Liu Zhe, whose body has been strengthened, has similar strength to Dian Wei, and is even stronger, and his speed is much faster than Dian Wei. In his eyes, the murderer's movements are like slow motion.

When Park Dao came to him, Liu Zhe was short and avoided it, and then his trend continued to fall, he crashed into the murderer's arms and punched the murderer's stomach.

Liu Zhe's actions were as fast as lightning. The murderer didn't have time to react. Then he felt a huge severe pain coming from his stomach, which made him instinctively bent his waist like a shrimp.

Liu Zhe was furious and almost used all his departure. This punch smashed the murderer's stomach. The murderer spewed out blood, mixed with some minced meat. Then he bumped into the head like a wild horse and flew backwards. After landing, his body twitched for a while and then disappeared without breath.

"Hu..." A cold wind blew, blowing a few snowflakes.

Dian Wei grabbed the short halberd with his right hand and threw it out. However, he had just done this move, and the murderer had been knocked away by Liu Zhe, causing Dian Wei to lose his target.

"Huhh..." Liu Zhe gasped. This was his second time to kill someone, but he had no guilt and fear. Liu Zhe had no mercy on this murderer, and he would not feel guilty if he killed him.

"Child, are you okay?" Liu Zhe looked at the child who was lying on the ground with a terrified look on his face. The child was about eleven or twelve years old, eating his feet and wearing only one piece of clothes. He was shaking %% trembling, not sure whether it was because of the cold weather, or both.

Seeing that the child did not answer, Liu Zhe frowned. He had no time to take care of the child now. He grabbed a refugee who ran by the side, slapped him twice, and pulled him back to his senses.

"Take the child away." Maybe it was the power of two slaps, maybe it was the recognition that it was Liu Zhe. The refugee followed Liu Zhe's words and picked up the child and ran away from the place.

"Dian Wei, go." Liu Zhe greeted and continued to kill in with Dian Wei.

This time, Dian Wei walked in front of Liu Zhe. Along the way, all the enemies he encountered were knocked down by Dian Wei's halberd. No one was Dian Wei's enemy in one round.

Liu Zhe followed Dian Wei and was depressed. The people on the way were all dealt with by Dian Wei, and he had nothing to do.

Seeing that Dian Wei was killed happily, Liu Zhe simply did not follow Dian Wei, but went to the side. There were people running around in a panic, so Liu Zhe could only slowly find the enemy.

"Bang" A man flew out of a tent, an enemy came out of the tent, and as soon as he walked out, a fist magnified in front of his eyes.

This time, Liu Zhe killed the enemy without a single punch, but the enemy was full of stars by his punch, and tears and bleeding from his nose. After finally recovering, the enemy opened his eyes and wanted to see who it was. Then a sword light flashed in front of his eyes, his neck hurt, and then his eyes widened, his hands tightly covered his neck, making a loud noise, his life was passing. From beginning to end, he never saw who killed him.

Liu Zhe looked at the enemy struggling indifferently, and turned around and left with his Park knife.

Just after taking two steps, Liu Zhe felt alert behind his back. He stepped hard on his feet and his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, a splash of sword light cut off from the tent on his right hand.

Snowflakes splashed everywhere, and Liu Zhe did just in time to dodge the sword. An enemy was ambushing in the tent. After slashing the air, he half-kneeled on the ground, his face full of surprise. He didn't expect that Liu Zhe could dodge the sword. He was confident that this sword was very hidden and the timing of the sneak attack was very good, but unfortunately he let Liu Zhe avoid it.

While he did not respond, Liu Zhe took two steps forward and slashed at the enemy with one sword.

"Dang" the enemy reacted quickly, and he quickly raised his sword to sway to resist Liu Zhe's sword.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Liu Zhe's power, and his strength was as strong as a bull that made the enemy's right hand numb. The Park sword in his hand was chopped to one side. Liu Zhe's sword was still cast. Judging from the enemy's shoulder, the force was so strong that it almost cut the enemy in half. This sword almost hit him in front of the Hungarians, giving him no chance to struggle.

"Wow..." A refugee who witnessed the refugee here screamed in horror. The scene of blood splattering scared him. His scream immediately attracted the attention of two enemies not far away. They looked at each other and gave up chasing the other refugees. The two began to surround Liu Zhe.

Liu Zhe ignored the frightened refugees. Although he killed three enemies with his own hands just now, he all took some coincidences or took the lead. Now facing two enemies at once, Liu Zhe felt a little nervous. However, when he saw the tragic situation around him, Liu Zhe was no longer nervous, and instead was angry, wishing to tear them into pieces.

"Come on, bastard..."

Liu Zhe held the weapon tightly, without any fear in his heart!
Chapter completed!