In the hotel where we were staying, there was a fierce battle going on. Wang Wu had already ordered the upstairs to be cordoned off. A battle ensues. In the hotel, there is a lot of combat power, Wang Wu, Ye Ruoxue. Duanmu Xuan. And the seventh squad lost most of the people, and now the combat effectiveness is obviously insufficient.

And Wang Donghao of Class 7. The king's exclusive skill is frozen, and it is obviously not as good as my chaotic martial arts. So from the very beginning, he fell into passivity.

"Boss, they're going to kill you." A teenager said miserably.

"Damn, I didn't shoot at them, but they did." Dong Hao scolded, viciously pushed the woman in his arms to the ground, and then guessed fiercely.

"Hmph, then fight them. I don't believe I can't deal with them. Dong Hao roared angrily, but he lacked confidence in his heart.

In a corridor, Ye Ruoxue was fighting to her heart's content, holding the demon sword Zixiao in her hand. She swept underneath, and I don't know how many people died at her hands.

The boys and girls in Class 7 looked at Ye Ruoxue with frightened eyes. This woman's desperate fighting power. There is also a cruel and ruthless character and methods. It all made them feel a deep fear in their bones.

Ye Ruoxue didn't care who the person in front of her was, even if it was a girl. The demon knife Zixiao in her hand will not show any mercy. Unceremoniously slashed by.

A girl was directly halved by her, and then before the girl could scream, blood and flesh began to flow all over the ground. The scene was absolutely shocking.

And Ye Ruoxue was only indifferent to this, and a touch of coldness appeared on her cold face: "You waste, you still want to eliminate our fourth class?" ”

"We were wrong, please let us go." A boy knelt in front of Ye Ruoxue. And the corners of Ye Ruoxue's mouth hooked up a quiet smile. The demon knife Zixiao in his hand swept directly over.

The boy's eyes were stunned, but before he could react, his body was cut in half. Then limbs and flesh splattered and landed on the ground. And the demon knife Zixiao in Ye Ruoxue's hand was constantly absorbing blood. On the purple knife body. A faint glow began to emerge.

Ye Ruoxue knew very well that the demon knife Zixiao was an extremely powerful weapon. And it will also be accompanied by killing, and the power will continue to increase. Therefore, she plans to harvest it this time and make the demon knife Zixiao grow a little more.

"Don't, let me go." Yafeng intestine number.

"Help!"

The students in front of Ye Ruoxue screamed, but they did not escape the fate of being hunted by Ye Ruoxue. The corners of Ye Ruoxue's mouth hooked up a cruel smile. But there was no mercy.

No one could stop her from taking a step, the wide and sharp demon knife Zixiao. It's terrifyingly lethal. In this corridor terrain, this weapon is simply the scythe of death.

Continuously slashing, Ye Ruoxue finally stopped, her body trembled, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're cruel." A voice suddenly sounded behind her, Ye Ruoxue turned her head and found that it was Duanmu Xuan.

"So what? You can't live in this world without being cruel. Ye Ruoxue said calmly.

"That's right. But do you really like killing as a girl? Duanmu Xuan asked.

Ye Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and didn't say anything. Actually, she doesn't like killing. But with the painful memories of the past, accompanied by the inheritance of the demon knife Zixiao. Now she can't do without killing. Because killing can make her grow and make her stronger. So as to say goodbye to the fragile self in the past.

"Or did you kill for Zhang Wei?" Duanmu Xuan smiled.

"What do you mean?" Ye Ruoxue's eyes changed, and she held the demon knife Zixiao in her hand. She clearly sensed that Duanmu Xuan's words had a deep meaning.

"It's not interesting, it's better to pay attention to what is behind you." Duanmu Xuan glanced at her, then turned to leave. On the contrary, Ye Ruoxue was stunned.

Behind her was an eerie pattern, a woman brandishing a knife, and around her were countless demons.

"Damn, what the hell does he know?" Ye Ruoxue thought secretly in her heart. The secret of the pattern behind her is simply impossible for ordinary people to discover. Even I didn't find out.

