"You soft eggs, get away from me. I also want blood, and only blood can satisfy me." the fat squire carried a chain hammer, and an iron ball larger than an adult\'s head was hung at the top of the seven or eight foot long chain. The iron ball is covered with a finger long iron thorn. From a distance, I can see that black blood remains on the iron ball, and a trace of bloody smell emanates from it.

"Gothic chain hammer!" seeing the fat squire carrying this weapon, kukas couldn\'t help showing a trace of surprise on his ferocious face, and then he suppressed it.

Gothic chain hammer. This kind of chain hammer is very famous not only in the Latour Empire, but also in other empires. As long as you mention Gothic chain hammer, no one knows it.

This kind of chain hammer was originally designed by the Goths on the barren ice field. Unfortunately, after the design, many people think it is not much different from the ordinary chain hammer, but the hammer head is a little bigger and the chain is a little longer, which has no other particularity.

However, after someone stabbed more than ten emperors with this chain hammer, this chain hammer suddenly became hot. Countless people want to use this chain hammer as their own weapon, but after practicing for a period of time, they all give up. Because if you want to use this chain hammer, you need not only enough skills, but also powerful power.

The 72 pound Gothic chain hammer can\'t be waved by ordinary people for a long time.

After the fat squire appeared, the squires around him either snorted with disdain or stepped back with fear. But no one came forward to stop him.

Without any words, they held each other a little, roared at the same time, and slammed into each other.

The weapon became a decoration, and the sharp axe was dragged to the ground by his master; The ferocious chain hammer wound around his arm. The two bodies collided with each other. They only heard a dull thud, and they retreated at the same time.

Kukas took a full seven or eight steps back before he stood firm, while the fat squire only took four or five steps back and stopped.

The chain hammer waved, and the long iron thorn tore the air and made a strange sound.

The Tomahawk greeted, waving strange arcs in the air.

The Tomahawk chopped on the chain hammer. After a violent collision, the hammer head flew high, and kukas waved the Tomahawk sideways and cut at the fat squire\'s waist. Waist cutting, a powerful fighting skill, was once again displayed by kukas.

"Don\'t try to kill me." the fat squire screamed, his wrist trembled, and the heavy chain hammer was as straight as a soft or hard stick in his hand. He hit kukas on the head again. He didn\'t care about the Tomahawk cut to his waist, even if it was very close to him. He stared hard at kukas, just trying to kill him.

"Tough enough." kukas laughed. He was short and waved his axe back. The horns on the back of the axe were accurately nailed to the chain hammer and pushed the chain hammer out again.

Then several times, no matter how kukas attacked, the fat squire didn\'t care. He just waved a chain hammer and hit kukas on the head again and again. In this way, he can\'t use all the means forced by kukas. He can only work hard with him again and again.

After seven or eight consecutive collisions, even if kukas thought he was strong enough, he still felt numbness in his arms and a trace of blood flowing from the palm. If it weren\'t for him, the ox horn Tomahawk was made of wrought iron, I\'m afraid these collisions will turn the Tomahawk into a pile of scrap iron.

Over and over again, kukas was angry. He took a chance, waved his axe, jumped up fiercely and turned behind the fat squire. The Tomahawk in his hand crossed a strange arc and cut off the head of the fat squire.

The battle axe waved and tore the air, which made the fat squire feel a little crisis. The squire had no time to turn around, but hurriedly threw the chain hammer behind him. The chain took the iron ball and threw it back fiercely. The spikes on the iron ball were sharp and ferocious.

After throwing out the chain hammer, the fat squire didn\'t turn around and continue to attack kukas as before, but ran away.

The Tomahawk failed, and a foot long horn at the top crossed the neck of the fat squire. Kukas didn\'t give the other party any reaction time, directly waved the Tomahawk and quickly caught up. "Boy, didn\'t you fight with me? Didn\'t you always trade my life for mine? Don\'t run if you have the ability, come back and continue to fight! I want to see who is cruel between us."

