Chapter 68： Cross-border

Chapter 68 is a change of life

On the top of the rooftop, Kyle, who was wounded in the chest, was carrying a one-handed sword and rushing straight into Rogan's arms. It was the last fight for anyone.

Rogan's indifference looked ahead, as if waiting for the prey to come to the door. With his own solitary wolf physique and self-healing ability, I have not known how many times in this way to force the enemy to the brink.

Lonely wolf likes this. In the face of a powerful prey, it is not calling for more companions to besiege, but to use the tough will and means to consume the other's physical strength, and further kill the weak prey.

He has hundreds of fighting techniques and wolf-shaped claws than offense.

He has a strong beast body and self-healing factor than defense and physical strength.

In Rogan's view, from the moment Kyle shot, he was already destined for the next fate of death - because it was not a human being, but a lonely and wild beast that had already been scarred!

‘Tread! ’

Looking at Kyle, who was rushing to the front, Rogan, who was always standing still, moved, and his hands and claws swiftly and forcefully explored, but in the blink of an eye, he spurred his first-handed stab to his unguarded chest.

Kyle’s eyes were awkward, but he didn’t even notice the claws, no matter what he’s not going to hit –

‘Hey! ’

A pair of sharp claws completely missed the cross from the venom warrior cross mark, and Kyle's body sprint also came to an abrupt end, but just before the action stopped completely, he exhausted all the remaining force on his left hand, the same Send the clenched one-handed sword into Rogan's chest.

'laugh! ! ’

The Sodium Carbon Steel Sword is smooth and unobstructed, just like Rogan's chest running through, a slight tip of the sword from the back with blood.

"Injury and injury, you are really embarrassed about yourself..." Rogan suddenly felt awkward, never thought that in addition to himself, there would be people who would make such suicide-style fighting methods.

"Thank you for complimenting, don't yell at yourself, how can you defeat a strong enemy like you." Kyle smiled, his mouth overflowing with dark red blood.

His left palm also reached the tip of the one-handed sword, gently pushing forward, the two stalemates each retreat separately, accompanied by the blood of the body.

"Cough." Kyle's pale coughing blood, sitting on the floor with a buttock, just six claws have pierced the body's lungs, venom anxiously extended black silk patching suit wants to block serious wounds, but How can't stop the blood from the outside.

Rogan lie down on the ground directly, and the sodium-carbon steel sword is completely out of the chest. It only reveals the delicate cross-handle, which looks like it was nailed to the floor by a sword.

It’s awesome.

"How do you say that you are one of the most difficult opponents I have encountered..." Rogan kept gasping and changed his mouth and said, "If you bring age, there is no one."

"You too. To be honest, I really don't want to fight beasts like you." Kyle sat on the ground and responded with anger.

This is the most difficult and most serious battle ever encountered since he was born again!

The battle with Steve is only a friendship under the friendship, and this battle with Rogan is a strong confrontation against gambling.

"It's a pity. The battle counts as you win, but it is still me who lives." Rogan said as he said the facts, he recovered the wolf-shaped claws and reached for the one-handed sword on the chest.

But very quickly, his face changed slightly, and he found that he could not lift his strength. The usual rapid self-healing did not produce the ability to heal the chest.

Kyle whispered: "Give up. The sword is made of sodium carbon steel and is designed to restrain the self-healing factor."

"Is it? No wonder. You have already had this plan. It seems that I lost nothing..." Rogan heard, thoughtfully sighing, arbitrarily releasing his hands, lying on the ground with a little relief .

"Can you ask, my next fate? You are going to be taken back to the military base in jail, or sent to various research labs for experimentation, or to kill on the spot."

Rogan’s hoarse whispered, it’s like taking the way of treating the inhumanity in the mouth.

"I won't do that. After all, we didn't have to reach this step." Kyle got up hard and slowly walked to Logan. With his current physical injury, he had to get the self-healing factor card as soon as possible.

In fact, the purpose of fighting with Rogan is only to draw the ability card. If you have made a good deal before, then everyone can find a place to sit down and have a drink and chat.

This is a paradise for heaven and a hell. The simple choice turns into a life-and-death showdown.

Just as Kyle was about to get closer to the ground, Rogan suddenly looked at his head and looked sharply at the corner of the roof. The pupils did not shrink slightly.

I don’t know when, the rooftops of the two people’s deadly battles have surrendered another tall and sturdy bystander!

The man was a middle-aged man, wearing a large German military uniform, his face was rough and overbearing. The two-meter-high stalwart figure looked like a fierce tiger who was about to start killing.

If it is a weekday, Kyle or Rogan's keenness has long noticed that someone is close, but because of the serious investment in the fierce battle, it is hard to notice that someone has quietly came to the top of the building.

The big man liked to know Rogan on the ground, and said calmly and indifferently, "Rogan, I didn't expect you to fall to this point so quickly. It really disappoints me."

"It's you!!" Rogan, who had been lying on the ground and gave up resistance, heard the voice and suddenly opened his eyes, and he hated death to death.

"In this way, I can easily take your life!" Dahan smiled, and his hands and fingers were sharp and tough.

Saber-toothed tiger? !

Kyle was a little embarrassed for a moment. He looked at the big man and looked at Rogan again. He couldn’t help but ask Rogan: "You are not saying, you have no brothers?"

"Brother? He is the enemy of my parents, lover, and son!" Rogan, if not seriously injured, I am afraid to get up and fight with the saber-toothed tiger.

"To each other, I joined the German army, but also for the arrival of this day. I just didn't expect it to come so quickly." The saber-toothed tiger sneered, ignoring the serious injury of Kyle, constantly rubbing the sharp claws and nails, striding to the ground to try Rogan struggling to draw the sword.

In this world, it is clear that neither of them is a brother, but is it an enemy of life?

Bystander Kyle quickly understood, his face quickly turned cold, Rogan's self-healing factor card has not been pumped, how can it be killed by the saber-toothed tiger that suddenly popped out.

It seems that the bright card is still inevitable.

Kyle sighed and whistled into the sky. The saber-toothed tiger immediately looked at this side. In his eyes, both of them were seriously injured and dying, without any threat.

The Saber-toothed Tiger said: "What do you want to do? When I solve Rogan, I naturally send you to hell. The body of the American hero should be worth a lot in Germany."

Kyle’s eyes were cold, and despite being seriously injured, he stood still as straight as he was, and directly gave the saber-toothed tiger three words: “Think too much.”

Want to benefit from his hand? How can it be so simple!

(End of this chapter)