. .

"Dang..." The pole swung the beast's leg bones apart and cursed: "How did your Ada teach you? Being distracted on the battlefield will kill you, and it will also kill us..."

"Push..." The splash of blood hit the face of the pole, and he was shocked by the hot blood. He wiped the blood from his eyes, only to see a frightened man holding a fountain-like hand. The neck fell towards him, Gao Feng appeared behind Huang Man, took a deep look at the pole, turned sideways and chased behind Black Claw.

"Follow up, keep up, the three claws are here too, right in front." Huoya's exhausted body once again surged with new strength, waving the fang knife to cut off all the spearheads that were stabbed, and shouted loudly behind him Roaring….

Black Claw did not turn around, but when he heard the cheers behind him, he took a step back suddenly and stood side by side with Gao Feng, shouting loudly: "Give me thirty breaths of time, even if you die, you have to do it for me."

Fighting for thirty breaths, which is one minute, in front of the weapons of hundreds of desert warriors was an impossible task for Gao Feng, but he did not refute, and suddenly accelerated and rushed to Black Claw to replace Black Claw. Claw acted as the vanguard to open the way.

The transfer of battle formations and destroying the enemy at the front has never been Gao Feng's specialty. His familiarity with guns is better than sabers, and his familiarity with sabers is better than capture. These are just trails, suitable for small-scale contacts and close combat in narrow terrain, but not suitable for close combat. here.

Only unparalleled warriors can break through the formation head-on and fight a bloody path. If they were ordinary soldiers, even if their equipment was more elite, they would have to sacrifice their lives.

One minute was as long as a lifetime for Gaofeng. All fear and distracting thoughts left him. In his heart and mind, there was only that short minute. In his eyes were countless weapons slashing and assassinating him.

"Fifty-nine, fifty-eight..." He muttered silently like a hypnosis in his heart, Gao Feng let out a heart-rending howl, took a step forward, twisted his waist, swung his fang knife, and smashed all the weapons that were coming at him. open.

"Fifty-seven, fifty-six..." The tusk sword came out of his hand, and he advanced without retreating. He drew out the saber and hit the heart of the person in front of him.

"Fifty-five, fifty-four..." The Huangren warrior also went crazy. The messy swords shrouded the space between Gao Feng and the man, chopping the Huangren warrior with bleeding heart into pulp. Gao Feng suddenly knelt down and rolled over. Among countless legs and feet.

"Fifty-three..." With a loud roar, the serrated saber slashed across a row of calves wearing straw sandals, accurately cutting the meridians on the calves.

"Kill, kill, kill..." The crazy desert warriors fell down one after another. Even if they fell to the ground, they were still shouting for battle.

"More than fifty?" Gao Feng rolled continuously on the ground. Fang knives and spears rained down in front of and behind him. He paused suddenly, rolled faster and pressed on a fang knife, twitching the fangs. The barren warrior pulled the sword onto his body.

"Plop, plop..." One spear after another pierced the back of the desolate warrior. The desolate warrior stared with hatred in his eyes and spurted out blood, which fell on Gao Feng's chest.

"Start counting again..." Thoughts unrelated to the battle flashed through his mind. Gao Feng kicked the guy holding him away with a kick, spilling thousands of blood drops. He rolled up and cut off the arm of the man holding the knife. .

The broken arm held the fang knife tightly. Gao Feng caught the fang knife connected to the broken hand and slammed it out. Before he could sprint again, a spear like a poisonous snake pierced his heart.

No longer thinking about counting, Gao Feng subconsciously twisted his waist and plowed the flesh and blood of his left chest with the spearhead, leaving a bloody groove as thick as a wine glass. He could no longer hold the saber and threw it into the spearman's big mouth full of yellow teeth.

Black Claw stood behind Gaofeng, avoiding the blade that missed Gaofeng. The sharp blade on his right arm was operating with all his strength, surrounded by a layer of faint black smoke, exuding a cold and violent aura of death. Let him use this ability , the black hair that was not dyed red by the blood gradually turned white, and the different eyes also dimmed a bit,

The people in front of him were not the Big Claw and the Second Claw equipped with high-quality leather armor, but the bare-chested Three Claw. This made him feel a little sorry. Because of discrimination and neglect, he deliberately forgot about the Third Claw every second. Bells, weapons fell on Gao Feng, splashing bright red. If equipped with leather armor, Gao Feng could block at least half of it.

Gao Feng's counterattack was fierce and fierce, but he was only one person and had to protect his black claws. Like grass in the strong wind, it could be broken and blown away at any time.

Looking at Gao Feng's scarred body and the crazy charging momentum, Black Claw couldn't help but be fascinated. Many years ago, the current San Claw was him at that time. It was relying on this kind of bloody courage to fight in despair that he Only in this way can he become the protector of the tribe. At this moment, he suddenly realized that Sanzhao was not only the son of that woman, but also his son, the son who was most like him.

