Chapter 20

With the dull sound of "Dong!", the wildebeest galloped away again, and the house shook a few times, as if the withered trees had been hit by boulders. After a few creaks, the whole house collapsed.

The war horses kept kicking on several houses. Except that the owner of one house repaired and maintained well on weekdays, other houses collapsed.

More than a dozen hunters hiding in their houses shouted miserably. Some people struggled to push away the logs on their bodies, while others were smashed in their heads by gravel and died.

A young hunter jumped out of a house. With grief and anger on his face, he took a hunting bow and shot at kukas. "You devil killed my sister. I want you to die."

While talking, he kept opening his hunting bow and shooting arrows at kukas like a storm. These arrows arc in the air, left or right, up or down, and are uncertain.

"You are a genius, but it's a pity that you will die in my hands today." kukas smiled grimly. He just dialed the arrows shooting at the war horse, and didn't care about the arrows piercing himself.

The arrow struck the armor and made a tinkling sound. Although some arrows pierce the joints, they still can't pierce the relatively weak armor. After all, the power of the arrows shot by the hunting bow is too weak. You know, in the face of this kind of knight armor, even the ordinary arrows in the army can't be shot through. Only the divine Archer can kill or hurt the people in the iron can with a special bow and arrow.

A small town resident with a kitchen knife in his hand trembled to stop kukas on his way to the charge. Kukas's cold and bloody eyes greeted him. When the long gun passed through, the town resident fell to the ground. He was not pierced by kukas's long gun, but his neck was cut by the edge of the gun head. His big head hung obliquely on his shoulder. A stream of blood rose up and scattered like a fountain.

He was getting closer and closer to the young man dressed as a hunter. The young man looked angry and frightened. He only felt a huge dark shadow in front of him, and a bloody smell ran along his nostrils and stimulated his brain. For a moment, he felt that he was surrounded by corpses, with a smile and a ferocious face.

"Am I dead? This is my blood? This is the world after death? Why am I so unwilling? No, I'm not dead, and I won't die, I will live." the young hunter suddenly shouted. He waved his hunting bow and threw it forward, hoping to stop the evil shadow.

The corner of his mouth under his visor tilted slightly. Looking at the genius young hunter so crazy, kukas couldn't help laughing. "It's a pity that you haven't received a good education, otherwise you will become a divine archer. Ha ha! Goodbye."

The long gun in his hand trembled slightly and found the gap when the other party waved the hunting bow in an instant. The spear pierced the young hunter's chest. In an instant, kukas turned his long gun in his hand and showed one of his few long gun skills: Plum Blossom Spear. When the long gun turned, the young hunter's chest was instantly burst into a hole the size of a bowl. A large amount of blood was sprayed out like no money and fell to the ground to form a incomplete plum blossom.

Seeing a hunter who might become a divine Archer die in his own hands, kukas was very happy. He didn't even look at each other's bodies. He was provoked by a long gun. According to the skills he learned, he threw the bodies out in an instant.

At the moment he threw out the body, a dark and shining cold light flew out of the collapsed house. The cold light was as fast as lightning and as fierce as a poisonous snake. Flew directly towards kukas's weakest armor.

Shocked, the dark cold light suddenly appeared, which made kukas's mind violently turbulent. He never thought that he would encounter such a powerful attack here. At the beginning of his people, ordinary people can't attack this kind of attack at all. Only professionals can attack so quickly.

"Damn it." kukas roared angrily. He had no time to resist. He had to twist his head and collapse at the same time to avoid the black light.

Although he was in a hurry to escape, kukas escaped the entanglement of death in the.

The black light wiped his head, flew out and nailed it to the wall of a house not far away. After the black light was nailed to the wall, it immediately pulled out a hole the size of an adult's head at the puncture of the wall.

Although he escaped the attack of the black light, kukas was still hurt.

The helmet on the head was severely torn by the edge of black light, and a nail thick crack was cut to protect the cheek under the helmet.

