When Wu Ruotang lifted the curtain, even the bold and rude hot-blooded man and the pretentious gang boss couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering scream. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Among the players, the less daring ones actually stumbled and began to run out of the door!

"Puff, puff~~!" The sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground came and went! It turned out that the man with weak legs was scared and rolled down the stone steps.

A tall old man with yellow hair and golden eyes, purple clothes and black clothes, like a demon god, raised his eyebrows in the middle of the inner hall, and stood with his head held high, revealing the domineering aura of trampling heaven and earth under his feet.

"Bloodfiend, Blood...... Demon! The most brutal people! Unexpectedly, he was still alive! "Countless people were trembling with fear! The name of the man, the shadow of the tree! This blood demon has killed countless people, and has left countless legends on the rivers and lakes!

Wu Ruotang's whole body was shocked by the tragic murderous aura emanating from the blood demon's body, and cold sweat frantically oozed from his back.

"Is this the arrogance of the world's number one demon? It's so strong! Simon Thorn is far worse than him! Wu Ruotang pursed his lips tightly and suppressed his low roar.

At this time, many timid players were already trembling, and they almost didn't dare to take a second look at this big devil.

"Amitabha!" The lamp standing next to Wu Ruotang suddenly hit a Buddha number! Let Wu Ruotang calm down instantly!

"Master Wu! If there is a demon in your heart, you are a demon! What is there to fear if there is no demon in your heart? Yilan said calmly.

Feel the soothing of a lamp! Wu Ruotang suddenly perked up and rushed out: "Okay, come on!" He parted his hands, and the long knife was spread out in front of him like the wings of an eagle.

Xiao Tangtang's roar used the mental method of transmitting sound into the secret, and a breath of true qi sprayed directly onto the body of the blood demon, and the majestic body that stood like a mountain actually staggered along this breath of true qi, fell to the sky, and fell heavily to the ground, making an earth-shattering "bang".

"I'll go ~~~!"

"What about people~~~!"

"Dead~~~!"

"Won~~~!"

Everyone stood stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The fact that the fierce and vicious and prestigious Blood Demon was blown down by Wu Ruotang in one breath made them unbelievable for a while.

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, but Wu Ruotang was completely relieved, there was no danger, it was worth celebrating!

He bent down and turned the blood demon's body over, looked at it carefully, and after a moment, he said aloud: "You don't need to be nervous, you have already died, it seems that you have been stabbed in the back, and your entire back has been cut open."

Hearing this, a group of players came back to their senses! After taking another deep breath, it was back to normal! Talking one after another, the leading iron-blooded military god and the flying dragon in the sky strode into the inner hall.

About a zhang behind the central axis of the inner hall, there is a high platform of blue and yellow, on which a bronze knife holder is placed, and on the inlay facing the knife holder, there is a gloomy picture of a hundred ghosts transporting corpses.

Wu Ruotang looked intently and found that those blue-faced and fanged ghostes were extremely brutal! Some are standing with corpses on their backs! Some are moving with corpses on their backs! Others are scrambling to eat the corpses! His face was full of greed and viciousness, which made people shudder.

Everyone watched intently, and in the huge empty hall, only the sound of rapid breathing was heard!

"That's not right! What about knives? I don't know how long it took, but suddenly someone asked in horror.

"The knife is gone! The knife is gone! The crowd panicked and began to look around!

The Iron Blood Army God, the Flying Dragon Zaitian and the others quietly retreated, each giving their subordinates a look.

The Iron-blooded Army Banner Gang, the accompanying masters of the Sword Light and Sword Shadow Building, saw their boss's gesture and held their hands on the blades one after another.

Wu Ruotang strode alone to the room behind the inner hall and accidentally found three knife marks on the wall.

"Master!" He grabbed Yideng's arm and exclaimed, "There are three knife marks here, and the technique of the knife seems to be somewhat similar to that of my karmic teacher. ”

Master Yideng was taken aback and asked, "Who is your master?" ”

Wu Ruotang: "~~ Fu Hongxue! I didn't worship him officially, but I learned my sword skills from him! ”

Yideng nodded slightly, and then asked, "Then can you be sure?" Did Fu Hongxue really come? ”

"I don't know, I can't guarantee this! But quite possibly! Wu Ruotang excitedly stroked these knife marks and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a cheer came from the back room, and Wu Ruotang and Yideng were involuntarily hugged and came to another room.

Inside the room were the bodies of two middle-aged men dressed plainly. A man lay on his stomach, one left hand holding the ground, while his right hand stretched upwards stubbornly, clutching a dark scabbard tightly in his hand.

The scabbard is four feet five inches long, the sheath swallows gold, and the sheath is carved with a demon eye with purple eyes and golden pupils, radiating a gloomy and evil cold light, and four big characters are engraved with a small seal under the demon eyes: abusing the common people.

The other knelt in front of another corpse, his upper body standing upright like a javelin, his right hand gripping the hilt of a knife made of purple gold with ancient jade embedded in it, the blade of which was deeply embedded in the scabbard, the other hand spread diagonally on the ground, and one index finger embedded deep in the floor of the room.

Both of them had been dead for a long time, but the flesh and blood on their bodies had not melted away, and you could still see the tangled tendons on their powerful arms, as well as the way they opened their eyes and gritted their teeth, you can imagine how the two of them tried their best to survive at that time.

"It's getting more and more complicated!" A light muttered softly in Wu Ruotang's ear.

"Yes! If we want to destroy the God of War, I'm afraid it's not so easy! Wu Ruotang also frowned and thought.

The two corpses lying on the ground, although the clothes on their bodies were intact, there were countless wounds on the front and back, indicating that they had been stabbed and seriously injured before they died, but there was no trace of blood in the room.

Everyone looked along the right hand of the person holding the hilt of the sword, and found that this person had carved more than a dozen lines of large characters on the ground with the force of his vajra fingers before he died.

The floor of this room is paved with a good texture, and even the knife scratches may not leave any marks. And this person can actually leave a book and engrave words on it, this skill is enough to be proud of the others.

"Anyway, do you know ancient Chinese, read it to the big guy!" A casual player suddenly spoke.

Wu Ruotang: "~~~!" ”

"Don't you even need to think about it! It must be a warning article that says that the God of War Heavenly Soldiers are too dangerous and advises future generations not to go astray! Wu Ruotang said without hesitation.

"What Master Wu said is very right, Lao Wei agrees!" A light supports the road. (To be continued.) )