"Kill it, off this old guy, and we're both done. ”

"Shit, it's not certain who lives and who dies. ”

'Old man' kills the red eye, no matter what kind of sword demon the is, the sword saint. Tonight, he swore to kill this fang to avenge the severed finger three hundred years ago.

"Brute, die. ”

The ancestor swung his knife to cut off the bloody tentacles, and volleyed angrily. The moment the knife was raised, the blood-colored murderous aura on the blade turned into the shape of a dragon and a tiger in the air.

Scarlet Demon Dragon, Dark Demon Tiger.

"What's this, that's special...... The dragon and the tiger kill the sky. "'Seven' can't help but shiver through his backbone.

Let's ask the thousands of martial arts cultivators, who would dare to eat a sword demon's famous killing move. Forehead..... Who's going to be 'seven' doesn't know, he doesn't dare anyway.

'Seven' waved a fan to create a thunder curtain, pulled up the 'old man' and retreated to the mountains and forests.

“.. Roar..."

“.. Aang..."

Under the roar of the tiger and the dragon, there were two more cracks nearly 100 zhang long at the entrance of the village. The Thunder Curtain, the Mountain of White Bones, everything that stood in front of the knife turned into a smear of ashes.

The matter was so big that several old men left the village in search of their voices.

"This, this is.... What's wrong. ”

"Who are you, lad. ”

"Third uncle, what kind of eyes do you have, isn't this the ancestor. ”

"Ancestor, why is this cow baby dead? ”

Several old men were frightened and had a little inexplicable excitement. Maybe it's the first time the old man has lived most of his life to see such a big scene.

On the other hand, the ancestor secretly screamed badly.

He didn't want to kill in front of the village, but unfortunately, the two old dogs pressed too hard, so he lost his mind for a while. If the two of them will bring disaster to the east, it will affect the people in the village.....

"Shout something, go back to sleep. ”

"Ancestor, what are you doing? ”

Seeing this scene, 'Seven' and 'Lao Yu' went and returned.

"What an ancestor, what a good grandson. ”

"Get out, get out"

Old Ancestor glanced at the mountain village, and then at the Eagle Guard, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Jie Ji, a filial grandson. ”

The 'old man' strode over with his hands behind his back and said with a strange smile: "Ancestor, if the little old man demolishes your nest, you say, will you be heartbroken?" However, having said that, you don't let the two of me enter the village, for fear of harming them. ”

The old ancestor pretended to be calm and said coldly: "If you dare to touch the village, the old man will definitely crush your skull." ”

"Yo, the slave family is so scared. "The old man's heart is inexplicably excited.

No, no, he was excited, it was an exuberance that came from his bones, and his silent heart fell into a perverted pleasure again.

"Excuse me, please kill Lao Tzu quickly. With that, he rushed to the village.

"Brute, you're looking for death. ”

The old ancestor was like a madman, and strode forward with his sword. If this mad dog is released into the village, I am afraid that none of the dozens of people in the village will be spared.

At this moment, 'Seven' stepped forward to stop his way.

"Lord Dao, it's better for you to stay. 'Seven' paid attention to it in his heart, and sneered: "Little Lao'er just borrowed your village to take a look, so you don't have to bother you to run it yourself." ”

"Get out, death to those who stop me. ”

The ancestor's heart was like fire, but if he stood in the way, he could only break it with a knife.

"Bang"

In the air, several thunder spears smashed between the two.

'Seven' turned his back and pretended to be indifferent, and said: "The old man said, you are old, it is better to stay." Otherwise, don't blame me....."

"Miscellaneous pieces, you die first. "The murderous aura in the ancestor's body surged, and he swung his knife and slashed out a sword dragon.

A hint of banter flashed in Seven's eyes, if it weren't for his sincere play, how could this old devil be easily angry. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the 'Seven' feather fan waved lightly, and a wisp of thunder flame quietly drilled out of the void.

"Thunder Burns Heart"

After saying that, the ancestor burst out of his heart with a pale thunder flame for no reason.

"Lord Knife, what is the old man's means. The banter on 'Seven's face was even worse, and he said: "Lei Yan uses people's anger as firewood and people's hearts as furnaces to kill people invisibly." However, the villain kindly reminds you that you are old, and it is time to put away your anger. ”

"Chop .... Despicable"

The ancestor said bitterly: "Little miscellaneous, I don't know, have you heard this sentence?" ”

The little old man is in his hands, and I'm afraid that you will be a dying knife demon.

"Oh"

'Seven' paced forward, stroked the feather fan and jokingly said in the posture of a victor: "Lord Dao, your old teachings, the boy will definitely listen to them." ”

"The villain died from talking too much" The ancestor's face was flushed like blood, and he still disdained to laugh.

"What, you cut off your heart. ”

At this time, 'Seven' realized that the old thing had cut off his heart and wanted to burn his jade. However, as early as a few breaths ago, the knife in the ancestor's hand had slashed towards his neck.

"Click"

The knife fell, and a fishy smell stained the night sky red.

It's a pity that 'Seven' is still alive.

At the moment when the knife was cut down, 'Seven' turned sideways to the limit, and narrowly pulled away half a foot of his body. The man was not dead, but he was missing an arm.

Well, flash cheat treatment, not a loss.

At the same time, the two returned to sacrifice a killing move.

"Sword Soul, Extinguish"

Old Ancestor raised his sword high and spat out a mouthful of blood on the blade.

Suddenly, there was a lot of blood on the blade, and a minotaur more than two feet old drilled out from the edge of the knife. It is armed with a ghost-headed knife, and its horns are fierce and fierce.

'Seven' took two steps back and drew a strange golden spell in mid-air.

