More than 20 swords in a row are invincible in the world!

Of the more than twenty elites of the adjudication force, none of them were able to dodge the sword of the corpse.

Her performance is far more than just stunning the audience, it is simply terrifying, even forceful.

It is no exaggeration to say that her appearance is basically equivalent to turning the tide of the battle, if there is no such glass, even if today's Wang Fuxing and Nangong Dragon Slayer can survive, it will definitely not be so simple, at least like Jie, they will continue to survive at the cost of losing a certain part of their body, and survive.

Fail.

For Wang Fuxing, who has been building up momentum for the Wang family since entering Beijing, it is one of the most unacceptable realities.

He can't afford to lose.

The Wang family can't afford to lose now.

So whether it is the timing of the appearance of the dead body, or her sentence of enforcing the law on behalf of the sky, normally speaking, it should be treated well by Wang Fuxing, although he is now kneeling on one knee on the ground because he can't get up temporarily because of his lack of strength, it is always not difficult to show a smiling face.

But his expression now is only hideous, angry, and even disgusted with a hint of hatred!

So he stretched out his hand and pointed at her without hesitation, telling her to get out, preferably as far away as possible!

In the huge rain curtain that hit the people's faces, the body of the dead body trembled slightly, and said with a calm expression: "No one can control where I go, and when I leave, I will not listen to anyone's orders." Even if you are the current head of the royal family. ”

She paused in her tone, bowed slightly symbolically, but her tone still did not have the slightest awe and respect, and said flatly: "I am the big law enforcer in the law enforcement team of the Wang family's generation, and today I just want to invite the frenzy to return to the team!" ”

Twenty years ago, the characters in the Wang family's law enforcement team were the masters of the Wang family's six swords!

Twenty years ago, the dead will do it today, and will do it better than it did twenty years ago!

Please return to the frenzy, not Wang Fuxing.

Wang Fuxing grinned, took a deep breath, reluctantly stood up, wiped the blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth, and said with a cruel smile: "Return to the team? The big enforcer? What if I don't return? ”

"I'm here today, just to ask the frenzy to return to the team, if Wang Shao is unwilling, he can hand over the sword to me."

The corpse continued to speak in that flat tone.

"Call me the head of the house."

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes and said, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground, but he always tried to stand up straight, stretched out his hand, and the jet-black sword pointed directly at the dead body in white, and said calmly: "Great law enforcer, dare to fight?!" ”

Lose your marbles.

It's a completely crazy idea, just like a player in the game who has just left the novice village, struggled for a long time in the middle level, and finally stepped into the ranks of the highest, and didn't know whether to challenge a player with a top-level suit.

Infinite resurrections can be made in the game.

In reality? Wang Fuxing is not Brother Xinchun's.

"Are you crazy?!"

A rapid exclamation sounded, Chen Hualou quickly pushed the car door, followed the shooter left and right, ignoring the heavy rain in the sky, rushed to Wang Fuxing's side to support him.

The ground has now overflowed the rain at his feet, it is a corpse, the rain hits the ground, and the not clear water surface is flushed with a very disgusting scarlet, Chen Hualou's face is pale, but he always insists on standing by Wang Fuxing's side, carefully supporting his body and preventing him from falling.

The dead body still stood motionless opposite Wang Fuxing, the two were only more than ten meters apart, her beautiful face did not have any emotional fluctuations, her face was expressionless, and she said slowly: "You can't do it." ”

"Bullshit!"

Wang Fuxing sneered, his momentum was originally at the bottom, but now it was climbing rapidly, he held the frenzy hard, his arm trembled, and muttered, "I still have a sword." This sword is enough to kill you! ”

After the ninth sword came out of the sheath and killed Ito, the tenth sword was his true limit!

Destroy all the joints in your body and unleash an absolutely powerful explosive and destructive force!

Killing an enemy is the same as killing yourself!

At this moment, Wang Fuxing's killing intent seemed to be more powerful than just now, looking at the eyes of the dead corpse, there was a kind of undisguised coldness and tyranny!

"You want to kill me?"

The dead corpse raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, moved the glass in her hand, and her tone gradually became cold, how many people has she killed?

Now she herself can't remember clearly, she can naturally distinguish between the real murderous aura and the fake murderous aura, and at this moment she has no doubt that the man in front of her really wants to kill herself.

"Can't you?"

Wang Fuxing smiled evilly, staggered a step forward, and despite the pale face of Chen Hualou, the frenzy still did not let go.

He really still has a sword.

It is also the last sword, a sword that breaks through the endurance of one's body, how powerful can it burst out?

Wang Fuxing didn't know, but at such a huge price, the power of the tenth sword was basically no less than the sum of the first to nine swords!

Whether he could kill the corpse, he didn't know.

But he wanted to try!

"Then why don't you do it?"

The corners of the corpse's mouth were slightly hooked upward, and he asked in a somewhat mocking tone.

Wang Fuxing's body became more and more tense, he didn't answer, he didn't even hesitate, his body sprinted forward directly!

The frenzy is eerie and terrifying.