"Three Claws, come back..." Black Claw didn't want to wait any longer. Gao Feng's figure was already staggering. Even though he was not ready, he didn't want to see his son die in front of him.

When he decided to give up his previous plan and save his son, Gao Feng knelt down in a pool of blood again, and seven or eight spears stabbed at Gao Feng like arrows.

"Ah!!!" Black Claw burst out with an unprecedented roar, and suddenly raised his right hand, preparing to use the ability that he had spent all his life to prepare. He no longer wanted to kill the Night Demon and win the final victory, just for his son. To be alive, at this moment, Black Claw is no longer the leader of the tribe, but just a father.

"Papa papa." The gun flames flashed, fire points flew, and the spears stabbed Gao Feng, causing him to fall down like a hedgehog. But in front of him, all the spearmen who stabbed him fell with him. .

"Three claws..." Black Claw shouted again, but when he saw that Gao Feng, who was lying in a pool of blood, had never moved again, he couldn't help but burst into anger. All his long hair like lion's temples stood up. He flashed and rushed over. Three claws in front of him.

"I'm going to kill you..." The Night Demon's roar penetrated the noise of the battlefield and pierced into Black Claw's forehead. He looked up suddenly and saw the Night Demon with blood-red eyes rushing towards him like a monster.

"Die..." Black Claw swung out the long-prepared killing move, and a tangible shadow swung out from his claw blade, cutting off countless desolate people and falling towards the Night Demon.

"It's you who died..." Night Demon crossed his arms in front of him, like a shield blocking the shadows, and countless horny scales exploded and fell off on his arms.

"Kill, kill him..." Zangzi and Huoya finally arrived. Huoya saw the peak of unknown life and death, and his eyes almost popped out of his eyes with anger, and he rushed towards the tall and burly Night Demon.

Night Demon let out a shrill howl, and his left arm covered with cuticle protection broke off from the elbow and fell to the ground, but he did not retreat, but rushed towards Black Claw again.

A spear pierced Night Demon's chest. Before Night Demon could counterattack, the spear broke when it hit the ground. The rebounded spear body formed a whip shadow and struck Huaya in the chest. Huaya flew backwards and fell to the ground unable to move.

Another fanged knife slashed at Night Demon's thigh. Night Demon didn't even have to dodge and still rushed towards Black Claw.

The fang knife was like chopping on the steel monster. The huge repulsion force caused the tiger's mouth of the pole to crack. The fang knife escaped from his hand. He watched helplessly as the night demon rushed past him. The next moment, he slapped him hard with a big hand. On the back, like a hen that had been slapped away, the pole spit out blood and flew more than ten meters before falling to the ground and rolling.

"Kill..." Black Claw did not close his eyes and wait for death. He waved his remaining sharp claws and took the initiative to attack Night Demon.

Gao Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood and opened his eyes, just in time to see the broken tooth flying backwards. He couldn't help but raise his arm. There was still one last bullet in his pistol.

His shaky arms could not support the weight of the gun, let alone aim. For the first time, Gao Feng felt that the pistol was as heavy as a ton of weight.

There was only a thin line between Black Claw and Night Demon. He had suffered at the hands of Night Demon before. Although Night Demon lost his left arm, he did not suffer much loss in the overall battle. He knocked the pole away and looked at Black Claw. His eyes were filled with coldness, and the cuticles all over his body were boiling, expanding continuously on his remaining right arm, condensing into a huge machete. As long as he raised the knife and dropped it, the black claw would become history.

"Pa..." A bit of fire collided with Night Demon's forehead, causing sparks to bounce off the strong cuticle to an unknown place. Gao Feng's right hand suddenly dropped, and he closed his eyes weakly, waiting for death.

"Boom..." The sparks from the collision of the bullets ignited the unknown liquid, and the blue flames suddenly enveloped Night Demon's head, causing him to stumble uncontrollably. The machete he swung fell into the air, splashing several corpses. , creating a huge pit.

"Ah!!!" Black Claw shouted unwillingly, and the body was knocked to the side by the splash, only the last blow was left, only the last blow was left! .

"Ouch!!!" Black Claw's unwilling roar was followed by Night Demon's even louder screams. The unexpectedly ignited wood rose essential oil had an unimaginable high temperature, making the air around him hot.

Black Claw lay on the ground and struggled to sit up. The panicked Desert Warriors surrounded the Night Demon and tried their best to put out the fire, but were set on fire by the wildly twisting Night Demon. These ordinary humans were also burning in the blue flames, wailing. .

The blue flame is like the flame of destruction that purifies everything, burning the Night Demon and everything around him.

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