"Thor Descends"

The thunderclouds above surged rapidly, and a golden-armored thunder god appeared in the sky. He is nine feet tall and nine inches high, carrying nine thunder spears, a flat crown on his head, and a one-horned two-winged thunder snake on his feet.

The next moment, the minotaur angrily raised the ghost-headed knife and slashed at the Thor above.

What Thor, this thing is just a puppet spirit. However, it is rumored that the gods of antiquity are immortal and immortal. Even if it were to imitate a puppet spirit, its power would not be comparable to that of ordinary spells.

"Remnant, why do you survive? "'Seven' harnessed the god of thunder with his soul thoughts, and sacrificed three thunder spears to face the battle.

In just a few rounds, the Minotaur was scattered.

"Sword Demon, you are already at the end of your crossbow, why struggle in vain. ”

"Miscellaneous, within ten breaths, you will die. ”

The old ancestors burned their hearts and thundered in the fire, and they cut off their hearts to save their lives. At this point, the vitality in the body is gradually gone, the heart is dead, and the battle is intensifying.

"Chasing the Waves of Nine Folds"

Where the knife fell, a sea of knives condensed out. The sea of swords was like substance, and layers of swords poured out of the night sky, accompanied by a crimson murderous aura rolling into the sky.

“.. Poof..."

The thunder god was annihilated in the sword wave, and the 'seven' divine soul was also severely damaged.

At this time, there was a terrible shout in the mountain village. The 'old man' wantonly sprinkled the resentment in his heart for hundreds of years on the simple villagers.

"You.... You devil...."

“.. Brute, you don't have to die well....."

"No, don't.... , old man....."

Soon, the fishy sweet blood that floated behind him choked people. Desperate, unwilling to scream, although close at hand, but he wants to pierce his eyes, his heart is broken.

"I'm sorry, my relatives, I didn't protect you. ”

"Snow someone is worthy of the sky, but in the end, he is ashamed of the ancestors. ”

The ancestor shed two lines of blood and tears, and knelt down at the entrance of the village three times. After getting up, the ancestor's face was colorless, like a walking corpse.

Suddenly, he stabbed with a backhand, and the blade pierced the heart.

Blood splattered more than three feet high.

But the strange thing was that the three-foot blood turned into a blood-colored mist, and quickly fused with the murderous qi in his body.

"Sacrificial Knife - Decisive Decision"

At this moment, 'Seven' only felt that his hair was cold, as if a sharp killing force had locked on him.

"Old thing, do you have to fight for both. "'Seven' turned around and tried to flee for his life. But no matter how much he dodged, there was always the illusion of a blade hanging high around his neck.

"Okay, Lao Tzu is dead, and you have to live. "'Seven' understands that this time the old thing has moved to kill.

Immediately, 'Seven' stopped fighting head-on, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of essence blood at Lei Yun, and shouted: "Thunder spell, soul destroying." At the same time, he crushed the feather fan in his hand and shouted: "Lei Lingjia, protect me thoroughly." ”

Lei Mang made a masterpiece, and a golden thunder armor condensed on his body.

At this moment, the blood mist turned into a dilapidated guillotine above Seven's head, and the crimson murderous aura turned into a dog-headed guillotine.

"Boom"

A blood-colored silver thunder fell from the thunderclouds.

The ancestor did not dodge, and let the blood lightning hit the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Click"

The dog's head was cut down with a knife, and the thunder armor was annihilated, but 'Seven' was unharmed.

"Haha, old thing, you didn't kill Lao Tzu with this move, it's a pity that ....." he sneered before he could finish it, and a dog-headed guillotine appeared in the sky again.

At this time, 'Seven' finally despaired.

I, Lei someone, have been fighting horses all my life, and I never thought that I would fall here today.

"Click"

Another knife fell, and a big head rolled off.

Sacrificial sword technique, holy rules. The knife dyes the blood, does the way for the sky, sacrifices a knife, and never dies. To date, no one has ever escaped for their lives under this technique.

At the same time, the 'old man' slaughtered the last young child, and then came out with the bone sickle.

"Boom, the blood of your people is so fresh. ”

The 'old man' raised his head and laughed maniacally, and said: "Sword Demon, my own people let the enemy slaughter in front of me, how does it feel like." ”

"Tsk, you must be heartbroken. However, Lao Tzu was comfortably tight. ”

"Look at the blood of these nearly 100 people, how delicious ..... are"

"Back then, Lao Tzu was so high-spirited, but why did I meet you, a freak. ”

"A knife, you used a knife.... ruined Lao Tzu's life...."

"Thief God, Lao Tzu thanks your mother, let Lao Tzu take revenge. ”

“... I never thought about it.... I just met you....."

The 'old man' became more and more crazy in his mouth to eat human blood, sometimes he raised his head and laughed, sometimes he cried with self-pity, like a hysterical patient.

"If it weren't for you, how could Lao Tzu be reduced to a slave...."

Suddenly, the ancestor's eyes were red. I don't know where it came from, and let him sacrifice the last knife of life.

"Dragon and Tiger Kill the Sky"

Under the night sky, a dragon and a tiger soared into the sky.

Under the roar of the tiger and the dragon, the 'old man' came back to his senses and hurriedly blocked the sea of blood in front of him. However, the sword demon's killing move was at the head, and all the resistance was so vulnerable.

"Poof"

Demon Dragon, Demon Tiger tore through all obstacles, piercing his chest.

"Old dog, tonight's revenge with a knife, Lao Tzu will definitely come to report it another day. "The 'old man' sacrificed all the life-saving holy things, and then desperately fled back to the mountains and forests.

At this point, the mountain village returned to dead silence.