Blood flowed out of the crack and ran down kukas's neck. After feeling the injury to his cheek, kukas didn't dare to shout any more. He felt that part of the muscles on his cheek had been torn, so he was afraid that his cry would tear his cheek and die due to lack of treatment.

The fight didn't stop because of kukas's injury. The ordinary townspeople didn't live in front of them. The demon like squire had been injured, and they still waved knives, guns and sticks at kukas.

Anger, endless anger. Kukas didn't expect professionals to hide among these people to attack him, a little knight and squire.

"I'll kill you. No matter where you go, I'll kill you." kukas said to himself again and again. He hung up the knight's long gun, turned to carry an ox horn Tomahawk, and once again urged the horned horse to rush towards the ruins of the house. The town residents who blocked the road were either hit by a wildebeest or cut in half by a sharp ox horn Tomahawk.

The horses charged and came to the ruins in an instant.

Kukas leaned down and chopped his axe at the corner where the black light had just come out.

The Tomahawk easily split the log across it and split a stone, but there was no human shadow.

Just as kukas got up, a black light came out again from the ruins of the house. The speed of the black light was three points faster than the arrows shot by the divine archer.

Kukas, who had already been prepared, snorted and took the axe to chop the black light.

"Jingle!" with a crash, the Tomahawk struck the black light. The black light dispersed, and an awl distorted like a snake fell to the ground.

He clenched the axe in his hand. Kukas only felt his whole arm numb, as if he had collided with others several times with brute force.

"I'm afraid even the defensive Knight's armor can't resist such a powerful impact force. Only after becoming a professional can he have the opportunity to resist it." after glancing at the awl at random, kukas waved his axe again to chop down the ruins. This time, no one showed up, no matter how he chopped.

Those ordinary townspeople didn't know what had happened just now. When they saw that the knight and squire were frantically chopping down the ruins of the house, they thought he was crazy. So excited, he rushed towards kukas like a beast smelling blood.

"Kill him and get his armor and weapons, then I will be the most powerful person in the whole town. Who dares to bully me like before? Damn, I will replace the status of a genius hunter and become the most powerful person in the town. Even those adventurers will act according to my face." A thin young man grabbed an iron sword he didn't know where he had picked it up, rolled himself up and hid beside a pile of ruins, dreaming of the future... He followed the villagers here, but he was not as crazy as other villagers. The thin young man just calmly avoided the side, looking for opportunities to get the final benefits.

The battle axe flew, and each head flew into the air with surprise, fear, resentment and ferocious expression. The blood infected the whole Knight's body, and the black armor turned scarlet.

The thin young man clenched the iron sword in his hand again. He thought that the knight was so strong because of his armor. Because he saw with his own eyes that weapons were beating on the armor, but the armor was not half damaged.

Kukas was getting closer and closer to him in the struggle. Now he could jump into the crowd as long as he got up and jumped. Then he rolled again and could drill under the horse's belly and cut it open with the iron sword in his hand.

"A knight without a horse is just a little better than a farmer." the words heard from the adventurers in the tavern flowed through his heart. In fact, he forgot the original words of the adventurer in the tavern. He only heard the second half, not the first half.

Without any hesitation, the thin young man jumped up from the ground, jumped over the stupid townspeople, and then fell to the ground. He rolled over, as if he saw the villagers around cheering for his victory, and as if he saw the frightened faces of the bloody knight and squire.

He seemed to see his feet in worn leather boots on the face of the tall Knight's retinue, the iron sword in his hand pierced his throat, and the girls around him cheered for him.

After chopping down a townsman, kukas saw a thin figure jumping out of the ruins. The figure didn't jump too high. It hit several townspeople and fell in front of its own war horse. Blood stained his face armor. He couldn't see the face of the figure. He just saw that he had a long sword in his hand, so he didn't hesitate. Kukas gently kicked the belly of the wildebeest. The wildebeest neighed and suddenly raised its front hooves and kicked it hard forward. And the figure rolled right under the horse's hoof.