In the torrential rain, the corpse quietly raised its face, quietly watching the sword blade that was getting closer and closer to him cross the distance of ten meters, eight meters, five meters, and three meters away from him.

The hollowness and dead silence in her eyes seemed to fade away, and there was no movement to fight back.

Wang Fuxing's long sword still doesn't stop.

Two meters, one meter, fifty centimeters.

The corpse closed its eyes gently, and in his mind, all the wonderful pictures of his short life were wandering, and finally diluted by the monstrous blood.

The blade was less than ten centimeters away from the throat of the dead body.

Then there was a sudden pause.

Wang Fuxing's left hand holding the sword trembled violently, and his facial features were almost twisted together, but the blade of the sword could not enter an inch, as if it was pierced on a transparent iron plate.

The dead body was still wearing headphones, the white wires of the headphones hung down on her full and perfect chest through her clothes, the sound of the headphones was very loud, and in the sound of the rain, there was a faint pop song that Wang Fuxing was very familiar with.

When he hadn't entered Beijing last year, he called and coaxed Chen Hualou to sing a song to himself, called "A Man Thinking of a Man", with very poignant words and voice.

Wang Fuxing's left hand fell, and the frenzy came out of his hand, piercing straight into the rain and sinking into the ground.

His eyes were a little dazed, he looked at the dead body in front of him, took a slight step forward, moved forward again, and finally came to the dead body, reached out, and grabbed her slender shoulder.

Killed more than 20 elites overnight, still bloodless dead corpses, and their shoulders were instantly stained with blood stains on Wang Fuxing's palms.

She opened her eyes and quietly stared at the dead body.

"Why?"

Wang Fuxing said calmly, staring at her beautiful eyes almost greedily, and his tone trembled a little unnoticed: "Why are you not her, and you are still so like her?" ”

"Huh? Why?! You tell me why?! ”

Wang Fuxing's face was hideous, he shook the corpse's shoulder vigorously, and said viciously: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm a dead body."

The dead body said quietly, her height is relatively petite, about one meter six or eight tall, flat shoes, when she speaks, she has to look up to that flawless and delicate face.

"Dead bodies? Good name! Since you're not her, I'll let you die again! ”

Wang Fuxing laughed miserably: "She is unique, no one can imitate and copy, I want you to die, you die, no one will imagine her anymore, okay?" Do you think it's good? ”

Nangong Slayer frowned tightly and stared at Wang Fuxing.

At this time, his reason definitely does not belong to the normal category.

The hollow look in the dead corpse's eyes gradually disappeared, and it seemed to have some other luster, soft and heart-shattering, she seemed to smile again, and said softly, "Who is she?" ”

"You don't deserve to know!"

Wang Fuxing roared angrily, staring at her viciously, and the killing intent in his eyes was revealed again.

The spots have come out of the sleeves.

"You owe me sixty-eight dollars, and you use this to buy my life, okay?"

The corpse suddenly asked quietly, still with that kind of soft and somewhat unbearable look.

"Your life is so cheap?!"

Wang Fuxing suddenly gave birth to a wave of anger, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart now, the girl in his mind will always be unique, and now after a few years, he saw almost another copy of her, in a state of rage, he instinctively wanted to kill, but he protected the indelible only one in his heart, but after hearing the words of the dead corpse, a trace of extremely uncomfortable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Sixty-eight dollars to buy a life?

Damn, how can your life only be worth this price?!

"I used to think that my life was expensive, but then I realized that I was wrong."

The dead corpse smiled: "We have a body much larger than an ant, but in the eyes of some people, we are still fragile like an ant, sixty-eight yuan, how many can we buy?" ”

"I'll let you go this time!"

Wang Fuxing slowly put away the spots, stared at the face of the dead corpse, swallowed a mouthful of blood gushing out of his mouth, and said hoarsely: "Live well, your life, only I can kill it!" Now, get out of here, and don't make me hate you even more! ”

"The more you hate me, the more you love her, doesn't it?"

The corpse asked calmly.

"Get out!"

Wang Fuxing's tone was undisguised with disgust.

The dead corpse bowed slightly again, glanced at Wang Fuxing deeply, and said calmly: "The next time we meet, I will personally invite Wang Shao to join hell." My hell! ”

She staggered Wang Fuxing's body, looked at Chen Hualou, and turned to leave.

Thunder roared.

After the roar, another even bigger wave suddenly surged in Wang Fuxing's heart.

"Ye Yuyan!"

A complex voice with a lot of uncertainty was shouted in a determined tone.

Wang Fuxing's brain was blank, Huo Ran turned around and stared at Chen Hualou who was speaking, his eyes were cold and angry.

Chen Hualou's body stiffened, but he always stared at the back of the dead corpse, and shouted again: "Ye Yuyan!" ”

Wang Fuxing's lips moved, turned around, and looked at the white clothes.

In the rain.

The corpse's body did not pause in the slightest, nor did it reflect the three words, and walked into the rain at an even speed.

Wang Fuxing's face was gloomy, staring at Chen Hualou, who was a little overwhelmed by him, covering his mouth, and said coldly: "Have you made enough trouble?!" ”――

The next chapter is around twelve o'clock in the evening ~ ask for a monthly pass.