The clothes were torn into rags by the strong wind, Wu Wenxu tore off the tattered clothes on his arm, and bandaged the scars on his arms neatly. [ Lots of good]

The person who made a sneak attack and was bound to kill Wu Wenxu was naturally the two prophets who were sitting on horseback and were stiff.

Their pale faces were like a hundred years of frozen ice, and their gloomy faces spread out stiff contours, about to slip out of the ice, they really didn't expect that in such a desperate situation, men would be safe and sound!

These two faces and figures seemed to be prophets engraved in a mold, and they glanced at the arm at Wu Wenxu's feet, and became more and more annoyed in their hearts.

Although the bones in the soldier's two arms were fragile under the magic sword, the witty Wu Wenxu used the bones to block the magic sword slash for a moment, and rolled away far away with the help of the reverse thrust, and angrily tore apart the soldier's broken arm of the magic sword slash, which could only cause no light or serious scars on the man's arm with residual momentum, and then watched him escape.

Wu Wenxu's favorite scene to see is that the person who wants to murder himself can't do it, and he 'shows' that kind of constipation-like face, and the arrogant red elephant is dead, what can the two prophets who can listen to the call of the gods do with themselves?

Whoever stands in my way, even the god will cut him down!

"You two pieces of shit, besides stabbing you in the back, can you have a fart?"

Wu Wenxu spit out a mouthful of phlegm with hatred that iron is not made of steel, and said: "Two great magicians, under the sneak attack of all kinds, even me, a waste person with no magic power, did not kill, why did King Min fall blind to you?" ”

The Sixteen Brothers' Wind Blade completely fueled Wu Wenxu's arrogance, but there is no way, our lord is a cheeky face, come on, you can't kill me, you two prophets just die with a straight face!

Wu Wenxu rubbed his hands and smiled: "My lord, I decided to educate you well for King Min, but as you know, prices have risen so much recently that I don't have any spare money in my hands, in fact, in the final analysis, the tuition fee I have to charge is not expensive." ”

After that, the lord narrowed his eyes coldly: "Just need, you two dog heads." ”

"Poof......

The two venerable prophets slowly vomited a mouthful of blood.

The prophets were so depressed that they vomited blood!

Assisting King Min for several years, how could they have suffered such an insult? Such a shameless and shameless guy is simply unprecedented, and there is no one after him!

Didn't you just dodge two attacks, didn't you have a broken sword to support your waist! The prophet, who was so angry that he was dizzy, really wanted to open his mouth and send out the endless sea and squirt to death this man who was so loud and unbridled.

It's hateful that in order to become prophets in the City of Faith, they have been instilled with good literacy since they were young, and they are extremely bad at it, and they even blushed and organized their language for a long time, and they didn't even choke a fart.

The prophets sat miserably on their horses, and only swayed their dark eyes with crystal tears, and then wiped their noses away, and fell into the snow with a grunt, never to get up again.

Looking at the red faces of the prophets who saw the cold pool, and the blood that slowly flowed from the corners of their mouths, Wu Wenxu was taken aback and hurriedly clenched the blade of the wind.

'Could it be that I, Wu Wenxu, have actually practiced the legendary stunt of scolding the dead and not paying for their lives?! ’

It's really no wonder that the two prophets who rarely come into contact with the vulgar market, but our lord has been grinding his lips professionally for thirty years, and he is by no means an idle person can compete, Wu Wenxu originally just wanted to humiliate them a few words, it is very good to disturb their minds, if they can't break it, they will take advantage of it, and they will not suffer anyway.

The holy white garments with round collars were stained with blood, and the cold wind blew the Prophet's cheeks, and they blushed and did not utter a word the whole time.

People who are not afraid of death are the most terrible.

The problem is that this man who claims to be the lord of Diablo, not only does he have the determination to die with 100,000 points, but he is not afraid of boiling water when he dies, and a few insulting words will muddy his state of mind, and if he continues to talk nonsense, he may really be angry to death. （ ）

Then the prophet gently opened his lips, and in his lips, which were tightly pursed by a hard steel plate, he uttered a word for the first time.

"Kill ......"

The Iceborn Prophet, who is accustomed to communicating with his heart, actually spoke for the first time!

The two prophets' lips stiffened coldly, and the hissing cold wind was inhaled into their abdomen, they did not feel the cold, and their cheeks, which were like pig's livers, showed no tendency to cool down, but when the lord heard this blunt and absolute killing word, he quietly clenched the blade of the wind, and finally waited solemnly.

The twisted Iceborn has existed for thousands of years, and finally 'groped' some unreasonable powers, such as the red elephant cursing his body, and then turning into a dark flame full of resentment, and vowing not to give up until he kills his enemies.

Wu Wenxu was very jealous of the abilities of these two prophets.

They seemed to have expected that the Red Elephant General would die, or rather, they deliberately watched the Red Elephant fall into the fire pit just to test their own depth.

