After landing on the ground, Zhu Yang's face was full of shock and disbelief: "How is it possible, doesn't my attack have the slightest effect on you?!" The broad-robed figure smiled hoarsely and did not answer Zhu Yang's question. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Zhu Yang snorted coldly: "Don't be complacent too early, even if I can't beat you, you will definitely die, not to mention that this is not my real strength at all." The figure raised his head and seemed to be looking at Zhu Yang: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

Zhu Yang's face showed an angry expression again, unlike the last time, the angry expression on Zhu Yang's face still had a hideous smile, and streams of green mist slowly drifted out from around Zhu Yang's body, and those green mist hissed and screamed when they met the tables and chairs.

As if it was the painful wail of those tables and chairs, the green mist drifted and rolled within three meters of Zhu Yang's body. When the green mist appeared, the aura on Zhu Yang's body obviously changed, and it seemed to be much stronger than just now, Zhu Yang laughed, and the figure instantly swept towards the figure, rushing extremely fast, leaving several afterimages in the air.

I don't know if the expression on the face of the broad-robed man has changed, but his body still has no movement, and there is a muffled "bang". The broad-robed man "Dengden" took four steps back and smashed a wooden chair that had fallen to the ground. However, the expression on Zhu Yang's face when he saw this scene turned into horror.

The broad-robed man stood in place and resisted his attack but only took a few steps back, at this moment he had doubts about his life, his hard cultivation day after day lasted for more than ten years, but in front of the broad-robed man in front of him, he was almost the same as a young child, and the person in front of him was obviously very young.

Why is the gap between the two as insurmountable as a chasm? These thoughts only lasted less than three breaths, and Zhu Yang quickly cheered up again, after all, he was a master in the poison training tower, and his temperament was naturally not too bad, but the scene just now in his heart may never be erased.

The position where the two stood was very close, the broad-robed man only took four steps back, the distance between the two was no more than five meters, the green mist finally drifted over with the flow of air, Zhu Yang looked at the broad-robed man with not much joy but some doubts.

As long as he is not a fool, he can easily see that this green mist definitely contains poison, but why is the person in front of him still standing there, as if he does not see this green mist at all, even if he holds his breath, this poisonous mist can still penetrate into his body from the skin.

At this moment, Zhu Yang felt that he had won, although this battle was full of weirdness and eccentricity, but he still won in the end, and the moment Zhu Yang came to this conclusion in his heart, the broad-robed man in front of him disappeared instantly, and then Zhu Yang felt a huge force coming from his chest and abdomen, and his body flew out far away under the impact of this huge force.

The scene seen by the women on the high platform was equally strange, they only saw the figure of the broad-robed man suddenly disappear, and the next moment appeared in front of Zhu Yang, and then he flew out inexplicably, accompanied by a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the body that felt a little soft at this moment fell to the ground like a cloth puppet.

The field was unusually silent, only the faltering candlelight was still slowly shaking, and the shadows of several people were also fluctuating in the candlelight, just like the fate of the three women in the future, although the people who threatened them were seriously injured and lying on the ground at the moment, but they were not happy at all, the three women's faces were as pale as paper and their eyes were blank, as if they had lost their souls at this moment.

Ye Qing still stared at the broad-robed man tightly, as if he wanted to use his eyes to penetrate the wide-robed room to see the person's appearance, although Xuan Mengqiao's face was a little pale, but his eyes were still calm, this silence lasted for ten breaths, and then footsteps sounded, and the wide-robed man slowly walked towards the high platform.

Soon he came to the stage, glanced at a few women very quickly, and then walked to the side of the Nine Emperor Princes, holding his ankle with one hand, and turned around and walked towards the stage. During this time, the broad-robed man did not say a word, and several women remained quiet as well.

I don't know if it's because the broad-robed man's voice just now is too scary or because he is confused about his future fate, "Wait, what do you want to do, you can run away while those troops don't come in." When the broad-robed man walked off the high platform, Xuan Meng finally spoke, but there was no trace of gratitude in her tone, and she even seemed to be a little angry.

The broad-robed man didn't reply, he didn't even pause in the slightest, and after walking for a short distance, Ye Qing finally seemed to be unable to help but ask, "Are you Zhong Yu?" The broad-robed man slowly walked out of the Huahong Building, and the body of the Nine Emperor Princes who was dragged by him left a red mark behind him somewhere, and when he heard the sound of opening the door, Duan Shui and several armored men standing beside him looked over.

When they saw the appearance of the Nine Emperor Princes who did not know whether they were alive or dead, their faces changed, and Zhong Yu dragged the Nine Emperor Princes down the six steps slowly, his head bumping on the steps and making a very soft sound, like melons and fruits falling on the ground. "Bastard, who are you?!"

Duan Shui's eyes were split when he saw the miserable state of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he directly pulled out the saber on his waist, and the broad-robed man stopped when he heard this, he first smiled hoarsely and then took out the dark token from the space ring: "The headhunters are on a mission, if you don't want to die, get out of here." ”

Under the candlelight of the surrounding lampposts, several people clearly saw the appearance of the token, but none of the people who had really seen this token, hearing the name of the headhunters, everyone felt a chill soaked their bodies, this mysterious organization was more like an unreachable ancient legend for them, when the legend stood in front of them, they were a little overwhelmed.

