"Bang!"

Half of the blood-streaked dagger suddenly left the broken black bone armor, like a huge black blade falling from the sky, and instantly descended on the top of Naranjie's head!

Naranjie opened his mouth, his eyes tearing at the astonishing black blade that quickly fell above his head, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed it towards a noble young man!

"Whew!"

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh in an instant suddenly sounded, and Hu Lai's bare eyes shrank slightly.

Fear is indeed the best catalyst to stimulate human potential.

In an instant, in order to survive, Naranjie struggled to pull past a noble boy who was stunned by his side.

Looking at the aristocratic boy's suddenly blank eyes, and the slender blood line slowly oozing from his forehead, Hu Lai fell silent.

He was a commoner, and the oppression of the aristocracy made his childhood extremely miserable. But he was not a murderous person in nature, and Naranjie's instant pull allowed him to end the life of an indiscriminate nobleman.

And this nobleman looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Bang!"

The dead aristocratic boy fell stiffly to the ground with a blank gaze.

At the same time, the half-handful of blood-patterned daggers that Hu Lai was holding tightly in his hand, and the chaotic blood lines on it deepened a little again.

With extremely complicated eyes, Hulai looked at Naranjie, who was still sitting on the ground with a faint smell of urine coming from his crotch.

Naranjie's forehead at this time all the way to the edge of his chin, an extremely thin line of blood had appeared, and from the sound of cutting the flesh at the moment when Hu Lai made his hand just now, it could be inferred how terrifyingly sharp the black blade that erupted from the dagger shrouded in black qi!

But Naranjie was not dead, his body was also stiff, and his originally handsome face had a trace of extremely ugly green. As for his two eyes, they focused their gaze on a drop of blood on the tip of his nose: "... Demon...... Magic ......"

The other aristocratic boys were not much better than Naranjie, and they were all pale with fright at this time.

Including the ruble, these aristocratic teenagers have lived a stable life since childhood, and death is too far away for them.

"Die... ...... dead," a noble boy stared blankly at another noble boy who had been very close to him before.

"He did it! It was this civilian boy who had fallen into a demon who did it!" Luble's shrill voice suddenly sounded.

Several other aristocratic teenagers hurriedly took a few steps back, fear filling their eyes.

Hu Lai's eyes became more complicated, his original intention was just to kill Naranjie, who had been showing murderous intentions to himself, and the one who pushed another innocent aristocratic boy to the knife was obviously also Naranjie.

But this group of aristocratic teenagers, not only did they not feel that Naranjie was doing wrong, but they also threw all the blame on their heads.

Thinking of this, Hu Lai sighed silently in his heart, and the complicated color in his eyes gradually began to fade.

Hulai, who has been crawling on the brink of death for many years, knows people like Naranjie very well. This kind of person is like a poisonous snake, and the farmer will bite the poisonous snake to death.

Letting Naranjie go today, not only will he not thank himself. When he returns to Easton City, his life and that of Claire Sr. may be threatened.

Feeling the terrifying murderous intent revealed in Hu Lai's cold eyes, Naranjie suddenly had a hint of crying, and hurriedly lowered his head and slammed towards the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A crisp kowtow sounded, Naranjie wailed and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I didn't know that you were not a civilian, but from the great demon clan, please don't kill me, I will do a lot of things, and I will make some potions, even if the potions I make are not good enough now, but I will definitely become a real pharmacist in the future." ”

Listening to Naranjie's request, a look of hesitation crossed Hulai's eyes.

Just as Hu Lai was about to think, the sound of the long sword being drawn suddenly sounded in front of him!

Naranjie's eyes were full of resentment and shame, and he raised his sword in the air and flew down without hesitation.

"Ding!"

"Sting!"

Sparks suddenly jumped out of Hulai's black bone armor, and the force used by Naranjie was extremely great, and after slashing down, he was still struggling to draw his knife.

But Hu Lai didn't move, after the Bone Emperor turned into armor, he didn't make a sound, this should be a defect that the Bone Emperor has, and as for the strength of the Bone Emperor itself, it is equivalent to a weapon without grade.

Although a long sword can leave a scar on black bone armor, it is difficult to cut through completely!

After all, Nalanjie is not a trainee martial artist, nor is he the possessor of the heart of martial arts.

Hu Lai watched Naranjie's performance in silence, slowly lifted the blood-streaked dagger in his hand, and stabbed it towards the crazy Naranjie's chest.

"Poof!"

