"Kill them, and leave no one behind."

Xiao Qiufeng shouted with anger, he was already facing the black-clothed leader in front of him, this was a very powerful enemy, at least much stronger than the three-person tower.

And his black clothes reminded Xiao Qiufeng of the four elders of the night, who should be all the way, but this is not the time for him to ask, he is needed inside, here, he can't stay for a long time, he must fight quickly.

"Today, you will die a terrible death." There has never been a killing intent like today, Xiao Qiufeng has no such killing intent, looking at the man in black, he has already seen blood, thick gushing blood.

The people have not moved, but the thoughts in the air have begun to fight.

Everyone on the side had already heard Xiao Qiufeng's roar, Li Qiangbing's strength was like a Ling Ran's lion, where he started, he was merciless, and the three-person tower had already felt a little difficult, but the strength was similar, and for a while, no one could help anyone.

The killing of the Divine Warrior Team was even more violent at this moment, and dozens of black-clothed people had already died countless times, but all this could not affect the mood of the black-clothed leader, he looked at Xiao Qiufeng coldly, and waited for it.

A black-clothed person seemed to be unable to stand this aura of fear, and a sharp knife appeared out of thin air, slashing towards Xiao Qiufeng, because he also felt that here, the aura on this man's body was the most uncomfortable.

The blade was already in his hand, and the huge power had already driven the reverse attack, Xiao Qiufeng moved violently with incomparable anger, and after the knife, the man in black stabbed in half, Xiao Qiufeng's figure had already passed through the corpse, and the blood was full of blood, like cherry red in the sky, and it was gorgeous.

The body rotated like electricity, and the long arms had already brought up the power condensed in the air, attacking towards the black-clothed man Ling Ran, clenching his fists, turning his fists into knives, and the sword was full of anger.

A powerful talisman aura arose around the body of the man in black, faintly stained with black mist, which made him a little unreal, and the eyes that only showed his eyes were even more gloomy, with the numbness of cold death, at this moment, he was the god of death.

He was originally the god of death, because these men in black were all dead, trained by him, and were one of the three major forces of the night.

This time, the Grim Reaper dispatched to slaughter the gods, and the sheriff's order was very simple, cooperate with the Pope's actions, and surround and annihilate him.

It's just that this man's strength is still beyond his expectations, and it is no wonder that when the trip to Hong Kong was said to be in vain, except for one person who was killed on the spot, the other three were also ordered by the sheriff to be killed, in order to pay tribute to filial piety.

The night needs talents, not cowards, this is the sheriff's cold and merciless reminder, and any member of the night must remember this very clearly.

The fierce murderous aura, with huge strength, roared between the two, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already fought eight punches, Xiao Qiufeng's fist was fast and powerful, and the monstrous momentum was like a tsunami, unstoppable.

And the fist of the black-clothed leader is gloomy and vicious, and when he makes a move, it often rises inexplicably from under his black clothes, making it impossible to distinguish his position, but it is extremely tricky, which makes people unguardable.

"Ahh

His hands are like steel claws, and he has torn off the robe of this man in black, in the robe, this is the body of an old man, it is half a body**, the old bones are full of strength, and people can see that they are masters of both internal and external cultivation.

The old man was angry, and also ripped off the mask on his face, this is a very typical Oriental, at least more than seventy years old, if it weren't for the hideous expression on his face at this moment, he almost had a kind of grandmaster-like demeanor, but he didn't expect that such a master would also be a pawn of the night.

"Qi Knife-" The identity was revealed, the killing intent on the old man's face was even stronger, his hand was slightly raised, and the thin old hand had already brought up the sword qi, which was the most quintessential sword rhyme method of the sword qi.

Xiao Qiufeng sneered again, and he was a person from the Sword Gate, and it seemed that the Sword Gate should also disappear completely.

"Sword to destroy ten thousand sects-" A cold light drink, Xiao Qiufeng's hand also had a straight and incomparable knife aura, and his handsome face was like dyed rouge, and it was red.

The sword is like water, the knife is like fire, at this moment, Xiao Qiufeng has already used the innate fire breath of his body, and he is sharp and irresistible.

"Sword Soul!"

A kind of surprise and panic appeared on the old man's face, and his hand was condensed into a knife-like slam, but Xiao Qiufeng's knife had already hit, and the knife turned into a shadow, volleying down, turning into a virtual form of knife qi of more than ten meters, and slashed with a bang.

