Chapter 360

A sudden battle is going on in the wasteland outside the wine circle. On one side is jalak, the God of war of Zandala tribe, who is synonymous with invincibility in Zandala tribe.

On the other side is gavindt skovald, a viku warrior from the mysterious land of warriors. His past is a mystery. He came to Azeroth with some mission to challenge all the famous warriors on this land. Before he came to pandaliya, he went to ogrima of orcs and fought with Brocks and Warlock respectively.

The result is unknown, but after that war, Brooks sarufal went to Shizhuo mountain, and then disappeared for no reason, as in the original history.

In those days, Vincent was in a good mood. It was also because he was in a good mood that he promised Varian to help him find his son. Now the fighting maniac met another good opponent, so he was in a better mood, so he took the initiative to attack.

The bloody storm blows again, but this time it's Gavin Sant. The ground under the viku's feet is also broken, just like the battle in the hammer of doom arena. His body is like a huge stone wrapped in blood, and he smashes towards Jarak.

The two axes in his hand were waved and cut off crazily. The breath brought out a crack in the ground behind jarac. The earth was cut by the sharp breath. The blood red eyes of the viku people really fell into a frenzied fighting posture, like a grinning beast.

"Come on! Come on! battle! Stand up, you coward, come on

"Bang bang"

There were three deafening noises from jarac's halberd. The God of war, who was holding the halberd in both hands, stepped back four steps to gain a firm foothold. This passive situation of being beaten also made his eyes red. He bit his teeth and burst out a roar from his throat, which was the clarion call of counterattack.

The whole body's bloody anger was like a tornado, circling around his body.

"Then fight! As you wish! "

"Bang!"

With a crazy sweep, the back of the halberd blade hit Gavin Sant's axe, making his attack stop. The troll rushed up in the same place, with his left knee on Gavin Sant's chin, turning the viku's head up, then landing. The separate attack, arms, elbows, knees, feet, and jarac's whole body seemed to become the most crazy weapon, After a round of attacks, gavindt retreated.

As like as two peas as like as two peas, the troll warrior issued a comfortable battle cry, even if his face was covered with blood.

This time, it's gavinson's turn to fly out. All trolls have a small chance to become Troll barbarians when they grow up. At the cost of sacrificing their magic ability, they make their bodies stronger. Jarac is such a lucky guy. But his body doesn't appear deformed because of his stronger strength, but it doesn't mean that his strength will become weaker, This punch really made Gavin Sant feel pain.

But it also makes his eyes more fierce, but it doesn't matter, because jarac is also bloody by the fierce battle, and the idea of tearing everything is rolling and roaring in his brain, and the last trace of clarity is soon destroyed. He is like the axe in the viku's hand tilted at an angle when he was in the fourth attack, and his body rotated in the same place, High level martial arts · whirlwind chopping, the bloody anger forms a substantial blade at this moment, repelling the halberd again and again. At the moment when the whirlwind chopping stops, the whole sky seems to be full of weeds cut by the sharp breath, with two axes crisscrossing and pulling backward.

"Click"

The long halberd mixed with special minerals in the troll's hand was broken. The viku licked the blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and flew up to hit the mask on jarac's face. Under the powerful force, the mask broke apart, revealing jarac's face full of scars. The powerful force made the troll stagger back, but the viku did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He put the axe in his hand to one side, and the huge axe hit two gullies when it fell to the ground. The viku walked towards jalak with bare hands, and the momentum of each step was rising wildly.

"Weapons will make you weak!"

"Bang"

With his fist smashed, jarac crossed his arms and was beaten and staggered.

"Masks make you dull!"

"Bang"

Another punch hit the God of war in the face, making him dizzy.

"Armor will make you scared!"

"Bang"

A kick in the war god's abdomen, but the troll did not fall this time, but turned around and hit Gavin Sant's face, blood streaming.

"Has your warrior's blood cooled?"

"Is your will rusty?"

"Bang bang"

Two heavy fists made jarac fall to the ground completely, with his eyes open, his face full of blood, looking at the sunshine in the sky, panting,

"Answer me! Asshole, answer me

Gavinson grabs the troll's collar with both hands and cradles Jara up. The viku stares at him like a wolf at its prey.

This scene makes all the watching Troll soldiers silent. If this is an unfair battle, they will rush to rescue their God of war. However, this battle is fair from beginning to end, which makes it difficult to pick out mistakes. Such a powerful God of war, the symbol of Zandala's invincibility, is it so... So... Defeated?

