The earth was scorched, and there was a wail on all sides.

The aluminum shield introduces a huge amount of lightning to the ground, and the water vapor disperses the current.

An electric current ignites the silver powder in the air, causing an electric spark.

As a result, all the * in the bullets were ignited, and more than 20 guns were blown up at the same time.

The affected men were subjected to a large amount of electricity and a flurry of bullets at the same time.

Combat effectiveness has been drastically reduced.

At this point, there is no need to worry, the scene is reversed.

I hold the ground with my left hand and face the sky with my right hand.

All the remaining spirits in the body were released, and the gray air currents danced wildly in the sky.

Ten Square Sword Formation!

A round shield of steel was on his head, and in the sky were countless fine long swords.

The sharp blade of the sword fell like a thousand arrows.

There is no way to avoid it.

The blade slammed into the shield with a loud bang, stabbing several feet deep into the ground.

Wailing, a terrible wailing, like the prayer of the last days.

Those who could not dodge were nailed deep into their bodies with thin swords.

The ground was covered with blood, and the flowers bloomed like fire.

This time it's not a heavy sword, one of my spirits is not enough, if I release the heavy sword, it can only cover a small area.

Second, after the sword rain stopped, I still had to draw my sword to fight, and my physical strength was no longer enough to support me wielding a heavy sword.

The rain of swords ended, and the clash of steel stopped.

All that remained was wailing.

I kicked the shield away, propped my left hand on the ground, and squeezed out the last shred of my body.

Finely crumbling frost spread along the ground and spread across the field.

There were only a few small bits of space left.

There are snowflakes all over the place.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" one yelled desperately.

Those who still had the strength to listen to this and ran desperately to the clearing without snowflake patterns.

"Phew"

"Click"

"Ahh

A sharp bamboo sword flew from the woods, piercing a man's chest.

A piece of ground sank deep, and one fell into a pit full of iron nails. Pitfall.

Everywhere there was the sound of traps being touched.

Like a song of lamentation, with the scream of pain as the background.

These people have all been tricked.

It's a safe area with snowflakes, and I can't set up so many traps.

The only thing that can kill people is a small area that is not covered in snowflakes.

Those traps that are extremely difficult to step on were forcibly increased by me in the way of secondary inducement.

I pulled out the two long swords that were scattered around me, and rushed towards those who were not dead, holding back the weakness of my body and the desire to pass out.

Almost all of the injuries that were not serious fell into my trap, and the serious ones were only one breath.

I just need to mend it.

Anyway, they are all defective products, and they are not people.

Born to kill, born to be abandoned by the world.

Well, I don't think it's a mercy to spare someone's life.

I rushed to a man, my sword piercing through his heart.

The scorching blood splattered on my face, revealing a strong fishy smell.

I felt like throwing up, and I felt nauseous from the bottom of my stomach.

I gritted my teeth, drew my sword, and ran to the other mortally wounded man again.

The man drew his scattered sword and swung it wildly.

I turned sideways, dodged the blade, and slashed his wrist with a sword.

"Ha, I can't use a sword, I'm a master of sword from the Children's Palace. I stabbed him in the chest with my backhand, and blood splattered all over my clothes.

Indeed, when I was a child, I was obsessed with Sword and Fairy and begged my father and queen mother to send me to the Children's Palace for further study.

They also felt that they had put me in a juvenile detention center...... No, it's better to be locked up in a children's palace than to have me mess around with the TV at home.

He gritted his teeth and helped me sign up for 72 courses of children's palace swordsmanship training, one lesson every Saturday, for a total of two years.

I spent two whole years practicing swords.

At first, it was a flower shelf that cockroaches couldn't shoot.

Later, I studied it myself and practiced it to a flower frame that could kill a little mouse.

However, it is better than nothing.

I then turned and ran to another living person, my strength running out, and my steps began to float.

I'm about to fall.

If I hadn't killed everyone before I fell, I wouldn't have had another chance to open my eyes.

"Bang" was hit hard in the head.

