Facing the enemy who came with murderous intent, Yael sighed helplessly, and said silently in his heart: "Shadow Father, can you not kill them?" Of course, as long as you don't use the weapon I forged. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"But without weapons, I'll be dismembered by them. ”

"I don't want to kill, I don't want to die, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world, you decide for yourself. ”

Just as Yael and Lothar were arguing, the warrior with six thorns had already been killed in front of him, in the Bone Mang Clan, the division of strength was determined by the number of bone spurs on the body, the more the number of moves, the more moves that could be used, according to the person in front of him, for example, he was carrying six thorns, that is, the pawn in the clan, and the warrior who reached ten to forty-nine bone spurs was a soldier, and the warrior with fifty to ninety-nine bone spurs was a governor, and the warrior with a hundred bone spurs and above became a general, and the leap of each title represented a leap in strength, for example, a fifty thorn bone governor could easily deal with ten forty-nine bone warriors。

And the strength of the person who rushed to Yael was the lowest among the people present, and Ujian sent him to take the lead, firstly to test Yael's strength, and then to punish him for increasing the prestige of others in the hotel.

"Shadow Father, let's discuss it again, I'm just angry with that little ghost, and it has nothing to do with other people, so it's not good to start killing like this. Yael dodged the attack as he mentally bargained with Lothar.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, when can you change this girl's temper, if you don't kill it, find a way to solve it with your own strength, don't delay my cultivation, that's all. Lothar dropped a sentence and ignored Yael.

"Well, I hope you don't go too far. Seeing that the opponent only had the ability to parry, he had no power to fight back, and was killing the rise, but suddenly heard Yael say something faintly, and then felt a sharp pain in his left ribs, and he fell unconscious.

"Boy, why don't you do this, the two of us are one-on-one, and I'll let you have two feet and one hand, how about it?" said Yair as he withdrew a punch that hit the bone, pushing him to the ground.

"Hahaha, nonsense, I'm not an idiot, I never bother with things that can be easily done. Next up are two people, let's continue the show. The little imp saw that the pawn was defeated without resistance, but he did not have the slightest judgment of Yael's strength in his heart, he just felt that the pug that had been eating and drinking with him all day was too weak and decided to change it. With a wave of his hand, two sword-like pigs walked out, and the bone spurs on their bodies could no longer be counted at a glance.

The two bones were not as easy as the young master, and it could be seen from the simple blow of Yael just now that the person in front of them must not be underestimated, and the two slowly moved to both sides of Yer, preparing to attack him.

Yael also understood that it was useless to reason with this little ghost, and patted his cheek vigorously, his eyes became serious for the first time, and at this time, one of the two bones carried a hammer and one carried an axe, attacking from the left and right. Yair took a step back with his left leg, his body was slightly to the side, the weapons aimed at the head converged in front of his chest, he stretched out his hands and firmly grasped the weapons of the two, no matter how hard the bone warrior tried, he could not snatch the weapon from the hands of this seemingly thin young man, the two understood that they had lost in terms of strength, but the battle was never won by brute force.

Just as Yael was thinking about how he could subdue so many people without killing people, a mutation occurred, and the weapon he was holding suddenly turned up many sharp bone fragments, forcing himself to let go of his hands.

"How can I forget that they can change their weapons at will, it seems that the mad wolf is right, it is a miracle that someone like me, who is still cranky in battle, can survive to this day. Yael laughed at himself in his heart, and jumped lightly in the face of the slashed weapon, and after dodging the attack, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a wave, the bone man's weapon was easily cut off and fell to the ground, and the two of them held the weapon and stared at the person in front of them in disbelief, you know, the bone density of the bone man is already quite tight, and the toughness is comparable to steel, but even this person's effortless blow can't resist.

"This blade is called the Ghost Hand, and it needs to drink enough blood from five people to return to its sheath. Yael said coldly, he was holding a copper-colored sword in his hand, and the strange thing was that the hilt of this sword was a skeletal palm, which was tightly held with Yel's hand, and there was a big hideous eye at the junction between the palm and the sword body, although it was a carving, it was lifelike, as if it was staring at everyone, making people feel frightened at a glance. The sword is three feet six inches long, with a one-sided front, a little cold light flashing at the edge, and mottled blood stains can be faintly seen on the sword body.

After a moment of hesitation, the two skeletons regained their fighting instincts, and they knew that they could not resist Yar, so they ran around him at high speed, the bone spurs behind them disappeared one by one, and they kept throwing bone daggers in their hands.

"Ranged attacks, I will too. After Yael dodged a few flying knives, his left hand wiped from behind him, and then he also made a throwing action, a short knife shining with silver light flew out in response, and the bone man on the left side didn't care about the image when he saw this, and flew forward and fell to the ground, but when he thought he had dodged, the silver streamer actually turned around in mid-air, and stuck straight into his back heart, before he screamed, the silver short knife buzzed, and his heart was instantly smashed, and the poor bone man became the first victim of this gamble.

"This blade is called Firefall, and it takes the blood of twenty people to be sheathed. With a one-handed move, the silver short knife pierced the bone man's chest and returned to his hand, only then did he see clearly, this blade is one foot six inches long, double-sided blade, the blade is not pure silver, but mixed with some faint dark green, the whole short knife is engraved with complex lines, it looks like dead bark, but the cold glow that appears from time to time will always remind you of its sharpness, the handle and the blade body leave a strange arc, but it does not make people feel abrupt, but more mysterious.

Yael's such an understatement of taking people's lives made many battle-hardened warriors can't help but shrink their necks, and at this time, Yael, who is holding two evil blades, one long and one short, is like a demon god, swept by his cold eyes, as if he is in an ice cellar, which makes people shudder. But what Wu Jian saw was not these, he only felt that he had been greatly insulted, and his original intention today was to play tricks on this guy, and then let him kneel and beg for mercy, and then take off his head after destroying his dignity, but in the face of such an overwhelming situation, it was actually his own side that killed first, which was intolerable in his opinion, anger whispered in his mind like a demon, and suddenly Wu Jian burst out.

"The members of the Bone Rongbang obey the order, give it to me, and I want to see you tear off every bone of him. ”