Liu's hand was numb, and her heart was shocked: "This guy is so powerful that he can block my full blow. Is he Grimuccio? It really deserves its reputation!"
The shock in Grimuccio’s heart is far above the current. Since he became famous, few people have been able to keep their weapons in their hands after coming into contact with his weapons. This person not only held the guy firmly, but also almost shook his hands. I can't hold the axe anymore. I just vaguely saw that the other party seems to be a 20-something little furry boy. Where is the powerful character coming out
But it didn't take long to think that another thing that made him even more shocking appeared, and there was no one behind that guy. Those horses seemed to have lost the rationality that the animals themselves should have. Grimuccio almost hit the saddle by these wild horses. He quickly turned off the horse's head, followed the direction the horses were running, and chased the kid who had just fought with him.
The robbers behind Grimuccio did not have his strength, and similarly, they did not have the luck of Grimuccio. Liu threw the long-handled saber in his right hand to his left hand, and controlled his crotch with his still slightly numb right hand. The horse that got off rushed into the band of robbers.
The bloodthirsty demon still insists on killing the enemy in his own unique way. He never cuts the opponent’s vitals. He likes to cut off the opponent’s thigh, or knock the opponent off the horse with a knife handle, or cut off the opponent’s horse head and let the opponent slip. Under the horse, under the trampling of Ranma, he died in pain. He dashed all the way forward, without encountering a united general. The screams of the robbers when they fell from their horses, the wailing of being trampled by horses, combined with the dancing sound of violent sand, combined into a weird magical song. The blood splattered by the enemy dyed his white robe redder, and his arbitrary killing made his rush faster and faster!
He rushed to Hart's side, only to meet a small obstacle. Hart's spear kept his body impervious to the wind, and the blow of Liu's best effort could only stay on his horse's head. The next small scar. Because he had lost his original memory, Liu could only rely on instinct to fight, without any combat skills.
Hart’s mount was frightened, and the frantic horses greeted him. He almost threw Hart off his horse. He was shocked and immediately made a cold-blooded decision. He leaped and jumped to the other horse. The original owner of the horse, one of his capable men, kicked it down, then turned and chased Liu again, but the man was trampled by the horses.
Liu has penetrated straight into the enemy's hinterland, and the number of robbers' deaths is rising. The robbers behind Hart’s regiment do not know the situation ahead, and because of the wind direction, Grimuccio’s warning has been transmitted to their ears. It became vague. They thought it was the regular army of which force that killed them, and they were all frightened. When the flow of horses came to them, they did not know who said: "Run, brothers, little Fate matters!"
The easiest thing for these mobs to accept is the incitement to escape. I don't know who initiated it first, and they turned their horses one by one, and then fled around.
Liu laughed and pretended to chase for a while, and when he chased the group of deserters who would not dare to look back, he turned back to the horse's head and killed Grimuccio and the others.
The tumbling dark clouds have occupied the afternoon sky, rendering the day to night, a thunderbolt flashed at the end of the distant sky, amidst the thunder, Liu frantically laughed and rushed to the chaotic enemy lineup again, lasting two After many hours of killing, his physical strength was already close to the limit, but the excitement and bloodthirsty desire made him still full of energy.
With the coming of thunder, the rainstorm poured frantically on the earth, washing away the wind and sand in the sky, and the robbers finally saw their enemy clearly. This should be just a teenager who will never exceed twenty years old, but Because the distance was too far, he couldn't see his true face clearly, but the violent and violent aura emanating from him made these murderous robbers also feel terrified. The most shocking thing is that his clothes have been completely stained red with blood. Even though it was not washed away by the rain, he rode a white horse, braved the heavy rain, and rushed towards them again.
Looking at my side again, a large band of robbers actually only has more than 400 people left, and with the corpses of their companions on the ground that have been trampled down to not look like humans, fear slowly takes over their hearts.
