Wu Ruotang is extremely sensitive to killing, of course, this has a lot to do with his life experience and infinite game experience.

At the beginning, he was just a big chef, and he inadvertently gave Nuan Xiangyu, the senior sister of Huashan, to the sea, and was chased and killed by the players of the Wuyue Sword Sect! The ability to perceive the killing machine was practiced at that time.

On Mount Hua, when Wu Ruotang said his talent, everyone suddenly looked sideways.

"Oh! Is there such a skill in the world? The crowd looked at him in amazement. There is doubt in his eyes.

Mi Xiang chuckled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect Xiaotang that you still have this ability." ”

"Hehe, aren't you surprised!" Wu Ruotang raised his eyebrows, quite proud.

"Hmph, look at your virtue!" Mi Xiang pretended to be disdainful.

There is not a cloud in the sky, and the original cloud-shrouded Huashan is like a Linbo fairy washing away the dust, revealing her unique outstanding style.

The stars were shining in the sky, and a milky white Milky Way hung in the sky; The dense waves of stars, undulating and twinkling, like a dream.

The Ruthless Hall Master dragged his tired body to the Lotus Peak Sacrifice Cliff, which he had to visit once a year. His heart is quiet and serene, full of poignant memories of the past and the city.

He just wants to build a small house on the top of Huashan Mountain, plant a few flowers and plants, raise some chickens and ducks, and spend the last days of his life quietly.

He was so tired that he seemed to be able to lie on his side at any moment, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

He was tired of the resentment that had lasted for many years, the grievances he had formed over the years on the rivers and lakes, and the majesty of the Ruthless Hall for many years.

The Hall of Despair that he had worked so hard to build was destroyed, and instead of being annoyed, he felt relieved. In this way, he can leave this world quietly in Huashan, accompanied by the passing meteors on the cliff of sacrifice, without any worries.

It's close, it's close, and after the Jade Maiden Peak, it's the giant spirit foot. And then there's the haunting cliff of sacrifice. And today, it is the beginning of February, and the second dragon is raising its head.

The Ruthless Hall Master looked up at the sky, tears glistening in his eyes.

"It's coming!" Wu Ruotang stood up and said loudly.

He felt the unique murderous aura of the Ruthless Hall Master. Although the murderous spirit is very light. But that astonishing slaughter and despair still made Wu Ruotang feel the arrival of the ruthless hall master. Because, Simon Thorn is Simon Thorn, the killer who dominates the world! No matter where you go, no matter how down. He has always been so unique that people dare not take it lightly!

As soon as Wu Ruotang's words fell, everyone who had been unsettled stood up nervously and showed their blades. Be on alert!

"Later, Brother Feng and I will find a way to go around behind the Ruthless Hall Master to prevent him from breaking through and escaping while he can't beat us." Lin Pingzhi rubbed his hands.

"No need." Zhang Wuji shook his head slightly.

"Why?" Lin Pingzhi frowned.

Zhang Wuji looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, when he came, Min Min had told me that this time the ruthless hall master went up the mountain. He only had two paths to take, one was killed by us, and the other was ...... hey

"What's the other one?" A child of a family from the Meng family in Danya, Henan Province, waved his long sword and asked curiously.

"Do you need to ask? The other is to kill us all. Song Qingshu said slowly and methodically. After finishing speaking, he squinted at the child of the family and said secretly: "Stupid." You idiot, you can only be sent to death when you come! ”

A chill passed through everyone's hearts because of these words. Many people even gasped!

"Everyone, be careful!" Wu Ruotang said loudly again: "Remember, at this time, the Ruthless Hall Master will be the most ferocious trapped beast fight, and his swordsmanship will be even more powerful than usual. When it comes to hands-on, everyone is self-preservation. Slow down the attack and fight, and do not be impatient. Do you understand? ”

Everyone's faces were a little pale at this time, and when they heard Wu Ruotang's arrangement, they all responded. Only those children of the family who were above the top showed disdain for Wu Ruotang, and said secretly: "What a coward, Lord Zhao Min is really blind, how can such a pus-filled soft egg lead us." ”

Everyone stood quietly on the cliff of sacrifice, waiting for the master of the Ruthless Hall.

The night breeze gradually blows. Bringing a growing chill. The master with excellent eyesight had already seen a thin and slender figure, slowly floating from the giant spirit foot.

For a moment, everyone felt a sudden, strong and murderous aura. It was a ferocious and ruthless murderous aura like a beast, permeated with an undying consciousness and a determination to swear to kill this revenge. Everyone's hearts felt as if they were being weighed down by a boulder, and they could barely breathe.

The image of the Ruthless Hall Master in front of him became taller and taller as he slowly approached, and it became more and more blurry.

Simon Thorn seemed to have transformed into a strange and evil spirit, dancing and fluttering in the cyan flames of hell.

The sound of the wind in his ears became as terrible as a ghost crying; The chill in the night wind increased dramatically, like a knife scraping an axe across everyone's exposed skin outside their sleeves, and bursts of tingling and chill consumed the momentum that was originally like a rainbow.

Is this the momentum of the number one killer in the world? The crowd was secretly frightened.

A bowstring sounded, and Song Qingshu, who had no equals in his arrows, pulled the silver bow he relied on to become famous until it was full, and seven white feather arrows were already on the string. Water was steaming from his head, and fine drops of sweat ran across his temples.

With a loud "boom", two footprints like axes and chisels fell on the stone ground where Feng Xinglie's feet were standing, and his silver spike point steel spear stood straight in front of him. His back trembled slightly, and the dripping sweat was blown by the night wind, bringing a bitter chill.

Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu, and Lin Pingzhi leaned close together, and everyone's specialty weapons were placed in the most suitable position to shoot. They have had a tacit understanding of cooperation since the last battle on Junshan Island, and this time they will attack at the same time to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

They worked together to dispel the chill of the evening breeze by their proximity to each other, and each of them had steaming water on their heads, and their eyes were full of nervousness and eager anticipation.

The other Baidao heroes all took the stake and waited for it. The murderous night wind caused their sideburns and eyebrows to be covered with pale white ice chips, and their bodies curled unnaturally in the murderous aura.

Mi Xiang's long sword was already horizontal in his hand, and his face was as calm as water, without a trace of fluctuation. Beside her, Wu Ruotang stood proudly holding a knife in both hands.

I don't know how long it has been, the ruthless hall master in green clothes, green scarves and masked faces, and wearing a green sword at his waist, finally slowly stepped onto the cliff of sacrifice. (To be continued.) )