The heavens and the earth blurred, the world began to spin, and everything was white.

There was a buzzing chirp in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything clearly.

I turned my head with great effort to see a man covered in golden light holding a steel bar.

Ah, it's a somatic enhancement class again.

I was negligent.

I forgot that even the henchmen have special abilities that are defective.

My ten-square sword formation is not fatal to people who can strengthen their bodies.

What's more, this time it's a light saber.

This person, except for the loss of firearms, should have perfect combat effectiveness.

He swung the rebar again and slammed it into my forehead.

"Dong" rings like an ancient bell in his head.

My whole world was shaking, and I had lost all my strength to stand.

I fell.

The body slammed into the wet ground.

The grass was stained with blood, and his clothes were covered in mud.

The injured began to stand up slowly, and those who were less injured began to help the seriously injured.

The child was also rescued by his subordinates and limped to this side.

I'm so scared.

There must be no bones left this time.

It is estimated that the body will be chopped inch by inch.

Bones will be trampled one by one.

And also...... I can't do what I promised Ye Wanxun, I'm really a waste man.

Footsteps, footsteps in all directions, and a large wave of crowds surging.

They all gathered around me.

I want to close my eyes and sleep peacefully.

But it couldn't be done.

One foot stomped heavily on my face, twisting and turning as if it were going to crush my skull.

My face was burning with pain, blood was coming out and soaking my cheeks, and my eyes were blood-red.

"Hybrid, mongrel, lowly mongrel, lowly mongrel, junk mongrel...... there seemed to be only one word left in his crazy mouth.

Or rather, the other words, I can't hear clearly.

Footsteps rained down and fell on me.

I could hear the sound of bones shattering.

The whole head was banging, click......

It hurts.

It hurts to the heart.

Painful ...... The souls are flying away.

"Young master, let's deal with that witch first, it's not too late for this guy to clean up in a while. A subordinate cautiously proposed.

"Okay, hehe, miscellaneous, look at it, I'm going to blast your woman into slag, watch quietly, watch like a dog." The child grabbed me by the hair and turned my face to the cabin.

"The treacherous cannon is set up. The child said.

Trick Cannon?

I don't understand, I can't think clearly, my brain is already in chaos.

The cold shelf, shimmering silver.

Jet-black barrel, brass-coated muzzle.

Those people were slowly pouring a crystal ball-black object into it, cautiously.

Like what kind of cannibalistic demon it is.

The barrel of the cannon lit up with a "buzz", and a disgusting breath permeated.

That kind of nausea from the heart, from the discomfort of the soul.

Like a collection of all the dirty, dark desires in the world.

How can you use this kind of thing to attack smoke.

How can white flowers be tainted by sludge.

Are you not afraid of the worth of heaven?

With the last of my strength, I broke free from the child's grasp and stood in front of the gun.

Men can do without anything, and their lives can be thrown away.

But the promise must not be thrown away, and it is not possible to exchange life for it!

The muzzle of the cannon exploded with a "bang".

As if the sturdy fort could not withstand the force of the cannonballs, the entire turret simply shattered.

But the black thing ejected out anyway.

It slammed into my chest.

I flew upside down and slammed into the steps in front of the wooden house, and the pine threshold broke in an instant, sinking deep into the mud.

It hurts.

It hurts.

All the organs were wailing, and the whole spine was screaming.

The body has collapsed.

The ribs pierced through the chest.

My whole body was stained red with blood.

But what is even more painful is the soul, which seems to be entangled in something black.

Throughout the body, black things kept passing through, like a pitch-black mire.

Every blood vessel hurts, every nerve hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

Obviously he had no strength, but his body involuntarily rolled on the ground.

Every nerve was roasted by fire, curled up and knotted like a spider in a fire.

Obviously there is no spirit anymore, but the body is still like being held up by the force to explode.

Rampage, everything is rampage.

All fear dwells in the body.

All black, dirty stuff.

I finally understood why they thought they could beat smoke.