While talking, kukas waved his axe, slashed or stabbed, and the floating light flashed like a strong wind towards the fat squire. This time, the squire just carried the chain hammer around to resist, and there was no free time to attack kukas.

"I think the battle between us should stop. I have recognized your strength." the fat Knight\'s retinue shouted. The more he fought with kukas, the harder he felt. At first he could beat kukas in strength, but now he can\'t resist the subtle moves. Just reluctantly waved the chain hammer and turned into a circle to resist the storm attack.

The battle of Vietnam became more and more exciting. The Tomahawk in kukas\'s hand crossed an arc, up or down, front or back, left or right, chopping, cutting, rolling, shaving, stabbing, smashing and patting.

"Ha ha! You have recognized my strength, but I haven\'t recognized your strength yet." kukas smiled grimly, which made him very excited in the fight with the fat squire. In the past, when he hanged the mob and fought with other knights and squires, he only used the simplest moves to fight with them, but now, under the desperate fighting method of the other party, he showed all the subtle means he learned from the old knights.

And with the struggle, he felt a tingling in his body began to emerge, which was very similar to his feeling during cultivation.

These stings pass through the muscles and then spread to the bones. As the tingling became more and more intense, he looked more excited. "Maybe we can make a breakthrough this time. We can\'t say that we will take advantage of this opportunity to become a knight." kukas thought to himself.

Seeing that kukas was not willing to stop at all, the fat Knight\'s retinue was furious. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he turned and grabbed the iron shield of the retinue on one side, took the chain hammer in one hand and roared back to fight with kukas.

The two men jingled and killed each other. They were stunned from dusk to night. Finally, both of them had no strength, so they sat on the ground and breathed heavily.

"Boy, one day, I\'ll smash your head." the fat Knight\'s retinue glared at kukas fiercely, then took a chain hammer and went to his house. Kukas disdained to spit to show his contempt.

"Ha ha! When you become a knight that day, tell me this!" kukas opened his mouth and laughed, turned his thick neck, looked around at the other horsemen watching the excitement and said, "why, who else among you wants to fight with me?"

"I wipe, you are not human at all. You can fight with the bloody butcher for so long." the fierce short haired squire who first provoked kukas saw kukas\'s fierce eyes fall on him. He swallowed his saliva hard. After muttering, he turned and left: "It\'s not that I don\'t want to fight with you, but that I don\'t want to defeat you when you are weak." after saying that, without waiting for others to react, I turned around and disappeared into a house.

Kukas spit hard. He despised the squire at all. He thought what the other party had just said was just a sign of cowardice.

As the squire said just now, no one dares to fight with kukas. Of course, they disdain to fight with kukas at this moment to win. Such a victory is also humiliating for them.

After dozens of squires in the street dispersed, the servants hiding in the dark came out trembling.

In fact, they had already arrived here, but when they saw someone fighting, they all hid in fear. They didn\'t bring lunch boxes to their attendants until the fight was over.

A middle-aged servant looked at his trembling young companion and said, "don\'t look at the ferocity of their struggle. As long as you don\'t make mistakes in front of them or collide with them, those ferocity will never bless you."

"Well, smile, yes, that\'s it." The middle-aged servant carefully pointed out what the young servant should pay attention to. The young servant was his nephew. He had a lot of relationships a few days ago before he got the nephew to the manor to serve the Knights and attendants, so as to get more money to maintain the needs of the family. Even after saving enough property, he bought a slave from the manor owner to form a new family Continue their offspring.

"The Knights and squires living here have no servants. Although they are very fierce, they absolutely disdain to care too much about small people like us." the middle-aged servant repeated his words many times: "Be careful and keep smiling. These people are generally not liked by others, so what they want most is others\' smile. Don\'t care whether it\'s a kind smile or a flattering smile, as long as they don\'t have a straight face."

"I see, uncle!" the young servant was very nervous when he came here to deliver food for the first time. Now he was even more nervous when he saw kukas\'s fierce struggle with the fat squire. Fortunately, he had an uncle to take care of him, otherwise he really didn\'t know how to carry out his next work.