Xuanyuan Tuowen was very nervous, and he did not regret returning here again, even if one by one the golden armor guards who were stronger than him were killed like little chickens in front of his eyes.

It's a very simple death, the black claws are together, and a slash is made towards the neck of each gold-armored guard, the head falls off, the person dies, and the blood flows all over the ground, it is very simple.

Xuanyuan Tuowen's horror from the beginning, seeing the scenes of execution like a replay, his heart was cold, and he understood that his choice to come back was wrong.

This disaster was bumped into by himself, Fu Lu Zhai had an accident, and he should have compensated the guests who came to participate in Fu Lu Dian, and he had no responsibility or obligation to bring people over to help the fat guy.

It's because of the selfishness of the escape, thinking that there are so many golden armor guards, it is impossible for a small robber to make waves, and he can take the initiative to participate and sell a good thing to Fu Lu Zhai, and owe himself a favor, wouldn't it be wonderful.

Or is it that the fat guy let himself escape, but he stayed behind and moved him.

Xuanyuan Tuowen had stopped thinking, and as the Golden Armor Guards fell one by one, these were no longer worth investigating for him.

The only one who was standing was Sean.

Sitting was Xuanyuan Tuowen, a very young man, holding an unconscious fat guy in his arms, looking at Sean with a desperate expression.

Instead of killing the last sober man, Sean held the magic knife across his chest and asked, "Can you tell me why you bought this knife, and where do you know where they got it?" ”

The voice was flat, so flat that it didn't look like the words of a murderer, but more like the cool tone of a teenager who had just taken a shower and had a somewhat damp hairstyle.

"Who the hell are you? Are you really a youkai? ”

Xuanyuan Tuowen swallowed his saliva, his pupils dilated, he had never seen a human in such a form, maybe the golden armor guard shouted before charging that the monster was like this.

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it, the youkai that his mother had used to scare him not to sleep was standing in front of him at this time. Judging from the way he kills people without blinking, if it's not a monster, why is there no wave when he does it.

Even though his abdomen was bleeding all the time, although it was red blood, it was not green, purple, not petroleum-colored, it was pure red.

But he still can't dispel Xuanyuan Tuowen's idea that Sean is a monster.

"Whatever, answer my question, and I'll let you go."

Somewhat tired of saying that Sean didn't want to kill, after all, he was not a murderer, and he didn't have a habit of killing for fun.

He wanted to know the answer, even though killing was the easiest and most straightforward way, and when he made the other person feel fearful and let the instinct to survive take over his whole body and mind, the answer would blurt out.

That's what Sean did, using the way of chasing and killing to make the fat guy feel terrified, and using constant oppression to eat away at the fat guy's heart step by step, so that his heart collapsed, and naturally got the answer Sean wanted.

But I ran into a guy who would rather die than live in a misunderstanding.

With so many Golden Armor Guards dead, Sean doesn't want to stay here any longer, if he waits, there will be more and stronger enemies coming, but he is a guy who doesn't last long.

Wheel battles will only drain his strength, not bring him closer to the goal.

There was an explosion behind him, and Sean didn't look back, just stared at Xuanyuan Tuowen, waiting for the answer he wanted.

"Yan ......"

Xuanyuan Tuowen covered his mouth, forgetting that there was still a killing god standing in front of him, and he was kneeling on the ground, his entire pants were stained red with blood.

The urine mixed with the smell of blood, the bad smell was for sure, forgetting the fear and the environment in which he was located.

When he saw Yan Huainan, his heart was only tired and longing for life.

"It's annoying." When Sean heard the word "Yan", he knew that the person he was waiting for had indeed participated in this year's Fuludian, but he didn't come at the right time.

It's like a plan has to be completed one by one, and the road has to be taken step by step.

Sean hates that if one thing is not done well, another thing will follow, and this situation shows that he has to choose.

Whether to choose to take the risk of forcing the answer from Xuanyuan Tuowen's mouth, or turn around and face the fierce attack of Yan Huainan, the number one master of the Blue Dragon Kingdom.

The former may let him know what happened to Ah Qi and Plum Blossom Thirteen, why the knife in the hands of the good city lord of Meng City and his sweetheart appeared in Yan City, which is thousands of miles away from Meng City.

The latter is the first step in his plan, to trample Yan Huainan under his feet, and then control the power of this Qinglong Kingdom in his hands, and further seize control of this world.

He doesn't have that much time to explain to people why he did it, and even if he tells others that he wants to use the power of the whole world to break the shackles and return to the place where he grew up, he will only be seen as a madman who has been hit by too many setbacks.

As a man of action, he made a plan and did it.

There will be no fewer casualties, and Sean has long been mentally prepared.

It is the easiest and most direct way to find Yan Huainan directly, according to the customs of the Qinglong Kingdom, he defeated the lord of the country, and he can break through from the layers of encirclement, and that person is the new lord.