After all, it was the city lord Duan Shui who showed a trace of courage, perhaps this courage was forced by the lives of the whole family: "Let go of the Nine Emperor Princes, this is the Morrowind Empire, no matter who you are, you can't be presumptuous." Duan Shui's voice was resolute, but there was no hint of resoluteness in his words.

The broad-robed man smiled when he heard the words and threw the Nine Emperor Princes over, but at the moment when the Nine Emperor Prince's body flew up, he had an extra long knife in his hand and slashed in the air, seeing this scene, Duan Shui suddenly felt a desperate emotion in his heart. "Bang"

The body of the Nine Emperor Princes fell not far in front of everyone, but Duan Shui had already closed his eyes at this moment and did not look at him, and several people standing behind him hurriedly took a few steps forward and came to the Nine Emperor Princes, and at this time, the hoarse voice of the broad-robed man came: "I just helped him to get free, with his personality, I don't want to live anymore even if I wake up." ”

Duan Shui's body shook when he heard this, and then there were frightened screams from his subordinates: "Oh my God, His Royal Highness... He's dead. The last glimmer of hope left was also shattered, Duan Shui slowly opened his eyes, and only then did he look at the body of the Nine Emperor Princes.

After staring at it for a few breaths, Duan Shui slowly raised his head and looked at the broad-robed man: "All the soldiers listen to the order!" The soldiers standing twenty meters behind him responded one after another: "Yes!" I don't know how many people responded, and the sound was almost breaking through the sky and rushing out of the sky: "Kill this person and avenge the prince." ”

When Duan Shui's words fell, a black color rushed over in the distance like a surging tide, and the first to come to the broad-robed man were the few men in armor who were standing beside Duan Shui just now, one of them raised the sharp big knife in his hand and slashed at the broad-robed man, who easily dodged.

Then the silver-white long knife in his hand slashed through the man's throat like a leaf floating through a snowdrift, and the armored man suddenly opened his eyes wide, covering the blood that kept flowing out of his throat, as if he wanted to stop the loss of blood, and several armored men only saw a piece of silver-white essence shining in the night.

Then they felt a burst of weakness, it seemed that the strength was rapidly lost from a certain part of the body, and not long after several people fell to the ground, the black patches came to the broad-robed man and quickly surrounded him, from above, the ground that was white by the moonlight was now occupied by countless blacks, only the middle three meters range was still white.

Countless blades, halberds or standard swords stabbed at the broad-robed man, and the body of the broad-robed man swayed back and forth like a light leaf in the space composed of these weapons, dodging while not forgetting to harvest life, and the black blade could not break through the silver-white essence no matter what.

I don't know when countless people have gathered on the roofs, eaves, and windows of the surrounding houses, these are ordinary people who can't sleep because of the noise caused by the sound of the broad-robed people, and they can't help but be curious to watch this spectacular scene when they can't sleep.

The bloody scene of a delicate-looking little girl sitting on the roof of a tall building, her view was excellent, almost everything in the field was clear, and the soldiers on the ground were not as small as ants but fluctuated like waves of wheat in a rice field.

Looking at the only different color in the middle of Mai Lang, the little girl raised her head and looked at the woman beside her: "Mother, is that big brother dancing?" "Qing'er?!Why did you come up too, didn't I say that you were not allowed to come out to see it?" "Mother, why don't you let me see such a beautiful thing?"

The little girl's voice was a little sharp, but it didn't sound harsh but comfortable, and the woman was silent for a while, then she stared at the little girl's sparkling eyes and asked, "Do you think that big brother is dancing?"

"Hmm"

The little girl turned her head and continued to look at the scene, her expression very focused, as if trying to remember the dance movements of the broad-robed man. However, only the soldiers surrounding the broad-robed man knew that every movement of his dance would take a living life.

Before that, they would never believe that a man who was surrounded by a thousand people not only did not die, but reaped the lives of those thousand people like a dance, but this scene was playing out before them at this moment, and this only blank space moved slowly in the vast blackness, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.

It seemed that he didn't have any specific goals of his own, and this kind of scene lasted for half a pillar of incense, and most of the soldiers who kept coming around the broad-robed man had the same thought in their hearts: "After all this time, he should have reached his limit." ”

This was the last thought of many soldiers in this life, and the soldiers who died under the broad-robed man's knife were no longer as natural and comfortable as the people in front of them, because the broad-robed man's blade had many more openings, and these openings were like a rough hand-made saw blade cutting through their necks.

What they felt before they died was no longer powerlessness but a sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the lucky ones would soon be trampled to death by their colleagues, and the unlucky ones would lie on the ground and wail for a long time before gradually dying, the black tide that had been in the patches before had decreased a lot at the moment, and in the distance, Duan Shui was still standing quietly in place, as if he had never moved half a step since the beginning of the battle.