The demon held a penetrating blade in his hand, and the living people standing in front of him were nothing more than food on a plate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Those people, their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly, they looked at Wu Yu and wanted to reach out to resist, but in the end, they found that they couldn't do anything at all, even if they had stretched out their hands, but they couldn't stop the latter at all.

And the only thing they can do is to fall down little by little in front of this young man. You don't even need to resist, because the only thing you can do in front of the blade in his hand is probably that. The black blade slashed through the skin, the flesh turned up, and the white bones were directly exposed to the air, perhaps this kind of death could be regarded as a kind of beauty for them.

After all, before he died, he didn't suffer much torture.

And those who still want to live, they have long since become corpses. Is he really a coward? Perhaps, but in the face of death, even if he is really a coward, there seems to be nothing to be ashamed of. And those brave people have become corpses on the ground at this moment, and perhaps the last temperature on their bodies has dissipated at this moment.

Those are the warriors, just like the fairy tales, the warriors in the end in exchange for only the bones everywhere, they may open up a new path for the later people, but standing in front of the later people, is a living demon, such a road who dares to continue to move forward.

Maybe there will be someone like that, maybe there will be someone like that, they can kill the demon in front of them, but that person is definitely not one of them.

Resignation? Maybe he had already accepted his fate, the seven deadly sins slashed the throats of one person after another, and there was no resistance, or there was no time to resist at all, Wu Yu's body was like a shadow shuttling through the darkness, slashing the same black sword in his hand through the throats of one person after another.

"Kill the gods! Kill the gods! Kill the gods! ”

Watching one person after another fall, the shouts from the audience became louder and louder, and those people became more and more excited, even until they all stood up, staring at Wu Yu in the venue, like an emperor who had descended into the world.

After an hour and a half of fighting, looking at the last three people, Wu Yu's ghost-like body was finally revealed, and countless blood spots were splashed on his white clothes at this moment, like bright red petals, flying down on it.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Wu Yu didn't do it for a long time, not that he suddenly had any mercy and wanted to let these three people go, maybe this kind of thing happened to whoever it was, it wouldn't happen to this young man, because this person is a real executioner, especially since he has already killed so many people, if he lets these three people go now, it will undoubtedly be unfair to so many people, so he will definitely not do such a thing.

But now, he didn't dare to kill those three people, even though the cheers and shouts from the audience were getting louder and louder, but he really didn't dare to do it, I don't know why, he suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart, as if something was happening at the moment.

This feeling did not appear out of thin air, but from today, the moment he walked into the gladiatorial arena, this feeling has appeared, at first Wu Yu did not take it as a thing, after all, one person faces fifty people, even if he has a certain degree of certainty, but as an ordinary person, it is impossible not to be nervous, but with the people in front of him, one after another fell in front of him, that feeling became more and more intense.

What exactly is it? This feeling, like a time bomb tied to your heart, beats slowly with your heartbeat, this feeling of pressing your life step by step, so that you have no way to stop easily.

That kind of tight sound, but it rings in your ears again and again, and it continues to knock hard and hard, even if you want to stop, you find that you can't do it at all.

So what is it exactly? Wu Yu frowned, it seemed that as long as the three people in front of him, the moment he fell, the feeling in his heart would completely burst out, as if as long as he killed the three people in front of him, something would be turned on by him, and it seemed that once that thing was opened, there would be no way to stop, even if you tried your best, it would never be possible.

At this moment, Wu Yu was about to be driven crazy by this feeling, the kind of urging ticking sound had become one, ringing wildly in his ears, he wanted to stop, and even wanted to quiet himself and let go of nothing, but the more this happened, the more contrived that sound became.

Kill him! Kill them!

Wu Yu's eyes were already dripping blood-red, just like the blood-colored moon in the sky, even just looking at it made people's scalps tingle. Stop it? Can you really stop?

The sword in his hand has been raised, and the last three people looked at Wu Yu, their eyes were already full of despair, they didn't even have the courage to fight back, maybe standing honestly at this time and letting them die quietly is the best choice.

Even if there was a lot of boos in the gladiatorial arena, they knew that the only thing that would happen if they resisted at the hands of a devil was to drive the devil crazy, and then let themselves be tortured terribly.

So at this moment, they have completely abandoned the struggle, isn't it death, from the day they set foot here, they are ready to die, not to mention that they are also a devil in the first place? Of course, compared to the demon in front of him, he is really just an inconspicuous little ghost, but when he dies and returns to hell, shouldn't that be the real hometown of the devil?

"Step... Trample... Even though the sound in his ears was extremely noisy, but the sound of his footsteps sounded real roar to himself, Wu Yu slowly walked towards the front step by step.

The seven deadly sins were already filled with murderous intent, and the lives of the three people in front of them were already in the bag.

No, he didn't know what he had done, at this moment, he just felt that his head was dizzy, and the seven deadly sins in his hand had already fallen, splashing a bright red.