Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

Yiyou ended the first round of fighting just at the time of Banzhuxiang.

In the second round, Wang Er played, and a real life-and-death race began between the two.

Yi You only needs to kill two more people, and he can win the game.

Regardless of whether what Munda said is true or not.But at this time, he is the maker of the game, and he can only gamble in front of the ferocious ghost.

Wang Er entered the cage where the villagers were held. The villagers had no strength to resist. They fled around like fish swimming in the bottom of the pot, screaming in panic.

The predatory cell that Munda chose for Wang Er was much larger than Yi You's, with many obstacles, corpses piled all over the floor, and prisoners still running around.

Wang Er was playing a game of wolves catching sheep. No one would deal with these sad piles of corpses, and they were left to rot wherever they died. What's ridiculous is that after death, they turned out to be the aid of the lambs to hide.

The game is still going on.

Yiyou also ushered in its second opponent. From the appearance of this opponent, he was young and tall. Although he was not as tall as the previous one, he had a well-proportioned body. He was dressed in a worn-out gray military uniform with an indifferent expression, but he was originally black and bright. His eyes were long gone.

This invading army quickly set up a fighting stance, and judging from the movement of stepping out, it seemed that it was more agile and quicker than the previous one.

The two quickly started a fierce competition and struggle.

Yi You held his breath and calmed down, thinking about his little brother, teaching him swordsmanship, he needs to find the right time to seize the weak point and kill him with one blow.

Facing sensitive opponents, the slam attack will quickly expose your weaknesses. When fighting the enemy, you not only need to hit the enemy, but also learn to block the enemy and protect yourself.

Turn your own weakness into your advantage, turn your adversity into your advantage, and turn your disadvantage into your advantage.

Yi You clenched his fist tightly, holding his brother's name in his hand, and he firmly believed that his brother would bless him.

The other party punched him downwards, trying to trip him up, Yi You moved quickly, dodged backwards, and avoided his attack.

The opponent didn't stop, and punched Yi You again, the other arm locked Yi You from the side, the speed of the punch was too fast, Yi You didn't have time to dodge, and the face was hit by the fist!

The right eye was hit hard by the fist of the invading army officers and soldiers, and the right eye swelled rapidly, and the pain was transmitted directly to the right head, and the vision was blurred when he opened his eyes.

Yi You gritted his teeth, and the smell of blood spread from his mouth to the corner of his mouth. This is not the time to relax, the opponent is still attacking quickly!

Can no longer be passive!

Yi You knew that he had to take the initiative to attack, so he couldn't care less. He ignored the wound, raised his body, and quickly turned to his back. The opponent grabbed the arm of the invading army officer and soldier. He raised the bayonet in his other hand and slammed upward A ruthless hurdle!

A sharp scream came from his hands and passed into his eardrums, "Ah!"

Under the extreme pain, the officer of the invading army pulled out the knife with his backhand. Yi You was also affected by the backward force, and passively backed up, leaning against the wall.

It's just that the officer and soldier of the invading army in front of him, his expression was no longer calm, and he became crazy. The bloodthirsty horror in his eyes was reflected in his pupils, and the bloodshot eyes were expanding.

The despair of death and the pain of the knife wound penetrated his heart like a steel wire. He was already fearless and only wanted to let the other party die! !

"Ah!!! Damn it!!!"

"I'm going to kill!! Kill you!!"

The officers and soldiers of the foreign army rushed towards Yi You like a fierce head crawling out of the grave!fierce! !fatal! ! !

Leave no leeway! !

Yi You's eyes became alert, his nerves tensed, and he grabbed the only bayonet in his hand, his palms were soaked in sweat and blood.

Yi You flicked the bayonet in his hand, under the opponent's reckless attack, found out his weakness, turned sideways, and sensitively turned to his right side, on the right thigh of the Ming and Qing army officers and soldiers, ruthlessly With a ruthless slash, a long and deep incision was made along with the trouser legs of the invading army officers and soldiers. When the flesh was white, bright red blood oozed out of the flesh and flowed down the thigh, soon staining the whole leg red. leg.

The officers and soldiers of the invading army suddenly knelt down, without the support of their feet and the support of their center of gravity, they knelt down on their knees!

"Bang!"

Its knees hit the ground fiercely, its screams screamed in this cage, in this game! !

Yi You closed his eyes and walked up to him, and stabbed the bayonet in his hand hard into his heart!At this time, he can only choose to kill it.

In the pool of blood, the other party fell down, Yi You stood in front of him and looked at him steadily, with melancholy and indifference intertwined in his eyes, there seemed to be some pity.

In front of his pity, the enemy who fell under his knife is also pity himself.

You and I are also ants at the bottom. We have no choice but to become toys for others to play with.

But at this time, Wang Er in the other sentence in the cell, he was not in a hurry, looking at the knife in his hand playfully, turning his wrist continuously, and the sound of bones rubbing against each other

"crack clap"

He slowly approached these laboring lambs.

This closed square-inch cage locked the villagers and shrouded them in the mouth of the hungry wolf.

Wang Er's presumptuous laughter was as crisp and melodious as a silver bell, which made people feel strange and numb. Then, the murderous intent in his eyes began to permeate:

The sad lambs looked at Wang Er, at a loss for a long time, and had no other words except to coax them and beg for help.

Wang Er sneered, licking the bayonet in his hand, slipping his tongue from the tip of the knife:

"Sad ants, don't blame me, don't hate me, don't hide from me, come out! Come out! If you take the initiative to die by my knife, I will use the fastest, easiest and least painful way Method, let you go down with a knife"

Wang Er made a gesture of wiping his neck with a joking expression.

"Crack! It's gone!"

The villagers didn't dare to get close, they could only shrink back and hide. Every time Wang Er took a step closer, their hearts trembled faster and faster. Fear had covered their whole bodies, penetrating every part of their body from head to toe. One pore connects each of their nerves.

The villagers didn't have the courage to resist. Every inch of breathing and every sound around them made these villagers even more panicked. They all hugged their heads and screamed:

"Don't! Don't come here!!"

"Don't! Don't come here!!!"

In this game of predation, the evil spirits have no principle of letting go of their prey. The weak villagers are as fragile as confetti under Wang Er's sword light!

I saw a sharp knife light flying along with the blood.

One piece of food in the evil ghost's mouth fell instantly, and the other two were too frightened to pant loudly.