This kind of thing, this kind of thing called the subterfuge, can make the body, the spirit and the spirit run wild at the same time.

The stronger the person, the greater the suffering.

If this cannon hit Xun's body, she would probably have been blasted by her huge amount of spirit support, shattered and died.

Only a weak and spiritually exhausted person like me can survive until now.

My power is too small, and no matter how inciting it is, it can't stir up that explosive effect.

While...... Take advantage of the rampage of this force.

I, with the remnants of my body, with everything that remains, will kill these people, these people who are delusional!

I frantically straightened up and ordered my body.

The whole body ran wild like a dragon.

I grabbed the rapier on the ground like a scythe of death.

I rushed into the crowd and slashed wildly.

Nothing can stand in the way of my sword.

The strengthened body is as brittle as tissue paper, and the barred steel bars are withered like wooden branches.

The sky was covered with blood.

The mangled body continued to fall.

I felt a great joy in my heart, and it was a pleasure to deprive people of their lives and control their lives.

It was so pleasant to look at those frightened expressions and listen to the screams like a song.

Hahaha.

Kill and kill without stopping, kill and kill without stopping, kill and kill without stopping.

Only kill, kill, kill.

My world was already pitch black, and the red of blood was the only light.

In a moment, just a breath, everyone died.

Only that kid remained.

I walked towards him, blood dripping from the tip of my sword.

He stepped back step by step, his fingertips shooting out thin lightning bolts.

I didn't avoid it.

At this moment, it doesn't matter anymore, there is no longer the slightest effect, as soon as the thunder and lightning invade the body, it will be torn apart by the subtlety.

The conspiracy destroys my body, and everything that flows into my body.

"You...... Don't you come here...... You will regret killing Young Master Ben...... Young Master Ben is such a genius...... It's not something you can afford to mess with. He shuddered.

"If you want to boast, boast about yourself, anyway, boasting is not illegal. "I raised my sword.

The fact that he was not a genius can be guessed from the attitude of his subordinates.

From the moment of hesitation of his subordinates when he boasted, it was clear.

Besides, people who really like to boast are often incompetent.

I've never been respected, so I pretend to be respected, and I've never been praised before I desperately try to boast.

This is his inadequacy.

"You are talking nonsense, Young Master Ben is not boasting, you are talking nonsense! Miscellaneous, miscellaneous, miscellaneous, Young Master Ben is a genius, you miscellaneous ........." he roared, his little face hideous like a demon.

"Ah, the rhetoric of scolding people is so monotonous, I really don't know if the author is lazy or you are mentally retarded. "I threw my sword and pierced him through the heart.

The wind blew over, and the land was in shambles.

The clouds wept all over the sky.

The grove whispered.

I dragged my crumbling body and forcibly restrained the treacherous riot.

Maybe it's because the body is completely depleted, and the secret is no longer so violent.

I'm dead, just trying to catch a glimpse of Kaoru.

Really, I haven't seen her in a costume yet.

Finally, I fulfilled the promise.

I slowly crawled to the cabin and sat quietly in the doorway.

The door squeaked open, and gardenia incense came to the face.

Long streamers, plain hair accessories, straight chest, slender waist, and slender legs under the skirt.

Her whole person is like a blooming gardenia.

Blue and white are interspersed, and the wide sleeves swing like butterflies.

There will never be such a beautiful girl in the world again, not in the past, and not in the future.

She blushed, her head slightly lowered, her long eyelashes blinking.

I subconsciously wanted to touch her head, but my hand was halfway out before I realized that my hands were bloody.

The hand stopped, frozen in mid-air.

Ye Wanxun opened his mouth slightly, and his pink lips moved lightly, as if he wanted to say something.

In the end, it stopped.

She lowered her head, slowly squatted down, put her head on my hand, and rubbed it gently.

A tear fell to the ground. “

Had a great time today, nothing to worry about, thank you. ”

"It's okay, tomorrow will be the same. ”

The sky seemed to be poured with a cup of tea, and the ground around it was as clear as amber.

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