"You! You! You—" The two of them looked at the torture blade individually, their mouths wide open and speechless. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Tortureblade's mouth, and he said, "What? Isn't it very disappointing to see me now? ”

"Impossible! I've seen you turn into a catastrophe with my own eyes! Jem changed his disgust and anger and screamed in shock.

Minglong then said, "How is this possible? I saw it very clearly at the time, Yuehua cut off your head after a few words with you. ”

Torture Blade said casually, "Who told you that if your head is cut off, you will die?" ”

Hearing this, Minglong suddenly remembered the terrifying recovery ability of the torture blade at that time.

"The heart of my flesh is my heart." Tortureblade casually pointed at his chest.

Jem stared at the torture blade in shock, and even more anger and imbalance rushed over him after a wave of shock.

Gu Ming is still a normal person! But this torture blade! This is a lowly breed with an unsound soul! Or a filthy and filthy thing with a beastly nature of up to 90!

"Slaughter the King! Have you forgotten our oath? You're actually submissive to a who took your QJ! A filthy bastard! Jem asked sharply as he glared at the Slaughterer.

The dark eyes of the Slaughter Monarch looked at the angry Jem calmly, and then said lightly, "Jem, don't brainwash us with your radical thoughts. Our task is only to rid the catastrophe, not the human race. After receiving the seal of the God-King, I gradually realized that our goal had completely deviated from our original track. ”

"The original track?" Jem looked at the slaughtering king in disbelief, and scolded, "I think you have been brainwashed by this filthy and lowly bastard!" Those beastly humans are no different from disasters. If you want to completely exterminate the catastrophe, the first step is to eliminate them! He simply did not see the essence of our mission. ”

After hearing this, Torture Blade sneered, "Hehe, don't use your narrow values and worldview to come here and bark at me. You're not talking about animal nature, it's just a term called animal nature. True bestiality is simply an emotional form that has the instinctive nature of a beast. And the irony is that your current form is no different from that of a beast with no intelligence. Nothing but screaming and biting. ”

Hearing such a blatant sarcasm from Tortureblade, Jem looked extremely gloomy and roared, "Sophistry! This is here to quibble! ”

Torture Blade got up, looked at Jem indifferently and said, "Okay, I don't have time to talk about these useless things now. Don't you want to know what I want to do? ”

When Ming Long heard this, he instantly clenched his weapon and said in a low voice: "Ravaging and killing the Slaughterer in front of us is nothing more than a blow to my self-confidence, it seems that you plan to make us your subordinates?" ”

After hearing this, Torture Blade smiled lightly, "Minglong, you are quite smart. ”

"Fart! I'd rather die than surrender to you, a lowly bastard! Jem yelled menacingly.

Tortureblade turned his head to look at Jem with a hideous and angry face, and then slowly walked up to Jem, looking at him condescendingly.

"Don't use your ridiculous majesty to intimidate me, in my eyes, whatever you become, you're that lowly bastard!" Jem cracked his mouth open and smirked.

The torture blade slowly raised his hand and stabbed it casually.

Poof!

Blood splattered all over the ground.

Jem stared at the boss in disbelief, looking down at his chest in disbelief.

The straight palm pierced into his body like a sharp sword, and bursts of piercing pain kept coming.

"You... You..." Blood slowly flowed from Jem's mouth, and he stared at the torture blade speechless.

"Then go die!" Torture Blade said lightly.

"Torture Blade!" The moment Minglong beside him saw it, the extremely sharp short sword in his hand stabbed directly into the throat of the torture blade.

The torture blade's body suddenly disappeared like a gust of wind. The short sword pierced into the air, and Jem fell to his knees weakly, his face extremely pale.

At this time, Torture Blade sat beside the Slaughtering Monarch, picking up a towel to wipe the blood from his hands.

Minglong hurriedly hugged Jem's fallen body, his expression was full of grief and anger, staring at the torture blade and shouting, "Torture blade! What exactly do you want to do? ”

Torture Blade didn't speak, casually threw a black knife on the coffee table, and said lightly, "Naturally, it is a sanction for those who betray the Apocalypse God Clan." ”

Seeing this black knife, Minglong suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning. The continuous violent mood swings caused obvious cracks in Minglong's soul image, and then quickly fell apart.

Blood kept flowing out of the ****'s wound, Jem was sweating profusely, looking at the black knife with a pale face, and said with difficulty, "I know, I know!" You are sent by the calamity, and you are the worst calamity that has come to destroy us. Torture Blade! Someday, you will be punished. ”

Tortureblade looked at Jem with interest and said, "Do you know retribution?" So those women who were killed by your Spirit God Sect, and the human beings who were crushed and burned to death by you, did you think about the word retribution when you did this? ”

"That filthy bastard, kill them to purify the world." Jem's mouth was full of blood, but he still stubbornly roared.

After hearing this, Torture Blade turned his head to look at Minglong and said, "Do you think so too?" ”

Minglong bowed his head to treat Jem's wound and did not speak.

