As he rushed over, he had cut off the necks of eighteen people. Just cutting them, his dagger was very sharp and his strength was just right, so he would not waste it. He was a person who was very good at enjoying it. He never wasted his own strength, and killing was no exception.

His name is Cowboy.m, but he is not famous in the world, and even among the top 50 masters, he has no name.

However, he is a master, so there is no need to doubt this, because as soon as he came up, he entangled a warrior. The sharp dagger had cut through the opponent's belly. No one could see clearly how he took action, but when the warrior retreated, there was a deep blood mark on his belly and lost his combat power.

The three-person tower is no exception. The three brothers gathered together. They surrounded the three warriors, just like an invisible net. The three warriors used all their methods and did not break free. In the end, they were exhausted and greatly reduced in energy. They were kicked away by one of the three.

Even if you don't die, you will seriously injure the body and you will be unable to fight again.

In just a moment, more than a dozen warriors had three deaths and six injuries.

The three deaths died in the hands of those men in black. Even the most gloomy man in black did not even take action. He just hid his hands under the black cloth. He looked at all this coldly, and he was waiting for someone worthy of his attack.

No one in black uses weapons, but their bodies and hands are a sharp knife.

"Leave those three mice to you." Cao Zhehua flashed out from the side and sensed the aura of these people, but he didn't expect that they would be so fast that they had already entered the last level in this moment.

Li Qiangbing did not speak, and his body had already entered the siege of the three-person tower. As Cao Zhehua said just now, if he wants to make progress, he needs to face stronger enemies and use death to stimulate the potential of his body, so that he can become a master.

Or he only understood what a master is at this moment.

A master is not a powerful force, but a brave man's progress. No matter how powerful a person is, he will be eliminated one day. The reason why Cao Zhehua is called a master is that he will make continuous progress in every killing and cannot catch up.

The screaming sound of killing, because Cao Zhehua's appearance temporarily stopped, the warriors had retreated and rested for a while, and the thirty-four divine weapons, except for being butchers' subway pillars on the periphery, all of them had arrived.

The man in black had already said the sentence "Destroy them" just now, but this time, it was Cao Zhehua who said it.

The magical weapon team had already rushed to the fifty or sixty men in black.

A bloody battle began.

When Cao Zhehua met the denim, his black collar did not move, but his eyes were only staring at Cao Zhehua alone, or he had already felt that Cao Zhehua's strength, but he might not have imagined that it was not only powerful, but also a bit outrageous.

"You can go together too!" This is Cao Zhehua's contempt.

Although the white man was big, his heart was not very broad. The cowboy was already angry and he moved.
Chapter completed!