Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Execution Ground (I)
He continued to run, swimming. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis battle has long since ended in sight, because for him, it is already a battle that must be lost. But he's still holding on, it's a kind of dignity, for himself, and for his opponents.
Wu Yu's eyes were suddenly like falcons on the grassland, with a hint of coldness, and between the movement of the two, he was looking for every possible flaw in the other party's body.
The palm of the hand is really like the claws of a falcon, slender and sharp. In the staggered period, Wu Yu's movements became more careful, and it became impossible for the man to touch Wu Yu again.
"I said, I'm going to give it my all. Since I said it, then I must do it. Suddenly, Wu Yu, who was originally wandering around the periphery, suddenly twisted his body, as if he was about to dissolve into space.
In the next moment, the palm of his hand formed a fist and suddenly fell from the sky. The first punch, the second punch, the third punch... Without any pause, there was a burst of breaking sounds, and the strong fist intent seemed to swallow the entire sky. Formed a fist curtain that could block everything, and hit the originally flexible body directly to the ground.
The short distance seems to have disappeared in his figure, time and space, as if nothing can stop this person, what he wants to do may be just to move forward, but you block him, then staring at him may only kill.
"I lost." The man lay on the ground, closed his eyes gently, without any superfluous movements, perhaps the only expression, that is, the emotion before closing his eyes. From the day he stepped here, he had already thought of his end, all the devils, only one can really live, and although he is very strong, he doesn't have the courage to climb up.
"Yes, you lost." Wu Yu stretched out his hand, pulled out the ruling that had been inserted in the ground before, and glanced at the devils behind him, who had passed through him and rushed towards Yuan Rong and the others, and let out a sharp scream in his mouth, "This day, no matter who you are, no matter how strong you are, you can't be invincible." ”
With the sword in his palm slashed, Wu Yu turned his head, some people are still worthy of your respect even if they are enemies, because at least they know that they are a person, "It's nice to meet a friend like you..."
The tip of the sword touched his throat lightly, Wu Yu said softly, turning around and looking like the male protagonist in a Xianxia drama, the eyes under the hat slowly closed, the man behind him, the sound of breathing has slowly disappeared, not all death needs to be vigorous, maybe some people will never die for the rest of their lives, because no one killed him.
But then it is very likely that he choked to death while he was eating. This is reality, the real reality, only more than the novels you have read.
He walked forward step by step, facing the man he didn't want to use a sword, so he put the seven deadly sins aside. But at this moment, when he picked up this sword again, the anger flowed into Wu Yu's body like a spring, which was a kind of excitement, just like taking drugs.
"If you promise something, you must always do it." He opened his eyes again, and the ground of his eyes revealed a trace of blood, "Since I said that I would let you see what hell is, then here today is a hell." ”
The roar like a fierce beast sounded, and the remaining six people faced Shao Zeyang and the others absolutely not spared, there was no cooperation between the six people at all, they were like a group of wolves that had gone crazy, frantically tearing their opponents, all they wanted to do was to kill the opponent, as for themselves, how could the devil care about his own life.
In the face of a pack of beasts, there is no need for any humanity, the temper of lions is not clear, they can lean on the grass and sleep comfortably, allowing annoying vultures to fly around them. But sometimes, flies that have been accidentally intruding into their field of vision can directly provoke them.
However, none of this matters, what matters is the moment when a devil who is suppressing himself suddenly wants to turn his world into hell, then the only thing left of the world is hell.
In just a dozen breaths, no one made any exclamations after killing the man, because this was a very easy thing for Wu Yu, and even in the eyes of those audiences. They were just smiling slightly, calculating how much they could get in return on the money they bet today.
But soon, they find out that they are wrong, and sometimes the devil's battle is a nightmare for them.
I don't know why, the moment he held the Seven Deadly Sins, he wanted to kill everything he saw in front of him, and those people even included Yuan Rong. He didn't know why, he even wanted to let go of his hand, but the palm of his hand was held harder than ever.
In the dark, it seemed that a voice had been shouting at him, "You have already given up once, do you want to give up the second time, this is the real you, do you still want to live hypocritically?" Take off your mask and show the world what the real you really are. ”
Wu Yu's figure suddenly swept out wildly, and in the next moment, the person who was still walking on the road seemed to disappear, wearing a pitch-black robe, as if he had directly melted into the air.
And in the battle circle of Shao Zeyang and others, for their opponents, a few people seem to be able to fight with ease, after all, they still have some understanding in terms of fighting, and what their opponents will do is just mess around, so as long as they are careful, there will be no problems at all.
But looking at the two girls, their situation is much more dangerous. Their opponents, two emaciated men, stared with red eyes like hungry wolves looking at rabbits that had just come out of their holes.
They want to eat the girl in front of them, and anything that stands in their way, they are going to kill it. They crave, longed for the fishy sweet blood to spurt from the girl's white neck, their soft sweets.
In the face of two devils like crazy people, all the two girls can do is keep retreating and barely coping with it. Although there was a little firmness in his eyes, the horror still came up.
Suddenly, one of the two suddenly accelerated, and the palm wind roared directly towards Yuan Rong. Just as the latter gritted his teeth and was about to resist with all his might, the terrifying palm wind suddenly stopped.
Behind the man, a figure slowly emerged, holding a pitch-black sword in his hand, and under his huge hat, his eyes were as fierce as a mad wolf.
The reason why the man stopped, of course, was not because he found out about Wu Yu's arrival. It was Wu Yu's right hand, the hand that did not hold the sword, and the fingers turned into five sharp swords, piercing into the bone cracks behind him, and the whole hand firmly held his spine.
"Death-" (To be continued.) )