Chapter 27: Chill Dance's Wrath (8)

"Roar!" Han Wu suddenly let out a beast-like howl, and a burst of red light erupted all over his body, and the man was stunned by this sudden change, and then found that Han Wu's body had changed.

"Ah, didn't you say that this sword was sealed?" When the man saw the change in Han Wu, he couldn't help but be shocked, only to see that Han Wu's whole body was filled with a layer of red light, and the red cross sword in his hand was exuding a strong killing aura, and the sword body changed from the previous red to dark red, and there was a faint streamer flickering.

In the face of such a cold dance, the man was like a great enemy, and he no longer hesitated at the moment, and danced a few wind blades in succession. And Han Wu didn't react much, but instinctively danced the cross sword, blocking those wind blades one by one. At this time, the man found that Han Wu had lost consciousness and was supported by a killing intent.

"Looks like I can't leave you a whole corpse. Wind Skills, Flurry! The man had no intention of dwelling on it any longer, and was afraid of the legend of the sword, so he did not hesitate to use his killing skills. When the killing technique was used, the man suddenly disappeared on the spot, but this was not a real disappearance, but his speed was too fast, and his figure could not be caught with the naked eye.

This killing skill relies on high-speed movement and wind blade to carry out all-round strikes. This is a sword hero-level wind system combat skill, unless you have the strength of a great sword master, you can't even see the shadow of the enemy at all, and you will be split under the all-round wind blade. It's just that this combat skill has one of the biggest drawbacks, that is, sequelae.

Once this combat skill is used, it must be hit with one blow, otherwise the body will be out of force when subjected to such high-speed movement, and at this time, you can't destroy the enemy, and you will wait for the enemy to destroy yourself.

The man also had absolute confidence in himself to dare to perform such a combat skill, but he didn't understand why he was using such a killing technique against such a person, who had previously thought that he was extremely weak. The facts told him that Han Wu at this moment was qualified to let him use such a move.

Facing the missing man, Han Wu still stood in front of him, holding a crosssword that radiated red light. Just as the man was about to attack, Han Wu suddenly moved, his body jumped up, and the cross sword danced slowly, looking so casual and smooth.

There are no gorgeous names, no gorgeous movements, everything is so simple and smooth, after the cold dance jumps, the sword rises and falls, and a howl like a hellish demon sounds, the red cross sword shines brightly, and the light and shadow turn into thousands of evil ghosts overwhelmingly rushing forward.

"Ahh With a frightened scream, the man's figure reappeared, but his body was rightfully subjected to this strange blow, he didn't understand why Han Wu had already captured his position before he used his combat skills, and he didn't understand that the sealed sword was bursting out at this moment.

However, before he could be explained, he had been overwhelmed by the demons, and then his soul was ripped out by the demons and became their food, while the body lost its vitality and lay on the ground without a blink of an eye.

Han Wu still stood with her sword in her hand, in this small village full of corpses and heavy blood, she had a pair of red eyes, just like the Shura demon.

"Roar!!" With a terrible howl, Han Wu, who had lost his target, finally fell to the ground in a limp unconscious, and the dark red cross sword also lost its brilliance and turned into a swarthy cross sword.

Mark watched in amazement as Han Wu killed a legendary swordsman, and before he could get excited, he saw Han Wu fall, and one of his hearts shook violently.

"Little ...... Xiao Wu! Mark tried to get up, but his injuries were so severe that he was running out of oil, and if he didn't get medical attention, he would die.

He hated it so much, he hated that his strength was too weak, and he couldn't protect the Sandworm Village, even his most important people.

Mark didn't know what was going on with the cold dance, whether he was alive or dead, but he knew that he was going to die. He rarely cried, but at this moment, he also had to shed men's tears, which were not tears shed for fear of death, but tears of remorse for not being able to protect his most important person.

At this moment, his consciousness became more and more blurred, but a touch of fiery red broke into his eyes, and in the haze, he seemed to be able to see that it was a fiery red wolf.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that after I died, I would also become the food of the Warcraft." Mark laughed at himself, and then his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

The fiery red monster was a wolf with a red body and flowing hair, and it looked around vigilantly, and then looked at Mark with a somewhat complicated expression. However, in the next moment, he opened his mouth, grabbed Mark, dragged him away step by step, and gradually disappeared into the vast desert.