The two men in black who bore the brunt were cut in half by the waist, and the man in black did not dare to take it hard, his body fell, and he rolled on the spot, but the soil foam flew, and when he got up from the ground, the facial features on his face had been buried by the soil.

"You've lived enough, it's long time ago to be buried in the ground."

The invisible sword qi has been slashed again, like electricity, and the qi of the man in black has been reached, Xiao Qiufeng has slashed a total of thirty-six knives.

Blood, which has appeared, is on the body of the old man.

Even if he had a powerful protective qi, the pervasiveness of the sword qi also made him bruised all over his body, and his chest had more than twenty wounds, and there was more than enough blood.

Panting, but the old man's eyes shot out a kind of resentment, killing all his life, this was the most fiasco in his life.

The Sword Sect has become the overlord of ancient Chinese martial arts, but they didn't expect that in the words of the prophet, they finally met their natural nemesis, and Xiao Qiufeng was their nemesis.

It is no wonder that Dao, the most outstanding disciple of the new generation, acts so low-key, there is such a person in the world, and the Sword Sect is indeed suppressed everywhere.

Even if it is death, this obstacle must be cleared, the old man in black pondered slightly, the cold light in his eyes has turned into death light, for the sword gate, he needs life to confirm his promise.

"Bloodthirsty**-"

The blood was already flowing very fast, but when the old man drank these four words with a slight heaviness, the blood was not rolling, but spraying, and the sprayed blood had turned black.

"Body explosion-" Xiao Qiufeng already understood at a glance that each of these martial arts exercises has some killer skills, even if he dies, he will let the enemy die together, and blood devouring ** is the most cruel technique among them.

"Knife Heart - Destroy the world!" The knife qi formed a black lotus flower, the flowers were black and shiny, and the bright light came from the petals of these flowers, the petals were the knives, and the flower knives formed three of the most bizarre black lotus.

But Xiao Qiufeng didn't attack, at this moment, he flicked his middle finger, and three drops of blood had already stained the lotus, and the black lotus had changed, becoming red, like three lights in the night, flashing the most delicate color.

The old man's heart was like ashes, and he murmured: "Blood--it is blood-colored, and I will die in heaven!" ”

The three lotus flowers moved, and at the moment of moving, the lotus flowers were gone, and the knife was gone, the knife was the same, missing in the air, and even those fogs were dispersed without a trace in an instant.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and the old man was still standing there, the blood on his body continued to gush, believing that the last drop of blood in his body would soon be drained.

"Ahh

The three worst cries of pain, the old man raised his head to the sky, but this was the last glance he could remember.

The body made a "crackling" sound, and then two bowl-sized blood holes appeared in his chest, and the knife qi seeped into his body, which could not be suppressed at the moment, and violence came out of his body.

The old man died to pieces and turned into pulp.

Xiao Qiufeng's face was murderous, and his body didn't stop for a moment, and it had disappeared here in the blink of an eye.

"Kill, leave no one behind." It was his last voice.

The death of the old man in black is like the most effective stimulant in the world, Li Qiangbing has already killed the second person of the Three Towers, and the remaining one is already crumbling, and his will is beginning to be a little confused.

Dozens of people in black, but they still attacked the divine warrior team like outlaws, their minds were already confused, the master was dead, and they only had one thought, that is, to kill the people in front of them, to kill the people in front of them.

"Fuck, die." A member of the Divine Soldier had already torn off the arm of a man in black with brute force, and then looked at the man in black who was still desperately resisting, and in anger, the arm was used as a weapon and inserted into the chest of the man in black, shattering his heart.

Or at this moment, they really appreciate what is the most murderous war in the world.

Xiao Qiufeng made three ups and downs, and he had already arrived in the ancient castle, and he saw an acquaintance, the Pope's Imperial Guard, which had surrounded the masters of the God Butcher Headquarters at this moment, and the ground was full of corpses of soldiers from both sides, with heavy casualties.

And at this moment, Ruth was facing two of the Pope's seven masters, a meteor-like dagger, unpredictable, and in a trance, Xiao Qiufeng seemed to see the shadow of the Mandate of Heaven.

Ruth, who was the daughter of Destiny and the birth of another Destiny, looking at her, Xiao Qiufeng's body was full of pride, and it seemed that she had returned to the bloody moment of the First World War in London.

(To be continued)