The sound of the head hitting the ground was deafening.
The entire Yang Family Fort fell silent at this moment.
Both the barbarians who were slashing with swords and the young men who were about to be killed stared at the head on the ground still wearing an iron helmet in disbelief.
You must know that this is the face that just broke through the door alone, killed more than ten people, and rushed into the forest of guns like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. No one can resist the inhuman power.
But now...
"Pfft——"
There was another muffled sound, and another Hu Qi was split in half.
The movements of the barbarians stopped, but the sword they swung did not stop.
After beheading the most ferocious-looking armored warrior, the broad sword continued to strike. When the sword rose and fell, the three warriors were cut in half in an instant.
The death screams broke the previous silence.
But this time, it was no longer the young men of Yangjiabao who were screaming.
At some point, You Qingzhuang had picked up the wooden spear of his companion and thrust it into the chest of the ferocious Hu Qi in front of him.
Immediately after the second person, the third person also did the same.
The fourth, the fifth...
The Hu people are indeed ferocious. They cannot defeat the Hu people. Even after just one encounter, they have been defeated - but now they know that the Hu people are not invincible. Even the most ferocious armored Hu general, that Inhuman monsters with evil spirits entering their bodies can also be killed and their heads chopped off.
If you can be killed, why not kill?
He is dead anyway, so he has to find another enemy to be successful!
"kill!!"
I don’t know who shouted this first.
But soon, more and more people started shouting.
"kill!!!"
The young men of Yangjiabao were killing, and the barbarians wielding scimitars and bones were also killing. At this moment, everyone's eyes were red with blood, and they just wanted to kill all the enemies in front of them quickly.
Among them, Du Chengfeng was the fastest one.
Having killed the armored general with his own hands, he had indeed boosted the morale of the young men in Yangjiabao unknowingly, but at this moment, he really couldn't maintain any consciousness anymore - before he struck that knife, he had already He had killed several Hu Qi in a row. When the sharp blade passed through his body and blood was sprinkled on the knife, he had never felt so free.
And after he struck out that sword and killed the armored general, a purer evil spirit poured into his mind.
Now it was no longer a question of relying on firm reason to prevent the evil spirit from pouring into his mind, but a question of whether his whole body would be exploded by the evil spirit on the spot. The cold evil energy had already flowed through his limbs and bones, and had even overflowed onto the big knife.
Something formless and formless was entangled between the blades, entangled in the fresh or dried blood, making this already heavy sword even more terrifying.
It's also more deadly.
At this moment, Du Chengfeng couldn't tell clearly whether he was waving the knife or the knife was waving him. The big knife in his hand and the whole person were already integrated and indistinguishable from each other, and there was no way to use the big knife. , the pig-killing knife technique that he had practiced countless times in his mind was completely reflected on his body at this moment.
But this time it was not pigs that were killed, but people.
It is much easier to kill someone than to kill a pig.
When pigs see a knife, they will run and scurry all over the ground. They must be tied tightly with ropes to ensure that the pigs will not break free, and then the pigs can be killed with one knife.
But those barbarians in front of them did not have this wisdom.
They stared with blood-red eyes and rushed over with scimitars and bones. Du Chengfeng could understand that they wanted to kill him. But being too close also brought them into the attack range of the broadsword.
He didn't even need to take the initiative to chase him, he just had to wait where he was and the barbarians would rush in front of him.
And he only needs to pick up the knife.
"Buzz——"
A well-forged sword passed through the necks of the barbarians in front of them. The heavy sword seemed particularly light and agile at this moment. The sword did not cut or cut, but wandered between the bones.
A slash of the knife left only a trace of blood on everyone's neck.
This is something that even the original owner of this big sword, Yang Huchi and Fatty Yang, couldn't do it.
Only Du Chengfeng, who once transformed into a broadsword and carried countless killing memories, could achieve this ultimate level of ease.
With another swing of the knife, Du Chengfeng felt as if he was stepping on the clouds, and the dried blood stains on the big knife in his hand gradually bloomed with a strange bright color.
A knife can breathe?
Maybe it will.
Just because Du Chengfeng had already felt that the breathing rates of him and the sword in his hand had completely overlapped.
They don't differentiate between each other.
"More, more..."
While muttering to himself, Du Chengfeng waved his sword.
Not enough, far from enough, but this is not enough. Both he and the knife in his hand have to kill more people and see more blood. But this number is not even comparable to the first time he killed someone. There were many more people in the governor's mansion than the people rushing in front of him now.
Too little, really too little.
And as he swung his sword again and again, fewer and fewer people could stand in front of him.
This couldn't help but make Du Chengfeng even more hungry.
He was hungry, or the knife was hungry, but this amount could not satisfy their appetite. More is needed, more is needed before they can continue to grow, more blood and more lives are needed before they can continue to move forward.
In a daze, Du Chengfeng stepped forward.
This time, there seems to be no difference between humans and pigs. Like untied pigs, the people in sight were running away in panic, trying to get away from him carrying a big knife - but this didn't matter to Du Chengfeng, he knew how to use the fastest The speed to catch up with those people, after all, they can't be as fast as four-legged pigs.
But at this moment, Du Chengfeng suddenly saw someone who was not afraid of death, blocking him.
"Are you...Carpenter Li?"
Du Chengfeng couldn't help but be startled when he saw the figure in front of him clearly.
"You're not dead?"
"Brother Du! Wake up!"
Although the two sides were already fighting, and even shit and urine were flowing out, Carpenter Li, who was holding a wooden spear, still gritted his teeth and looked into Du Chengfeng's eyes.
"Brother Du, with your injuries...you can no longer fight!"
"Injury? Where did I get the injury? I obviously didn't get hurt at all..."
Before he finished speaking, Du Chengfeng suddenly felt dizzy.
Immediately afterwards, the huge figure raised its head and crashed into the mountain of corpses at its feet.