Yan Huainan once again made a choice for Sean.

The punch pressure was windy, and the attack was fierce, so that he had to dodge, and it also gave Xuanyuan Tuowen a chance to breathe.

"Lord Yan!"

"Take that guy and go first."

Yan Huainan did not have any scruples because of the existence of Xuanyuan Tuowen and the fat guy, and after forcing Sean away from the spot, he chased Sean and punched Sean one after another.

"Yes, my lord! Be careful, my lord! ”

Superfluous exhortations are not appropriate to be uttered here.

I don't know if the lower half of my body was wet with blood, or because of the dirty liquid, Xuanyuan Tuowen was embarrassed to carry the fat guy on his back.

With trembling feet, he walked step by step towards the path of hope.

With no one else interfering, Sean felt the punches on him become more and more violent. He dodged, but he couldn't dodge Yan Huainan's fist.

He didn't let go of the water, and he didn't let his guard down, but his fists were like eyes, and every punch fell into place.

The abdomen, which had no time to stop the bleeding, became the main target of Yan Huainan's attack.

If it weren't for the fact that his whole body was covered in smoke and dust turned into souls, Sean felt that his life would have been confessed here a long time ago, and he would have been confessed under Yan Huainan's fist.

Vomiting blood and vomiting got used to it, and the pain spread throughout the body, making Sean feel that his body was no longer his own.

The injury to the abdomen was severe, serious. It was so serious that Sean wanted to throw away his waist, just like the tonsils that were swollen because of inflammation, and keeping them would only make him more painful.

Yan Huainan is a person who doesn't talk much, from his appearance to beating Sean, except for letting Xuanyuan Tuowen escape, there are no superfluous words.

In his eyes, Sean is like a dead man, but to let Sean die, he has to beat him with his fists, and in this way, let a monster-like guy die completely.

He did it, and treating Sean as a monster was the first step to Yan Huainan's success.

If an ordinary opponent is hit by his fist, he will not die and be crippled, instead of punching on the durable "punching bag" like now, and if he does not really kill Sean, his fist will never stop.

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The black mist that enveloped his body dissipated, leaving behind Sean in an inhumanoid form.

The wound in the abdomen has been cracked open and can be stuffed with a big fist or a sandbag.

Covered in blood, Sean inhaled heavily, but he didn't know that his current situation was like playing with a fat guy, and the blood would eventually run out.

"It's a human?"

"Youkai?"

"Let's kill it."

Sean, who didn't have a piece of good meat on his body, naturally didn't let Yan Huainan recognize this guy who made a bold statement and set up a seventeenth-day ring at the gate of his palace.

If you die in a fight, you won't care about it according to the laws of the Qinglong Kingdom, as if there is only one law in the Qinglong Kingdom, and you can't kill indiscriminately.

Everyone says that robbery is wrong, but robbery with ability, so what's the matter?

Yan Huainan didn't want to care about Fulu Zhai's affairs, if it weren't for the young owner of Fu Lu Zhai who took out the treasure that he couldn't refuse, he would have gone back a long time ago.

Fu Lu Dian things are getting worse and worse year by year, Yan Huainan, who was going to participate in this Fu Lu Dian and not come in the future, had to be a thug of Fu Lu Zhai because of the treasure.

Who doesn't know Yan Huainan, how big Yan Huainan's affection is, from the fact that Sean was once used as an assassination target, and as a result, eighty percent of the world's assassins were mobilized to gather in Mengcheng.

This is the great human affection.

The young owner of Fu Lu Zhai said that if he wanted to kill this guy who made trouble with Fu Lu Dian, Yan Huainan would not leave the other party's life.

No need to ask, no need to talk nonsense, Yan Huainan didn't even have the slightest interest in why Sean turned into a monster.

With his five fingers together in the shape of a hand knife, Yan Huainan stabbed down on Sean's neck.

pierced the exhibition stand and kicked up smoke and dust.

Yan Huainan looked up dissatisfied, and the target he wanted to kill was lying in the arms of a strange-looking person.

It is said to be weird, because his facial features, hair color, and figure are very different from the people of the Qinglong Kingdom, even if it is the sworn enemy of the Qinglong Kingdom, the Stan Kingdom, he can't find such a person.

"Who are you?" Yan Huainan bullied forward, he didn't care what the other party came from, someone became the way of the lord of the Qinglong Kingdom, and he killed him.

pounced, Yan Huainan felt that things were very strange.

Obviously, the other party's footsteps didn't move, why did he appear behind him in the next second?

The other party just held his goal, did not say a word, and did not have too many expressions.

Two guys with no expressions and no mood swings just looked at each other like this.

This situation did not last long, as Yan Huainan punched the position where the man was standing, and half of the venue where the Fuludian was opened was destroyed, and the fist pressure was destroyed like dominoes all the way, until the bustling street came into view.

"A little illusion, ridiculous."