"Educate this rookie who doesn't know the height of the sky!" In the crowd, a group of people cheered.

Tortureblade listened to the shouts, discussions, and threats of these people, and the anger between his eyebrows gradually emerged.

"One last chance, get out of the way." Tortureblade whispered.

"Hahaha, this year's rookie is really arrogant!" A young man with an iron rod laughed, strode forward, and struck the blade behind it.

Syllable!

Torture Blade casually raised his hand and easily grabbed the young man's iron rod, his eyes slowly sweeping over everyone's faces.

"Mockery, malice, disgust, banter..." Tortureblade's keen mind read the expressions in the eyes of these men.

The young man who was holding the iron rod looked furious and scolded, "Damn SB, you dare to fight back!?" You're in for a treat! ”

At the same time, several young men in the back picked up big sticks at the same time and smashed them at the torture blade.

Torture Blade's face gradually turned hideous, and he whispered, "I really hate humans!" ”

"Shoot him!" One suddenly yelled. Then, as if they had received some order, everyone rushed to the Torture Blade at the same time.

Sparky clasped his hands on his chest, leaning leisurely against a wall, smiling at the besieged Torture Blade.

"None of the people who offend the Baruka family can survive in Apocalypse City."

Surrounded by a crowd of people, a large number of iron rods and fists were struck at the torture blade.

Torture Blade's face was extremely hideous, and the warnings of Deng Heng and Frannie to him gradually disappeared in his mind, and he whispered to himself, "Evil ghosts don't care about people's lives or deaths."

As he spoke, he flicked his hands, and two hideous moon-scar darts appeared on his hands.

The terrifying flesh then kicks in. The tremendous force generated by the muscle contraction made the arms of the torture blade easily shake off the claws of the people around them.

And the consequence of wielding it... is unusually bloody.

Poof!

Two arcs of silver light flashed, forming a silver arc around the torture blade.

After the silver light, there was a splattering of wanton blood and a dozen flying heads in the air.

呲呲呲...

More than a dozen columns of blood spewed more than a meter high, and then rained down on the bodies of others.

Everyone besieging Torture Blade was stunned, they really couldn't react to what was attacking.

Click...

Several iron rods were slowly broken from the middle, and the smooth cross-section seemed to be like mercury, and there were no scratches to be seen.

The falling blood stained Tortureblade's bare head red. Dye his bright red uniform a dark red.

The three scars on the left side of his face slowly became bloodshot, and when he closed his left eye, his crimson right eye swept through the rest of the people, and then made a hoarse voice like a demon.

"Use your blood to appease my anger."

Without waiting for everyone to react, the torture blade waved with both hands, and the two-moon dart in his hand flew up and down.

Breaking free from the shackles of Deng Heng and Frannie's morality on him, the terrifying and violent murderous nature of the torture blade was completely exposed.

In the blink of an eye, more than two dozen people gathered around the torture blade were slaughtered.

The mutilated corpse fell limply to the ground, a huge amount of blood splattered on the ground. The strong smell of blood even covered the toilet with the smell and stench.

The crowd watching the trouble on the periphery suddenly came back to their senses at this time, and then roared in a hurry.

"Enemy attack! Disaster strikes! ”

A heart-rending roar rang out throughout the training area.

The nearby team members heard the sound and hurried back to the locker room to get their own spiritual certificates.

Tortureblade stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood off his face, glared at his scarlet right eye, and muttered, "Angry cravings are not satisfied!" ”

After saying that, his body rushed out like a sharp sword.

Ahhh

Everywhere the shadows passed, there were screams and fallen corpses.

Spark, who was in the distance, was also stunned by the sudden change.

"Kill him!" In the next second, Sparker gave a command to the young man from before.

But there was no reply.

When I turned my head to look, I saw the young man's body lying on the ground in a different place.

It all happened so fast that he didn't even react to activate the Spirit Sense.

"What a crap!"

Sparker yelled, and quickly turned around and ran into the locker room.

"Haha, this damn bitch, you will definitely die this time!" Walking down the road, Spark's face was excited.

He had finally found a valid reason to kill the death blade.

"Help! Help me! ”

At this time, the crowd that had just gathered to watch the torture blade scattered, and their faces were pale as they ran, screaming as if they were being chased by a plague dragon.

Tortureblade slowly stopped, his crimson eyes swept around, and then locked onto Spark's back.

In the next second, his body turned into an arrow and shot at Spark.

The sudden murderous aura alerted Spark, and years of combat experience made him instinctively dodge to the side.

Ahh

Sparker screamed.

At this point, Spark's face was sliced through the base of his right ear by the Torture Blade's moon dart and slashed diagonally along his face, slicing Spark's entire facial bone open while shredding Spark's left eye.

If it hadn't been for his timely dodge, the blade of the torture blade would have sliced his head in half.

Puff...

It wasn't just his head that hurt, it was his body that hurt.

