The words of the bloody knife fell, and the soles of his feet were on a little ground on a stone by the river.

Swish!

The body of the bloody knife turned into a parabola, and directly swept over the Youzhou River, such a wide river, he could cross it, this guy's strength is really terrifying!

Rumble!

When his feet landed, two deep pits of footprints appeared, and he quickly chased after Yang Pojun with a bloody knife, and his speed was much faster than Yang Pojun.

Now Yang Pojun is desperately trying to escape.

Yang Pojun fled, and the blood on his body kept dripping.

Yang Pojun's face was covered with dirt and blood, Yang Pojun gritted his teeth and said: "What, I didn't expect a seventh-level killer to be so powerful, this is already an existence that exceeds the realm of a king-level master, but a king-level master!" ”

Yang Pojun had just run through a piece of farmland, and he found a breath behind him, locking him.

Yang Pojun turned his head and saw that a bloody knife was chasing him, and the speed was too fast.

Yang Pojun ran like this, no more than three minutes, and he would definitely be caught up by the other party.

Yang Pojun's eyes are solemn, and he is a dead person both horizontally and vertically, so let's fight with this guy, maybe there is a glimmer of life!

Oh yes! It's really a shame that he, Yang Pojun, actually landed in this step!

However, this is a blood-weeping seventh-level killer, he is much older than himself, and his strength is stronger than him, which is also reasonable.

Even if the talent is strong, it takes time to accumulate.

Yang Pojun clenched the big knife in his hand, the Yin and Yang Sword Technique is useless to the other party, so use a thousand gold to slash!

Yang Pojun paused, then stepped on a stone, his body bowed, the soles of his feet were forced, and his body flew out.

Yang Pojun held the big knife in both hands, used the Qianjin Slash, and slashed at the blood.

Seeing that Yang Pojun did not retreat but advanced, he smiled and said: "You still have a kind, but boy, in the face of a seventh-level killer, you are really weak as a king-level master!" ”

"Now I'll let you see the power of the seventh layer of the Yin Yang Sword Technique!"

Blood slashed the long sword in his hand, everything seemed slow, but it was as fast as thunder.

A move like lightning, accompanied by a bloody knife, slashed towards Yang Pojun at the same time.

When the seventh layer of the Yin Yang Sword Technique appeared, Yang Pojun felt that this piece of air had frozen, and his mind was empty, and he was completely unconscious.

Rumble!

"Ahh

"Poof!"

Yang Pojun's body flew out and smashed to the ground.

A mouthful of blood was directly spat out by him, and Yang Pojun was on the ground, rolling out a long way, and his whole body was stained with yellow mud.

Yang Pojun was lying on the ground, his body trembling, especially on his chest, a hideous wound appeared, and the blood seemed to be a fountain, flowing out uncontrollably.

Yang Pojun felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The emperor-level master is too strong, so powerful that Yang Pojun has no power to resist.

Blood knife walked towards Yang Pojun lightly, as if he had stepped on cotton, and while walking with a blood knife, he poured a sip of liquor into his mouth.

"Boy, I said it, you are not my opponent, now you tell me, the secret of your body, maybe I will let you die a happy death, otherwise, you will be worse than dead today."

"You know, as a killer organization, we Weep Blood sometimes do whatever it takes to achieve our goals."

"So in terms of this method of torturing people, we will inevitably learn a little more."

The blood knife was already standing by Yang Pojun's side.

The murderous aura that belonged to the emperor-level powerhouse pressed Yang Pojun heavily.

It made Yang Pojun feel a little difficult to breathe.

Yang Pojun raised his head, his face was hideous, his eyes were blood-red, Yang Pojun gritted his teeth and said: "Even if you crush Lao Tzu's bones and scatter ashes, you don't want to take out half of a useful word from my mouth!" ”

The blood knife trembled his eyes, and he smashed a fist on Yang Pojun's arm.

Click!

"Ahh

Yang Pojun's arm was smashed off on the spot.

Blood knife said in a deep voice: "Since you have a hard mouth, then I will let you understand that in the face of me, no matter how tough a tough guy is, he has to become a stinky girl!" ”

Blood grabbed Yang Pojun's arm with a knife and broke his fingers one by one!

And the ten fingers connected to the heart, the piercing pain in the heart made Yang Pojun look up to the sky and scream.

"Ah, you, grandma! You have a special kind of give Lao Tzu a good time, you want to get something useful out of my hands, you dream! Yes! Your uncle! You killed me! Yes! ”

At this moment, the blood knife was like a numb robot, constantly using brutal methods against Yang Pojun.

That kind of pain made Yang Pojun's eyes flow blood and tears.

Gradually, Yang Pojun's pain had become numb.

Yang Pojun looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha! With a bloody knife, do you killers who cry blood only have such a little torture method? You've disappointed me! You're a little deflated three! You're so weak, if you have a kind, give grandpa me a hard time! ”

Now Yang Pojun's body is lying on the ground, and his limbs have been tortured by a bloody knife.

Looking at Yang Pojun, who was covered in blood all over his body, he couldn't help but gasp.

He didn't expect that Yang Pojun's bones would be so hard.

He has been in the killer world for decades, and countless people have become the souls of his swords, and people like Yang Pojun, he has seen them for the first time today!

It's so hard!

More than all the tough guys!

The blood grabbed Yang Pojun's neck with a knife, and directly lifted Yang Pojun up and said: "Boy, now you are a little mouse in my hand, I only need one thought if I want to kill you!" ”

"Tell me, I can let you live!"

"Hey, hey!" Yang Pojun smiled, and the teeth of his mouth were very blood-red.

Yang Pojun's expression became hideous: "You want me to tell you the secret? Then you will kill Lao Tzu! ”

"Poof!"

Yang Pojun took a mouthful of blood with thick phlegm, and spit directly on the bloody face.

The thick phlegm and blood slid down from his eyes.

I saw a bloody body, and gradually trembled, trembling more and more violently!

The bloody knife looked like a cold glow, staring at Yang Pojun, and said with a fierce voice: "You are the first person who dares to spit in my face!" You've really me off today! ”

"Angry? Then you can kill me! Do you dare? Bad Seeds!! ”

"Hehe, want a pleasure? I can't fulfill you! ”

Bang!

Blood smashed into Yang Pojun's stomach with a knife and a fist, and Yang Pojun bowed his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.

And the blood knife took out a dagger from his body, and the dagger was on Yang Pojun's chest, swimming and saying: "Stinky boy, you say, I am on your body, I will cramp and peel you off, will you die of pain?" ”

"But don't worry, I won't let you die, I'll keep you clear-headed, and then, in despair, kneel down and beg me for mercy! Hahaha!! ”

(End of chapter)