Because the pattern behind her only appears when killing. At the same time, it will not appear at all. But every time he kills, he will make the demon sword Zixiao stronger. The pattern behind her also heats up.

This may be the price of gaining power, Yang Yaxin's Red Fire Sword took a huge price to get it. And Ye Ruoxue's demon knife Zixiao also paid an astonishing price.

That's the pattern behind her, and a soul obsessed with killing. But in order to live, in order to do what you want to do. Ye Ruoxue had no choice.

"No matter, let's go kill a few more. Otherwise my back will hurt again. Ye Ruoxue said as she walked out.

Elsewhere in the hotel, there were battles. Guo Jiazhu and Wang Wu are all fighting hard. Compared to Class 4, Class 7 is clearly not an opponent.

The man who fought against Wang Wu was a burly man, this man was a nobleman of the seventh class, and his name was Zhao Wu. He is a man with very strong combat power and a storm.

Almost no one who is his enemy will survive. Because he has the power of the storm in his hands. When activated, he will be enveloped in a storm.

"You can't stop me. Wang Wu. Zhao Wu said with a sneer.

"Hmph, we were still brothers at the beginning. It's a pity to want you to die now. Wang Wu looked at Zhao Wu and said. The two of them were very good brothers before school. Especially the name is pretty much the same.

"Hmph, I've never considered you a brother. Die. When you die, I will enjoy your woman. Zhao Wu sneered, and then slammed into it.

This punch was mixed with the force of the storm, and the strong wind blew people who couldn't open their eyes at all. However, Zhao Wu's opponent was Wang Wu. In hand-to-hand combat, Zhao Wu's combat power was the strongest in the class.

Possess a peerless and have emerald green gauntlets. Let him be on when he turns on Mushuang. It has the terrifying combat power of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha!

Faced with a desperate punch, Wang Wu also punched over. His heart was excited, and this kind of fist-to-flesh, full of fierce battles, was simply a pleasure for him.

"Wushuang!" Turning on Wushuang suddenly, Wang Wu roared angrily, and the fists he swung were mixed with strong wind. And he still uses a fist with gauntlets.

Gauntlets are weapons that wrap around fists and arms, and are made of a special metal. It's heavier than the full set. But when it is also wielded, the power is also extraordinary.

Zhao Wu was actually knocked out in an instant, and then Wang Wu began to attack. He was proficient in all kinds of fighting and had rich experience in actual combat, so he didn't give Zhao Wu any respite at all.

Zhao Wu's body was hit hard in a row, and Wang Wu's fierce fist smashed into his body. Under a few punches in a row, Zhao Wu fell in pain. His body twitched. Looking at Wang Wu, who came over slowly, his voice was frightened: "Brother Wang, let me go." Don't forget that we were brothers? ”

"Hmph, you still have the face to mention brother to me. What did you just say? Wang Wu said with a gloomy face.

"That's what I said on purpose, and now I'm dying. You won't let me go. I won't live long. Zhao Wu gasped, and blood continued to flow from his mouth. It looks like the oil is really running out of oil, and the lamp is dry.

"All right," Wang Wu glanced at him, then sighed—turning around and leaving. But at this moment, Zhao Wu suddenly stood up. Then he quickly drew the dagger from his belt and was about to stab it.

But at this moment, Wang Wu's body turned around and dodged the blow in an instant. Then he took his dagger-holding arm. An understatement punch slammed into his chest.

The heavy punch carried a heavy force, and in the unequaled state, Wang Wu's strength was nearly ten times the bonus. Therefore, with this punch, Zhao Wu couldn't resist at all. His heart burst instantly, and then his body trembled violently. Slowly fell to the ground.

Wang Wu calmly put down Zhao Wu, his eyes were a little sad. Looking at Zhao Wu who fell to the ground, Wang Wu slowly knelt on the ground, and said in a sad voice: "Forgive my brother." Who called us enemies. ”