"Are you proud of your strength?" The Nightshade whispers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uh~" The young man's muscles tensed, the lumps of flesh trembled slightly, he gritted his teeth, and his eyes were fierce, but he was already a little afraid.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity... It's too weak. ”

Boom!

"Ahh

The palm of his hand was flipped slightly, and the young man's arm, which was as thick as a waist pole, was twisted at an exaggerated angle. His body was also tilted, and he wanted to ease the pain.

"Stop!"

"Let him go!"

Several people put their weapons up and scolded fiercely. Although they are competing with each other, they are comrades-in-arms and companions after all. They can't sit idly by while their peers are bullied like this.

Nightshade calmly scanned the surroundings.

"What? Do you want to win by numbers? ”

A strong-looking, imposing man walked out, crossed his arms, and said solemnly, "As long as you let go of him, I can let you go." ”

The other party's eyes were very serious and sincere, as if they were saying this from the heart. However, if the words of the Demon Sect can be credulously, it will be a self-defeating road.

"Hey!"

Facing a group of people and others, surrounded by a fierce momentum, the night died and smiled, laughing so mockingly.

"Do you really think I'm a three-year-old kid and it's easy to deceive, I've hit the door, you're going to let me go? Ha ha! Hahaha! I'm afraid that I am thinking about how to let me die. ”

His gaze became cold, faintly contemptuous, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and he looked at the other party with disdain: "Don't say that you are lying, even if you really let me go, I won't go." Since you are here today, I want you all to die for Lao Tzu. ”

Hearing this, the other party frowned, and the expressions of the other people were also full of hostility.

A powerful momentum is slowly brewing, that is the evil aura brought about by killing too many people!

"What? Think it's useful if there are more people? How naïve! Nightshade's eyes were cold.

Boom!

"Ahh

With a blow to the whip leg, the young man who was stronger than an ox was immediately kicked out, and his body rubbed the ground, sliding a long mark on the ground.

"You! Look for death! The other party was angry, his eyes widened, and he suddenly exerted his momentum.

Moving his wrist, Night Shadow glanced around coldly, "Now, it's not a question of whether you let me go, it's a matter of I don't want you to live." Everyone, they all have to die! ”

Rumble!

A powerful momentum was released, and it forcibly suppressed the aura of the other party's hundreds of people, even the guy with a lot of aura blocked it with his arms, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

Call! ~

A rag was thrown into the sky, and with it, the pitch-black dragon horn ink spear was held in the hand of one person.

The cold dark tone, the cold eyes, the cold killing machine, the breath that was colder than the harsh winter of Sanjiu, made everyone stunned.

"Hell beckons to you."

Click!

Stepping lightly on the ground, stepping on a small pit on the ground, with the help of the anti-shock force, the body of the night shadow rushed out, and stabbed at the imposing man with a shot.

The man's eyes widened.

Swish!

Clang! ~

Silver light flashed, and with a metallic clash, Nightshade's body leaped high and floated backwards.

"Damn!"

Taking advantage of this reaction force, the Night Shadow quickly moved in front of the people behind him, turned around in the air, and waved his spear.

Swish!

"Ugh!"

"Ahh

"Click!"

The tip of the gun sliced through the air and the throats of several people.

They stood so dense that a single shot killed five people.

The slits in their throats didn't make them die immediately, and they all opened their eyes wide, and their bodies slowly fell, one hand tightly pinching their necks, trying to stop the bleeding. The mouth is open one by one, and the other hand is weakly grasping, as if he is crying for help, trying to grasp the life so that he will not pass away.

It's a pity that everything was in vain.

These were elite divisions that were rigorously trained, but the enemies they faced were so strong that they were killed without even reacting.

Dealt with five people, kept moving, and used a jack drop to let himself fall to the ground. Then he moved half a step forward, held the gun in one hand, used it as a stick, and smashed it out heavily.

This time, the other party reacted, and they all held weapons to block, but...

Click!

With the sound of weapons breaking, their lives were also over, one by one their bones were broken, and those who were directly attacked were even shattered.

With this move, nearly ten people were killed.

"Damn!" The man with the temperament of a commander stared at him, his face was full of anger, and he picked up the weapon in his hand and prepared to step forward.

"Hey! ~Can your weapon still block a shot for you? ”

Hearing the other party's voice made him stop and look at the weapon in his hand.

"What?!"

I saw that the blade of a steel broadsword was full of chips. There are cracks all over it, and you can even see the light coming out of it!

This knife has been scrapped, and I am afraid that it will be completely shattered after a slight knock.

There was horror and disbelief in the man's eyes. This knife, handed down from his grandfather's generation, was the best blacksmith of his time, and at the last moment of his life, he forged it with painstaking efforts, sharpening iron like clay, and being invincible. All along, relying on this knife, he has always been straight to the point, directly breaking the opponent's weapon, and even cutting people with weapons.

But today, his treasure knife was destroyed in the same way?!

No way!

However, despite the disbelief, the facts are in front of you.

Clang!

A small pebble flew from nowhere and hit the knife, and with a clear sound, the knife was broken into dozens of pieces.

"No!"

It is not only the knife that is broken, but also his faith and expectation.

Knife, broken.

He felt that his world had collapsed, and his legs were weak, and he actually knelt down. There is no longer that strong, commander-like momentum, and there is only decadence.

The knife is wasted, and the people are wasted...

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Night Immortal shook his head, and Sha Yi, who was sitting on the fence not far away, also shook his head.

A good weapon can give an ordinary person the power to kill a strong man, and it can also make a strong man more powerful. However, the strength of weapons is only an external force, if you don't have a strong heart, if you only rely on weapons, even weapons will look down on you.

At that time, I took a fancy to this guy and reused him, and what I liked was his strong heart. It's a pity that his strong heart is stored on the knife, and when the knife is broken, his heart is also broken.

Shaking his head and not looking at him anymore, Sha Yi knew that this person was no longer qualified to be his chief captain. (To be continued.) )