Regardless of their original intentions, Wu Wenxu must see one fact clearly.

They are strong, much stronger than the red elephant!

I hope that the insult just now will stab their minds, otherwise my lord, I will really not be able to eat it today and leave with a pout." ’

Life is like a strong - 'rape', since you can't resist, you can only endure it silently.

However, Wu Wenxu didn't like to endure it, even if the magic power in his body was completely sealed, even if he was out of breath and his physical strength was about to be exhausted, Wu Wenxu still wouldn't admit defeat.

Because, the price of admitting defeat is death!

"Whew!"

Wu Wenxu's eyebrows didn't have time to move, and the prophet who said a killing word disappeared on horseback!

If the world of snow maple trees was wide open, Wu Wenxu was confident that he could easily detect their movements, but now he couldn't sense even a trace of magic, and if he wanted to see their offensive clearly, he could only try to widen his eyes and rely on his sense of sight and hearing to distinguish vaguely.

"Shhhh

Wu Wenxu's 'chest' front coat was torn for no reason, a sudden cold wind, Wu Wenxu's eyes hurt, and he didn't have to think about it, Wu Wenxu swung the blade of the wind with all his might, only to hear a crisp bang, and the broken sword seemed to have touched a magic force like a substance, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and his arms were torn.

What shocked Wu Wenxu was that he resisted the blow, but when he wanted to 'draw' back the broken sword, the blade of the wind seemed to be stuck with the transparent air, and no matter how hard he tried, it stuck in the air and did not move a bit.

Victory or defeat often depends on a moment of hesitation.

"Whew!"

A low scream of flesh tearing apart, heavy and crisp.

The blade of the wind suddenly let go of the lord's hand, Wu Wenxu's ten fingers spasmed, as if he had suffered indescribable pain, his pupils quickly dimmed and staggered a few steps, covering his 'chest' cavity, full of incredulity.

'At what time?' ’

At some point, there was an extra blood hole the size of a bowl in his 'chest', which was the location of the heart, and a whole heart was detached from Wu Wenxu's body.

Wu Wenxu only felt that his eyes were as heavy as a mountain, and he vaguely saw that his heart was being held in his hand by a monster like a chimpanzee, which was a strange claw covered with fluffy 'hair' like a black bear, and its nails were sharp and black and hideous.

The blood-drenched heart beats vigorously on the claws of this dirty and ugly beast!

The lord finally fell, falling on a pool of blood and a broken sword.

Wu Wenxu's face was buried in the snow, the pure white and thick snow soon turned red, his blood was very viscous, but lying on the crystal snowdrift, it was extremely clear, so clear that he could even see the dead branches and leaves slightly 'exposed' in the snow, they flowed over the snow, smooth like a mirror.

'Am I going to die?' ’

Wu Wenxu smiled distressedly, but unfortunately this smile just came to his lips, and his cold body made him completely unconscious.

Life is a fragile thing.

Wu Wenxu fell in a pool of blood and died peacefully.

The huge hole in front of the 'chest' is just like a cathartic mouth, even if he dies thoroughly, he still can't contain the blood that is tirelessly sprayed out of every vein, Wu Wenxu lay quietly on the mirror of the blood-colored structure, and after all, he was half smiling.

Wu Wenxu, dead.

Lord Diablo, dead.

This lord who has risen almost miraculously, is he really, really going to die outside the city of faith that he hates, and then in the wilderness?

"Whew!"

The black-haired beast's clawed master weighed the heart in his hand and roared with great contempt.

This 'gloomy' and extremely cruel scream, even ordinary humans who can't understand the language of beasts can hear deep pride and joy in it.

Lord Diablo?

Even the prophet of the Heavenly King can't beat it, and he still wants to step on the ice field, hahaha, it's ridiculous!

The prophet's round-necked holy white robe, bursting with no skin.

The body under the white robe categorically couldn't see any divine aura, because the two strange prophets completely tore open the human skin!

These two terrifying black shadows standing one foot tall surrounded Wu Wenxu's body one after the other, and the huge 'yin' shadow gradually enveloped the body of the lord, as if the night had fallen, exuding boundless despair.

The black 'hairy' monster holding Wu Wenxu's heart cleared its throat proudly, it stared at the man's corpse with pleasure, and then put its steaming heart to its mouth, this look, it was clear that it wanted to enjoy this delicious lunch!

"Huh?"

However, when this incomparably delicious heart really came to its mouth, it stiffened its arm, and its blood-colored hideous pupils faintly 'revealed' a look of surprise, and the other monster sensed its hesitation and came over with a sigh.

Under the bloody heart dyed red with black 'hair', half of a snow-white unknown object was 'exposed'.

It opened its surging heart, its scarlet eyes pierced through the blood vessels, and at this moment, the two monsters finally saw clearly, they clearly saw that there was a ring embedded in this heart!

Lord Diablo's heart is actually set with a ring?