"General Hassan, no more!"

Just as Yang Ritian pushed Hassan back, the horse statue rolled in front of Yang Ritian like a ball.

"how?"

Hassan had heard about Yang Ritian, but stopped at this time.

"Tank, tank was blown up..."

The horse eagle was covered in rags at this time, and there was no more of the momentum of being a big and domineering person, and it was all decadent...

"Where is the armored vehicle!"

Hassan roared, and there were explosions and shouts of killing everywhere. There was no way to tell who had his tank destroyed and whose tank was paralyzed.

"General..."

The horse eagle did not answer, but just shouted decadently, but this sound expressed the result without missing a word. That is, the armored vehicle was also destroyed!

"Nu Kang, my god, your ancestor!"

To Yang Ritian's expectation, Hassan's sentence was shouted in Chinese.

Hassan was furious, like a wounded lion, glaring at the direction where Nao Kang might be, shouting madly, wanting to charge!

"General!"

Although Ma Diao was fooled by Arxa to join the Mask Killer Alliance, his heart was filled with the past kindness of Hassan.

"You let go of me and let me rush up. I want to tear Nao Kang into pieces!"

Hassan tried his best to kick the horse eagle away, but he hugged his thighs tightly, shouting and scolding in anger, but to no avail...

"Hasan, calm down! Hide with Miaomiao Dan. Before the battle is over, no floors or horse eagles are allowed, please be optimistic about Hasan!"

Yang Ritian made up his mind in an instant, shouted at Hassan, and turned around and ran towards the battlefield.

At this time, a small part of Nao Kang's army had already broken through the defense line. Hassan's army, who had lost tanks and armored vehicles, was easily torn to pieces in front of Nao Kang's powerful firepower.

"Axosa, command the battle!"

Yang Ritian screamed and ran to Long Si's side.

"The fourth brother, only by killing Nao Kang now can they withdraw their troops."

Yang Ritian knew that capturing the thief first, especially for such armed forces, if they lose their command, they will inevitably gush out in scattered scattered like the river water on the dam.

"You cover me!"

After hearing Yang Ritian's words, Long Si made a decision instantly, pressed him down and jumped out.

"Old Si, you cover me. In terms of marksmanship, you are better than me. You cover me more than me. You are more likely to succeed than I cover you!" Yang Ritian pulled Long Si, pressed him to the ground, turned around and jumped out of the human wall composed of Hassan's army that was scattering in front.

"Brother Tian!"

Dragon Si's eyes were about to break. This was not a face of the island ninja or a killer from a foreign country, but a whole armed force, with the power of one person, there was no possibility of accomplishing it at all.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh!"

Long Si had no choice at this time. If he jumped out, the remaining people would have no way to complete the cover mission. They could only hold the sniper in their hands and kill those who might cause harm to Yang Ritian one by one.

"Your mother!"

Yang Ritian ran, and the Shengxie Sword appeared in his hand, and the splendor shone on the blade, full of charming light.

"ah!"

"ah!"

...

Every scream means that a person's life is dead under the sword of victory.

"Who is that?"

Nuo Kang was in a good mood. Looking at the torn defense line, it seemed that Hassan's territory was already his. Poppies all over the mountains and fields were blooming with charming flowers and small fruits, making people craving.

But I found a camouflage shadow rolling towards his place like the wind. Wherever he passed, it was filled with the power of destruction, with broken limbs and broken arms, and blood flowed into a river.

"General, I'll stop him!"

The middle-aged man beside him bowed and said, turning around and leaving.

"Haha, this is not the one that Uncle Fu wants to kill, right? However, Uncle Fu's men are getting worse and worse. Ten people went up and didn't even kill one of them."

Nuo Kang stared at the direction where Yang Ritian was and talked to himself, without a trace of tension deep in his heart.

Behind, behind, and on the left and right, there were soldiers holding light and heavy weapons. They were an army, fully armed army, and no individual could rush to his side under such circumstances.

"die!"