Those who have not escaped at this moment are Grimuccio and Hart's most loyal and strongest fighters. These fierce robbers yelled from the boss and quickly regrouped. Grimuccio roared wildly: "Just the fuck alone, rush up, rush up together to kill him!"
I don’t know what the scared robber said in a low voice: "That guy is probably a demon, he can't kill..."
Grimuccio yelled and chopped off the head of the talkative guy with a backhand, and shouted: "Whoever ****** says, the end will be the same as him.
A dissatisfied Li Mang flashed in Hart's eyes, and Grimuccio's mood he could be sympathetic to, but if he killed his own hands like this, he really didn't put himself in his eyes!
The rest of Hart's men immediately stared at Grimuccio angrily. In their eyes, Grimuccio at this time and the demon on the opposite side looked the same as an abomination!
Grimuccio spit out thick sputum, met those hostile gazes, and said disdainfully: "Should you not kill the coward?"
Hart watched that the demon was getting closer, then looked at the unrestrained subordinates around him, and said decisively: "Gremucho, this guy seems to be just a personal grudge with you, forgive Hart not to confuse him this time. It's water!" Then, he immediately issued a sharp long whistle, leading his remaining four hundred men to flee in another direction.
Grimuccio looked at the backs of Hart and others who left quickly and yelled: "Damn, Hart! What do you mean?"
At this time, Liu had already killed them. In the unavoidable situation, Grimuccio led a dozen surviving subordinates, roaring and greeted him directly: "Brothers, fight with him!"
In the squally rain, Grimuccio shouted against the wind: "Boy, you fucking have a kind of singles with me!"
Liu Kuang laughed and said: "Haha, idiot! Singles?" A staggered horse to avoid Grimuccio, and then cut off the right hand of the robber behind Grimuccio, in the robber's screaming cry. , Liu had already crossed the horse again, and cut off the whole left leg of another robber.
History repeats itself again, but this time Liu is much easier, because there are very few people left. There are indeed one or two good masters under Grimuccio. Liu immediately avoids the one that can stop him. Turn to another person to kill.
When Liu fell past the horse's head again, Grimuccio had only three remaining.
Seeing Grimuccio roaring like a beast, Liu Haha laughed wildly, the white horse under the crotch did not stay at all, and once again rushed to Grimuccio. Liu and Geli Mucho crossed the horse again, preparing to avoid it as before, and then killed his last two men. Who knows that he underestimated Geli Mucho’s determination to burn jade and stone, and he was about to go wrong. Ge Li Mucho suddenly roared, flew away from the horse, and pounced straight forward.
Seeing the pair of giant axes in Grimjo’s hands approaching from far away, Liu was shocked. He had experienced Grimuch’s astonishing strength. He didn’t dare to be straight forward, and he almost didn’t even think about it. When he got under the horse, his feet clamped the horse's stomach tightly, but despite this, Grimuccio's coming was too fierce, and the giant axe still made a line on Liu's right arm as they passed through the air. Long gaps.
With a low groan, he tightly covered the wound, his legs vigorously, turned on his horse again, tore off the sleeve of his left hand, and bandaged the wound of his right hand tightly. Grimuccio's last two loyal subordinates seemed to be mad, and like their masters, they jumped away from their horses and flew into the run.
It is a pity that their strength is still far away from their boss. Both of them were cut off by the volley, and then fell to the ground in blood.
Grimuccio's eyes were gleaming, and he shouted violently. The giant axe in his hand drew a weird arc in the raindrops, slashing straight to the flowing forehead. There was horror flashing in Liu's eyes, and he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it. Fortunately, his reaction was quite agile. This axe didn't really hurt him, but the sharp axe cut his black hair into a small section.
Liu Zheng wanted to turn around to fight back. Grimuccio’s second axe had already arrived, faster than the first axe. When Liu turned around and stepped on the spot, he went straight back, but Grimucho’s giant axe was like a shadow. , As a flash of lightning struck through the night sky, a small deep gap was cut on Liu's left chest, and bright red blood rushed out of the wound.