Jarac looked at this face, his face was wriggling with terrible scars, his eyes were red with blood, the blood in his tired and aching body really cooled down... But when he felt the vibration frequency of the ground and saw the giant beast roaring out of the wine collection, a sense of courage and hope returned to his body.

He shook his fist and opened Vincent's hand. His voice became louder and louder,

"No! No, I can still fight! Look, here comes my sharpest knife! Another fight? I won't lose! "

This answer makes gavinson's eyes brighter. He smiles, clenches his fists, moves with both hands, and flies two axes into his hands. He lets go of his body, looks at the war beast blocking his master, looks at the bloody jalak climbing on the saddle of the beast, and looks at the nearby Troll Warrior handing over his weapon again.

He opened his mouth,

"Then prove it to me!"

The bloody storm rose from his feet again, but this time, where gavinson didn't notice, a black smell, like a snake, melted into his anger. When heledon's long horn came rushing with great power, gavindt roared and chopped the axe at the armored beast, the ground vibrated and the beast roared, The onlookers who watched the scene were very excited.

That's what they want to see, a close fight.

But goraya, looking at the two sides, frowned deeper and deeper. There was something wrong with the state of the viku.

Although it was the same frenzy before, at least his power of every blow would not be released at all. Now, the power is like a wild dance. Although the scene is more terrible, it seems that he is stronger and more invincible, it also shows that his control of power is reduced.

"Come on!"

Standing in front of helidon, looking at the galloping Triceratops, this kind of beast evolved for fighting. Even in gavinson's hometown, it is a very difficult large creature to deal with. Holding an axe, he feels the galloping rhythm of the giant beast in front of him. The moment before helidon's head is lowered, gavindt's body flashes outward, The axe in his hand cut hard at Helion's neck.

But how could jarac make him do what he wanted? The halberd in the God of war's hand picked up and drew on gavinson's arm like a poisonous snake. His chopping action was distorted and he cut on the armor at the back of Herrington's neck. Then the triangular head pulled out hard, and it hit gavindt from behind with its sharp tail.

The viku had to give up the front and cross the two axes. In a series of Mars, he beat back with this hammer. Under the control of jarac, Helion turned his head, pointed two sharp long horns at gavinson and stabbed him.

"Thorn"

The sharp long horn tore a bloody wound on the dodging viku's waist, and then supported him with his brain bag, and almost trampled on gavindt.

This kind of perception of facing the strong enemy made the viku very excited and painful, but he jumped out of the hollow of the human shape ground and shook his shoulders. But just as he was ready to explode his anger again and teach the beast a lesson, a crazy dream came into his mind and immediately enveloped his thinking.

"Cut him to death! Chop that bastard to death! He must die

In such a crazy roar, more crazy anger comes. When a soldier enjoys fighting and a soldier is ready to kill the enemy, they are totally different states.

Odin's power, which does not belong to the secular world, was extracted at this moment and poured into Gavin Sant's body. His 4-meter-high body expanded again, and his bloody anger was more golden. Although it was only a little, the power higher than the world made him a completely uncontrolled crazy chariot.

"Ouch!"

Gavinson lowered his body and gave up the agile combat. Instead, he launched a terrible confrontation with the charging Helion, just like a fierce ape. The moment before Helion's long horn pierced his body, the two axes fell on the top of the Triceratops and cut into the cracks of the armor very precisely.

Hot blood sprayed out from the wound. Like a beast, Helion screamed, and his big head began to wave wildly in front of him. It was the instinctive attack of Triceratops. The anger outside the body of the viku was torn apart. The long horn really penetrated into gavenson's body for the first time in the roar of the wounded Helion.

Jarak opened his eyes wide. He saw the eyes of the viku. They were not the eyes of the soldiers. The confusion and madness made his heart cold.

But the sharp pain that pierced into his body made gavenson's brain awake for a moment. He tried his best to control his anger, but found that his anger was as gentle as a small beast. At this moment, he seemed to be wild as a wild horse with the reins removed, squeezing every potential in his body.

"In this land, emotion is your biggest enemy, especially you, gavenson. Your fighting style determines that you are the guy most easily infected by the demon of emotion."

Dick's warning flashed through the viku's mind, but now it was too late to regret. The viku looked up, his face was full of struggle, and his expression was like being pulled by the devil, like an angry lion who could not control himself. He looked at jarac and cried out,

"Knock me out! Troll, knock me out, or you'll die... "

The viku people know better than anyone what kind of terrible war weapon they will become when their real intention to kill completely breaks out. He has never been as afraid of his own power as he was at this moment.

"Knock out... Ow!"