Nodding slightly, this time the man didn't answer his question, but he had already heard it, the air around him seemed to shake slightly, he didn't stop it, he knew that the knife was shot at his head, but at this time he couldn't dodge...

This person is so strong, even if he says that he is not a qualified killer, but if he doesn't need feelings one day, then he believes that this person will definitely be the strongest killer in the Tower of Babel, and there is no one of them, because even if the strength of each other is not much different, but in terms of the understanding of killing, the two people are too different, and there is also that kind of blade that inexplicably comes out of something, which is a gorgeous scene that only magicians do, but in Shi Mingsong's hands, it comes casually.

He felt the coldness, then his eyes went dark, he lost consciousness, leaned forward, and then fell straight from the iron frame, and after a few seconds, there was a muffled sound, and his body slammed into the ground.

The old man who was entangled with Wu Yu naturally heard the voice, this was already the third person they had died, and at this moment the other party had no loss, he didn't have any change on the surface, but he couldn't help but be secretly anxious in his heart, their cemetery was not here to drag this group of people, or they should have been dragged by this group of people, but the current situation seemed to be a little different from what he thought.

The other side is not just as simple as dragging them, they want to kill people, although it is also true to buy time for Chen Xi's man who took her away, but their purpose is definitely not simply to drag them here, so what is their purpose?

The old man frowned, but he couldn't guess, he still remembered what he said speechlessly just now, after so many years, the Fan family owed him and he should get it back little by little, but what did the Fan family owe him? And how could the Fan family owe him something, isn't this just a joke?

There was another scream, it was only less than a minute, he wanted to see what was going on, it was clear that he had a great advantage in numbers, but why did his own people have already died in just a few minutes...

Of course, no one will give him an answer, and it is impossible for him to find an answer, because no one can find Shi Mingsong's shadow, no one knows where that person is, where he will appear in the next second, and even now, some people don't know that there is such a ghostly guy in the battlefield.

It's a little ridiculous to think about it, it's been almost five minutes of fighting, and they haven't even figured out how many people there are on the other side, and the person they haven't figured out is still the most dangerous person among everyone.

Because no one can restrain him, he can go wherever he wants, plus he is a killer, then it means that this battlefield is completely controlled by him, and he can bring the deadliest threat to everyone, just like a poisonous snake that opens its mouth and shows its fangs, ready to inject the poisonous liquid into the body of its prey at any time.

"What? Panicked? Wu Yu's sword kept getting heavier, and the old man had more and more difficulty coping with it, and Wu Yu also saw that the latter was a little absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something else, "Are you afraid that no one will bury you after you die?" ”

"Heh, I'm afraid that no one will bury you after you die." The old man looked at Wu Yu, his face sank, his strength can be said to be almost not much different from Wu Yu, close to the strength of 600,000 health points, even if he is not young now, but the muscle strength and reaction speed of the body have not decreased.

The single plane is like this, when he faces Wu Yu, he can't get any advantage, but the latter has been suppressing him, making him completely breathless, and even he has used his own ability, but in front of the latter's sword, those so-called air barriers seem to be completely useless, just like a piece of thin paper, except for being able to make a few nice sounds, they can't even slow down the latter's actions.

"Yo, then you're really too careful, after all, I won't be able to die for a while, but for an old man like you who even buries his hair in the soil, I'm afraid I won't have a few days to live." Wu Yu's mouth was talking about orchids, but his tone was cold.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be said in a relaxed voice? But the latter's tone, like spitting out ice, made him shiver, is this a threat? No, no, no, how can this kind of thing be considered a threat, but Wu Yu's tone of bad words is like threatening him, telling himself that you are going to die, put down your sword and stretch your neck over.

"Oh, maybe." He didn't know how to refute Wu Yu, but it was not his character to accept it obediently, so at this moment he could only squeeze out these two words dryly.

As soon as the sword was retracted, his wrist shook violently, and the position of the tip of the sword was extremely tricky, every time, which positions Wu Yu pointed to were all positions that he was completely defenseless, no one could use two hands to guard every corner of his body perfectly, he was the same, but Wu Yu could find her defenseless place every time, and then pose a threat to him.

He didn't have any way except for hard connection, the knife slammed horizontally, crotched Wu Yu's sword, frowned slightly, the air around Wu Yu's body solidified again, and then his body shook and shattered again.

"Say, how am I going to kill you?" Wu Yu tilted his head suddenly, and a sharp blade slashed past his ear, "Yo, let's see if I have three helpers, shouldn't I be happy?" But it's a pity that there is a person in there with a broken arm, and it looks like a waste. ”

With a sharp swing of the sword, Wu Yu jumped up from the ground and kicked the latter's knife with a sharp kick.

"Cough..."The huge impact force kicked the old man back a few steps directly, and finally he felt that something was not quite right, the battle situation behind Wu Yu was almost a one-sided situation, the people of the Fan family were basically being abused and killed by Shi Mingsong and others, and they didn't even have the ability to resist, the original dozens of people, there were only five or six people left at the moment, but even so, they didn't have any intention of helping Wu Yu.

"You're dragging your feet!" The old man naturally saw Fan Li and the others behind him, but at this moment he was in no mood to care about those things, because he faintly felt that something was not right, shouldn't he kill his opponent in the shortest possible time? But this young man is dragging his time unscrupulously, and he is like a toy in his hand, allowing him to tease at will.