"Now that you are doing whatever you want, you have tarnished the reputation of the Apocalypse Protoss. So, I'll be here. So, you have to accept the sanctions! So both Cheng Tian and you will die. ”

Minglong gritted his teeth at this time and said, "Why! Why can you accept the slaughterer, but why won't you accept us? ”

"Who says I don't accept you? Your cruel and horrible minds have gone off the rails, and you six horsemen need to be cleansed! He didn't think he was doing anything wrong until he died, so there was no need for him to purify. So I sanctioned him and took back the glory of the God-King. And at this time, Jem is the same. The arrogant belief that what he is doing is right, that what he knows is the only truth, as if the whole world revolves around him. There is no need for such a selfish person to continue to exist. ”

"You, cough, cough, cough..." The lungs had been torn open by the hand of the torture blade, and Jem, who was angry again, suddenly let out a violent cough. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

Torture Blade looked at Minglong and continued, "But you are not the same as Slaughter Butcher. You still have your own persistence, and you have your own glory. You are not incorrigible. So now, without hesitation, I will kill Cheng Tian and Jem, and I will say this to you patiently, you should understand what I mean, right? ”

"But..." Minglong said, his face full of sadness, his hands covered in blood, and he kept stopping the bleeding from Jem's wound.

Tortureblade sat on the side, and said with a cold expression, "I can't save it." The blood had already filled his lungs, and because of the excessive anger just now, the blood had entered the lung organs. Within five minutes, he would have suffocated to death. ”

After hearing this, Minglong looked at the torture blade with a pleading face and asked, "Can you save him?" ”

Torture Blade shook his head lightly and said, "Impossible." ”

Minglong lowered his head miserably, looked at Jem with a painful face, and his whole body was constantly withdrawn, and muttered, "Jem..."

At this time, Jem already felt that life was gradually draining from his body, and he looked at Minglong with both eyes, and said with difficulty, "Kill, kill me!" ”

"Nope! No! Minglong hurriedly shook his head.

Jem's trembling hand squeezed Minglong's clothes tightly and said, "Kill, kill!" I, I don't want to die in this, this filthy..."

"No, no!" Minglong lowered his head, hugged Jem with both hands, and whispered.

Even the Slaughterer, who was very disgusted with Jem, turned his head and got up at this time, standing in front of the window with his arms crossed, looking at the scenery in the distance.

The six knights can be said to have grown up together since birth, read and write together, and exercised together to become stronger. It's a feeling that no one else can feel.

Suddenly, the air was filled with sadness and reluctance.

Sensing this, Tortureblade slowly stood up. He didn't like the atmosphere, and today he was here to sanction, not to see him off.

Walked up to Minglong and pulled out the Kinghunter Sword behind his back.

Swish!

Under the light, a dark shadow flashed.

Subsequently, under Minglong's gaze, Jem's throat was directly sliced.

His throat was sliced, and Jem's unwilling eyes first looked at the torture blade, and then fell on the body of the slayer in the distance.

The hand slowly lifted, as if to touch the beautiful back.

The Slaughter Butcher seemed to sense something, and slowly turned his head.

When he saw the indifferent face of the Slaughterer, Jem's eyes slowly dimmed, and he died completely.

Along with Jem's death, Tortureblade's Kinghunter stabbed directly into Jem's head.

"What are you doing!? He's dead! Minglong glared at the torture blade angrily at this time and yelled.

Torture said indifferently, "I know. Bursts of evil qi came from the sword into Jem's head, and then a transparent spirit body was pulled out by these evil qi.

Then, this vague spiritual power directly followed the evil qi into the mouth of the skeleton on the King Hunter's Sword and disappeared.

"Don't you even spare his soul?" Minglong asked sluggishly.

Torture Blade put away his sword and said flatly, "Your spirit is connected to the soul. If I want to take back the brilliance of the God-King, which is your spiritual treasure, I must crush my soul. ”

With that, Tortureblade bent down and took the beautiful ring from Jem's hand.

Jem is completely dead, both in body and in soul.

Minglong sat there sluggishly, watching Jem's corpse motionless.

Torture Blade walked up to the Slaughter Butcher and said, "Just watch it if you want, don't suppress your emotions." ”

After hearing this, Slaughter Jun glanced at the side of the torture blade, then turned around silently, sat down beside Jem with his hands and knees, looked at her quietly, and did not speak.

Looking at the two people beside Jem, Torture Blade muttered, "Jem, after you die, there are still friends who miss you and mourn you, and you can be regarded as a well-deserved death." ”

After saying that, Torture Blade looked at the dark night sky and said to himself, "If one day, when I die, will there be friends who will sit next to me and watch me like this?" ”

Talking in his mouth, thinking in his heart. Under the moon, the faces of Yuelan, Liu Zheng, Zhang Yuanshan, Deng Heng and others slowly appeared in his mind.

After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of Torture Blade's mouth and said, "There will be." ”

(To be continued.) )