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The blood formed flowers are just blooming, without any sound.

The Feng Mo knife in his hand stood horizontally, without the slightest tremor, and there were countless delicate flowers formed by blood reflected on it. And along the smooth and graceful arc, the blood is condensing at a constant speed, dripping down.

The scarlet in his eyes had vanished, as if blood had penetrated deep into the dirt. The surface is invisible, but the dirt on this side has turned a scarlet patch.

Wang Shi does not move, here is a still painting.

The breeze that came from nowhere, trembling and blowing a few strands of hair that hung down, immediately fled in a hurry.

The heart is cold, but the body is hot, this feeling is a little uncomfortable, maybe it can be better if you close your eyes, but Wang Shi opened his eyes and contained all the blood, looking at this still bloody world. Only the occasional fluttering hair in front of me seems to prove that this is not a static world.

It seemed that a long time had passed, Feng Mo's knife was put into the sheath, Wang Shi turned around, and everything returned to normal.

Now Wang Shi knows that everything has changed, and he is no longer the hesitant Wang Shi he used to be. The corpses of the five hundred people in front of him, the magnificent picture depicted, completely woke him up.

If these people were killed when they were in Qiannan City, then there would never be this incident happening now. In the future, if we let a similar enemy go, we don't know what kind of disaster it will cause. The friends around me may die tragically because of their kindness in the future.

This is the ordinary majority, and it is absolutely impossible to simply try to tolerate them with kindness, but to let these people take advantage of them.

Only with naked and bloody killing can people stop, make people feel deeply afraid, and no one will rush up again.

In the hand, it is always a knife.

Someone else is holding a knife, but you are also holding a knife.

Only by making others realize that your knife is so sharp will they not think about it.

Most of them are so ignorant.

Only by sting them will they come to their senses.

The four of them, who had been absolutely still, were finally able to catch their breath, but what they inhaled was thick blood, which made people feel a little sick.

All the shouts in their hearts had already been shouted, Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke had also exhausted all their strength, and the violent pain began to sweep like a wave, burying the two of them in an instant.

They no longer have the idea of living, they have seen Wang Shi slaughter all the people in front of them, and they no longer have any worries in their hearts, and they naturally go to death.

Wang Shi had already come to the back of the two of them, passing on the majestic spiritual power.

The gentle starry sky spiritual power can produce the most violent spiritual arts, and it can also warm people's injuries.

The vitality that was rapidly disappearing in his eyes suddenly lit up a little, but it was only this, it was not enough to save Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, after all, the two of them should have died many times.

As top killers, Xiao Honghua and Youhua can clearly say most of the torture, and they are also a little frightened, they didn't expect these people to use such a cruel way, and anyone will die.

Little Honghua's eyes moved slightly, and she said, "Give them a knife." ”

Dying happily now is the best choice for Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke. Allowing them to live for an extra moment is the most painful torture. And with injuries like the two of them, even if the powerhouse of the Divine Hidden Realm is here, they are powerless.

Wang Shi's gaze maintained a trembling coldness, and said, "They can't die. ”

Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke had been tortured to the point that they were not human, and their consciousness had been blurred, fighting for the last strength, and at this time the two said at the same time: "Please let the king die!"

"If you can follow the king in this life, you will be glorious even if you die!"

Not only everyone, even Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, how could they have hoped that Wang Shi would come to save them?

However, Wang Shi came, and proved with anger that he did not come in vain, and the blood in Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke's hearts reached its peak in an instant, but they are going to die now, otherwise they will swear to follow the king for the rest of their lives!

Now that he is dead, he is satisfied, full of all the honor and blood.

Wang Shi suddenly shouted: "You should live! Only those who cannot kill anything can follow me! Don't you want to follow me anymore? Survive and continue to follow your king!"

"Only life and death go hand in hand!"

Even if there is the most passionate surging in their hearts, they no longer have any power to shout out, which means that they are falling into death step by step.

"Survive!

In an instant, the Extreme Anti-Dao Method on Wang Shi's right arm was in operation, and it was full of vitality, all of which were poured into the bodies of the two of them.

Wang Shi shouted eagerly: "Run the Dao I have passed on to you, hold on, survive! Only by surviving can you fulfill all your words, I am your king!"

The voice penetrated the flesh and went straight to the depths of the soul, and the belief that supported him suddenly became extremely firm, and Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke broke out into hysterical screams.

