His cold smile bloomed, and with such a very clear disdain, he said:

"I'm afraid you really don't know, it's okay, I'll tell you at this moment of your life, I didn't intend to let you go, a few days, whether you make a move or not, there is only one end for you-

That's death! ”

The words he uttered were so resolute, with an extremely clear bloodlust and ferocity. He really didn't intend to let them go. If you don't say it, it's okay, but if you say it, it's actually inspiring the other party's anger and desperate courage to some extent.

If it is resistance is death, if it is resistance is death, then if it is a desperate struggle, it may still be able to win a glimmer of life, and what inspires them is precisely this possibility, these possibilities for survival.

For the sake of their brothers, who are already dead, and for the future that they may be able to survive, they must fight bravely!

"Brothers, rush, whether we are dead or alive today, we will fight!"

After the order was given, there were countless people who rushed directly to the past, and they were like aggressive bulls, with a terrible loneliness.

In Xiao Qinyuan's opinion, their behavior is extremely ridiculous, don't you know?

The person who wins in the end will inevitably be him, he is the one who has the chance to win, and these people who fight against him will only get that one result in the end.

That's death!

If you fight, you are actually dead, and if you don't fight, it seems that this kind of death will only become more boring!

He was very unwell today, and even his mood was as gray and obscure as a cloud, and now, he was trying to find someone to vent the extremely depressed depression that had accumulated in his heart.

"Come on, come on!"

This rain, in the end, is to knock down the depression and coldness of a place, it is the falling English, it is the leaves, and there is so much rain, all of which are also dissolved in front of the eyes, with a decisive temperature, permeating every corner of the earth.

The blades of the trees are chaotic, and between the interweaving of light and shadow, the scenery is extremely magnificent.

The killing intent that was faintly hidden was now in the air, everywhere, every corner was filled.

There were nearly twenty people entangled, and one person was confronted by everyone, and it was obvious that the group of people were red-eyed. Because there is no turning back in this battle, if you can't survive, you will face death.

They have their own perseverance, and they also have their own desires and cherished things, and it is difficult to give up life. This is true for everyone, perhaps they are born to be ruthless, and for a long time, everything around them is also inseparable.

It must not be separated.

So, let's fight!

Let all the battles of all things come as violently as this storm, and rush to everyone in front of them, no one will be spared, and no one will give up.

No one can turn around and flee!

The fallen flowers and decaying leaves on the ground, intertwined with almost dazzling swords and shadows, flew in the air, hovering, as if dreaming that others did not understand at all.

Dreams seem to be extremely sweet and beautiful, just like their leisurely bodies when they fall, but this is just a dream, and if you fall into a strife, it is this sudden sharp blade, but it can cut off this illusion!

The leaves that were fluttering one after another, in the midst of the strife, were finally cut off, and they were originally very small leaves, but at this moment, how many knives fell, so that the debris of the leaves also increased.

So in the midst of this, it is even more chaotic.

In the process of fighting, Xiao Qinyuan is always proficient, and the whole process is absolutely easy and casual, and he can deal with it completely-

Because he has exceeded too much strength, if he really uses his full strength directly, these people, I'm afraid they won't stay in front of him for long, and his fun will be reduced in an instant, which is definitely not a pleasure for him.

"Uh-"

It seems that he has been hit hard in his heart, not that he was hurt by the subordinates in front of him, this feeling-

He didn't have much time to think, and found that the wolf-like people around him seemed to have seized this opportunity, and they rushed directly to the people who were aiming at a glimmer of life, and they really couldn't relax, just such a neglected moment, they could all be besieged.

He pressed the sharp pain in his heart and threw away the sword in his hand, if this sword closed his soul sword, it would really be chicken ribs.

Little by little, the soul sword manifested, and in his hand, he held it tightly:

"I originally wanted to play with you for a while, but it seems that God will not allow me to play with you for a while."

The cold smile is a display of the majesty of the condemner of hell and the indifference of killing without blinking.

The sword slashed through the air, and a white light suddenly flashed out, and in an instant, everyone's faces were extremely white, as if they had lost all their blood.

Everyone subconsciously opened their mouths, and before they could react, they were wiped out by the extremely sharp sword light that suddenly flashed in front of them.

- Splashes of blood on the ground.

On this cold ground, a fiery shadow was left behind.

Sweeping the past, it is an extremely cold, emotionless edge, it is the sword light, it is the sword shadow, the shadow of these scattered lights, when it comes, it is gorgeous, and when it goes, it is silent.

It was the sound of rain, and no one said anything.

There were all the residents around, and it seemed that someone sensed the movement, and the door was opened, revealing the sleepy eyes, and seemed to mumble and complain:

"What kind of exercises do you practice at night, and you don't let people sleep, it's really ......"

Sure enough, he still didn't wake up.

The man rubbed his eyes, felt a chill, and saw a river of blood flowing on the ground, is there any more effective way to awaken the mind than this scene?

No, he was a clever man at the time. The god of sleep was also scared away by him, his consciousness and brain were all awake, and his body was shaking.

What kind of luck is this, why did he come out to take a look?

The blood flowed like a stream, and the winding stream flowed wildly on the road, and there were corpses, dense corpses, and he was instantly stunned, except for his wide-eyed eyes, he didn't even think of running away.

He looked up, and then he saw a pair of eyes, which were deep, and there seemed to be an endless flame in them, which continued in an attitude that would not end, and seemed to be forever alive and always alive.

He was so stunned by such a pair of eyes, and for a long, long time there was no reaction, just standing in place, not petrified, but even more petrified.

“…… Don't you run away? ”

The soft voice seemed to carry a decisive killing intent.

He reacted instantly, turned around and tried to run away.

But......

"It's too late, you know?

…… Too late. ”

A sigh, fluttering, in the air, falling, scattering and coming and going.

The person who stood there did not know when he was gone. A ghostly person, rushing forward at a phantom speed, simply striking at the person who was in a panic and fled in a hurry!

The eyes of the man who was still fleeing were as big as copper bells, and he didn't expect that he would die so soon.

When I looked down, I saw a bright red heart, and blood was flowing down from it, and it was on the hand of this swarthy man.

This still seems to have vitality, or is it a beating heart, it turns out to be his, but, if it is separated from the body, how long will this vitality last?

I'm afraid it won't be a moment.

After a trance, he reacted to the pain of the lake gushing over, and surrounded him inch by inch, it hurt, it hurt.

"Uh-"

It's a groan of pain.

“…… You're so ruthless. ”

It was difficult for him to speak, but after saying such a sentence, he found that his throat was not able to exert the slightest strength:

"You're talking too much......

Moreover, I want to tell you one thing, I am not ruthless, but you did not escape, and it just happened to make me see that you are not pleasing to the eye.

You weren't lucky enough to show up when I was in a good mood. ”

When the words fell, even the neck was twisted with a snap.

The heart in his hand was still beating, he looked at it but threw him away mercilessly, a once alive heart, was thrown to the ground, no one cared about it, let time flow, and life was deprived little by little:

"Your master is dead, and so will you sooner or later. Why don't I give you a ride? ”

It was a flame, I don't know where it came from, but it fell precisely on the heart of the earth.

It was a burning stinging sound, unusually violent and scorching.

…… Something intact is ultimately just a lonely smoky gray after burning.