Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 3: Risk your life and start killing!

Gao Yang did not hold back his sword at all. With all his strength wrapped around the sword, he swung it heavily on the shoulder and neck of the old believer with a shrill whimper. The heavy sword blade cut off the tentacles and embedded deeply into the flesh, stopping completely only when it encountered the hard spine.

When the big sword hit, Gao Yang's ferocious expression changed.

The feeling of the sword, like cutting on tough rubber, immediately made him realize that something was wrong.

The old believer let out a fanatical roar, his pure white eyes turned, and looked at Gao Yang fiercely.

The next moment, several scarlet tentacles shot out from the back of the Old Believer.

Gao Yang's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. From his perspective, the five tentacles were like five sharp arrows, shooting towards his body.

He subconsciously held the sword across his face, and the next moment, several dull "puff" sounds of flesh-piercing burst out on Gao Yang's body.

He blocked it, but not completely.

The tentacle arrows that attacked his face were blocked by the broad blade of the greatsword, but the remaining four tentacles pierced into his chest and torso without mercy.

The intense pain caused veins on Gao Yang's forehead to bulge, and waves of pain hit his nerves.

Gao Yang's eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he ignored the tentacles that were wriggling wildly on his body, and chopped down with all his strength again with the sword in hand.

Now is not the time to cherish his life. Although the four tentacles on his body have been deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, Gao Yang knows that if he does not take advantage of the moment when Dulong is unable to move while struggling with it, he will kill it completely.

Then when Dulong is exhausted, they will both die at the hands of his old believers.

The sword came with a violent sound of wind, filled with the cruelty and anger in Gao Yang's heart, and slashed towards the neck of the old believer.

The sound of the sword cutting through the muscles was very special. Gao Yang, who was holding the hilt tightly, could even clearly feel the hot blood splattering onto the sword when the muscles were cut.

Until the sword blade hit the hard cervical bone, it paused for a moment, and then the sword swept across again.

"Pfft!"

A cruel scene appeared. The head of the old believer flew into the sky and blood sprayed half a meter high like a high-pressure water gun.

"it is good!"

At the moment when Gao Yang beheaded the old believer, Dulong felt the pressure all over his body relieved. After letting out a loud shout, he exerted force with both arms and threw the headless corpse directly to the ground.

Gao Yang leaned on the ground with his sword, his lungs were burning with intense pain. He took deep breaths of the air filled with a strong smell of blood to relieve the pain in his lungs that were about to explode.

Just two sword strikes seemed to have drained all his strength.

Although this was Gao Yang's first time killing someone, he felt that apart from being a little disgusted by the pungent smell of blood, he did not experience any other adverse reactions.

"Stop shaking like that and follow me!"

Dulong quickly picked up the saber that had just fallen, turned around, looked at Gao Yang, and shouted angrily without mercy.

Although in Dulong's eyes, Gao Yang's reaction was quick and he beheaded his old believer with two swords, it could not change the fact that he was just an ordinary person who had never seen blood.

After the first murder, various adverse reactions still occurred.

As a veteran, Dulong naturally has his own way of dealing with these new recruits on the battlefield.

As long as he diverts his attention and kills a few more people, he will get used to this situation as soon as possible and he will be cured soon.

Upon hearing this, Gao Yang mechanically raised the sword in his hand, took a step forward with all his might, and followed Dulong closely.

He knew that in this chaotic battlefield, Dulong was his only hope of survival. If he couldn't keep up, he would soon be completely overwhelmed by the current on his own. As Dulong rushed toward the battlefield, he shouted loudly and briefly at Gao Yang, who was following closely behind him: "Next, I'll take the lead, and you finish off."

Gao Yang gripped the sword tightly, without saying a word, but his eyes became more determined.

After taking a few steps, another old believer covered in blood rushed towards them with a roar. This time, Gao Yang's eyes were cold. After Dulong rushed out first, he followed closely and killed him.

The struggle between life and death is often the best teacher.

After chopping off the head of another old believer, Gao Yang's sword-holding arm became more steady.

As the killing progressed, Gao Yang's sword strikes became more and more accurate, which reduced Dulong's pressure and he would look at Gao Yang in surprise from time to time.

It was not until a penetrating horn sounded throughout the battlefield that Gao Yang suddenly realized that those old believers who knew no fear began to retreat rapidly like the tide.

Gao Yang looked up and saw that the white light in the sky was rapidly fading, as if foreshadowing that the night was regaining ownership of the sky.

Dulong looked at Gao Yang and saw that he was covered in blood, with his sword pointing at the ground. He was looking into the distance. A headless corpse was lying on the ground, and blood had dyed the ground under Gao Yang's feet red.

"Gao Yang, let's go."

There was a hint of complexity in Dulong's one eye, and then he greeted.

Gao Yang bent down and tore off a piece of clothing from the headless corpse at his feet, wiping the blood off the sword as he walked over.

Compared to his own cleanliness, this greatsword that can save his life is more important.

"In battle, you have to learn how to allocate your energy. When to use all your strength and when to hold back are all things you need to think about carefully."

Dulong took Gao Yang and cleaned up the battlefield while talking to himself.

Gao Yang knew that this was the survival experience of Dulong, a veteran who had survived hundreds of battles, so he listened very carefully.

"Once you enter the battlefield, it's a life-or-death struggle. So if you have a chance to kill, don't let it go. You must exert your utmost strength and seize this opportunity, because you never know if it will appear again."

"Generally speaking, when facing these lunatics, the most common way we use is beheading, which is also the safest way."

Gao Yang listened carefully to Dulong's experience, not daring to miss anything.

As Dulong leaned over, he glanced at Gao Yang. Seeing Gao Yang so serious, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"It's good if you can listen. If you can listen, your chances of survival will be greater."

Dulong stopped teaching until the two of them passed through the city gate and returned to the city.

He turned to look at Gao Yang, pointed at the bloody wound on his body, and pointed in the direction of the southwest of the city:

"The benefits of the Savage Bear Technique are almost over. While it's still going on, go to the infirmary and get your injuries treated.

Otherwise, you will suffer when the buff time ends."

Hearing this, Gao Yang lowered his head to look at the wounds on his body. He had not felt much before because he was numb, but when Dulong reminded him, he suddenly felt waves of severe pain rushing to his brain.

Gao Yang gritted his teeth and rushed quickly to the medical department in the west of the city.

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