Song Yun's face was outrageously calm, and his voice was even gentle, telling Lin Xiaoya:

"Just stand there for a while, don't move, you know?"

Just now, because of his good intentions, he stepped back and almost put Song Yun in danger, Lin Xiaoya was already very embarrassed, and hurriedly nodded at this time.

"I see."

Song Yun's wrist flipped, and the blood on the Blood Blade was thrown off in an instant, making a buzzing sound like a dragon's groan, and the battle intent was awe-inspiring. 、

Hooking his fingers, Song Yun looked very calm.

"Let's go together."

The flat tone was as relaxed as saying that everyone would come to my house for dinner.

"Hmph, when death is on the verge of death, you dare to pretend that you will not be struck by lightning, who will be struck by lightning?"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The voices of the named killers remained, converging.

It seems that all the killing machines are concentrated at this moment, which makes people frightened.

However, the people who feel fear must not include Song Yun, from childhood to adulthood, Song Yun seems to not know how to write the words of fear.

Seven people, lightning forward.

However, due to space limitations, there are only three or four people who can rush ahead.

Feeling weak, and the injured killer, he fell behind, ready to find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Song Yun at any time.

Strange weapons attacked, like this weapon with a blood groove, once pierced into the body, it could basically bleed to death without needing to be critical.

"Buzz!"

The strength of several killers is not weak, and because they were born with disabilities, the growth environment when they were children was destined to be different, they were all extremely violent in their hearts, and their shots were even more ruthless.

Song Yun listened attentively and stepped forward.

At first, it was a small and brisk walk, and then it turned into a rapid stride.

"Broken!"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and Song Yun's speed also soared to the extreme at this moment.

Under the light, it is difficult for you to find any traces of Song Yun's figure, and the afterimage flashes by, followed by a blood-red light bursting out.

The fiery red sword flower surged out, like a flying bird, and also like a red lotus that suddenly bloomed.

The surging murderous aura makes people's hearts awe-inspiring.

The few killers who rushed in front already regretted it a little in their hearts, damn, what they thought just now was too simple, because there were companions moving forward in the back, and they had no chance and space to retreat at all, so now they could only bite the bullet and start a head-on fight to the death with Song Yun.

The four of them all tried their best, and the weapons in their hands moved forward rapidly.

"Kara, dangdang."

All kinds of voices became noisy, and under the full strength of the four killers, those stirring sword flowers were also constantly shattering, and several killers were happy in their hearts.

It turned out that it was useless, and the sword flower was shattered, and it stands to reason that Song Yun's momentum would inevitably decline.

However, Song Yun's move surpassed common sense.

The sword flower is shattering, just like a fiery red red lotus blooming and withering, at this moment, the sword flower is shattered, and Song Yun's momentum is rising against the trend.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The leading killer on the left has sensed that something is wrong, and the best way now is to avoid the edge for the time being.

The problem happened suddenly, and the three killers in the back reacted a little slower, and retreated a little slower, and under the influence of each other, there were at least two killers in front of them, and the speed was affected.

Ancient martial artists, cultivating killing skills.

A short moment is enough to determine the final life and death.

"Snort!"

Blood shot out, and blood-red flowers bloomed in a trance, and the two killers didn't even scream, they were all blocked by the blood sword, and they fell to the ground, dying.

There were also two killers in front, thrillingly dodging the sword qi behind them, and their hearts were palpitating.

Song Yun's footsteps and posture did not receive the slightest influence.

After killing the two of them, he stepped forward again, in this hobby, Song Yun even calmly changed the long sword to his right hand again, and the remaining few killers, there were those who were afraid and those who were unconvinced.

Bastard, don't look at it, this is a life-and-death struggle, why do you still have time to change hands?

"Die."

Song Yun, whose expression was calm and a little resolute and cold, exhaled again.

The blood-red light condensed into a brilliant cross shape in mid-air, and the sword aura was immense, filling every space, and in the most incredible angle and time, the long sword actually swept out.

A few killers were still thinking about how to fight against the cross-shaped sword qi of death, and Song Yun had already changed his moves first, how can you believe this?

Following them, they knew that the cross-shaped sword qi was just a false move, and the real killing move was in that sweep.

"Snort!"

The sword aura was rampant, and the blood was accompanied by screams.

Because of the continuous retreat just now, the three killers in the back were exposed in front of Song Yun instead, and they were either injured, or they were weak in their own right, and they couldn't dodge at all.

"Ah, my eyes."

Several of them covered their eyes almost at the same time, blood kept flowing from between their fingers, and it was even darker in front of them.

Song Yun's voice was indifferent:

"It's hard to see with your eyes, isn't it? Born crippled, do what you can, isn't it fragrant to live a good life? Why do you have to do evil? ”

"God doesn't punish you, I'll punish you, hell doesn't take it, I'll collect it, since you're already here, then don't leave any of them!"

Song Yun's murderous aura tonight is particularly heavy, if you have to say the reason, it is actually because of Lin Xiaoya's concentric Gu, or rather, even Song Yun is suffering from Gu poison now, and he is not angry, is it possible?

The sword flower is accompanied by the splash of blood, and it is like the most poignant flower, constantly blooming.

It's just that the unusual thing about this flower is that it harvests human lives!

After my flowers bloom, I will kill a hundred flowers, and tonight's Song Yun is going to kill on a large scale.

The cold hum of a dragon's groan resounded again, and the three killers, who couldn't see it at all, couldn't dodge it at all after they suddenly encountered darkness.

A sword in the throat, blood splattered.

"Poof, poof!"

Constantly people fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

In only about ten minutes, the so-called heavenly cripples have already killed six people, and it is very bluffing to hear the name, according to what they did before, they have killed countless people, and they have not tasted defeat.

ProblemAll the glorious past, after meeting Song Yun, has become a castle in the sky, a full moon in the water, and one dies faster than the other.

The remaining two glanced at each other, and they chose to retreat and run away with a tacit understanding.

Eight people can't clean up Song Yun, and the two of them stay in vain, even if they look like bull ghosts, half of the ten mighty hell generals have already died.

What we have to do now is to gather the remaining killers as soon as possible and work together to kill Song Yun, at the very least, to pass on the news here to our companions.

"It's easy to come, but it's hard to go. Are you still gone? ”

The two killers who desperately evacuated and fled suddenly found that Song Yun's voice was close to his ears......