"Who else wants revenge now, and stands up for this king. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Duanmu Xuan threw Lin Hao's head out, his whole body was covered with blood, especially his hands, and there were still traces of blood, like a demon, which made people shudder and shrink their necks.

The audience was silent, stunned in place, as if time had stood still, and a breeze swept by, taking away a little of the smell of blood in the venue.

"I'm giving you five seconds to think about it, remember, it's only five seconds. Duanmu Xuan stretched out his red hand and began to count down.

At this time, the thieves in the gutter village were not calm, and they all hesitated.

"Brother, is your salary really five silver stripes a year?" a middle-aged man moved his body to a bandit and whispered.

I don't remember at all, they were in opposition.

"Of course, our king is full of words, and it is appropriate to eat and drink spicy food. The thief patted his chest, held his head high, and deliberately raised his voice a lot so that everyone around him could hear it.

"Okay, I'll descend!" the middle-aged man immediately threw away the weapon in his hand and said loudly.

A bandit took the lead in surrendering, which immediately attracted the attention of all the bandits, Duanmuxuan has a sentence that is particularly reasonable, this year came out to mix, isn't it just for life, for money, no matter how mixed it is, maybe it has changed places, and it is not necessarily that it will be more prosperous.

Soon, more and more bandits surrendered, and after a while, more than 200 people accepted the surrender, and the number continued to grow.

Most of the people who accepted the surrender were bachelors, and they had no such worries as their families.

Seeing this, Duanmu Xuan raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which turned out to be more than he expected.

"Even if Lao Tzu dies in battle, he will never surrender!"

At this moment, a tall and burly thief shouted at the crowd.

"If anyone surrenders today, he will not be able to get along with the overlord, see you in the future, and never die!" The thief said loudly with a giant axe in his hand.

Wang Renba, who has been in the Gutter Village for nearly ten years, is a six-fold cultivator who has left the Blood Realm, and his temper is notoriously irritable, but there is one thing, there is no doubt about it, that is, loyalty to the Gutter Village!

"Aren't you rampant, Lao Tzu will chop you first!" As soon as Wang Renba's words fell, he stomped his feet and swung towards Duanmu Xuan with a giant axe.

Leaving the blood realm sixfold against fivefold, even if the other party is Wen Xiu, he has the confidence to dismantle the other party.

"Someone like you can't survive a TV series for two episodes at most, no, it should be half an episode. Duanmu Xuan's face was calm and unhurried, without a trace of fear.

"Brothers, even if there are hundreds of more traitors in Cambodia, we still have victory in sight, we have the advantage, fight for honor, kill!" The bandit who followed Wang Renba raised his big knife, roared loudly, and led people to kill.

For a while, the whole picture began to be chaotic again, and the two sides were fighting, especially the thieves in the gutter village who had just surrendered, and they were in such an embarrassing situation, I don't know whether to make a move or not.

"Guan Feng is here, you are waiting to die!" Before Wang Renba could get close, Guan Feng slashed over and blocked Wang Renba's steps.

Guan Feng was dressed in cyan armor, standing in front of Duanmu Xuan, his slender thighs were stained red with blood, especially his back, which was extremely dazzling, and the three broken swords pierced into his skin, although the blood flow was stopped, but the blade glowing with cold light made everyone tremble when they saw it.

But she still stood up straight, although her face was a little pale, there was no trace of fear in her eyes, on the contrary, there was a strong fighting spirit.

When Wang Renba saw Guan Feng's figure, he immediately stopped, carrying a giant axe, and didn't dare to approach.

The strength that Guan Feng showed before was in everyone's eyes, and when he hesitated, Guan Feng had already rushed up.

In just three moves, Guan Feng cut off Wang Renba's head.

"No one who surrenders, no one will be killed, no one will be left!" Duanmu Xuan said loudly.

"Yes!" Guan Feng bowed in response, and then joined the battlefield again with the Qingyun Water Cutting Knife, as long as she appeared, it would inevitably set off a splash of blood and take away a few heads.

"I surrender, I surrender!" shouted one of the bandits, throwing away his weapon.

"I also surrender ......" At this time, another thief also spoke, Guan Feng's killing was too terrifying, like killing a god, even if it was a cultivator with good strength, it was like an ant in front of her, and within three moves, she died.

The most frightening thing is that she is never-ending, as if she doesn't feel tired, and keeps killing, even if she is injured, her brow does not wrinkle.

When you meet such a person, dare to ask who dares to match it?

"Don't wait for it, surrender now, it's too late, kill!" Duanmu Xuan waved his hand and said indifferently.

Guan Feng only listened to Duanmu Xuan, and the other party asked her to continue killing, and she would definitely not stop.

"Ah......h

"I don't want to die ......"

The shouts, the screams, endlessly, resounded throughout this land, the original dominant gutter village, morale was low, everyone was afraid that the next moment would encounter Guan Feng's big knife and die.

Fear, hanging over their minds, makes them have no intention of fighting again, they just want to escape from here.

Gradually, deserters appeared in the field, but they were all stopped by Guan Feng and took the opponent's head with a knife.

"Kill!" Cambodia's morale instantly soared, turning the situation at a disadvantage and killing the other party by surprise.

"King, is there really no one left?" Xiao Feng came to Duanmu Xuan's side and asked.

"Not a single one remains. Duanmu Xuan replied.

There is a river of blood here, and there is a strong smell of blood in the air, and the corpses are all over the field, and all the thieves in the gutter village have died here.

Duanmu Xuan stood in the arena and looked coldly at the corpse lying on the ground that was still convulsing.

This is war, ruthless war.

If he chooses to let them go, it will be equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain, leaving himself with trouble, and he can also take this opportunity to shock the bandits who have just surrendered, and let them know that he is a master who says everything.

The bandits in Cambodia are also red-eyed, and when they calm down, they see a corpse in front of them, and they don't feel good in their hearts, but this is the cruelty of reality, either you die or he dies.

Guan Feng stood not far away with a big knife, her delicate face was stained with blood, her armor and blades were dyed red, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, her body staggered, and she fell to the ground.

A god-killing existence finally fell.

"Guan Feng!" Duanmu Xuan's figure flashed, and he hurriedly came to Guan Feng's side and supported her.

"This battle has worked hard for you. Duanmu Xuan looked at Guan Feng in his arms, he couldn't bear it, he reached out to comb the hair on her forehead, and said softly.

If he had summoned Zhang Xingcai to fight together at the beginning, the whole situation would have been much easier, but he didn't choose to do so, because he vaguely felt that today's matter was not as simple as it seemed.

He wants to save Zhang Xingcai's trump card for the end.

"It is the honor of the last general to share the worries of the king. A faint smile appeared on Guan Feng's face, and the originally white teeth were stained red with blood.

She laughed and looked good.

It was also the first time Duanmu Xuan saw her smile.

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