The corpses in the camp were all over the field, and Li Wujie saw many familiar faces, all of which were people who had lived with him, and they had all turned into cold corpses at this time.

This group of heroes who think they are powerful and regard human life like mustard deserve to die.

Li Wujie pinned the bearded limbs to the ground with four iron swords, and said jokingly: "I can see that you are surprised, but the good show has just been staged, and I want you to try the taste of despair." ”

A hint of panic flashed in the bearded man's eyes, but then he calmed down and said without slashing: "Boy, do you think that if you win me, this battle will be over?" ”

"Of course not! I know that you are not the leader, so I didn't kill you. Since your boss likes to watch a play, then I will invite him to watch a good play, and I hope he can still enjoy it so calmly. ”

After speaking, Li Wujie took out another iron sword in the weapon box, shrunk into inches in one step, and instantly came to the side of a heavy sword knight, and then the heavy sword knight was in a different place. Then one more step was taken, and a magician was pierced and fell down in horror.

With every step Li Wujie takes, an enemy dies. And the way he kills people is so random that no one knows who is the next target. The worst thing is that no one can stop his sword or punch.

Looking at Li Wujie's death-like figure, the fighters of the Purple Fire Caravan all stopped making any movements. They looked uneasy, raising the weapons in their hands to defend themselves, for fear that Li Wujie would appear by their side in the next moment.

It wasn't all because they stopped attacking to guard against Li Wujie, but because they discovered a strange phenomenon. That is, whoever moves the happiest will die the fastest. And running away has become a joke, because the snow wolf can't run away from this killing god at all.

Looking at the fighters of the Purple Fire Caravan who were drenched in cold sweat in an atmosphere of fear, Li Wujie did not stop his rhythm of killing. His mercy and love can only be given to good people, villains with blood on their hands like this, and to be merciful to them is to be cruel to good innocents.

Li Wujie's cold-blooded ruthlessness with one step at a time, one sword and one fright, made everyone in the Purple Fire Caravan nervous. Some timid people even snapped their tense nerves.

So there began to be scenes of people crying or shouting to escape, but these people were all killed by Li Wujie. The reason is simple, when they slaughtered the Constantine caravan, someone must have begged them. But looking at the corpses on the ground, they must not have been merciful at that time.

"Rubbish! Idiot!! What are you all afraid of? He's just alone, and you all go up and surround him, and I don't believe that he can grow three heads and six arms? The bearded man lay on the ground and yelled angrily.

In this climate of fear, people flock to it once they have an outlet for catharsis.

The bearded man is right, both shrinking and flashing must be used where there are no obstacles. Once you are surrounded by people, you can't use it at all.

But that was someone else's weakness, and Li Wujie wished that the crowd could be denser.

Seeing four or five hundred people rushing towards him at the same time, the corners of Li Wujie's mouth raised a grim smile.

"All the people of the Konstantin caravan, retreat to the camp." Li Wujie let out a loud shout, his feet drew a circle on the ground, and the ripples of the flames spread out like ripples.

Hearing Li Wujie's advice, the bearded man suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat: "This kid is weird, go back, go back!" ”

A team of four or five hundred people is not big or small. But the fighters of the Purple Fire Caravan were not soldiers of the army after all, and they did not have such a rigorous formation, let alone advance and retreat in an orderly manner.

They had just been bewitched by the bearded man's words and rushed towards Li Wujie, and now the people who rushed to the front had already discovered that something was wrong. But it's not easy for them to go back!

The person behind him couldn't see the strange situation in front of him, but rushed forward frantically, bent on slashing Li Wujie's demon to death. So the people in the back hugged the people in front and continued to push forward.

Seeing that the people of Constantine's caravan had retreated to the camp, Li Wujie raised his left hand above his head and shouted, "Purgatory. Yan. ”

The ripples of flame rippled like a hundred meters in diameter. As Li Wujie's left hand was raised, flames erupted in ripples. The ground instantly turned into a purgatory, and the erupting flames gathered in the air on the index finger of Li Wujie's left hand, and a dazzling fireball slowly formed.

The enemies who rushed towards Li Wujie were instantly engulfed in flames, and they struggled and wailed inside.

Some of the people on the edge of the fire rushed out of purgatory covered in fire, rolling in the snow. Others gradually curled up in a ball and lost their vitality.

