Chapter 51: The Holocaust
"How did you get out!" Lin Jiang's shocked voice sounded among everyone, but this voice was different from the usual calmness, but a little sharp, as if it had broken the sound, which was enough to see the horror in Lin Jiang's heart.
Fengjiang raised his arm and pointed at Furukawa, unable to speak, and it seemed that he had not yet recovered his senses.
As the only woman among the three generals, the fire general showed the most calm, and the lotus step moved lightly, and the two generals of the wind forest surrounded Furukawa in it, showing a trend of horns and encirclement.
Somehow, she always felt that the Furukawa in front of her had changed a lot, and it had become unpredictable, as if she had a veil covering her body, blocking outsiders' view of her.
Furukawa didn't see the little caution of the fire general, and he always maintained a faint smile on his face, and his momentum was like a sword straight towards everyone.
"How did you get out? Heh! Of course, I came out thanks to your Hongfu. A mockery leaped across his face.
"Death to the boy!" At this time, the momentum of the encirclement had already taken shape, and the cannibal clansmen had already stood up according to certain rules, blocking all retreats. And Feng Jiang has always been an acute child, with a violent temper, and now he is ridiculed by Furukawa in every way, no matter how frightened he is in his heart, the murderous intent has risen, and it is difficult to recover it.
"Hehe, don't worry, you're all going to die, don't be in such a hurry. Furukawa's smile was even brighter: "I'm talking about all of you here. ”
"The End!" Furukawa's right hand was raised, in a holding posture, and the end of the hand that was still embedded in the cell was summoned, vibrated slightly, as if in harmony, directly out of trouble, turned into a meteor, shot from a distance, just a breath of time, it appeared in Furukawa's hand, the red light appeared, and everyone's blood was involved, as if it was about to break out.
Gu Chuan paused slightly, his smile retracted, his face showed a fierce look, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant: "Don't worry, Lord Yama, I have already booked a place for you." ”
Everyone thought that they were blocking Furukawa's retreat, but they didn't think that they were blocking their own retreat.
Although the wind general was frightened by Furukawa's momentum, the killing move had been made, the arrow had been out of the string, and it was difficult to take it back, so he had to bite the bullet, and although he felt Furukawa's aura above him, he still had some doubts in his heart, so he was decisive.
The second general of Lin Huo also reacted in time, and at the same time broke out, and his hands were full of killing moves.
"Blood Fury Burning Method!" As soon as Furukawa drank in his heart, his blood boiled instantly, and his strength climbed a lot.
Killing chickens with a knife is of course to kill more refreshingly!
With a simple and unpretentious sword, General Lin's offensive was directly forcibly interrupted, and he flew out in response, and a long sword wound appeared in his abdomen, and the whole person withered.
The aftermath of the sword qi rushed straight to the two generals of wind and fire, although it was the aftermath, but in the eyes of the two generals of wind and fire, it was like the sickle of death, and it was death when touched.
The two of them had nowhere to dodge at all, and they knelt down in unison, and the fire shattered their already thin clothes by the sword qi and turned them into powder. For a while, the spring was leaking, even if there was a bloody wound on the body, it was difficult to hide this beautiful spring.
The fire general was too badly injured and had no strength to support himself to stand anymore, while the wind general had to fall down because his calf was cut off by the sword qi.
With just one sword, the three strongest members of the cannibal clan have all been defeated, and their lives and deaths are unknown.
Of course, Furukawa wanted more than that, and continued to swing his sword.
At the beginning, every swing of Furukawa's sword was just a simple slash of everything, and there was a pause in the middle, but later, the sword intent was integrated, but the same moves were coherent, and the sword light and sword shadow seemed to be constructed into an impermeable sword shield, and the color of the end road became more and more vivid, as if a hungry person had eaten a full meal at one time.
"Hahaha!" Furukawa waved the end while laughing wildly, and the sound vibrated the universe.
At this moment, Furukawa is the strongest combat force in this land, the supreme master of everyone's lives, and the supreme in the eyes of everyone.
In a moment, Furukawa collected his sword.
"It seems that it can't be too long to forcibly harness this force, otherwise it will still be very difficult. Furukawa secretly clenched his fists, his whole body was already soaked, and his breathing became heavy, thinking that the previous attack was also a lot of consumption for him.
The martial arts arena was quiet at this time, but it was different from the previous quiet, but a kind of death-like silence.
The air in the entire space seemed to be filled with blood that was about to condense into substance, and it smelled sweet and pungent, as if no matter how big the sun was, it could dissolve the heavy resentment of mourning over the land.
As soon as I looked at it, there were corpses all over the field, mountains of bones, and broken grass.
Frosty morning!
From Furukawa to the time when he came to collect the sword, in just a quarter of an hour, all the cannibals present died.
Except for one person - the fire general.
Furukawa looked at her condescendingly, his eyes grazing over her beautiful naked body, and from time to time there were sounds of appreciation.
In purgatory, there is only one theme: revenge and desire.
Furukawa signed a contract with Purgatory and severed his feelings, so he was naturally affected by it.
To put it simply, apart from the spirit beast that he signed up with, the only emotions that Furukawa could exist were hatred and desire, and these two emotions would also be infinitely magnified, and at the same time, these two emotions would complement each other.
At this moment, Furukawa saw the scene of a river of blood flowing at this time, and the mood of revenge gradually faded, but the desire to grow together was not satisfied.
Furukawa had known this for a long time, which is why he left no one alive in vain.
Looking at the sturdy and wheat-colored smooth skin of the fire commander, Furukawa's eyes gradually became bloodshot and red, and the sound of breathing became heavier and more obvious, and he only felt that there was a fire burning in his lower abdomen.
However, Furukawa's eyes were not obscene and lustful, but full of a haughty, indifferent but conquering look.
It seems that what he sees is not a hot beauty, but a dispensable plaything among the emperor's three thousand beauties.
The fire general lowered his head, knelt down, bit his lip, did not say a word, his face was quite tired, but his eyes flashed with stubbornness.
When Furukawa saw her like this, his desire to conquer became even stronger, and a smile appeared on his face.
Like an evil tiger pounced on food, under the sun, Furukawa pounced on the weak, lamb to the slaughter.
The movements are extremely simple and rude, directly holding down both hands and forcibly entering, Furukawa's face has a complicated expression, both sarcasm and arrogance, and at the same time there is enjoyment after the desire is satisfied.
The fire general has completely given up resisting, how can a lamb resist when the tiger is eating.
Next to the pile of corpses, on the river of blood, Furukawa violently impacted, and the woman's screams rang out from time to time, so startled that the bird couldn't fly.
Where the sun can't shine, the river of blood flows quietly, and Furukawa's back looks extremely lonely at this moment, but it is as hard as iron, like a king.