alien war

The sinister murderous aura enveloped and spread, Zhan Zhao raised his head and looked at the demon leader who was at least two or three heads taller than himself, a cold aura flooded his body instantly, making him shiver unknowingly.In his somewhat chaotic mind, the demon's intuition urged him: the best plan is to go, the leader of all demons is not something he can handle; while the human consciousness reminded him: finally reached this point, and must not back down.The more they looked at each other, the stronger the demon's intuition became, and it gradually gained the upper hand. Zhan Zhao's eyes became lax... The demon suddenly smiled strangely, and rushed over dragging the knife. The blade cut out the solid ground. A long crack.

Seeing this, Feng was ready to attack, but seeing Zhan Zhao standing still in place, he knew in his heart that this idiot failed to suppress his demonic nature, and was caught by the demon's tricks!Seeing that the devil's sword came to greet him, Zhan Zhao was in the way because he was in this position, so he kicked him aside and faced the fight alone.The swords collided, sparks shot out, and there was no suspense in the result, Feng was ejected by the broad-edged knife for more than half a meter.

"Zhan Zhao! When are you going to see it there, you bastard!" In the midst of dealing with the devil's leader, he was unable to protect himself enough, and tried his best to cover Zhan Zhao, which really made him furious.

"Hahaha, it seems that the helper you are looking for is not good! A half-demonized waste, who is reluctant to take care of the miscellaneous soldiers, if you want to fight against this king, then wait to be killed by the knife!" The demon head is faster than a knife, One knife was fiercer than the other, and he slashed at Feng without hesitation. Feng Zhan's power was limited, and he gradually couldn't stand it.He figured it out clearly in his heart that he would have a chance to escape or dodge and play tricks, but this would probably make the devil turn around and attack the unsuspecting Zhan Zhao. If Zhan Zhao made a mistake, there was no need to continue the battle up.And the head-to-head confrontation with real knives and guns is really not my strong point... Just as I was thinking about it, I didn't pay attention, and I couldn't dodge in time, and a cut was cut on my left shoulder.

"Cough...damn it! I'm blind, I found you such a burden!" Feng gritted his teeth and rolled to the side, took out the hidden weapon, and threw it at Zhan Zhao. Must be finished before dying.

"Hey hey hey, you have fought against me many times, son of a bitch, grandpa will let you die more comfortably this time." The demon head mercilessly intercepted and killed him, sealing him badly, so he could only force himself to receive the move.

Zhan Zhao not far away is not unconscious, and he can see the scene in front of him clearly, but because his body belongs to the demon, he has already been intimidated by the aura of the demon leader, and he is deeply terrified and unable to extricate himself.However, human beings' sense of control has been unable to gain the upper hand for a long time, and it is difficult to drive the body to move, so they can only watch helplessly as Feng's life hangs by a thread.Feng's hidden weapon was brushing against Zhan Zhao's left arm, the sharp thorn cut through the flesh, and blood slowly oozes out.This was originally an act to vent anger, but it helped a lot. The intense physical sensation broke the original state of check and balance in Zhan Zhao's body, and the severe pain caused by the injury caused the body to return to consciousness, just like getting out of the body It's like the soul is being pulled back into the body.

Feng's body was covered in bloodstains, and he was completely driven to a dead end. The devil gave him no chance to play tricks, and he tortured the scarred plaything in front of him to his heart's content.Maybe it was because the game was boring, and when it came to the end, the broad-bladed knife slashed down through the wind.

'Boom—'

Feng was ready to die in a heroic battle. Finally, he died under the sword of the devil again... He suddenly heard a crisp sound of metal colliding above his head, followed by a viscous, warm liquid. The body slid down from his forehead, one drop, two drops... Opening his eyes, he saw the back of a tall and straight man holding a knife against the deadly blade of the demon head, while his left shoulder was tightly gripped by the sharp blade.丨Bite, the blood is dripping from that shoulder.

"Master Feng, you have worked hard." The calm and generous greeting came to my ears.

Without saying a word, Feng got away immediately. He lifted the halberd knife on the ground and swung it at the head of the demon head.Taking advantage of the demon's head dodging, Zhan Zhao pushed away the long knife, leaned close to him, aimed at the left chest, and stabbed with the sword like lightning.But the demon leader didn't react at all, Zhan Zhao sensed that something was wrong, so he quickly drew his sword and jumped away.

The devil shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said mockingly: "Little bastard, you think you can kill me with a stab of a sword in your so-called heart, don't compare me with you lowly humans!"

"You have invaded the mortal realm and endangered innocent beings. Zhan Zhao must get rid of you!" Zhan Zhao pointed his sword at the devil's head, his resolute face was full of sternness, he had completely regained control of his body, and he no longer had any fear.

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