I saw that the king who shot just now had his whole body embedded in the street, spilling blood all the way along the way, and the people were shocked.

The woman was even more stunned.

For some reason, Li Pu's figure appeared in front of her, not tall, looking so majestic.

Kill the king with one punch.

Oh, my God!

What is this concept?

Who is this person?

The remaining royal road powerhouses were terrified one by one, and suddenly, they remembered that the dead disciple of the Holy Mountain was a royal path in itself.

Who can easily kill a person who is kingly, but who else can do it?

Thinking of this, they groaned, their bodies couldn't help shaking, and they turned around, wanting to get out of here.

Seeing this, Li Pu frowned slightly, took one step, blocking the way of all of them, and then casually slashed out a sword light.

Poof!

Dozens of royal roads couldn't resist at all, and they couldn't dodge, so they could only watch the killing attack, be robbed, and fall into the restaurant, and the people on the long street were dumbfounded.

Killing dozens of kings with one sword, what kind of combat power is that?

The word royal road fills people's hearts.

The woman was still in a trance, looking at Li Pu's back in disbelief.

"The world is black, only I am monologue, and the world is leveled with a sword. Li Pu whispered that if there was no light in the world, he would rather kill the whole world with a sword than return a bright world to the world.

Dozens of royal road tragically died on the long street, and the news quickly spread from here, and it also alarmed some powerful imperial road powerhouses in the city mansion.

Crash!

In the restaurant, everyone fled here as soon as possible.

Soon, there were only two people left, Li Pu, and the woman.

Li Pu didn't leave, because he didn't need to go, and the woman didn't go, because she felt that there was no point in living a life of reluctance.

That's not the life she wants.

"I'll play a song for you!" she chuckled, with sadness and tears mixed up, as if the grievances of the years were poured out at this moment.

There were no superfluous words, only silence remained between the two sides, and the light shrouded by the waning moon.

A song sounded slowly, with a snap of the fingers, the waves were magnificent and majestic, as if it was the tragedy of the thousands of troops and horses rushing to kill the formation.

Between the fingers, the music is euphemistic, crisp and moving, and like the gurgling water of a stream, it is exciting.

Two completely different tunes, integrated into one tune, require a super high artistic conception to bring them into play.

Ten years of tempering and experience have given the woman such an artistic conception.

Raising her head, her eyes touched Li Pu, her eyes became grateful, confused, soft, and the style changed again, like the autumn breeze blowing slowly, the fallen leaves were colorful, dyeing all the corners of the world.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten the whole world, in the land of fallen leaves, and in such a picture, there were only two of them.

Dressed in heavy armor and holding a halberd, his thick black hair fell from his shawl, he was waiting for the battle to come.

She spoke softly, plucked the strings, and her eyes were soft, like a housekeeper, waiting for her husband to return. Looking from afar, looking forward to it, became all in her sight.

It's a pity that she knows that all this is imagination, the man in front of her is too powerful, and she and he are not in the same world at all.

Perhaps, after a song, he will fly to the nine heavens, and she will return to the rolling red dust and continue to struggle.

"Say goodbye to you, pour out the dust, a tune, stain the battlefield. She whispered, her vision blurred, as if tears were flickering.

In the city mansion, there are strong people who have killed them, and they are very powerful, and there are even three or five emperors.

However, Li Pu stood here quietly, his steps never wavered, the killing swept through the sky, no one could stop him, and in the short battle, all the strong men who came fell in a pool of blood.

The thick smell of blood filled the air, suffocating everyone.

"A long song hates parting, and the gentleman is crowned on the battlefield. She whispered, the strings in her hands getting faster and faster, and the music became high-pitched.

"Damn, who the hell is he?"

"I can't go up anymore, this person is very powerful, and the realm seems to have reached Sendai III. ”

"No way, he looks so young. "In the city, the holy mountain is strong