Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

With the gravity of the fall, a backhand stabbed into his spine, making his body stiff in place.

Caught off guard, the picture completely exceeded the big bald head's imagination, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He knew that this guy's ability had been improved, but he never thought that he would have such amazing explosive power.

Besides, isn't he already seriously injured and out of strength?

Before he had time to think about it, the big bald head couldn't even fight back, because the sword that was supposed to slash Zhao Ke was now slashing head-on at his own head.

With a stiff body, unable to dodge, he could only do his best to catch the sword with his bare hands.

Fortunately, after the reduction of the energy shield, the power of the great sword has been reduced a lot, plus the outbreak of despair.

The power of the big bald head exploded to the extreme in an instant, barely catching the blade.

But as Zhao Ke said, this is just a dying struggle.

At this time, with the blade in Zhao Ke's hand, he stabbed deeper.

The frost-like cold air made the muscles all over the big bald head tremble uncontrollably.

"no, do not want……"

The trembling muscles were no longer enough to support the oppression of the big sword in his hand. Seeing the big sword getting closer, the bald head couldn't help feeling deep despair.

"Rest in peace, my good captain, thank you for saving your life!"

Zhao Ke closed his eyes slightly, pushed hard, and stabbed the blade to the deepest point, piercing the big bald head's life gate.

If the life gate of the spine is pierced, even if you are a giant, you will lose all your strength in an instant.

The big bald head trembled, his hands involuntarily let go of the blade in his hands, and watched helplessly as the big sword slashed head-on.

"puff!"

The moment the sword blade touched Dabald's head, a tear rolled down from the corner of Dabald's eye.

The happy family flashed back quickly in my mind.

His own children, his own wife and daughter.

Everything was so happy, but when the plane war broke out in the riot army, everything turned into coke.

The demon that was strikingly similar to him appeared in front of him, but by chance, he was killed by him.

Absorbing the energy of this rioting legionary demon, he puts on his suit.

Became a demon ever since.

But he never gave up, destroying the hope of the riot army.

It's just hope, it's broken!

"My dear, here I come..."

Chapter 692 Are You a Postman?

"team leader!"

Tuluca and others screamed.

The blade pierced the head of the big bald head, and the blood seemed to turn the sky scarlet.

The warrior with a steel-like body and a mountain-like stalwart was at the end of the road.

"a!"

All the Australian soldiers around focused their eyes on this man.

The eyes are full of complexity.

Even though the sword had split his chest, even with such a tragic death, the opponent's body was still standing straight.

The straight chest and straight spine, accompanied by blood, show the ultimate pride of a soldier.

Although the positions are different, although they are blood feuds.

But from the standpoint of a fighter, the opponent is a fighter worthy of respect.

It wasn't until the sword blade cut through his chest and his straight body fell heavily on the ground that everyone woke up from the scene of killing.

"team leader!"

Zhao Ke was still crawling on top of the big bald head's body.

Touching the corner of his eye with his finger, the pungent smell of onion instantly caused tears to roll down from Zhao Ke's eyes.

The other hand remained calm, and quickly put the dagger stuck on the spine of the big bald head, Xue Jizi, into the stamp album.

Holding the only half of the big bald head tightly with both hands, Zhao Ke's brains and blood splattered all over his body.

That kind of warm and cruel scene, combined with Zhao Ke's deep roar, can't help but make people deeply moved.

Because such scenes of the separation of life and death are being staged every day.

Today is you, tomorrow is him, maybe...the day after tomorrow is me!

"revenge!!"

Tuluca roared angrily, his short stature looked like a frenzied hen.

After the figure rushed out of the building, it quickly activated its ability, Teleportation!

After seeing a phantom flickering, Tuluka appeared behind the undead warrior in the next second.

"I tore apart your bones and stewed them!"

The two guns were raised above the head, and two large-caliber Desert Eagles with silver gun bodies emitted deafening gunshots.

Continuously hit the bullets on the knee joints of the undead warrior.

Even if they are undead, they have powerful magic energy to protect them, but they can face such large-caliber bullets as the Desert Eagle.

At such a short distance again, the fragile knee joint was immediately pierced by the bullet, and the calf was blown out.

Losing a calf, the undead warrior's body couldn't maintain balance for a while, so he could only support his body with the big sword in his hand.

But at this moment, I saw Tuluka climbing up the back of the undead warrior like a rabbit, and holding his guns against the undead warrior's sky cap.