Apocalyptic Dark Age

Ye Kui's face turned red, he stamped his feet and shouted:

"We haven't fought yet, how do we know we can't win? If you die, what's the point of living for me?"

Ye Kui is an alternative to the desolate people. The desolate people who survive in a cruel environment are the most hard-hearted. Once disaster or famine occurs, the first to be abandoned are the old and weak, women and children, leaving only the strongest men and women. Only in this way can we continue to reproduce. , but Ye Kui attaches great importance to feelings. He can cut into pieces those who are bad to him. He is indifferent to life and death of those who are irrelevant to him. However, those close to him want to die through fire and water.

Not believing the danger that Uncle Cheng said, Ye Kui was like a black whirlwind, reaching the wall in a few seconds. On the three-meter-wide wooden wall, dozens or hundreds of desert warriors kept pouring up from below, making the wood creak. He groaned, as if he was about to break in the next moment.

Ye Kui was like a high-speed collision train, squeezing piles of desert warriors off the three-meter-high wall, standing on the chest-high parapet and looking out.

At first glance, Ye Kui sneered, his violent eyes about to burst into flames.

At the second glance, Ye Kui was shocked, his anger disappeared, and he was as serious as ice.

At the third glance, the severity also disappeared, leaving only fear. His whole body was trembling slightly, and his steel teeth made a creaking sound.

There were only a few hundred enemies. Even if they were on all sides, they were only a thousand. However, these thousands of people had the aura of ten thousand. Every enemy had the same attire and even the same figure, as if they were incarnated into tens of thousands. The weapons in their hands were It refracts thousands of brilliance under the light, like thousands of silk wadding surrounding it.

What is scary is not the number of enemies, but the power and speed contained in each enemy. They are like a group of enemies floating in the clouds. No stones of all sizes on the hillside can stop them. The figures are intertwined with each other, floating forward like ghosts. Flying, the last glance was still thirty meters away, the next glance was ten meters away, like a flash, and the moment these people landed, they disappeared again.

Ye Kui, who is a half-step showman, knows what it means. Ordinary people can never have such erratic speed. Only Jia Luo can have it, and he must be a speed type Jia Luo. The Ye Kui tribe was formerly the Wandering Tribe. They are best at choosing camps. The place they choose can never be broken by the enemy with a single blow. There are countless large and small rocks that are rugged and difficult to navigate. Many places have been artificially modified, like a maze. Even ten times the army cannot destroy them in an instant.

The obstacles that could prevent thousands of people from launching an attack were like walking on flat ground under the feet of the enemy in front of them. When the alarm was first issued, the enemy crossed most of the obstacles and was less than a hundred meters away from them. In just a few minutes, these people seemed to be silently attacked. The orders stood like demons on those sharp or smooth stones, as if black tombstones surrounded the entire camp.

The bed crossbow can be activated at any time. The distance of 100 meters is just right for the enemy to be within the shooting range, and the scattered enemies are the best targets. The Huangren soldiers clamored, waved their weapons, and shouted loudly, waiting for Ye Kui He gave the order, but the order to attack was in Ye Kui's throat, but he couldn't shout it out.

Ye Kui thinks that he is very powerful, and even the ordinary Xianfeng Jialuo may not be his opponent, so he is unruly, crazy and irritable, but he is not a fool and will not be blindly reckless. Reckless people generally have short lives, so he can survive Until now.

The wall can only accommodate a small number of desolate warriors, and most of them are still crowded in piles below, like a vegetable market. Except for Ye Kui, there is no one else around him. His whole body is chilled as he looks at the man standing a hundred meters away. The enemy who was motionless outside had a gloomy expression on his face.

Before he could make a decision, a figure suddenly jumped out of the crowd. It flashed across a hundred meters like a big bird. It was more than five meters tall and stretched out its big hands like eagle claws to grab him in front of his door. Half of the skin of the big hand was covered with scars. Inlaid with silver-white metal, the silver metal is like an embedded hand bone, floating on the back of the hand. Along the fingers, ten centimeters long sharp eagle claws are bent.

Before he had time to think, Ye Kui shouted loudly and punched him with his clenched right fist. The ripples caused by the fist wind seemed to shatter the air, shaking dangerous ripples. The direction of the fist wind was towards the peak like an eagle. , Gao Feng spread his arms like an eagle, and his right hand wrapped with metal claws collided hard with the wind of the fist.

In the loud vibration, the sharp claws that had been refined thousands of times collapsed from the sharp claw tips. The next moment, the entire eagle claw glove was shattered. Gao Feng's expression remained unchanged. Before the fingers came into contact with the fist, all the broken metal fragments were shattered. Exploded to pieces, the shattered metal fragments formed a metal jet, covering the entire range of the fist.

"ha……"

Ye Kui shouted loudly, and the muscles of his elbows rolled into ripples towards his fists. Invisible waves were generated again, like infrasound waves colliding with metal jets. The ripples that could annihilate the air dissipated together with the metal jets, and the fists lost their ability to wrap. It only collides with its own strength and the peak of losing its weapons.

"Pa..." The fist hit Gao Feng's palm, and the huge force collided with Gao Feng's power far exceeding that of ordinary Jialuo. There was an earthquake, and Ye Kui was knocked upside down by the force of the counter-shock. Gao Feng's body He flipped lightly in the counter-shock force and then released the force. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that this Jia Luo Zhong's methods were so outstanding. You know, ordinary Jia Luo Zhong could not even take a round in his hands. You can't even walk down, even without the Qianjie Silk.

Gao Feng came here to fight, not to spar. The moment he somersaulted to the ground, Thousand Calamity Threads flew out of his hair. He was born and died with a thought. Nearly five meters high in front of him, the wooden wall lined with logs looked like garlic moss cut by a knife. Rows were broken, with the top row breaking first, and then like collapsing building blocks, the five-meter-long huge log fell off piece by piece. At the same time, the surrounding logs also fell off piece by piece.

The logs split into foot-long columns and scattered one after another. A huge hole appeared in the wall. Behind the hole was Ye Kui who fell to the ground and was about to stand up.

It's easy to kill Ye Kui. Thousands of calamity threads flash past and Ye Kui's head will fly up. But Gao Feng wants to control the entire tribe, so catching Ye Kui is the most direct way to deter other Huangren warriors.

Seeing that Ye Kui was injured, the other Huangren warriors roared, and dozens of spears fell towards Gaofeng like raindrops. As soon as the figure flashed, Gaofeng arrived in front of Ye Kui, and continued to stretch out his right hand to grab Ye Kui's face. , the moment he stretched out his right hand, with screams, the desert warriors on the wall fell like raindrops...

Ye Kui roared crazily, struggling like a dying beast, overstretching his strength again and again, and punched Gao Feng. The power that could shatter ordinary people reached Gao Feng, like a full-moon kitten, roaring at the beast with its milk teeth. .