The scenery in front of Wang Shi's eyes was shrouded in a faint layer of red, and the so-called reason was also infected by this bright red color. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info strong murderous aura scattered out, so that everything around him remained absolutely still, only he was moving forward quickly.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, when his perception expanded outward, Wang Shi noticed an abnormality. However, he could only feel that a group of people were surrounding Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, and he didn't know the specific situation at all.

But do you still need to see the specific situation? Anyone with a little brain knows what is going to happen. Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke must be facing an encounter that is worse than death.

Shi Kefa and the others had already been let go, even the most stupid people could escape in such a large range, after all, people's targets were not them.

So why were Shi Kefa and the other four people surrounded?

Why did the people of Qiannan City go to besiege and kill them who were inconspicuous?

Almost between the lightning and flint, Wang Shi thought of a possibility, and immediately rushed there.

When his keen spiritual sense turned into a thin needle and detected the truth close to the truth, a violent anger rushed straight up, causing the murderous aura in his body to escape in an instant.

He was not mistaken, Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke and the other four people were caught just to lure the people of Qiannan City!

This is the one who follows him with his life!

They can't die!

No one can kill them!

Anger made Wang Shi go crazy, including the madness in his bones and the madness generated by the demon knife, which instantly invaded his body and made his eyes turn scarlet.

At this time, Wang Shi is the Blood Shura!

Urging Xiao Hei to give Ling Yu, he turned his spiritual power to the extreme, and used the desolate dragon strength to leap, Wang Shi's speed reached the extreme, almost turning into a black light, which came in an instant.

The people standing halfway up the mountain could only look at the vague scene of the collapse of the Moyan Valley, and listened to the roar that had just come, and they were a little distracted.

Doesn't such a tragic scene prove that the end has come out?

The poor vultures of the Demon Yan Dynasty fought against Wang Shi, who lost and who won?

Although there is a lot of affirmation in everyone's hearts, that bit of uncertainty has become the most deadly thing, lingering in everyone's hearts and not being able to dissipate it at all.

What if it was, what if Wang Shi was lucky enough to win? Will all this he did now add more weight to the balance of death? According to what happened to Qiannan City, he ...... I don't think I'm going to kill anyone......

However, fear chokes the human throat, especially when someone exclaims that someone is coming, and the invisible hand chokes even tighter.

"Someone is really coming!"

"Who's that? Who could it be?"

"Murderous ......?"

"Such a violent murderous aura?!"

The horror instantly spread all over the person's face, causing the syllables in the person's throat to be distorted, and even directly stuck in it, unable to be produced.

Even if they were so far away, everyone could clearly feel this cold murderous aura, and for a while they became lambs standing in place, and they didn't know what kind of resistance to make.

In the face of the catastrophe, he can only be sluggish and unable to make any reaction.

"Yes...... Demon King Stone?"

"It's the Demon King Stone!"

"It's Wang Shi!"

The roar erupted in an instant, like bombs released in the crowd, completely blowing people into chaos. The fear rooted in the depths of the heart was instantly stimulated, and there was such a murderous stimulus that everyone didn't know how to react at all, so they could only hold their heads and run around.

I was let go once in Qiannan City, how could I be let go this time? Not to mention that I did such a thing to Wang Shi's lackey, no, to the most honorable person? How can I live, can I still live?

The middle-aged man who was still pulling Shi Kefa's hair just now, his face was already pale, as if he had been drained of blood, he let go of his hand tremblingly, and muttered in distraction...... Wang Shi ......"

Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, who were originally laughing wildly, laughed even more at this time, almost using up their last lives to laugh wildly.

"Our King is coming!"

It was as if the sharpest needle had passed through his ear, and the middle-aged man had already died once, and then he went completely crazy, grabbed Shi Kefa's neck in the most clumsy way, and roared in a distorted voice: "You all die!"

Shi Kefa looked at this face distorted by fear, and laughed even more wildly, as if the happy things in his life could not withstand today's wild laughter.

The people in complete confusion, like rats in a garbage heap, suddenly saw the deadly fire, did not know which direction to flee, only knew that with all their strength, the crowd began to collide most violently.

However, when people noticed that Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke were still alive, the anger in their hearts was compressed to a trace and released, and they all used the most powerful spiritual skills to bombard the two of them.

"Go to hell!"