The high-speed dashing blade faced his sudden dodge, and there was no chance to change direction. So the torture blade stretched out his hands in desperation, and one knife sliced into Spark's head, and the other sliced through his right waist, diagonally upward, and at the same time sliced his kidneys, stomach, sternum, liver, lungs, and nearly his heart.

At this time, Sparky felt that his eyes had been covered in blood, and his head was violently dizzy, and a terrifying feeling of suffocation swept over his feelings.

"Dead, I was actually killed by a," Sparker fell to the ground with blood spurting from his chest, thinking vaguely in his heart.

Thump!

The body of the torture blade hit the ground, and it rolled ten meters away before slowly stopping.

Just now, both hands are attacking to one side at the same time, causing the Torture Blade to lose all of its balance.

Slowly stood up, covered in blood, and his hideous face like a demon gradually returned to calm.

Slicing through Spark's body finally satisfied Tortureblade's fury.

Clenching the dart, the blade lunged forward again.

He knew that Sparky wasn't dead yet, so he was going to kill him quickly and never again.

Sou!

A blinding white light flashed, and Torture Blade hurriedly withdrew his dart and blocked it.

Rumble!

The blinding white light struck the torture blade's dart with ten thousand powers. The huge force directly knocked the body of the torture blade back more than thirty meters, and then slammed into the wall of the training room.

The muscles of his whole body slowly squirmed, gradually releasing the impact and vibration of the wall on his body, licking the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the torture blade stood up and looked over there.

More than a dozen youths with large-caliber firearms were facing them. The one who had just attacked him was one of the young men with a shoulder cannon.

Not far from the training room.

Yuexia, who had just rested for a while, suddenly felt a violent vibration, and hurriedly stood up and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The instructor scolded indifferently, "Concentrate on practice, it's none of your business!" ”

"Oh no! Oh no! Someone's crazy! I've already killed more than twenty team members. ”

At this moment, a young man with a pale face and a panicked expression ran in and yelled out of breath.

When the instructor heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter!?" ”

The young man gasped and said, "One of the team members is crazy!" He's crazy! He killed more than two dozen team members in the toilet, and now everyone in the neighborhood has gone to suppress it, and reinforcements are needed! He's horrible! It must be a disaster! It must be a disaster, otherwise there would be no one who could use his body against the spirits! ”

The instructor nodded, turned his head and grabbed his spirit and was about to go out. I saw Yuexia and Yuelan take off their protective clothing and rush out in a hurry.

"Hey! Hold it! Rookie! Do you two want to clean the toilet too!? The instructor yelled.

But at this time, Yuexia and Yuelan didn't have time to pay attention to him.

The running Tsukishita had a worried look on his face, and muttered "Torture Blade..."

Yue Lan looked at her sister's expression at this time, although he was also worried, but he found out. My sister's expression has surpassed the worries between friends.

At the same time, the news spread like a raging wind throughout the Seven Killings Division.

When Lin Yun and Quisi, who were training, heard the news, they turned pale at the same time, and then ran out frantically.

On the west side, after hearing the news, Khakass, who was teaching the newcomers, gradually turned gloomy, and then launched the spirit book and ran out.

When Luo Hu and Iru heard this, they looked at each other and rushed out.

Everyone who knew the Torture Blade ran out at the same time when they heard the news.

In the process of hurrying, they found that in front of them, a series of more than a dozen meteors rose from the ground and flew into the sky.

Next to the toilet, it was already a Shura hell at this time.

Blood stained not only the ground, but also the walls of nearby houses.

The corpses were everywhere, and the internal organs were overflowing.

When the members of the Seven Kills Division who rushed to see such a scene, their faces turned pale and their legs trembled. Even some girls couldn't help it at all and bent over and threw up.

Ahhhhh

On top of the corpse, with a scream, a young man who didn't have time to activate the spirit was cut off by the torture blade.

At this time, the torture blade gasped and stood there covered in blood. A pair of dark, emotionless eyes swept indifferently over these people's faces, and made a flat voice, "There are still people, do you want to die?" ”

Everyone clenched the weapons in their hands, their faces were pale and resentful, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Tortureblade silently turned his head and walked towards Spark.

As soon as he took two steps, the torture blade's body shook, and he stumbled.

At this point, the blade was already extremely weak. I ate a shell before, and not only the skin of my arms was burned, but my internal organs were also affected.

In addition, the blade had two deep stab wounds on his left arm, and three bullet holes in his right shoulder. These are the wounds left from the battle with the Seven Kills Division who just arrived.

But none of these are the deadliest, the deadliest is that the Torture Blade is dizzy.

The damage inflicted on him by the Slaughter Monarch a few days ago made him bleed a lot. In three days, although the physical injuries have recovered, the missing blood has not made up for it.

The timid crowd in the distance saw the fatigue of the torture blade and yelled, "He can't do it!" ”

As he spoke, he rushed over.

The confused spirit of the torture blade barely bit the tip of his tongue, gritted his teeth, and the darts in both hands shot out suddenly.

Poof! Poof!

The deadly dart instantly cut through the first few people who were running at the front.

The crowd who was about to rush forward suddenly stopped, looked frightened and slowly retreated.