Chapter 330: Killing Spree

"Kill!"

The knife light was bright, reflecting the ferocious and ferocious faces.

On the most prosperous long street of Dachen Island, sharp whistles came one after another, and the barbarians holding scimitars swarmed from all directions, roaring and besieging Zhang Yuan.

Nimad!

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but curse inwardly.

He didn't expect that he would have to fight with others as soon as he returned to Damengze.

These barbarians are really fierce and domineering, and there is no reason to talk!

Zhang Yuan suddenly swung out the Taowu knife, and the sharp blade light cut a scimitar that was slashing towards him like lightning.

Cut the barbarian holding the knife into two pieces at the same time!

Blood splattered, and the red and green internal organs poured all over the ground, which was extremely shocking.

However, the tragic death of his companions did not shock the other barbarians around.

On the contrary, they were all so excited that their eyes were red, and they fought bravely, trying to rely on their advantage in numbers to surround and kill Zhang Yuan on this street.

However, although these guys were fierce and brave, most of them were at the level of the first or second level.

Even if there were a few third-level ones, they were no match for Zhang Yuan!

Zhang Yuan stood in the middle of the long street, like an extremely solid reef.

Despite the fierce attacks of the barbarians, he never moved a step.

And the Taowu sword in his hand swung with heavy flames, or chopped, or chopped, or cut, or swept, the sword's momentum was uninterrupted, and wherever it went, it was full of blood and rain, and no one could stop it.

To deal with these low-level opponents, Zhang Yuan did not need to perform any exquisite moves, nor did he need to bless the power of the Shenchao host body. The Taowu sword infused with true energy easily cut through the flesh and blood.

Reaping lives to his heart's content!

The blood-soaked Xuanbing trembled excitedly in Zhang Yuan's hand, conveying to him more desire for killing.

The blade shone with a hazy red light, and the evil spirit gushed out and enveloped the four directions.

Batch after batch of barbarians fell in a pool of blood, and there were more and more corpses around Zhang Yuan.

The roars and screams weakened.

Because even the most courageous barbarians were shocked by the bloody evil spirit that filled the long street at this moment, felt the trembling from the soul, and the fanatical mind became sober.

This is the instinctive fear of death of human beings, which can be suppressed but cannot be completely eliminated.

"Retreat!"

At this time, the masters and strong men among the barbarians rushed over.

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the barbarians who besieged Zhang Yuan retreated one after another with relief.

"Form a formation!"

"Throw a spear!"

The people who came were still nowhere to be seen, and orders were issued one after another.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The next moment, short spears were thrown at Zhang Yuan from different directions.

The spears flashing with cold light whistled through the air, fast, accurate and powerful!

The cooperation between them was also very tacit, and in an instant, all the space for Zhang Yuan to dodge was blocked.

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly and suddenly jumped high.

He was in the air, and suddenly turned to the right, with extremely light and agile movements.

While avoiding all the spears, he landed next to a store on the street like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.

The knife flashed, and a burly man who had just appeared staggered back with a scream.

The muscled chest was cut open by a foot-long wound, the skin and flesh turned up and blood gushed out, the ribs were neatly broken, and the wriggling internal organs could be seen inside.

Just one encounter, this master among the barbarians was seriously injured!

In fact, this barbarian master was not weak at all. He was blessed by the shaman of the tribe as soon as he was born. He had the natural brute force to tear tigers and leopards apart, and his swordsmanship was very exquisite.

But when Zhang Yuan's long sword came, he felt that his mind was taken away in an instant, and he felt helpless.

When he reacted again, his chest had been stabbed!

If it wasn't at the most critical moment, the warrior's instinct made this barbarian master retreat half a step.

Now he has become two corpses on the ground.

"Die!"

Although he suffered a great loss and was seriously injured, this barbarian master not only did not continue to retreat, but his eyes were wide open and his mouth was roaring, trying his best to swing the scimitar in his hand at Zhang Yuan.

His weapon was obviously different from the ordinary barbarian's scimitar. It was not only thicker and longer, but also engraved with totem-like lines on the surface of the blade. When waving, it aroused a trace of aura, and the speed was as fast as lightning!

But the barbarian master's counterattack, which was determined to win, was slashed into nothing.

Because Zhang Yuan swept to his right side in an instant, and the Taowu knife was lifted from bottom to top, cutting the opponent diagonally into two pieces.

In a flash, the two sides decided the victory and the loss, and life and death!

After killing this barbarian master, Zhang Yuan turned around calmly.

No mistakes, one sentence, one release, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Facing other enemies again.

However, the barbarians who were so fierce just now stood there, with fear and despair in their eyes.

They couldn't believe that the invincible warriors they admired were killed by Zhang Yuan on the spot like slaughtering chickens and dogs, and couldn't even hold on for two or three rounds.

I don't know who took the lead first, and this group of barbarians howled and scattered.

They rushed into the nearby alleys, like wild dogs beaten and bruised, completely losing the confidence and courage to fight.

Zhang Yuan didn't chase them - he had killed enough.

On the street in front of Zhang Yuan, there were more than thirty corpses lying in a disorderly manner.

The blood on the stone slabs gathered into a winding stream, which was slowly flowing to the low-lying areas.

The long street that was originally bustling and lively was deserted, and most of the shops on both sides closed their doors. The clerks soliciting business at the door had disappeared.

A few figures huddled in the corners, shivering, could still be vaguely seen.

Zhang Yuan shook his head and sheathed his knife.

This fight was actually quite inexplicable, and it was not what he wanted.

Zhang Yuan deliberately changed his appearance and returned to Dachen Island. He planned to first understand the current situation of Damengze, and then find out if there was any news about the White Wolf, and was prepared to lie dormant for a short period of time.

As a result, he started killing people right away and made a mortal enemy with these barbarians!

Zhang Yuan's intuition told him that the trouble was still to come.

"My lord."

Just as Zhang Yuan was hesitating whether to leave Dachen Island, a cautious voice suddenly came from the side.

He turned his head and saw a head sneaking out from behind the stone wall next to him.

The other person looked around, then waved at Zhang Yuan: "Follow me!"

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and walked over.

Looking at the other person's appearance, he should have no ill intentions.

Even if he did, he was not afraid.

The man was wearing a gray shorts, with an ordinary appearance and a bit of a sly look. He was a very common street thug.

Under the guidance of the other person, Zhang Yuan walked through a dark and narrow alley.

Entered a shabby little house.