"Boy, I admit it, your talent is really strong, but unfortunately, you are still too tender. Suddenly, Brother Qi's words changed.

"Drink!" Then he shouted, "Furious." If you say that, a huge big knife phantom slashed towards Han Ping, who was still in a daze, and at this moment, Wei Shou behind him also moved.

I only saw a black shadow passing by, and then Wei Shou hid behind the Giant Knife Phantom, his thin body could just hide behind the Giant Sword Phantom, and his eyes were full of bloodthirst.

After the seventh brother slashed out the trick, he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily. He watched with wide eyes as the huge slash towards Hanping, it seemed, it was over.

Feeling the huge threat on the way, Han Ping suddenly returned to reality from his fantasy, he looked at the giant knife phantom that attacked and killed, because the distance was too close and the phantom speed was fast, although the big knife phantom brought a large area of snowflakes along the way, but this did not affect the speed of the big knife phantom at all.

"Damn, how could Seventh Brother comprehend such a trick? Hanping said to himself, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

"Drink!" After a loud drink, the ghost head knife in Han Ping's hand was immediately crossed by him in front of his chest, and his arm suddenly exerted force, at this moment, the majestic power exploded and then poured into the ghost head knife, and the fragile ghost head knife was directly twisted and deformed by the violent energy, but, it doesn't matter, as long as he can withstand this knife, his task will be completed.

"Click, Touch"

The Giant Knife Phantom and the Ghost Head Knife are fiercely intertwined, and the two sides are consuming each other regardless of victory or defeat, of course, the Giant Knife Phantom consumes faster, after all, he is not the body.

The seventh brother was shocked at one time, "This, this, this strength, could it be that this kid has already stepped into the martial arts double heaven? this, this, this is too incredible!" He stared blankly at the battle between the giant knife and the ghost head knife, and had already forgotten the idea of escaping in his heart.

The muscles of Han Ping's whole body bulged high, but at this moment, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, a black shadow flashed, and then a dagger appeared in front of Han Ping's field of vision: "Wei Thin." Hanping roared angrily, and his body instinctively reacted and took a big step to the left.

With the speed of the horizontal movement, Han Ping decisively gave up the ghost head knife, and after losing the resistance of the ghost head knife, the big knife phantom rushed forward excitedly, but unfortunately Han Ping had already moved away, he pounced, and then slashed on the valley cliff with a solid knife, and then, the heavy snow on the valley began to slide.

Now a few people are not in the mood to look at the situation behind, they only have one thought, causing the other party to be doomed.

Han Ping had just flashed the phantom of the giant knife, but there was no dagger in the world to dodge the oncoming dagger, he saw a human face clearly, so ugly, as if it was full of dirty words, a pair of small eyes were extremely cold, and there was a wicked smile in his mouth.

"Sting"

It was the sound of a dagger passing through the flesh, Han Ping looked down at the dagger that pierced his right chest, at this moment he seemed to forget the pain, he looked up at Wei Shou coldly, his eyes were bloodshot, it was bloodthirsty.

"Ahh

Han Ping roared angrily and grabbed directly at Wei Shou, he was ready to slaughter the martial artist with his bare hands. Feeling Han Ping's angry and bloodthirsty eyes, Wei Shou was afraid, he directly gave up the dagger and prepared to evacuate, but unfortunately, he found that he was actually pressed by a general trend and couldn't move.

In his frightened, regretful, and desperate eyes, Han Ping's left hand was fiercely inserted into Wei Shou's left atrium, where was a beating heart.

"Uhh

Wei Shou screamed miserably: "Spare your life, spare your life, as long as you let me go, I can do anything, spare my life." He begged for mercy, and at the moment of life and death, this generation of heroes of the Falling Sun League was still afraid.

It's a pity that he is facing Han Ping, who only has killing in his heart, the demonic nature in his body is beating, the blood knife of the sea of qi is trembling, feeling the heart held in his hand is still spurting with vitality, Han Ping showed a cruel smile in his mouth, and then his left hand suddenly exerted force.

"Uh, uh, you, you, you're a devil. Uhh At this moment, he felt that the blood qi was flowing, and the blood in his body was frantically pouring into the direction of his heart, and then disappeared.

"Uh, uh, you, you, uh" Wei Thin's screams became smaller and smaller, his skin slowly dried up, and his skinny body didn't even have skin left at this moment, only bone.

Han Ping happily enjoyed the pleasure of a martial artist's blood pouring into his body, and then being absorbed by the blood knife in the sea of qi, the blood knife released blood qi frantically, and his illusory blade body became more condensed.

Finally, Wei Shou's screams stopped, Han Ping threw the other party into the snow, "click", a crisp sound, Wei Shou's bones were directly shattered, you know, it is the bones of a martial artist, but it is not rotten for a hundred years, but it is a pity that under the destruction of the blood knife, it is weak and can't help the wind.

Hanping is a dual personality, also Buddha, also demon, also good, and evil, is he an angel or a devil?

The seventh brother didn't have time to think about this, he trembled and crawled back, saying something crazy in his mouth, but unfortunately, there was a cliff behind him, and he had no way out. "Ahh ”

A dagger was still stuck there, shocking. With a demonic voice and bloodthirsty eyes, at this moment, he is a devil from hell.

As if thinking of something, Hanping put his left hand on his right chest, and then slowly pulled it out, he didn't even frown, as the dagger was pulled out, blood also flowed out, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Looking at Han Ping, who was so cruel to himself, and then looking at Wei Shou, who had no bones, Brother Qi's tense nerves finally broke at this moment.

"Uh, who am I, where am I?you, you, who are you?" Seventh Brother said something crazy, obviously, he had been scared stupid by Hanping, sad and lamentable, a generation of heroes was actually scared stupid by a junior, and Seventh Brother was also the number one in the Luoyang Mountain Range.

Han Ping's bloodthirsty eyes looked at the crazy Seventh Brother, and suddenly with a force of his arm, a dagger swished out, and then appeared that had pierced the body of the Seventh Brother.

"Smack"

The seventh brother knelt down softly, and then fell, and a generation of heroes fell.

Han stood calmly, there was no sorrow or joy in his heart, he looked at the cold bones of the two people, it seemed that a stone had fallen in his heart, and in an instant, the roaring demon veins quieted down, and the breath on his body regained calm again, at this moment, he was like an angel again.

The heavy snow was still falling, as if announcing that Hanping had completed the double killing of the two warriors, and also announced that the two heroes of the Sunset Alliance, the fall.