Chapter 139 (1/2)

Supreme Rebirth Grass Roots 30440K 2022-07-21

”Ah

Countless people screamed and fell in a pool of blood, struggling in pain.

However, Chen Yu is extremely cold-blooded and turns a blind eye to these people's tragedies. The people of the blood wolf bandits group have long been devoid of human nature. Chen Yu will not have any pity or sympathy in his heart, but will feel happy.

”Kill me!”

The commander of the blood wolf bandit group is very angry. His eyes are full of murderous spirit. He looks at Chen Yu like a sword. If his eyes can kill people, he will have chopped Chen Yu into meat.

”Kill!”

A group of bandits brandish their sharp swords and rush towards Chen Yu. They are ready to chop Chen Yu into meat.

Chen Yu snorts coldly and points to it like a sword. The sky cutting sword technique is wielded again, sweeping the sword for more than ten meters.

The light of the sword is hazy. It looks like an arc-shaped fan. However, the bandits who are swept by the sword light fall to the ground one after another. Their weapons and armour are all cut off, and the incision is smooth as a mirror.

On the other hand, Chen Yu waves the golden light mace, which turns into a huge virtual shadow light mace. He rushes out of the treasure mace body and smashes it hard. If an Optimus pillar collapses, dozens of bandits are directly smashed into flesh and mud.

Alone, Chen Yu rushes into the group of bandits. If the group of tigers goes into the sheep, they will be killed in a river of blood and dead bodies.

”I don't believe you can kill all my men, give me orders to go down, all to me, and pile him to death for me!”

The commander of the blood wolf bandit group, riding on a tall scale horse, looks at Chen Yu, who is fierce and invincible, and bites his teeth.

The bandits of the blood wolf bandit group are all blood devouring and cruel masters. Even if Chen Yu harvests their lives like wheat, none of them retreats. They fall down, and the others look vicious and rush up again.

Faced with these people, Chen Yu has no intention to show mercy. He uses the sword to cut off the sky with his left hand and the golden sword with his right hand. The sky is dark and the sun and the moon are dark. Around him, there are broken limbs and arms, and flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

”Hoo!”

In the crowd, Chen Yu's feet suddenly soften and falter. Before he knows it, Chen Yu's inner strength is exhausted again. His left hand's Jietian Jian Jue can no longer produce a sword. As for the golden mace on his right hand, his light is also dim, and his divine power is no longer the same.

”He can't do it. The real yuan is exhausted. Brothers, work hard, and we will be able to heap him to death.”

Observing the situation from afar, the commander of the blood wolf, who had not participated in the war, gave a big drink and issued an order.

Hearing the command of the commander of the blood wolf, the bandits are excited again like fighting chicken blood. The attack is more than twice as dense as before, and countless swords and swords fall on Chen Yu's head.

Chen Yu swings the golden mace in his hand, forming a tight ring on his head, knocking the weapons that he has cut off one after another.

”Ah

Countless weapons were cut off at the first time by the golden mace, and the broken blade flying out fell into the bandit crowd, killing more than a dozen bandits again.

”Big brother, this man is a freak. You can't beat him. Take this opportunity, please go first!”

Beside the commander of the blood wolf, a small head bandit looks at Chen Yu who is besieged by the crowd, and his voice shows a trace of fear.