The heart was directly pierced by Wu Yu's sword, and black-red blood flowed out of his chest, and the pitch-black wound was like the mouth of a monster, squirming slightly to spit out more blood from his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe blood, mixed with a few fragments of internal organs, quickly dried up on the ground.

"No... No, no, no, it can't be like this, don't scare me, third, I know you must not be dead! The second elder looked blankly in front of him, and when he arrived at the third elder on the ground, his palm couldn't help but tremble slowly, and finally his wrist shook slightly, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the sharp blade was directly inserted into the soil.

The second elder knelt down slowly, and in less than ten minutes, those old brothers who had accompanied him for an unknown number of years had already died at this moment. Are you really wrong? No, would you really do something wrong, wouldn't you do all this for the sake of your family?

Wu Yu withdrew his sword, his eyes only glanced at the second elder who was kneeling on the ground, then he moved his eyes, his wrist turned back, and his eyes swept coldly, and the ten people who came towards him raised their swords, the murderous aura in their eyes could not be concealed.

If he was holding a peerless fierce sword in his hand, then the gaze in his eyes must be another one of the same fierce sword. The gaze in his eyes swept over the ten people, only slightly, and in an instant, the ten people were like being slashed through the throat by a sword, and the blood was about to overflow in an instant.

With a slight step forward, the aura on Wu Yu's body instantly soared, and the sword in his hand drew a beautiful fan shape, and the ten masters clenched their teeth at the moment. It's just death, but can it really be better if you don't get results? Whether death is terrible or not, no one can give a real answer, but they are all warriors, and there will always be such a sentence in the hearts of warriors, those who glorify the point of the sword will always be more glorious than those who retreat cowardly.

In the end, no one chose to retreat, and everyone's eyes looked like they were looking at death, but the corners of Wu Yu's mouth showed a smile, is this the so-called strong man of the Song family? Seeing death as home, it is indeed seeing death as home, but those soldiers who are really fighting on the battlefield, when they decide to see death as home, the killing intent in their eyes will only grow wildly.

For them, since death is doomed, then they will definitely pull a person to bury themselves, and if not, they will definitely leave as many wounds as possible on their opponents.

But what about these people in front of you? They didn't have the slightest will to fight at all, not so much that they rushed up to fight desperately with Wu Yu, but rather rushed over to die, their swords were on their side, and they almost sent their heads to Wu Yu's sword in a daze, is this the legendary death as home? Wu Yu didn't doubt at all that he only needed to wave his hand, and these people would stand in a neat row, put their heads over, and then let Wu Yu cut them off one by one.

Such an opponent has made him completely uninterested, Wu Yu's eyes also have a trace of coldness, the sword in his hand waved slightly, his footsteps stepped forward again, the sword slashed out, and the sword in his hand was raised decently, Wu Yu's eyes were full of indifference, and with a slight wave, those seemingly tough swords were instantly cut into two pieces, followed by the heads of those people, and rolled down from their necks with a grunt.

Like cutting melons and vegetables, ten people didn't even walk out of a minute under Wu Yu's hands, a group of people whose hearts were already dead, what did they do to fight hard? They don't even have the courage to fight desperately, and that group of people, even if they are alive, is just a bunch of dead people who are walking dead.

"Second Elder, now it's your turn." The last body fell in front of him, Wu Yu glanced at the black sword in his hand, shook off the blood on the sword, turned to look at the second elder behind him who was still kneeling in place at the moment, "You should still remember our previous bet, here today, there is only one person who can survive." ”

"Bet on it?" The second elder slowly raised his head and looked at Wu Yu, "Of course I remember, how could I forget this bet, it is because of this bet that my two old brothers died under your sword, how could I forget such a bet?" ”

The second elder raised his head slowly, his eyes closed slightly, and a line of tears actually flowed down at this moment, "Boy, let me ask you, am I wrong." ”

Wu Yu glanced at him, "What is right and wrong, why are you right, why are you wrong." ”

After speaking, Wu Yu closed his mouth and looked at the old man who knelt down in front of him, his eyes still did not have a trace of pity, this is war, this is battle, he has watched countless movies, and when the actor turned around, those who were still lying on the ground a moment ago were pitiful like puppies in the water directly burst out and inserted the sharp short blade in their hands into their bodies.

Hearing this, the second elder couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, Wu Yu could hear it in his mouth, muttering softly, "What is right, what is wrong, am I right or wrong." ”

kept repeating, I don't know how many times he said it, and finally there was a bright look in his eyes, "So this is right, this is wrong." ”

Finally, in the end, he sighed softly, the second elder seemed to finally understand something, but no one knew what he understood, the so-called right and wrong, everyone has their own answer in their hearts after all, but what that answer is, maybe only they can understand.

"Today, you won." The second elder glanced at Wu Yu, his body was still tense a moment ago, and his body finally relaxed completely at this moment, but he looked at Wu Yu with hatred in his eyes, after all, his brother died in his hands, if he didn't even have hatred, maybe he would have died in this place a long time ago.

"Today you won, but you also lost." The second elder looked at him, and the smile on his face was very beautiful, just like a white butterfly on a spring flower with its wings spread comfortably.

"Where did you lose?" Wu Yu's voice was still emotionless, and he asked dryly.

"You won all of us today, but you lost, you lost your own life, we did die, but you will soon come down to accompany us, and I believe that day will definitely not be too long."