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Chapter 173 The Last Powerhouse

The Japanese team was destroyed, and under the waves of attacks, they were drowned by the roar of the killing Japanese. The fastest update

The sound of sharp blades splitting the ** kept coming, and the red-eyed Han people cut each of the Japanese team into pieces. Similarly, they were also severely injured in the Japanese team's dying counterattack, leaving more than a dozen people.

The remaining dozen people were immediately dispersed by the living people around them, chasing and fighting around.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yuanchao felt a very strange feeling in his heart. He hoped that this national righteousness would appear, but this national righteousness would make him feel very out of place.

This is a place where thousands of people fight, a place where violence can be fully demonstrated. Corpse and blood are the main theme here, and sharing the same hatred of the enemy is not the main theme.

But this happened again, and it really happened in the bloody killing place, which made him unable to understand.

But no matter whether he couldn't figure it out or could figure it out, the matter was over. The Japanese team was destroyed, and the most powerful Han team was also defeated. In the valley, the only team strength was the Tibetan team and a Korean team that had been hiding and hiding from the beginning.

Xiao Yuanchao lay down, staring at the fighting of the only two teams with combat power, watching the two teams being broken up in the fight, watching the teams in the valley disappear without a trace, and in the end, only individual soldiers are left to fight.

The powerful Tibetan team is too brave and good at charging, and the price of a brave charge is heavy casualties.

Because the Korean team is too cunning, or too shameless. To some extent, they are not as good as the Japanese team. The Japanese team here are warriors with the spirit of Bushido. They are united, collaborative, smart and good at fighting, but the Korean team is simply shameless.

The Korean team never engages in frontal battles. They always choose to leave first, and then seize the opportunity to rush to the back of the Tibetan team with the belt and flesh. After biting, they immediately escaped from a distance, then shrank, waiting for the opportunity to go forward and take a bite.

When the Korean team bit the Tibetan team only about twenty people, they thought they could win the battle head-on, but they were almost massacred by the other party.

The Tibetan team was also dispersed, the Korean team was dispersed, and all teams eventually disintegrated.

After two hours of fighting, the ground of the Cage Mountain had completely turned purple and black. Thousands of living people turned into cold corpses in two hours, and they would step on one of them every step.

There were only a hundred living people left, almost everyone occupied a place, and began to watch each other and be alert to each other. The blood-red eyes of killing were filled with murderous aura that could not be washed clean.

But they stood still, preventing others from attacking, and were unwilling to launch an attack. They were waiting for others to fight each other, and it would be better to fight until there were only forty people left in them.

But everyone had this idea, so that the form in the valley was completely deadlocked. Everyone was waiting, waiting patiently, waiting for the deadlock to be broken.

Perhaps half an hour, maybe an hour, after everyone was in a deadlock for a long time, it was finally broken.

One living person after another began to crawl out of the pile of corpses around the valley, with cruel smiles on their faces and a strong murderous intent in their eyes.

When I saw these people who had been resurrected from the dead, the living people who were standing there were stalemates fell into despair in an instant.

Every living person who has been resurrected from the dead is extremely physically strong, and they have no more strength to consume in the two-hour desperate battle. In this case, being killed is the only fate.

There were not many living people crawling out of the pile of corpses, and there were about fifty or sixty people. But all of these fifty or sixty people were like Xiao Yuanchao, the kings of their area. All of these kings had been fought over the territory, and eventually killed their opponents and firmly occupied their own territory, so...

The one-sided massacre began. The surviving living people who fought for two hours were almost killed. They no longer had a stalemate, became completely relaxed, and became dead.

The living people standing in the valley now are the strongest people left. They may not kill as many dead people lying on the ground, but the snipers they encountered are definitely more cruel.

Just like Xiao Yuanchao, if it weren't for Zhao Ziyang, he would have died with that madman. I'm afraid that every living person who is nestled among the dead has experienced this situation. You must know that the real strong man is definitely much better than ordinary people in his mind.

If a strong man is not mentally wise, he cannot become a strong man at all. Surviving depends partly on luck, and to a greater extent on his own abilities.

There are 56 people in total, and there is actually one woman among the fifty-six people! It is absolutely not easy for this woman to be able to live to the end in the world of men.

No, it was not fifty-six people, but fifty-seven people, perhaps more. Because Xiao Yuanchao did not come out, he was still pretending to be dead, and he believed that there were still people who continued to wait and see and wait as he thought.

"We have 56 people in total. It seems that four places are not enough, and it is very difficult to allocate." A European and American man with blond hair gently turned the axe in his hand and said with a chuckling: "It seems we have to find a solution, what do you think?"

It is indeed difficult to allocate forty places for fifty-six people. No matter how elimination is used, it is impossible to keep forty people. And what they have to do is retain forty people, not more than one, not another.

"Maybe it can be used to eliminate the method." A Japanese man stared at the only woman in the team and said, "Eliminating one by one, for example, this is a man's world, but a woman is infiltrated..."

Hearing this sentence, everyone's eyes were staring at the only woman.

The woman's face is covered in blood and she can't see what she looks like, but her good figure makes the man impulsive. However, what the men in the valley see is not this figure, but the perfect fighting body shape that ordinary people ignore under their figure.

This is the best body type of hunter, with slender calves, plump thighs and hips, and slender waist. Slim calves are easy to run and land; plump thighs prove that they have strong explosive power of lower limbs; slender waist means that her movements will be more sensitive.

This body shape can be called the devil's body shape. Here the meaning of the devil is two layers: instantly arousing men's original desires; perfect hunter characteristics.

Seeing the eyes of these living people, the woman did not hesitate at all, holding the spear in her hand and fleeing quickly.

There is no need for any words at this time. The woman knows very well that when the rule of exclusion is recognized by these men, she must die!
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