"You deserve to die!"

"Even if you die, I will bring you to the funeral!"

The chaotic and frenzied people, whose last bit of reason told them that there was little chance of survival, vented their pent-up anger in these last moments.

Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion on your back.

Dozens of powerful spiritual techniques attacked, completely covering Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke inside, crushing the wild laughter in the whistling wind.

Bang!

The brilliant sparks generated by the explosion rose into the sky, and finally landed slowly, and no one was looking here, just on the way to escape, hoping that Wang Shi would not be able to kill so many people in an instant, and he would be able to escape one more step.

However, a deep black cloud appeared, instantly devouring all the attacks, and then dissolving, revealing Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, as well as Wang Shi in it!

The middle-aged man who was holding Shi Kefa's throat with both hands, his body began to turn into ashes, drifting down, and disappearing completely.

Wang Shi, whose eyes are scarlet, has completely become a killing god!

At the moment when the Miyan Heavenly Explosion disappeared, Wang Shi's strong murderous aura swept out and descended on everyone.

At the same time, everyone who felt this murderous aura was suffocated by all their movements, and then slowly turned their heads to look at the center and saw Wang Shi, who had become a killing god!

"Ahh

The distorted voice squeezed out of his throat and became synonymous with fear. It's as if they have actually seen death, and people really feel it.

Now, it is no longer in Qiannan City.

Everyone erupted in screams, and then their eyes began to appear bright red, and in an instant, they turned completely bright red. In the world, only the red of blood remains.

Even Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, who were laughing wildly, gradually quieted down their laughter at this time, and even dared not look at the scene they expected to see.

Wang Shi crossed the knife and rushed out in an instant.

As he approached, Wang Shi had already seen everything clearly, and saw clearly the torture inflicted on Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke, and the cruel scene from before instantly appeared in front of his eyes.

As a result, the killing intent completely occupied Wang Shi's eyes!

The shadow of the sword began to fly, like a frenzied rainstorm, constantly blooming, and the blood began to spill, but it could only stay in the air, maintaining the shape of a splash, unable to fall.

Only Wang Shi burst through in the silence, and the knife in his hand kept flying.

This is no longer a large gentle butterfly, but a real knife, a knife that kills.

Everything was still, everything was evacuated, only Wang Shi, who was extremely cold, was moving forward, and the Fengmo knife in his hand was waving, cutting through layers of texture, and then breaking the fragile bones and harvesting cheap lives.

His eyes were cold red, making Wang Shi look like a machine, doing only the simplest work, dropping a knife to kill someone was like hitting a rivet, a job that had been done thousands of times, it was not worth any emotional change at all.

The person in front of him is just like a mustard.

At this time, the little red flower and the oil flower had already rushed over, standing a hundred paces away, and they didn't dare to take a step forward, they could only look at the bloodiest scene.

I have seen countless bloody little saffron and oil flowers, and I have long been accustomed to corpses all over the field, but at this time, my throat is also slightly hard, as if something is stuck in it, so that the two of them can't make a sound.

The bloody gas that filled the air was like a deadly poison, so that the two of them did not dare to absorb a little.

Such a king stone is a killing god, a blood Shura from hell, which can make anyone fearful.

Who can stop such a king stone?

I'm afraid that even if the previous poor man stood here, he might be cut to pieces by Wang Shi. Such a knife is really terrible!

However, such a Wang Shi inevitably makes the oil flower and the little red flower have a different feeling, strange and terrifying, and dare not get close.

The killing continued, but not for long.

When hundreds of sword flowers bloomed in the crowd, and the splashed blood became branches and leaves to embellish, Wang Shi's last step was regarded as completing such a magnificent picture.

Everything is released from stillness.

The bright red flowers bloom and render a real picture!

Wang Shi stood quietly in place, the Feng Mo knife stood horizontally, and the blood on it had just gathered into a drop, which landed and dripped into the soil.

There was still a flash of scarlet in his eyes, but it had begun to fade.

Shi Kefa and Zhang Ke's wild laughter had disappeared, and only the fanatical gaze fell on Wang Shi's body, and at this time, a force emerged from there, making the two of them kneel down and shouting in unison: "King!

The sound of the wind roaring hovered through the ruins, like a song of victory.

The blood and bones of 500 men cast a most magnificent and tragic picture, which became the background behind the king's death.