The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

boom!

Fang Fang's long hands propped on the ground, kicked his legs, smashed through the wall, and broke into the shed on the street. The two dirty skinny boys in the shack hide in the corner. They are used to fighting in this area. When they hear the noise, they automatically hide in the corner... One of them is chewing on something and concentrates on it. Take a look at Fang...

The lunatic Xia Gewei's long sword skimmed through the sky, shimmering in the dim light, pulling out a beautiful arc, and slamming it at the chest of Jia Kundang, who was leaning against the wall and raising his hands. It's a nervous smile... Hey! With a soft sound, the long sword pierced the wall, but the gentleman with his hands up high was gone...

"Will, beg me to help you, this is the second thing." Jakun ghosts generally appeared behind Will, standing in front of him.

puff!

With a sour sound, the gorilla's mace hit a mercenary's face without any fancy, and the radial blade-shaped hammer easily pierced through the thick plate armor, not to mention the human face.

This mercenary stabbed a short knife first, but the speed of the gorilla was higher than him, the arm was longer than him, and it was not evasive. The latter came first, and the mace fiercely hit the mercenary's face.

The black flesh and blood splashed, and the broken bones creaked. The mercenary was so angry on the spot that he did not scream.

The Dothraki Fat Zorro's Yarak's scimitar slashed at the gorilla's fat face, and the light of the knife shone like a half moon.

when!

There was a loud noise.

The head of the mace held the scimitar, and the radial blade of the axe caught the cut face of Yarak's scimitar. In that instant, the short knife of the gorilla's left hand pierced Fat Zorro's abdomen.

The mace in the right hand attracted the attention of all opponents, while ignoring the short knife in the gorilla's left hand.

Poke the upper grid down!

When the gorilla drew out the short knife to stab it for the second time, Fat Zorro's footsteps turned outward on one side of his body, his wrist sank, and the cut of Yarak's scimitar turned into a horizontal cut.

In this narrow alley, the cross-cut area is very large, almost crossing half of the space.

Cut the left rib of the gorilla horizontally.

The gorilla roared, not evading at all, strode forward, and slammed Fat Zorro's head with a mace with his right hand.

Cut horizontally for the head hammer.

Fat Zorro was taken aback. The gorilla played so desperately that he had encountered many times. Many people had fought against him. He had been beheaded by him. ——However, this time is different. While slashing horizontally will hit the gorilla’s left rib, his head will also be smashed into a juicy watermelon by the gorilla’s mace.

The gorilla flashed quickly, but was rushed up by the brothers behind him.

Street fighting is like this. Everyone swarms and squeezes each other.

At this time, the spirit of not being afraid of death often causes tactical disadvantages.

when!

With a loud noise, all eardrums vibrated.

A short sword was broken into two pieces by a mace, half of the blade flew out, and thrust into a mercenary's chest, like a sharp blade inserted into tofu, effortlessly...

The monk Utt, who used the boy's little brother as a necklace, shot Fat Zorro first aid. The short sword was hard against the gorilla's mace. The two collided, the strength was fierce, and the short sword broke instantly in the collision...

The direction of the mace's drop changed, and it hit Fat Zorro's left shoulder.

Click!

The sound of broken bones is crisp and harsh, making the stomach twitch...

Fat Zorro yelled, and the Arak scimitar in his right hand pierced the gorilla's neck. The gorilla stepped sideways, Arak stabbed the air with a scimitar, the never-backing gorilla and Fat Zorro squeezed together, and instantly, the gorilla’s left hand dagger stabbed Fat Zorro’s unclothed belly. After seven or eight strokes, like stabbing through the skin of a big drum, the intestines and blood juice poured out together...

In the oblique stab, a broken sword stabbed over. It was the sword of the **** monk Utt. The poisonous snake generally pierced the right rib of the gorilla, a short knife, two steel thorns, and a short sword, and plunged into the big The arms of the orangutan, the ribs on both sides,... and a few others rushed over, around behind the orangutan, their swords raised...

In the dim light, a black line like death's sickle drew across, silent, invisible, and invisible. The black line in the night was almost invisible to the naked eye-the arms of several mercenaries who went around behind the gorilla were all broken and cut. Smooth and flat, the arm and the sword held in the hand fell together, but the mercenary brothers have not felt the pain yet-everything is too fast!

Then a few heads flew together, in no sequence, the heads flew up, and the blood spurted from the neck cavity-when the warm black blood sprayed on the gorilla’s neck, head, and splashed on his huge body, fighting Both sides realized that the brothers just now had been beheaded——

Everything is-too fast!

***

-"There are archers!"

Tyrion's voice rang out afterwards, tearing apart the blood that permeated the night and the juicy rancid smell wafting over from the garbage dump... 呯呯呯! Behind Bolong, three mercenaries had fallen.

Shoo!

The sound of breaking through the sky, the black arrows are faster and denser, just like there is an archery team ambushing in the night sky, the arrows are all fired, and every arrow, there must be a person to fall... The space in the alley is limited. For Da Jili, shooting these crowded human-shaped targets is ten times or twenty times easier than shooting the neck of a wolf running in the dark...

This was a slaughter with a dark arrow, until Bolong and other mercenaries stood against the wall and pulled up his brother’s body to block him...

Jia Kun stared at all this in amazement: Will turned back to a member of the troupe, the dragon sword was pitch black, and every time he waved it, he would cut off a hand, an arm, or a human head, cutting off the sword like cutting tofu, one person. Rush into the group of mercenaries, cut, point, stab, swing, and hack in the dark. Every time he never fails, killing is like chopping melons, beheading is like cutting vegetables... He is left standing alone in the alley, and the Bolong team opposite, eleven mercenaries have fallen and seven... sneak The dark night archer’s arrows stopped, and Jia Kun couldn’t see where the archer was hiding?

But Bolong, who has experienced many battles, and his three remaining partners, did not dare to move. ——Just now two brothers wanted to rob and escape. The arrow was like death's sickle, waiting in the darkness of night. As long as the flaw is revealed, the arrow will inevitably shoot into the body, with a hundred shots...

This is not a battle, this is a slaughter, a trap, a trap...a ​​loop designed by a hunter, Bolong himself put his head in!

"Little devil!" Bolong pulled the corpse of a brother in front of him, and shouted angrily, "Little devil, little devil, I want to kill you!" Bolongkong has a talent, but he even has the opportunity to use it. No, he was firmly suppressed by a dark night stalker, who shot him from no angle, but he had no chance to escape.