Chapter 53: How to Die?
As Xia Huang's words fell, the atmosphere on the scene seemed to be frozen, becoming stagnant and cold.
"Hmph, when death is on the verge of death, he is still pretending. You still think about how you will die. I promise, you'll die a memorable death. β
The bandit leader's expression was as cold as frost, originally, a group of them came with a bang, thinking that they could be full of harvest, who would have thought that now, four bandits died violently, and they were pointed at and asked "how do you want to die", which makes the bandit leader who has always been arrogant, how can he bear it?
The mace in his hand shook violently, and the body of the bandit leader swelled, and the hair was like a needle, becoming like a beast, and his arrogance was released, exuding an incomparably manic and violent aura, blowing the yellow sand around him to scatter.
The leader of the bandits stepped out, jumped like a beast, dragged his mace, and killed Xia Huang!
With five fingers on Xia Huang's right hand, the dragon swirling sword floated up, suspended in the air.
The tip of the sword trembled, and it was aimed at the bandit leader.
Whoosh! The dragon whirlwind sword was like lightning, and it galloped out towards the leader of the bandits.
Burst!
Laugh at!
A sword mark lingers in the air, like a line, dividing the yin and yang of heaven and earth.
The bandit leader's body shook, rushed forward a few steps, and was suddenly stunned, the mace in his hand froze on the ground, and his eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
The dragon swirl sword peeked through his back, and the sword marks drank the blood, turning into a red thread.
Immediately, a large stream of blood spurted out of the chest of the bandit leader, mixed with broken organs and flesh, spraying all over the ground like a spring.
The leader of the bandits fell to the ground.
The mace also fell to the side.
The fifth bandit, the leader of the bandits, fell to the ground and was ambushed.
Quiet all around.
The leader of the bandits died too quickly, too crisply, so that people couldn't react for a while.
Died like that?
It doesn't feel real.
"Next, it's your turn. β
Xia Huang's eyes turned to Zhao Xuan.
"What?" Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth, stared at Xia Huang, and said with a gloomy expression: "What kind of evil art did you use? These are useless to me!"
"Crazy Demon Killing!"
In the roar, Zhao Xuan stepped up, the iron shovel in his hand turned violently, and the body of the wedge spun up like a prayer building, bursting out of black aura rings, and between the rotations, it seemed that there were countless faces changing, drawing out gloomy exercises, and slamming down towards Xia Huang.
Like a madman, he wants to kill people's souls.
Xia Huang stretched out his hand and held the dragon swirl sword, the sword qi rolled and emerged, evolving endlessly, thousands of ways, thousands of ways, like Xiao Xiao falling leaves, endless, light and shadow intertwined, facing Zhao Xuan, rolling and jumping out.
Chiba sword skills!
Swords collided, and light splashed.
The figures of Xia Huang and Zhao Xuan were staggered, and countless lights splashed around them, like a blazing sun cracking and erupting, reflecting that people couldn't open their eyes.
The sound of a body being torn apart kept coming out.
Another fierce collision.
Zhao Xuan staggered back, and then tore sword marks on his body, and he didn't know how many swords he had been cut by the sword qi, and the criss-crossing sword marks, like dense silk threads, covered his whole body, gushing blood, and in an instant, dyed his entire body red.
Zhao Xuan opened his mouth, his throat "ho ho", as if he wanted to say something, but he never said anything, his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground on his back.
The wind blew Zhao Xuan's broken robe, and it was bleak.
Quiet all around.
Looking at the bandit leader and Zhao Xuan who fell to the ground, Bai Lao and the guards were stunned, as if petrified. All this, like a dream, makes people can't believe it.
"Zhao Xuan, bastard, is he really dead?"
A warrior rubbed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth.
"Don't come here, or I'll kill her!"
A hysterical, high-pitched sound broke the silence.
Wang Peixia hugged Ye Xiaoxiao's neck, the sharp knife in her hand was tightly pressed against her waist, her eyes were bloodshot, staring at Xia Huang fiercely, and roared.
At this time, she still had to resist and refuse to repent.
"If you kill her or not, what does it have to do with me?"
Xia Huang looked at Wang Peixia lightly, walked step by step, and said: "Just because of one sentence, I decided that I despised her maidservant, so distrustful of me, such a person, do you think I will care? Is she herself looking at the wrong person, who is to blame? Do you want me to be responsible for her life and death? I don't have this leisure." β
"You, don't come over again, I'm going to kill her!"
Wang Peixia roared wildly, and the sharp knife in her hand had stabbed into Ye Xiaoxiao's waist, and the blood oozed out, staining her white clothes red.
"You kill me, it's my fault, it's my fault that I'm too naΓ―ve, it's my fault that I think we're like sisters, but I never really understand you, I don't really see you clearly......" Ye Xiaoxiao frowned, both painful and sad, tears fell from her eyes, and she sobbed.
"Shut up!"
"Okay, if you want to die, then let's die together!"
Seeing that Xia Huang was still approaching step by step, Wang Peixia's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and she clenched the sharp knife in her hand suddenly, wanting to end Ye Xiaoxiao's life with one stab.
Suddenly, she stiffened.
A sword tip peeked through her brow.
The dragon swirl sword pierced through the back of Wang Peixia's head, pierced her skull, and penetrated through the center of her eyebrows.
"You ......"
Wang Peixia's eyes widened, looking at Xia Huang, with a look of confusion and despair. She kept staring at Xia Huang, but she didn't notice that the Dragon Spiral Sword was already ambushed behind her.
With a snort, the dragon swirl sword was drawn.
Suddenly, hot blood shot out, Wang Peixia's head shook, the sharp knife in her hand fell, and her body fell straight backwards, slamming to the ground. He still stared at a pair of eyes wide, looking at the sky, and he didn't bat his eyes.
This city is like the deep sea, a ruthless and vicious maid in Tsing Yi, and thus ushered in the end of her life.
A man dies like a lamp goes out, and all calculations and plans pass away like the wind.
Ye Xiaoxiao was sprayed with blood, and this encounter also made her exhausted, and she couldn't support it anymore, so she sat down on the ground limply.
"Miss!"
Bai Lao, all the guards finally reacted and hurriedly rushed over.
"Big brother, are you okay?" Gu Xiaoman ran over, touched Xia Huang's body with his little hand, and asked with a concerned expression.
"It's fine. Xia Huang smiled and rubbed Gu Xiaoman's head.
Thundered......
At this moment, there was a sudden dull roar in the air, as if someone was beating the drums of war, and the originally sunny and hot weather turned out to be dim in an instant, and the dark clouds were like a tide, surging and converging, and the wind and rain were coming, pouring in.
The wind blew the yellow sand and fluttered.
"Is it finally here?"
"Heavenly punishment. β
Looking at the sky that had become dull as ink, Xia Huang's eyes condensed slightly.
Legend has it that the Extreme Realm is a taboo, and once someone touches this taboo, it will trigger heavenly punishment. Some people also say that this is a test of heaven, and if you pass this test, you will be able to leap across the border, and you will also obtain the forbidden text of the ancestral rune. But if you don't pass this test, it will be,
Death is gone.