A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

"In that case..." Duanqiang wanted to say that he should use the best way to kill him.

"But, that's all." Bai Jue said lightly, "I can block this spear...but they can't block my sword."

Seeing this scene, Akado felt even more delighted.

He raised his arm, and the crossbowman behind him drew his longbow, and the arrows shot like rain paving the surface.

Bai Jue fished it out casually, pulled out a dead man from the dead river as a shield, and went forward against the rain of arrows. After several rounds of shooting arrows were over, the dead man had dozens of arrows stuck in his back, just like a hedgehog. The only vitality is tenacious and not dead.

Bai Jue threw it back into the Dead River,

At this time, the first round of cavalry began to charge.

To be honest, although Bai Jue has practiced swords for some time, he is not good at fighting head-on. He is more like a summoner. He releases a few babies, drinks ice-cold music, and the opponent is wiped out. This is the normal development of the plot.

He even has no experience in facing hundreds of thousands of troops. Fighting thousands of cavalry by himself, alone with swords, seems to be joking.

But Bai Jue didn't have the slightest idea of ​​joking at all...he was absorbing, improving, and tempering.

These are all valuable experience points, and none of them can be let go.

In Bai Jue's eyes, this group of cavalry is no longer cavalry, but mobs with experience points marked on their heads. Thousands of cavalry may be leveled up by killing them?

He raised his sword, leaped lightly, jumped into the cavalry, and walked among the horses and crowd like a dragon swimming.

The movements are clean and neat, every time you swing the sword, every turn, every step, after experiencing the baptism of iron and blood, you become more calm and capable.

Only in close-range life-and-death battles can the foundation be honed more firmly, and after the redundant and hesitant movements have faded away, the sword moves that have been tempered after thousands of years are more pure. Only in the baptism of killing can the true meaning of swordsmanship be manifested.

Among these thousands of cavalry, Bai Jue simply swung his sword to kill people.

One sword, one head, one step, one life.

Among the thousands of troops, hundreds of people were killed, and no one was a single enemy.

"What is this..." Akado couldn't help feeling: "Beautiful...such an elegant killing."

Killing is tyrannical and cruel. Akado was a famous impaler before he was alive. He is famous for his cruelty to the enemy. He regards fighting as a prayer to the gods. As long as he keeps killing, he will see the gods sooner or later .

But the scene in front of him, who has been bathed in blood after a long battle, felt a long-lost joy and charm. Different from the aesthetics of violence, this is a kind of beauty of killing that has been tempered for a long time, even without the accompaniment of blood and iron. , just the lightly flying sword dance is enough to shake people's hearts.

Bai Jue's tactics are very simple, all he relies on is speed.

Find the target among the cavalry, kill with the sword, find the next target, kill with the sword, always retreat before the encirclement is complete, and stop chasing after a successful blow, repeat this process, and break it into pieces.

Of course, if you make a wrong judgment on the situation, or hesitate for a moment, you may end up in jail.

He did make a mistake, but the reaction was quicker.

With the support of both arms, the sword energy burst out, and the circular storm spread, and the cavalry within a radius of ten meters were immediately chopped into uniform pieces. After landing, Bai Jue stepped on the ground and killed the cavalry.

If this group of iron cavalry were not dead, their morale might have been slackened and they had no intention of fighting, but they were all dead, and they didn't understand the principle of coveting life and fearing death. They only knew that they would fight until the last one.

So none of them stayed behind.

When Bai Jue walked out from the cavalry group, the 800-meter road that he walked was burning with blue flames, and the dead returned to hell, burning into black ashes.

Bai Jue frowned, and looked at his cuffs and clothes corners dissatisfied. He originally planned not to take blood, but in the end he couldn't do it. There were too many people, too many horses, too much blood, and he was too busy killing people. He didn't have much time to avoid the splashing blood, but Cang Xuejian was still pale, not stained by blood, as clean as a Persian cat that had just been bathed.

He wasn't unscathed either, there were bruises on his cheeks and palms, but not much blood flowed at all.

Bai Jue wiped off all his blood stingily, not intending to leave a drop of it to the king of monsters.

He was still the last 100 meters away from Akado, but the 100 meters was empty, as if deliberately left blank, the ground here was very clean.

Akado walked down, his eyes were hot, and he clapped his hands: "You are here, is it me who will be destroyed next, or you? No matter which one comes to the end, I have to thank you Fill my hunger!"

"Are you looking forward to death so much?" Bai Jue rolled his eyes: "Like a shaking M."

"This is the nature of monsters, and it is also the essence of struggle. If you don't defeat the opponent, you can't maintain yourself. For this purpose, you will not hesitate to sacrifice yourself." Akado raised the blade: "Come on, human! If it is you , I don’t mind giving you my heart!”

The king of monsters charged at Bai Jue.

Suddenly, their identities seemed to have been reversed. Akado became a challenger, while Bai Jue became an invincible monster.

He has only one life now, and if he dies, he will disappear completely, but even so, Akado is still not afraid at all, instead, it seems that the evil spirit hovering on the edge of pain finally saw the dawn of redemption, and even the pain made him more excited.

So Bai Jue swung his sword as he wished.

It has been said from the beginning that this is an unfair fight.

Accompanied by the dripping blood, this fact was imprinted even more heavily in the memory of the Vampire King.

Just a vast expanse of snow.

He fell to the ground.

A sword mark ran from his right shoulder to his left abdomen, sticky blood gushed out, and a wriggling scarlet shadow gushed out of the wound.

"you win."

Akado made a difficult sound.

"Humans have defeated the monsters... Take your fruits of battle and enjoy the fruits of victory."

He stared at Bai Jue.

"Take my heart, then kill me, crucify me like an ordinary vampire, split my head, burn it to ashes in the fire, and sprinkle the ashes on the crossroads, give me the end!"