Zhao Tianyou was like a sponge, and the lost blood seeped into the pores of his skin again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You... You? ”

Chen Zeyu glared at Zhao Tianyou in horror, wasn't he dead? Why did he stand up again at this point? And the wounds on the body are back to normal?

Why did his group lose their ability to resist and not move as if they were electrocuted?

Could it be that all this is Zhao Tianyou's ability?

Soon, a terrible scream caught his attention, and King Kong, who had cut Zhao Tianyou's throat before, suddenly struggled, his hands scratched through the coat sewn with leather and human skin on his body, only to see his chest rise and fall like a lake, as if there was some terrible creature in his stomach about to break out.

With his terrible and terrible screams, tiny beads of blood pierced through his chest and flew out, one after another, and the blood beads were as if they were like mist, as if the blood on his body was condensed in his chest.

In the blink of an eye, the man had lost all his blood and had turned into a dehydrated corpse.

Zhao Tianyou walked slowly, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and the blood condensed in the air seemed to have spirituality, and he grabbed it in his hand, accompanied by the sound of 'popping' blisters exploding, and the blood quickly deformed and condensed into a red ice sword.

A three-foot sword condensed by blood and water, with a strange appearance, the shape may not be delicate, but it is completely frozen by blood condensation.

Zhao Tianyou looked at those frightened black devils indifferently, he raised the sword in his hand, his eyes widened, and he showed a hint of a smile: "Chop off your limbs and make a human stick, right?" ”

Chen Zeyu seemed to notice something, and he shouted in fear: "No, no, no!" ”

It's a pity that his cry didn't arouse a trace of sympathy from Zhao Tianyou, Zhao Tianyou raised the blood sword in his hand and slashed it down, four swords in a row, slashing at his limbs respectively, cutting off his hands and feet.

While chopping, Zhao Tianyou also let out a crazy laugh.

"Bump", Chen Zeyu, who lost his hands and feet, fell to the ground, he looked at his hands and feet that were still twitching close at hand, and cried loudly: "My hands ~ my feet, ah, ah, ah~"

His cry was like a fuse, quickly igniting the fear of the others.

It's a pity that no matter how much they cry, they can't get a trace of sympathy from Zhao Tianyou.

Zhao Tianyou seemed to be crazy, he laughed and shouted, a knife cut down, each knife, a black devil's hand or foot was cut off, and one by one a brand-new human stick fell on the hall, crying and struggling as if it was a deformed.

Junyi was terrified, and she covered her lips with her bare hands for fear that she would cry.

"Don't~ Don't be like this!"

Jun Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he suddenly pounced on him and hugged Zhao Tianyou from behind, trying to stop Zhao Tianyou.

"Get out of the way~" Zhao Tianyou shouted, pushing Jun Yi away to baptize the last black devil with a human stick.

The Heroic Spirit lancer who was summoned by Zhao Tianyou finally couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled out the alloy spear that had stabbed the black devil elite before, and clamped the spear on his shoulder: "Which brother, your mental condition seems to be a little not good, although I don't object to you killing them, but kill them, don't let your mind be broken." I've heard my bad boss say that many heroes and businessmen have slowly lost their minds because they have been hit too hard, and they have been dragged into hell as a result of killing too many people~ It's okay to kill a bunch of scum, but don't pay yourself in~"

His words suddenly woke up Zhao Tianyou.

With a "touch", Zhao Tianyou, who was still sneering, dropped the blood sword in his hand, and he looked at the people who were wailing and cursing themselves for letting themselves kill them, and suddenly felt a wave of nausea in his stomach.

"What did I do? What's the difference between me and the Dark Devil?! ”

Zhao Tianyou secretly said in his heart, Jun Yi came over again, and he seemed to see the wavering in Zhao Tianyou's heart.

Slowly, hugged Zhao Tianyou from behind.

Ta's body is very slender, the skin is very delicate, a pair of plain hands are held around the waist and touched on the chest, just like a baby's delicate skin against Zhao Tianyou, it feels itchy and very comfortable.

"They should be damned, you killed the right one~ but don't turn yourself into an existence like them~"

Jun Yi's fair face pillowed Zhao Tianyou's back, and he comforted: "You did the right thing, you don't need to feel guilty." You are the god of Frostbone Village, where do you need to save ~ Flying Star is waiting for you..."

"Feixing, waiting for me!"

Zhao Tianyou turned around suddenly, and he grabbed Jun Yi's delicate shoulder: "What's wrong with Feixing?" What's wrong with the flying star! ”

"He's fine for now, but..."

Junyi was in pain, Zhao Tianyou's hand strength was too great, and with a little force, he felt like his shoulder bones were going to be crushed.

Just when Junyi was about to tell Zhao Tianyou about the current situation of Frost Bone Village, the elevator rose to the top floor again.

More than 20 people walked out of the elevator, in addition to Wu Youli, who went to report before, Ling Zixiao, the king of Frostbone Village, was also among them, and in addition, there were two King Kong and more than a dozen black devil elites armed with firearms.

"This~" They had come with the joy of victory, intending to accept everything in the supermarket.

But I didn't want to see the miserable situation in a place as soon as I came up, and everyone was shocked all of a sudden.

"Ha~ I won't give you a chance to shoot this time~"

Lancer was overjoyed, and the alloy in his hand danced for a long time, standing the giant square shield in front of him, accompanied by a roar of 'Yaha~', and the whole person rushed out like a humanoid tank.

"Stop him!" Ling Zixiao looked at the lancer who rushed over, and was suddenly shocked, and just wanted to command his little brother to fight back.

But at a distance of more than thirty meters, in the face of Lancer's full-speed sprint, their guns were not waiting to be aimed at him, and Lancer still rushed in front of everyone.

With the familiar sound of the footsteps of the 'dong dong dong' pile driver, lancer left a half-inch thick footprint on the obsidian floor, and the people were also like bowling balls crashing into the nine-pillar ball, the crowd was driven, a large number of people flew up violently, and among the more than 20 people, one-third of them were violently knocked into the air, smashed the glass behind the elevator, fell into the air, and fell to the ground screaming.

"Lin!" Zhao Tianyou was shocked, looking at the lancer who launched a suicide attack and fell to the ground with the black devil, because he looked exactly the same as his own hair, and Aiwu and Wu couldn't help but worry.

Xiao Zhi comforted at this time: "Heroic spirits are immortal and immortal, and even if they die, they can be reborn in Valhalla, but at this height, even if they are junior heroic spirits, they also have many means of self-preservation." If you want to fall to death a heroic spirit, it's mostly a fool's dream."

While Xiao Zhi comforted him, Zhao Tianyou also ran to the balcony, only to see a large number of human bodies automatically falling in the sky, but the smaller lancer was holding a delicate black umbrella and slowly falling towards the earth.

His alloy spear and giant shield were long gone, most likely retracted into storage space or something.

"That's ~" Zhao Tianyou was shocked. (To be continued.) )