It's Monday again, so let's take a walk with the recommendation ticket in hand

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No matter how Nangong guessed the identity of this Murong Chaifeng, but at this time, the shape outside the cave changed again, which is an indisputable fact.

Among the hundreds of wolf tooth troops, a leader-like cavalry came out of the crowd, forcibly endured the look of fear, and after sliding up and down the Adam's apple, he said in a trembling voice: "Mu ...... Are you really Murong chasing the wind......?! You're not ......."

Syllable!

Before he finished speaking, he would never speak again.

Murong Chaifeng didn't even bother to answer half a sentence of nonsense, he directly flew up a sword and slapped his head into pulp, coldly withdrew the iron chain, held the giant sword, and then looked around.

"Roar!"

A wild roar, like an ancient fierce beast reappearing in the world, directly shook the hundreds of wolves and wailed, and the nearest few were even weaker in their forelimbs, and they fell to the ground.

So ferocious, there is no other thing for a while!

"Wolf Tooth Army...... Die!"

Murong Chasing the Wind roared in a low voice, the red light in his eyes suddenly became unprecedentedly blazing, and with a sudden jump, he jumped directly into the Wolf Tooth Army like Mount Tai, and directly threw the giant que in his hand!

Bang la la blah!

Hold the chain at the end of the chain and sweep it!

Screams erupted, and more than a dozen cavalry were swept off the ground.

Greatsword slash again!

More than a dozen again!

It's not so easy to chop melons and vegetables!

Crazy!

Bloody!

Suddenly, but there is a perverted pleasure of slaughtering all living beings and killing the world!

With such a bloody scene, Nangong couldn't bear to look sideways, and Lin Xuanran directly covered Xiao Beina's eyes, and couldn't bear to let her see such a cruel phenomenon.

And Ye Jianzang is a little different.

His eyes lit up, and his face flushed unusually, and he looked quite excited. He could no longer see the cavalry, nor the giant wolves, nor the blood and flesh that were flying.

In his eyes, there was only the invincible giant sword that was invincible.

Then, he whispered to himself in his mouth, and gestured with one hand to the void, as if he had realized something.

In just a moment, Murong Chaifeng held the big killing weapon that was higher than Nangong, like a tiger entering a wolf pack, it was really injured when it was touched, and it was killed when it was chopped, and hundreds of wolves were killed in an instant.

Together, these hundreds of wolf tooth armies are enough to run rampant in the northern part of the Tang Dynasty, at least, if Nangong asks himself if he falls into its encirclement, it will definitely be a situation of death and no life.

But now, in the face of a murderer like Murong Chasing Feng, the Wolf Tooth Army can't afford to resist at all.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Retreat everyone! Go back and report to Lord Blackpool, saying that Murong Chasing the Wind hasn't ...... yet Ahh

Finally......

After the Wolf Tooth Army was wiped out for a short time, another leader finally stepped forward, shouting loudly, and commanding the Wolf Tooth Army to retreat.

However, like the previous leader, he didn't have time to finish his words at all, and his head was slapped directly into the chest!

As soon as he heard the word "black pool", Murong Chasing Feng felt like crazy, and the blood in his eyes was unprecedentedly blazing, like burning blood, and roared loudly.

And then......

Slash even more fiercely!

The Wolf Tooth Army suffered more casualties!

There is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, and the ferocity of this Murong chasing the wind has completely exceeded the rumors that have been circulating in the Wolf Tooth Army. It's a one-sided grinding!

The cavalry screamed, the wolf wailed, the blood spurted, the stumps flying, the broken swords, the dented iron armor...... All kinds of miserable conditions can no longer be described as "purgatory"!

To be precise, there are no words or words to describe what if!

"Ahh

Murong chased the wind and roared wildly and swung a sword.

With every roar, a sword is swung, and every sword swing is accompanied by a muffled sound like a pile. Every muffled sound represents the disappearance of a life.

But this last sword is extremely lonely.

There was just a "boom", and then a half-foot deep pit was smashed into the ground, and the earth splashed up, and then fell like rain.

Within ten feet of his body, there was no other life except himself.

Wolf Tooth Army......

It's all gone!

Except for a small half that escaped, the rest were all turned into meat puree and slept here!

In this situation, Nangong couldn't help but look away.

Although the Wolf Tooth Army did not hesitate to slaughter the village and kill people and refine the corpses, such evil deeds are intolerable and not a pity, but the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the things hurt them, no matter how vicious they are, they are human beings after all.

Hundreds of lives turned into pulp in front of his eyes like this, and Nangong couldn't bear it after all.

However, as if he had discovered that the Wolf Tooth Army had been slaughtered by himself, Murong Chasing Feng was silent for a moment, and then suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Ahh

"Ahhh

"Kill! kill all the poisonous corpses! kill all the wolf tooth army! ahh......h Kill!"

The sound shook the sky, and a ripple visible to the naked eye erupted from his mouth before disappearing into the air.

He screamed, he roared!

His voice was poignant, containing endless resentment and sorrow, and spread far away in the night sky, like a terrible ghost crying at night.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of "Peng", accompanied by the crisp sound of the iron chain hitting the giant sword, and the huge killing god suddenly fell to his knees, hammering the ground with one punch.

The cry faded into a mournful scream, faded into a mournful voice, faded into a whisper, and gradually faded into a low moan, and then into a whimper.

He wants to cry!

He's crying!

But he is poisonous, and he has no tears.

But as if she felt the same way, Xiao Beina on the side suddenly left two lines of tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Don't cry!"

Feeling the wetness between his fingers, Lin Xuanran comforted softly.

A child's heart is the purest and most susceptible to circumstance. Listening to Murong Chaifeng's sad wail, Lin Xuanran, who was as cold as her, couldn't bear the wet corners of his eyes, let alone this little girl who was only seven or eight years old?

However, she didn't say anything, and as soon as she spoke, the little girl suddenly cried "woo-woo": "That uncle is so miserable, so pitiful...... Bena is so sad...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Don't be sad!"

"But I'm just sad...... I just can't help but want to cry!"

The little girl cried and said a word, suddenly broke free of Lin Xuanran's embrace, and then ran out.

After Nangong San's stunned gaze, she ran directly to Murong Chaifeng's side, and then leaned down......

"Be careful, come back!"

Nangong suddenly exclaimed.

This Murong Chasing Feng is simply a killing god, crazy about killing, hundreds of wolf tooth army and hundreds of poisonous corpses in the cave, in his eyes, killing is like killing chickens without mercy, and the ground and his body, and the stench of minced meat on his sword is ironclad evidence.

But now, after he finished the slaughter, he suddenly knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, this scene was very weird, Nangong and the others didn't even dare to gasp, for fear of alarming this killing god.

And now the little girl suddenly ran to his side, if ...... In case of......?!

That picture...... Nangong didn't dare to imagine.

However, what happened next was beyond his imagination.

I saw that the little girl suddenly leaned down, not caring about the blood stains and broken flesh on Murong Chaifeng's body, and ...... gently like this Hugged his head!

Murong Chaifeng's figure trembled suddenly!

Nangong's heart also shook!

The next moment......

The killing god suddenly fell silent, the blood in his eyes gradually receding and fading, and then returned to calm.

As a result, Nangong's exclamation suddenly turned into a sigh.