The middle-aged man beside Nuo Kang had just rushed to Yang Ritian when he saw that Yang Ritian had raised the strange sword in his hand. He had never seen such a sword before, with a splendid light all over his body, as if there was a legendary invisible sword energy surrounding him.

"Get out of here! Are you a three-year-old child? I want to hit me so far away?"

The middle-aged man cursed wildly and raised the gun in his hand. The distance between the two was about three meters. Even if the Wind Evil Sword was one meter longer, it would not be possible to hit him.

However, the gun in his hand was a deadly long-range weapon. As long as he gently pulled the trigger in his hand, he could kill the young boy in front of him.

"brush!"

"Well?"

The middle-aged man only felt a little painful in his neck, and the pain continued along his chest and to his waist. Only half of the gun was left in his hand, and the parts of the spring inside were ejected as the gun was cut off and scattered all over the ground.

With a thud, the man's upper body fell to the ground in surprise, and his lower body was still standing there straight, very strange...

"Kill him for me!"

Nuo Kang was furious. His first general, who had been taking over as general since he began to take over the position of general, followed him in the east and west battles, but at this time, he died at the hands of a young man.

"Kill!"

Most of the soldiers around were like locusts, while Yang Ritian was the only wheat seedling on this land. All the locusts were crowded and rushed towards him in a buzzing manner.

"Damn it, your mother!"

Yang Ritian cursed wildly, jumping, dodging the influx of bullets. In just one moment, the person had already rushed into the crowd.

Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles!

At this time, Yang Ritian seemed to be a god of killing, holding a peerless divine weapon, killing in the sea of ​​people. The light of swords flashed, blood splattered, and screamed in pain!

"Brother Tian!"

Long Si was furious and watched hundreds of people submerge Yang Ritian in the middle. He was as small as a drop of water, dripping into the sea and being submerged.

"Second, what are you doing?"

Arkosa shouted, but kept stopping Long Si.

At this time, Alxa felt that the pressure was greatly reduced. At least half of the people surrounded Yang Ritian, and the remaining half were evenly matched with the power here.

The main reason is that the armored vehicles and tanks were blocked by their own people at the outermost periphery. Without such heavy firepower suppression, how could Axosa, the old man, missed this opportunity?

He was excited, commanding the few remaining rocket teams and infantrymen, and fighting back against the chaotic Naukang army.

"this……"

Hassan hugged Miaomiaodan and hid behind a house. Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt that his blood was boiling. This is the man!

"The fourth brother!"

As soon as Long Si rushed up, a blood flower burst out from the crowd surrounding Yang Ritian. A circle fell around him, but Yang Ritian stood with his sword.

At this time, Yang Ritian saw Long Si rushing up with a smile in his eyes.

"Brother Tian, ​​come on!"

Long Si was too lazy to think about those things anymore. In this situation, either life or death, and timidity would make it easier to lose his own life.

"Hehe, let's play together to see who will kill the bastard named Nao Kang first and bet on a pack of cigarettes!"

Yang Ritian grinned and rushed forward first.

"Brother Tian, ​​you are cheating!"

Long Si threw away his sniper rifle, pulled out a barbarian dagger from his trouser legs, and rushed up. Now the two of them have only two packs on them, and if they lose, they can only smoke ordinary cigarettes.

"hey-hey!"

Death, Yang Ritian cursed in his heart. The seemingly gentle demon in front of him had already harvested hundreds of lives in the blink of an eye.

"It's not certain who dies!"

Nuo Kang screamed in surprise, his face as if it was going to rain. He took out AK with a bayonet from behind and stabbed Yang Ritian.

"court death!"

Yang Ritian smiled. Did this grandson really not notice it? He cut off all the iron pistols. This kind of AK, which is mostly made of wooden structures, wants to fight with him?

Yang Ritian's Evil Sword was still slashing out, and a ray of elf flashed, and his bloody head flew into the sky. Nuo Kang didn't even have time to scream.

"Nu Kang is dead!"
To be continued...