They had to live, no matter what kind of suffering they endured, and only by surviving could they continue to follow the king!

Even if they are accused of being the enemy of everyone, they will stand firmly by the king's side, and even if they have to endure all the tortures of this world, they will choose to live!

The huge vitality of the Extreme Anti-Dao Law protected the last vitality of the two of them, and the last spark of life that burst out of the two of them was also struggling in death.

At such a juncture, Wang Shi could only think of letting the two of them learn the Extreme Reverse Dao Method, and maybe there would be a glimmer of life.

Raising one's head in despair and being reborn again in a desperate situation is the path of the extreme anti-Dao method, which is just right for the two of them. It's just that whether they can survive this catastrophe in the end depends on the fate of the two of them.

Thundered!

Even from such a distance, the roar of the Valley of Strange Deaths was heard.

It's just that it was buried by a mess of rocks and spirit runes, and it took a very short time for the poor vultures to break out of it, which is no less than directly penetrating a mountain.

The poor man's huge body stood on the rocks, looked angrily in the direction of Wang Shi, and rushed over quickly, with a brutal momentum like the roar of the Nu River.

Because of the extreme speed, the two hideous wounds on his body suddenly burst open, and the blood that flew out instantly stretched into an infinitely long silk thread, indicating that death would follow these two lines.

No matter which knife it was, it was enough to seriously injure the poor vultures, especially Wang Shi's last knife, which almost split the poor in half, but such a serious injury made the poor vultures stronger.

The more you fight, the more crazy you get!

The inheritor of the Seven Great Dynasties is by no means able to be hacked to death with just two swords, the current poor vultures are more threatening than before, and his momentum is still growing.

Xiao Honghua and Youhua turned their heads, with shock in their eyes, and then looked at Wang Shi again, Youhua had already made a decision in his heart.

I don't know when Wang Shi will be able to complete the treatment of Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, but the poor Wu will definitely not wait, so Youhua plans to rush up to stop the poor Wu. Even though he couldn't even hold back a few breaths, the oil flower still rushed out.

Xiao Honghua stared at Wang Shi for a moment, and then the anger in her eyes calmed down slightly, and a powerful aura began to emanate from her body, and she walked towards the poor man.

Wang Shi, who is running the Extreme Anti-Dao Method with all his might, still needs to control his spiritual power well, and maintain the last bit of vitality for Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, and he has no time to take care of the poor, so he can only pin hope and little safflower and oil flower.

It only takes ten breaths of time to go to battle.

"Gotta hold on!"

Wang Shi could only shout in his heart, and then tried his best to save Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, and his eyes began to become indifferent.

The murderous aura in the demon knife began to stir, but it made Wang Shi even quieter.

After running a long distance, the poor man had reached an extremely terrifying speed, and even if he was facing a continuous mountain range in front of him, he could crash straight through a passage.

Now the poor man has only one purpose in front of him, and he has no choice but to kill Wang Shi, and no one can stop him.

Youhua is only good at assassination, and in front of a tyrant like Poor Wu, he actually doesn't have any power. A killer has never been of much use in the face of a mighty army, and the impact of the poor is more than the charge of the iron horseman.

The ten fingers of his hands danced rapidly, like a curtain of beads that had suddenly broken, and countless beads were beating, and then a pair of flawless hands appeared in front of him, but each of the ten fingertips of these hands had a bright red dot.

It was just such a simple action that the breath of the oil flower quickly withered.

The white rain is red and crispy!

Suddenly, the flawless hands gently grasped the ankles of the poor elephant. However, under the impact of extreme speed and great force, these hands only touched and disappeared for a moment.

A strange red color quickly spread to Yakuka's face, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood, but he still didn't take a step back.

At this time, the little red flower, which was like a blooming flower, walked forward and pushed forward lightly.

Boom!

The rocks under the poor vulture's feet flew into a torrential rain, smashing in all directions, and his speed finally weakened, but he still rushed forward.

At this time, the poor ankle appeared, and bright red spots appeared, which quickly expanded, as if the process of decay had been compressed to an instant, and the previous hand of the oil flower finally had a little effect.

The little red flower is like an indifferent iceberg red lotus, staring at the poor in front of her.

The poor man roared, his breath soared instantly, and he instantly pushed the little red flower out, but his direction also shifted, and he didn't hit Wang Shi's body in the end.

"Mowgli Immortal Clan?!"