At the beginning, the demon who was patrolling around turned his head and galloped towards the hazy autumn rain, but the direction he ran was opposite to the direction from which Begonia was walking, and the demon soldier was not ready to fight but fled. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This was ordered by the captain of the squad, and although he was very unwilling, he had to bring the news back to the barracks, and the Terrans intervened in the matter!

"Are you leaving?"

Haitang had an inexplicable hatred for the demons in his heart, he couldn't remember clearly, but he remembered that Baguio said that these demons slaughtered their village!

This is hatred! Even if this continuous autumn rain never stops, it will never wash away hatred! Such hatred can only be done with a knife! Use the blood of demons to pay tribute to the dead ghosts.

His knife was unsheathed, no, his knife was not unsheathed, so it was not unsheathed, but he raised the knife and sent it forward.

He couldn't remember the name of this style, but when he raised the knife, the wind and rain moved, the autumn wind sent the autumn rain, and the whole world was a knife!

The three demons had only raised half of their weapons, and before they even had time to spread out in formation and unfold the Pinzi Siege and Killing Formation, the autumn rain came.

The autumn rain is mixed with the autumn wind, and the autumn wind is mixed with the knife intent, which is a knife that starts in the autumn wind but blends into the autumn rain.

The knife in the hand of the begonia is bright, the blade is bright, the natural blood is splashed in all directions, and the turquoise blood is sprayed in the autumn rain, although it is only a flash in the pan, but the technique of splashing ink is in the autumn rain to bloom a piece of their unique beauty, although this beauty is a little hideous.

The fleeing demons didn't even hear the sound of fighting, but because of the sensitivity of their noses, they had already smelled the special smell of their demon blood.

The smell was so strong that even under such heavy rain, it reached his nose, making it seem as if a sword hung in his heart, and the word frightened could not have been more suitable for him.

The sword intent in the autumn wind and autumn rain did not stop at all because he cut off the three hideous heads, because he had to die, so the wind and rain were so manic that it crossed the haze of the sky.

From a distance, it looks like the illusion that the sea and the sky are connected into a line, and in an instant, the wind and rain of the whole sky go in one direction, and the sword intent changes the laws of nature, and the rain seems to fall not from the sky but from the ground.

The running demon soldier seemed so small under the pressure of heaven and earth, he could feel the chill from the wind and rain behind him, that chill was sharp, it could split him into countless pieces in an instant, and the death of a corpse should be the most appropriate consequence to describe.

He didn't give up, he was still running, running before the wind and rain, but the whole world was wind and rain, like a tsunami sweeping by the sea, how could he escape when he was so small?

But as if by the providence of the heavens, the rain suddenly became more manic, and became irregular, and the wind no longer went in one direction but raged in a messy manner.

This knife was confused, because the person holding the knife was not in the right state, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth with a flushed face, and the severe pain in his chest made him unable to even lift the knife and how to cut out the knife intent.

The autumn wind of heaven and earth is manic, the autumn rain is all over the sky, and the sword intent is also dispersed with the wind, and this continuous autumn rain returns to the control of nature and falls with the sky.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was washed by the autumn rain and finally turned into nothing, his steps were a little faltering, but in the end he still endured the pain in his chest and ran.

He was so fast that he even brought a long curtain of rain with him in the rain, and the rain fluttered in the direction he was running, because he was so fast that the wind that ran affected the direction in which the autumn rain fell.

The slightly relaxed demon clan calmly looked back because of the collapse of the autumn rain, and this time he only saw the trend of the wind and rain change, and the person was running in the wind and rain, so fast.

He carried a knife like a demon from hell, but he forgot that he was the real demon!

He was really scared, because he was too powerful in the rain, and he knew that the teammates who got along day and night were powerful, and he could only be a master of breaking the void realm if he could kill the three of them in seconds.

In the face of the master of the Terran Void Breaking Realm, what else could he do but escape?

But will he be able to escape?

He was fast, but how could he outrun the man who was chasing him in the rain?

He knew that he couldn't run so he thought he should take out the pride of the demon warrior, he turned his head, his hideous expression, and angry roar were hiding the fear in his heart, he raised a sword the size of the sword in Xiao Zhang's hand, and slashed away.

The sword and the sword struck, and the demon soldier's hideous expression became a little softened, and then he became very surprised!

His sword was holding his sword steadily, even though it had a scar on it that was almost cut off!

He deserves to be the elite soldier of the demon race, and he subconsciously kicked it.

He only used five points of strength for this kick, but something incredible happened to him again, he actually kicked the Terran master who was regarded as a devil in his heart and flew ten meters away.

How can it be so weak?

He was only stunned for a moment, but he brandished the giant sword that was about to be broken but could not be broken, and slashed towards Haitang angrily.

Begonia couldn't wield the knife anymore, so he didn't use the knife, he quietly stared at the huge figure rushing in, splashing muddy water, disrupting the autumn rain.

When the sword was about to touch him, he was so lightly sideways, sideways to dodge the sword, and then he wrapped around the body of the demon soldier, what he did was very simple, because he was very fast, so he jumped up, over the tall body of the demon soldier, and then his left hand held the black armor on the shoulder of the demon soldier, stabilized his body, and then his hands wrapped around the neck of the demon soldier.

The neck is the most fragile, as long as it is broken.

All this went smoothly, but after all, his strength was insufficient, so the demon soldier got a chance to resist, he rushed towards the boulder on the side, and when he was about to hit it, he turned around instantly.

It was a black stone, a black stone six meters high, but such a hard black stone was smashed into pieces, as if it had been smashed by a wild and ferocious beast, it was terrifying.

Begonia's movements did not change in any way because of the pain, although his brows were slightly raised, but his arms gradually tightened like pythons, and you could even hear the sound of his arms rubbing against the black armor on his neck.

Begonia's arms are a little deformed, that is the tendency of the bones to break, the demon soldiers are still struggling, but the eyes that stand up are already full of blood red, and the cervical vertebrae have been broken, although he is not dead, but he is not far from death.

Shouldn't my demon body be the most powerful?

No matter how loud Qiu Yu's voice was, he heard the sound of the human bones shattering behind him, why was his arm still so strong? Could it be that he was really a devil who would not die without pain!

He's always forgotten one thing, the devil? Isn't that supposed to describe the demons?

However, he couldn't remember this incident, because as the sound of the autumn rain in his ears gradually weakened, his eyes finally became godless, and he couldn't escape the result of being buried by this autumn rain in the end.

(To be continued.) )