Chapter 296

With enough strength, his fingers were like a hook, creaking and popping. The shoulder and arm of the man who attacked kukas were crushed in an instant. The big hand holding kukas's neck didn't crush his neck, because at that moment, the bald evil man's extremely thick neck seemed to inflate. It soared three or two times in an instant, and his fingers were like a hook. He grabbed it on his neck, but it was suddenly bounced off.

Although the neck was saved from being crushed, kukas felt bad. His whole chest was forcibly torn by the palm of the SMETE soldier, and a piece of skin came down, revealing his white bones.

"Roar!" they roared almost at the same time. Kukas's brain bag shook and hit each other's head again. And the SMETE man was unwilling to show weakness and shook his head to meet him.

"Bang!" made a dull noise, and the two big heads hit each other again. The violent collision made kukas's head buzzing, and a feeling of nausea came up. The SMETE soldier was no better. He shook his body and shook his head constantly, trying to wake up quickly.

"Dead!" kukas roared again. He waved his arms and hit the temples on both sides of the SMETE soldier. His arms were like whips, his muscles were wriggling, and the chains wrapped around his body suddenly spread all over his arms. His two arms suddenly soared about three circles with the support of the secret method.

The thick arm was drawn on the head of the SMETE soldier at the same time, PA! With a sound, the SMETE soldier only blocked one side of the attack with his intact arm, and the other side was beaten hard by kukas's arm because his shoulder was broken and had no time to stop.

This heavy blow made the SMETE soldier scream, and the whole man fell to the ground and twitched. His nose, eyes, ears and mouth were bleeding.

After a successful blow, kukas did not stop for half a minute. He waved his hands again, grabbed the other party's neck with one hand and squeezed it hard, while the other hand clenched his fist and hit the SMETE soldier's head hard.

A fist the size of a casserole is like a pile driver in a magical machine. Bang! Bang! Bang! One after another hit each other on the head. At first, the Smet man still had the strength to struggle to get out of his control, but after hitting three or five punches, the Smet soldier completely lost the strength to resist. The flesh and blood of the whole face fell off under the severe blow, revealing white bones. The white bone collided with the chain wound on the fist three or two times and broke completely.

"Return to the embrace of your God!" kukas looked at the bloody head and smiled grimly: "tell your God, the murderer is the evil knight kukas." while talking, his fist fell, which completely smashed the other party's head, and one punch blew the head of the SMETE soldier.

After one punch solved the SMETE soldier, kukas stood up and looked around. He found that the situation of the giant was even worse, and the professionals left in the camp rushed out and began to kill with the Smet soldiers.

"Bah!" I felt some blood in my mouth, so I opened my mouth and spit. I found that all the spit was blood foam.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" in a strange cry, a tall SMETE soldier waved two wooden battle axes, tore the shield in the hand of a heavy armor shield guard, smashed all his defenses, and then cut the body of the heavy armor shield guard into three sections with a battle axe. The heavy armor shield guard is at least level 4.

The double axe Smet who killed the heavy armor shield guard flushed his eyes and rushed towards kukas with a crazy face. He shouted some strange words in his mouth. A trace of milky holy power came out of his body, and then wrapped around his double axe and small half of his arm like silk thread. But breathing time, the wooden Tomahawk and his two forearms were wrapped with a layer of milky holy power.

Facing the enemy who rushed up, kukas was not half afraid. He only giggled a few times, then waved two bronze masks and greeted each other.

The two axe SMETE soldiers screamed, waved the battle axe and chopped at kukas's shoulders, while kukas smiled grimly. He didn't hide or flash, waved the bronze mask and hit each other's head and shoulder.

Such crazy and desperate play is so normal in the eyes of these two crazy opponents. No one avoids, no one is afraid. They all think they can kill each other, because the other party will avoid at the last moment.

The battle axe wrapped with milky holy power slashed kukas's shoulder. The chain wrapped around him swam like a poisonous snake. At the moment of the battle axe, he protected his shoulder. The Tomahawk chopped on his shoulder and was resisted by the chain.

And kukas's Bronze pawl almost hit the double axe SMETE soldier at the same time. Just when the bronze pawl was about to hit the other party's head, the phantom of a giant emerged from behind the other party. As soon as the giant figure appeared, it released a strong breath. In the past, under the pressure of this breath, kukas could not directly kneel down on the ground and dared not stand up. But now, after experiencing the severe pain caused by countless times of using evil fighting spirit, his willpower has been extremely strong. Therefore, he did not feel any discomfort in the face of this powerful breath.

The giant virtual shadow that emerged was more than four meters high. He stretched out his hand and easily held kukas's two bronze statues. However, even so, the body of the giant's virtual shadow seemed illusory under the violent impact.

"Smet's giant spirit warrior, kill him." at this time, a sharp voice distorted by his own emotion shouted. At the next breathing time, bursts of whistling sound wiped kukas's body. I saw javelin, arrows and even magic that burned fighting flame one by one fall on the double axe SMETE soldier in an instant. That is to say, the giant shadow behind the soldier was torn by continuous blows, and the soldier was hanged under the attack of at least dozens of professionals, and even the minced meat could not be found.

Kukas was thrown out by the explosion wave formed by a series of attacks. He looked at the pit at least three or five feet in the distance. For a moment, he didn't know why the professionals here hated the so-called SMETE giant spirit warrior so much. Of course, all this has nothing to do with him now, because this is a battlefield. All he has to do is kill each enemy. Instead of asking why they killed them, let alone who was right and who was wrong. This is just a battlefield, a place for life and death. There are not so many reasons.