Chapter 25: Chill Dance's Wrath (6)

"Ha Luha, I didn't expect there to be a dead leftover here?! And it's pretty good. The man casually picked up Mark with his sword, and his eyes swept over the cold dance that came out, and at this time, there was still blood gushing out of Mark's mouth that had been pierced by the sword.

"Put! Open! He! Han Wu's eyes were red, and he said word by word, his heart full of killing and anger.

The man squinted at Han Wu, a pair of eyes kept scanning her body, overflowing with infinite desire, and he didn't pay attention to Han Wu's words at all.

In his eyes, Han Wu is just a woman who has lost her mind, and there is nothing to be afraid of at all! It's just that the momentum exuded by Han Wu made him a little uncomfortable.

"Little girl, if you are willing to follow me, I can spare you from dying!" The man said promiscuously, casually tossing Mark aside.

"Delusional!" Han Wu shouted angrily, indomitable appearance, in the eyes of men, but it was so tasteful, the more wild and untamable the woman, the more he liked it.

"yes, that's interesting. I'll tell you, I'm a member of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Regiment, and following me means endless honor. The man spread his hands and said lightly as he walked over to Han Wu.

His appearance was like a corpse under his feet, and the blood was all decorations, and the resentment in Han Wu's heart reached its peak, and the boundless anger seemed to burn her whole being.

"You've killed so many people, but you're like nothing, you're demons!"

"Thank you so much for the compliment, the title of demon is quite majestic!" The man laughed, unfazed by Han Wu's curse.

"Then, demon, die!" Han Wu finally couldn't hold back the surging killing intent and anger, and ran towards the man with a roar.

"Little ...... Xiao Wu, don't! Run, you're not...... His opponents! Mark saw that Hanwu had lost his mind and rushed towards the terrifying man, holding his breath and shouting at him.

It's just that Han Wu has been overshadowed by anger and can't hear Mark's persuasion.

"Yo, it's quite imposing!" The man looked at the cold dance that rushed over, and his heart trembled inexplicably, but his face was still smiling indifferently.

Of course, Han Wu could know that the man in front of her had terrifying strength, which she couldn't resist at all now, but seeing the corpse with a familiar face, as well as the death of Grandma Sanban and Uncle Green, had completely pushed her into madness.

"Wind Skill, Blade!" With a soft shout, the man slashed his sword, and a visible wind blade flew out from the sword body, directly taking the cold dance. Han Wujiao shouted, and a dodge flashed the wind blade, but this wind blade left a deep mark on the ground, which shows its great power.

"You're pretty flexible." When the man saw the approaching Han Wu, he said unhurriedly, and then his eyes were fierce, and he picked up three swords in a row, only to see three wind blades flying out, and they were divided into upper, middle and lower three ways to attack Han Wu.

Han Wu was frightened, and hurriedly took out the cross sword from behind him, and hurriedly swung the sword to block. A burst of strength came from the sword body, which made Han Wuhu's mouth numb. And the sackcloth that was originally wrapped in the cross sword was also shattered under the three wind blades, revealing the crimson sword body.

"Ha Luha, it really didn't take any effort to get it, so it was in your hands." When the body of the red cross sword was exposed in front of the man's eyes, the man couldn't help but feel excited and said excitedly.

"It? Could it be this sword! Han Wu frowned, listening to the man's words, and his eyes fell on the cross sword in his hand. Could it be that Grandma Sanban said that it was this sword, and this group of demons slaughtered everyone for this sword? Han Wu quickly connected those broken clues in his mind, and he couldn't help but be horrified.