Blood flowers suddenly erupted from Naranjie's chest, splashing on the cold black bone armor.

Naranjie stared at Hu Lai's cold black eyes in horror, and instantly collapsed to the ground.

Hulai silently kicked away Naranjie's corpse, and the short moment of the fight made him feel a lot. Suddenly, he understood why there were rebel armies scattered around every city.

Most of these rebels were made up of civilians, and although they have developed to this day, they give the impression of being evil, but it is believed that their earliest starting point may have been to resist the oppression of the aristocracy.

Being merciful to the enemy does not make the other person sincerely repent.

Instead, they will intensify their mad revenge on themselves.

Thinking of this, Hulai moved his eyes to the trembling aristocratic young men led by the Donald family, the ruble of the Donald family.

Kill?

Or not kill?

Just as Hu Lai was constantly thinking, a momentum that soared into the sky, as well as a crazy battle intent, suddenly attacked from a high place in an instant!

Almost subconsciously, Hu Lai raised the blood-streaked dagger in his hand and slammed it upwards!

The huge black blade was mixed with a trace of blood, and suddenly rose to the sky!

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a violent sound!

The fiery attack completely destroyed the black blade like a devastating one, and slashed down again at Hulai's arm covered in black bone armor!

At this time, Hu Lai was in an extremely calm state under the influence of the black bone armor.

The hairs on his whole body stood on end, and at the same time, he instantly hid to his side!

"Poof!"

The huge and incomparable flame slash, like a wall of fire, fell to the ground in an instant!

"Boom! boom!"

The big trees in front of the slash suddenly fell to the sides.

Rao is Hu Lai was in an extremely calm state at this time, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The flames on the ground were still burning, and the entire jungle was reflected in a fiery red!

Unresistible!

Irresistible!

The thought crossed Hulai's mind in an instant, and he suddenly looked up at the figure who was about to rush a second slash.

Hu Lai looked at the remnants of the Dao followed behind the other party's delicate black armor in shock, and the two legs wrapped in black bones suddenly retreated backwards!

At the same time, he once again frantically waved the blood-streaked dagger in his hand!

The black blade collided with the fiery slash of the figure again!

There was only one thought in Hulai's mind at this time, and that was to escape.

He couldn't resist this terrifying powerhouse at all, he didn't even see the other party's appearance clearly!

"Bang!"

Once again, the Flame Slash ignored the Black Blade and instantly slapped on Hulai's shoulder!

The dense cracks almost irrepressibly covered the bone armor on Hulai's entire body!

The blood erupted like a waterfall in an instant, and suddenly vaporized!

Enduring the sharp pain in his shoulder, Hulai ran to Don Quixote, who was still unconscious on the ground, without looking back, and grabbed him around his waist!

At this moment, the figure that attacked Hulai landed on the ground, and the two exchanges just now were just a breath of time.

The figure fell to the ground, and those aristocratic young men who watched the sudden battle through the firelight saw the appearance of the other party clearly.

Black-armored Vane was furrowing two knife-like eyebrows at this time, he raised a delicate black-armored palm, took off the face cover, and swept at the trembling aristocratic teenagers with one eye: "Get in the way!

He was in a very bad mood at this time, he had felt the cold demonic aura of the demon clan from a long distance before, and when he slashed for the first time, he had already tried the strength of the mysterious demon clan, which was probably only a little stronger than a one-star martial artist.

Although this is a little different from his goal of preparing to fight the demons heartily.

But that couldn't stop Vane from being curious about the demons.

He really wanted to find that demon to continue fighting, but there were still two corpses of noble teenagers here, as well as a few aristocratic teenagers who were as timid as mice.

This situation greatly limited the play of Vane's strength.

After all, if he cut the slash horizontally, these noble teenagers would definitely split in two from the middle of their bodies.

Although he didn't have much affection for these aristocratic boys, he killed them at will, and he didn't have to stay in the Black Armor Regiment in Easton City anymore.

Hearing Vain's shouting, Luble suddenly came back to his senses, and he glanced at Naranjie, who was red by the firelight, and the aristocratic young man, who was blind, and turned and ran towards the meeting point.

Several other aristocratic teenagers saw Ruble's performance, quickly glanced at each other, and also prepared to flee.

"Get out with two dead men!"

Vane roared, covering his face again, feeling the cold aura that was fading away, he once again carried the black giant sword and turned into a remnant of the Dao, with a cold wind, and disappeared in place.