They wasted so much spittle, promised such covetous benefits, knew that they were moved by reason, and thought that the other party was already moved, but they were slapped in the face by strength, Xinghui would rather die with Xiang Yu than submit to it.

Moreover, just now they also said that Xiang Yu was double-faced and morally kidnapped, and on the surface, they would be sincerely happy to let Xinghui leave, but in fact, if Xinghui really left, he would immediately turn his face and deny people.

However, Xiang Yu didn't do it, they had already done it, and when they heard that Xinghui was unwilling to quit, their faces immediately changed, becoming gloomy and terrifying.

is unkind, and they interpret it vividly.

"Boy, toast and don't eat and drink, since you want to die, we will definitely fulfill you!" Qi Tian was furious, his tone was full of murderous intent, anyone who dared to play him like this, except for Xiang Yu, was this Xinghui, so he must die!

Xinghui sneered: "The masters who were recruited by you, in order to keep them secret, you also killed all of them, like you who are ruthless and unrighteous and will take revenge, if you say one more word, Lao Tzu will feel that it is a waste of spitting Xingzi!" ”

After a pause, Xinghui's expression was even more disdainful, "Do you know why Lao Tzu and you are so old?" It's just that you want to take the opportunity to recover your strength, and a group of **** really think that Lao Tzu will believe your nonsense? I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen you stupid people like this! ”

Stupid, waste, this kind of adjective has always been used by them to describe others, but now it is used by Xinghui on their bodies, which immediately makes them angry, Yan Chunqiu said with pity: "How about recovering your strength?" When you recover, will our masters be idle? Those who call others waste stupid are often the stupidest stupid fools! ”

"What are you doing with him talking so much nonsense, just kill a hundred!" Zhao Yucheng said coldly in displeasure.

Without waiting for the other party to give an order, Xiang Yu and Xinghui glanced at each other, their bodies flashed like ghosts, the so-called strength is strong and strength is weak, but they separated and broke through with their backs.

"Kill!" Eighteen masters saw the enemy coming, and the killing moves that they had prepared for a long time suddenly burst out.

With one enemy and nine, each of the nine enemies is an elite-level master, and the strength of the single fight is not weaker than either Xiang Yu and Xinghui, just one round of attacks forced the two of them back to their original places.

The two of them were back to back, looked at each other, and then rushed out again with a tacit understanding, the machete in their hands was like a flash of the wind, and the dark energy was densely spread on the blade, and every blow was powerful and heavy, especially Xiang Yu, his overlord was overbearing and domineering, and he had an invincible spirit on his body, which made people dare not shake him.

Moreover, in the eyes of the eighteen masters, these two people have reached the point of running out of oil, and now they are just fighting back before they die.

The enemy will surely die, so why should they take their own lives?

With this thought in mind, when he made a move, he unconsciously retained three points of strength, even if he encountered an emergency, he could also have the spare strength to deal with it.

As long as the encirclement is guarded, the two are not allowed to break through, and then counterattack when they are completely powerless, and the battle will be over.

Under the induction of the qi machine, Xiang Yu clearly sensed that the momentum on their bodies had converged a lot, and the shot was no longer as sharp as before, so he naturally knew what they thought, not surprised, the overlord was crazy to operate, and one after another dark energy gushed out from the body, pouring into the machete, this inferior machete seemed to be overwhelmed, making a "Zheng Zheng" sound.

Xiang Yu's hand holding the knife felt that the machete seemed to be getting lighter, making him more free, each knife was as sharp as lightning, killing the people who blocked his way and retreating, and he pressed forward step by step.

People go with the sword, and they are not afraid of being besieged at all.

The enemy was horrified in his heart, Xiang Yu's burst of strength brought them a strong sense of crisis, if there was still some reservation, under the shroud of his momentum, it would be impossible to do their best!

"Kill!" After the enemy sensed the crisis, he immediately gritted his teeth and made a decision, he must not let Xiang Yu's offensive be in full swing, so he no longer dared to have reservations.

However, I saw a strange sneer outlined at the corner of Xiang Yu's mouth, "It's late!" ”

It's late, it's late!

At this moment, although his offensive has not yet formed an aura, but his momentum has already shrouded all these people, the overlord is strong when he meets the strong, and his momentum has a domineering power that cannot dominate the world, and they cannot fully exert their strength when suppressed.

At the same time, Xiang Yu sensed a coldness in his chest, which made him overbearing and fierce, and the essence of the tiger's eyes flashed, and the person who came into contact with his eyes couldn't help but stir, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but an ancient fierce beast that chose to devour people!

"Die!" Xiang Yu roared wildly, and the machete shot out suddenly, like a long rainbow through the sun, the speed was as fast as the limit, and as soon as the person reacted, he felt his chest tighten, and when he looked down, a terrifying blood hole appeared, and the machete directly pierced his body, and the speed did not slow down and shot straight towards Qi Tian behind him.

Qi Tian was shocked, and he hurriedly retreated backwards, until he retreated seven or eight meters, and the machete fell to the ground with a "dang bang", but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Killing one person, Xiang Yu didn't have the slightest joy, and immediately rushed to the other person.

The power of a knife stunned everyone, seeing Xiang Yu's face like ice, killing him violently, that person's heart tightened, but even if he gritted his teeth fiercely, he chose to shake hard!

At present, Xiang Yu's momentum is surging like an abyss, if he is allowed to go crazy like this, he and others will be broken by him, only by shaking it with all his strength, breaking Xiang Yu's momentum, and buying time for his companions, can he be sure of winning.

"Do you think you still have a chance?" Seeing this, the corners of Xiang Yu's mouth were even colder, his five fingers were together, his hands were clasped and his arms were stretched out, and the whole person turned into a peerless murderer, stabbing at the person's throat.

"Don't retreat!" Seeing that the person was frightened by Xiang Yu's momentum, his feet were weak, his whole body trembled, and Qi Tian, who was extremely embarrassed when he dodged the machete, roared angrily.

That person's mind was originally all on Xiang Yu's blow, but suddenly Qi Tian roared like this, which shocked his eardrums, his consciousness was affected, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

But in this moment, Xiang Yu had already killed, ten fingers were inserted into his mouth, and then he suddenly pulled to both sides, tearing his entire face apart, and the dead could not die anymore, and the miserable could not be miserable.

Killing two people in a row, Xiang Yu felt a feeling of prostration from the depths of his body, such a high-intensity battle, his dark energy had reached the point of being powerless.

However, his heart was colder, his eyes were more fierce, his will was firmer, and his murderous aura was more violent!

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