With the addition of red-haired youth and others, the number of executors has exceeded seventy. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the eyes of more than seventy people stared at Wu Yu tightly, his words were not loud, but they reached everyone's ears. The red-haired young man frowned slightly, not understanding what Wu Yu meant.

What's your sin? Will your sins be paid with your blood? Then don't you mean that the damned person today should be you, if you think so, then I will never even persuade you. Because you deserve to die, as long as you die, your wish will be fulfilled, and my revenge will be avenged.

Of course, he understood that Wu Yu's words definitely didn't mean that, so at this moment, the eyes of more than seventy people were all staring at Wu Yu tightly, for fear that he would do anything beyond their control.

But Wu Yu didn't bother to pay attention to them at all, and just silently picked up the sword in his hand. Its black seven deadly sins were surrounded by a faint color of blood at the moment, "Brother, this time it's up to you again." ”

It's hard to imagine that Wu Yu at this time would have a smile on his face. But no one can see such a smile, and no one has any qualifications to see it. Because at that time, the devil's smile, no matter how beautiful that smile was, but no mortal in this world was qualified to appreciate this beauty.

The palm of his hand gently stroked the sword body of the Seven Deadly Sins, everyone present, not only the executor, everyone's eyes were fixed on Wu Yu's body, and no one understood what Wu Yu was doing at this moment. There are more than seventy executors, each of whom is an existence with a strength of more than 2,000 health points. It's just that these people in front of them, even if they want to sweep the entire second-layer Eastern Regions, there will hardly be any problems. Even if they can't withstand the siege of everyone, if they are only broken individually, then there is no family that can resist it.

But at this moment, it was such a power, and the eyes that looked at Wu Yu actually became cautious. They watched the latter's every move, for fear that an accident would be beyond their control. Just like just now, with Wu Yu's strength, let alone six people, even if he only dealt with the red-haired young man, he might not be the opponent of the latter.

Because the latter was an Assassin, as an Assassin, he would never learn any defensive skills. For him, the only way to do this is to hide himself in the darkness and then find the opportunity to deliver a killing blow. If it was Wu Yu before, facing such a fierce attack, even if he didn't die, it would definitely be a serious consequence.

But no one understands what happened, Wu Yu at this moment has become so strong, so strong that people can't even believe it. If it weren't for the red-haired young man's words, and his identity, what could be in this world with so many executors in such a low layer and early winter?

But at least from the current point of view, Wu Yu's movements were very ordinary, just standing there quietly stroking his sword, and then quietly saying something that they were inexplicable. Could it be that this man is a sword idiot? Listening to the so-called good brothers in his mouth, it sounds like just the sword in his hand now.

I want to fight side by side, and I want to ask you, it's just a black and cold sword. But in the next moment, Wu Yu's actions made everyone couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

The Seven Deadly Sins in his hand stood abruptly to the side, and the blade of the sword stood vertically above Wu Yu's palm. Sliding gently, the red blood suddenly flowed out of the latter's palm, the blood was mellow, like a wine paste that had been hidden for countless years, along the gap between the palms, slowly, drop by drop.

What's he doing? Everyone was stunned, no one had ever seen such a scene, before the battle, they actually cut their hands, and then let their blood slowly drip down the gaps between their palms.

What the hell is he doing?

Everyone present frowned slightly, they looked at Wu Yu and Wu Yu's movements, and they couldn't react for a while. The blood became more and more, Wu Yu slowly spread out his hand, the wound on his hand was a little big, but the latter didn't care at all, his palm was completely on the sword body, and suddenly the red blood covered the sword body little by little.

The palm of his hand moved slowly, and the blood gently ran down the wound, coating the entire sword with blood. The whole action is unhurried, as if there are no executors around. Wu Yu looked at the seven deadly sins in his hand, as if he was looking at a handicraft, the blood covered the black sword, I don't know why, everyone looked at the blood coming out of Wu Yu's palm, and they all had a feeling, that is, the color in the blood was not the so-called red, but a faint purple.

But covering the sword body, the original faint red on the sword body was suppressed, replaced by a rich deep purple, bright but dim, like the stars in the sky, hidden in the darkness.

The red-haired young man looked at Wu Yu, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Although the Seven Deadly Sins are no different from ordinary swords other than their color. But if you want to completely smear the blood on the sword body without any difference, the blood required is definitely not a few.

Blood, for everyone, is undoubtedly the most important. But what is the latter doing at the moment? He was wasting his own blood, especially before the Great War, wasting the blood in his body bit by bit.

But I don't know why, he always feels a little familiar when he looks at Wu Yu's movements. In my mind, what lingered over and over again was only those few familiar words at the moment. Swordsmen, blood, smear...

Countless jerky words slowly gather together, so there may not be too many answers left in the end.

The pupils dilated little by little, and looking at Wu Yu's appearance, it seemed to be more and more familiar. Finally, when these countless fragments gathered together in his mind, his eyes were already open to the maximum.

Because, finally, at this moment, Wu Yu's actions at this moment, in the depths of his memory, were almost completely integrated with his memory.

"This is my sin, then I can only pay it with my blood," the palm of the hand, at this moment, has touched the tip of the sword, the palm of the hand slowly gripped, completely wrapped the sharp tip of the sword, and at the moment of the package, the blood once again flowed down the palm, little by little to every corner of the seven deadly sins, "I pay for my sins with my blood, I repay my debt with my life." ”