Chapter Sixty-Nine: I'll pack Senior Brother Akimi and put it on your bed
.ā Fair? You stupid Terrans will only comfort yourselves with some illusory fair cause and effect!
There are more than 100 people in Linyue Village, and there are still many of you who have slashed and killed them and sent them to the Floating Cloud Sect to receive them!
It's so comforting to watch your Terrans kill each other, being pointed out by the true demons to slaughter your own kind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A great idea occurred to me... If I demonize you all and hand them over to the people of the Immortal Sect to kill... It must be fun. ā
The demon's breath burrowed into their mouths and noses while they were stunned, and they felt them wander through their bodies in despair and soberness.
Fear crept into my heart from the soles of my feet.
"We can't let the relationship between the Immortal Sect and the family become fire and water because of us, and we will not die. We can kill ourselves before we demonize! ā
Wang Zhiyi's voice was resolute and sad.
When everyone heard this, they all raised their hands and slapped them on the door. The soul exists between the eyebrows, and if you destroy yourself, you can only smash your brain to destroy it cleanly, and you won't leave any chance for Yun Fusheng to take advantage of.
Yun Fusheng fell down with a smile, shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I finally came up with this brilliant idea, how can I let you die like this!" I won't allow it, and none of you will want to die! ā
The hands that everyone slapped on their heads seemed to be stuck to something, and they couldn't move. The will and the demonic breath in the body kept fighting, and the hands moved up and down with difficulty.
The corners of everyone's eyes burst open, and blood and tears slid down their cheeks and dripped onto their clothes.
Yun Fusheng came up proudly, waved his hands together, and restrained Pu Xian, Xiang Feng, Wang Zhiyi, and Yi Bing'er. Just as he was about to walk towards Tie Wanzhong, Yusu, Wang Zhiyi and the others, Yun Fusheng's body suddenly paused, and his legs suddenly became shorter.
Blood spurted from his calf with hindsight.
The foot that had been left behind slowly fell to the ground.
Yun Fusheng turned his head in astonishment, his raised left hand suddenly cooled, and four fingers were cut off and flew out.
Su Qianruo pressed his sword against the ground, bending over and gasping for breath.
Yun Fusheng looked at his suddenly missing feet and fingers in shock, and said in disbelief, "When did you come to me?" How come, how come no one sees? ā
Su Qianruo raised his head slowly, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and the blood-stained lips were reflected in this white with a different kind of red, and the extreme white was in stark contrast with the intense red.
The sword was bent into a bow, and Su Qianruo coughed twice, and there was a gurgling sound of blood gushing in his throat. She sat down on the floor and coughed up blood.
"Sect Master Yun, back!"
Yun Worry, who was bitten by Xiaobei and fell unconscious, saw a scene that made her soul fly away when she opened her eyes.
Su Qianruo snorted, and said in his heart, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. That sword could obviously penetrate Yun Fusheng, but because of Yun Yu's worried scream, he lost a few inches.
Xiao Lingyi, Wang Zhiyi, Tie Wanzhong, Yusu, and Li Yunlian were all swept upside down by Yun Fusheng, who sensed that something was wrong, and fell to the ground and lost his breath.
It's a good idea.
Yun Fusheng wanted the living Su Qianruo, even if she cut off his feet and his fingers, he didn't dare to kill her.
As long as she attracted his attention, Xiao Lingyi, who sent her over, joined forces with Wang Zhiyi and others to give him a heavy blow with a sword that was also soaked in her blood...... Even if Yun Fusheng doesn't die, he has to lose half his life.
As long as he temporarily loses his combat effectiveness, everyone can still fight for a glimmer of hope.
"Yun Worry, you really deserve to die!"
You helped a demon to kill your own kind, extinguishing our last hope of life. Yun Worry, you must die worse than anyone else! ā
Yun Sorrow was not the slightest interested in Su Qianruo's words that were like a curse. She stood firmly by Yun Fusheng's side, and the more powerful Yun Fusheng was, the more she felt that the scenery was infinite.
She had abandoned Feng Liang before, and she could no longer integrate into Wang Zhiyi's circle. Since it is a betrayal, betrayal once is no different from betrayal several times.
If there is a cloud floating in life, everyone will be killed. Well, she is the only human being who has survived, and history is written by living people.
She can pick herself cleanly, not to mention, no one will doubt how she wants to put gold on her face.
The more she thought about it, the more proud she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she scoffed at Su Qianruo's words.
"Su Qianruo, I really regret that after you die, you can't see how beautiful and glorious I am. When I think about it, my sense of accomplishment seems to be discounted, alas... Really, I really want to spare your lives. ā
Su Qianruo felt disgusted to herself when she talked to her, so she simply didn't want to look at her.
I'm afraid it's not that easy to die!
Not only will she not die, but she will not let anyone who has protected her die before her again!
Except for Su Qianruo, if he wanted to stay alive, Yunfu Pig Iron was determined to kill all the remaining insiders, so he blocked this space early in the morning and covered the qi here.
Su Qianruo sighed, "Yun Fusheng is too cautious, and he hasn't revealed his body until now, but I have no other way." A partner's life is more important than anything else! ā
The wrist was raised weakly, and the tip of the sword poked Ying Long's nostrils crookedly.
"Hurry up, don't play dead, I know you can still catch your breath. Go, use the rest of your breath to stab the day out! Heroes are left for you to do, behave well..."
Ying Long's huge dragon eye rolled over, opened his mouth, and blew weakly into the sky.
At the same time, Su Qianruo spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood and threw the blood-stained sword into the sky with this dragon's breath.
Yun looked at these two with a smile, as if he was watching the clown play a big knife antic.
But soon, her smile froze on her face.
The sword was soft, left and right for a while, as if the dragon's breath that couldn't be used at all, and it really pierced the sky.
Rumble... As the sky was cut open.
Hua Chaozong and the maid also tore open the space along this opening and fell.
"Ma Dan, who made this cover, the old lady can't smash it for most of the day, this hand is going to be smashed." Hua Chaozong stepped on the gourd and looked around.
At this glance, I immediately breathed a sigh of cold air.
The situation in front of the city gate came into view one by one. Unexpectedly, it was really a big show to catch up to see the dead.
Everywhere there was rubble from the city gate that had been blown open and scattered, and the ground was mottled with bloodstains, and a dozen or so people were lying on the ground, unable to tell whether they had died in the scuffle or were seriously injured and dying......
It seems to have become an Asura hell.
"Your gourd is crushing my feet..."
A voice sounded faintly from under the gourd. Hua Chaozong looked down and couldn't help but be stunned, it was really Su Daji of the Immortal Sect.
"Hey, long time no see, why is it just you, the others?"
"Who? Do I know you? ā
Hua Chaozong then remembered that she and Su Qianruo really hadn't met in a sober state.
"I'm the Chaotian Sect Master!"
Su Qianruo was stunned, and then became excited, "Well, I see that Senior Brother didn't come, so you don't have to look for it." You kill Yun Fusheng, and I pack Senior Brother Mingmi and send it to your bed, how about it? (To be continued.) )