Slowly, a huge fireball with a diameter of 100 meters formed, and Li Wujie looked so small against this fireball as dazzling as a star. The temperature of the fireball was very high, and the snow and ice in a radius of one kilometer were melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Flame alienator of the Immortal Realm, this is impossible." The bearded beard that looked like life was scorched, but he didn't know it, looking at Li Wujie's demon-like figure, he roared in disbelief.

Li Wujie was engrossed in controlling Emperor Yan, and this was the first time he had used such a large range of flame alienation.

"Go!" Aiming at a snowy slope on the opposite side, Li Wujie smashed Emperor Yan over. Because on that snowy slope, there were more than a dozen people standing all the time.

Emperor Yan was like a meteor falling from the sky, landing on the snowy slope. Suddenly, the snow and ice that had not melted for a hundred years in the winter of Finnbull melted, revealing the dark earth and rocks below.

After the Yan Emperor burned on the snow slope for a few seconds, a violent explosion occurred, and from time to time, half-melted rocks flew out.

Everyone was shocked by Emperor Yan's power, and they looked at the snow slope in the distance and couldn't say to themselves for a long time.

At this time, a tiny black shadow appeared in the Yan Emperor, and it was constantly walking outward.

A moment later, Lekeo walked out of the Yan Emperor, he exuded a golden fighting aura, and there was a golden water mark on his forehead. Under his crotch rode a strange beast with long blue and white hair and a single horn on the tip of its nose.

Seeing Lekeo's calm and slow approach, Li Wujie pursed his lips disdainfully, gave him a middle finger, and scolded in a low voice: "Pretend to be a prisoner, and you will be killed in a while." ”

It's not that Li Wujie has a big prejudice against him, it's that Leke Ao's hair is obviously scorched by Emperor Yan, and he has to put on an unfathomable appearance. That disgusting expression made Li Wujie disgusted to the extreme.

"Death to those who cross the line!" Li Wujie stuck his iron sword on the ground, turned his head and walked towards the camp.

Li Wujie kept slandering in his heart: "You like to pretend to be a master and walk slowly, then you can go slowly." The master is not like a grandson, obediently waiting for you to come over. ”

Walking up to Konstantin's side, Li Wujie kicked him with his foot and asked, "How is it, you're not dead, are you?" ”

Konstantin smiled miserably and said, "The biggest mistake in my life is to drive you away." Otherwise, there would not be so many brothers who died in vain. ”

"As the leader of a caravan, such a sense of crisis is necessary. If it is a person with bad intentions, the internal disintegration can be much more ferocious than the external attack. Li Wujie smiled and lit two cigarettes, and despite the medical staff's resistance, he inserted one into Konstantin's mouth.

"Ahem, ahem." Konstantin spat out the cigarette in his mouth and coughed. After half a ring, he roared angrily: "Lao Tzu doesn't smoke." ”

Li Wujie smiled, without the slightest attitude of doing something wrong. In his arms, he took out a bottle of Xuantian Saint Venerable's elixir and the golden sore medicine that Liu Futu usually refined.

Thinking of Liu Futu, Li Wujie felt entangled. You say that you are a killer who kills like hemp, and you are usually bored and don't study killing techniques, what kind of drugs do you study to save people? Even if you just research, you haven't done anything to diagnose people?

It is said that killers should be cold-blooded and ruthless, and should not have any feelings. But Liu Futu is good, he can't help but have a girlfriend who loves each other, and he has five dead friends such as himself, and what's worse is that he is still the director of an orphanage. With so many feelings entangled, how did he, the killer, get going, this has always been an unsolved mystery between several people.

Liu Futu's gold sore medicine is really powerful, and as soon as it was applied to the injured, the bleeding was immediately stopped.

"Thank you so much, sir. This gold sore medicine is simply amazing! "Some of the wounded who couldn't stop the bleeding for a long time gave the medical staff a headache, and Liu Futu's gold sore medicine just solved their urgent needs.

Li Wujie looked at Lekeao, who had already crossed the iron sword and was still walking slowly, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you thank you, come back and talk about it, I'll go meet that guy." ”

"Do what you can, the other party is a first-order high-level god, and the aurora beast under his crotch alone is not easy to deal with." Konstantin tugged at the hem of his trousers and said with a little concern.

Li Wujie nodded, and said with a straight face: "Don't worry, I will definitely win, because I have a reason not to die." ”