The monster was still standing on the ground, but it was covered in bruises, and its beautiful hair had lost its original color, and its pride was gone. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info its mouth was wide open and panting, and the red blood slowly crossed its lips between its teeth and fell to the ground one by one.

The old man was also panting, he knew that the other party didn't have much attack power anymore. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but who could have known that he himself had no attack power. He's done his best, he's beaten the other side, but he's also failed, because now he can't even deal with a beetle. In addition to being a compromise for the weak, a strong smile is also a self-comfort for the strong!

"Come on, come on!" he said, his hands still gripping the sword tightly. He was ready to die, at least, he didn't hold back his subjects, he did what he did as a lord.

"Hehe......" A contemptuous laugh came. The old man looked up and saw that there was a man standing on the head of the monster! a person from the Middle Continent. He was dressed in a garment made of gold flakes, and the glittering golden light was particularly dazzling even if there was no sunlight. A magnificent tiara rose high above his head, also made of gold. Underneath the two thick sword eyebrows are large, deep eyes, eyes, high nose and just the right face shape all show how handsome he is!

Such a handsome person, coupled with such a gorgeous dress, makes an invisible temperament permeate him, and people who don't know him will have an urge to get close to him when they see him for the first time. Especially when he just stood there quietly, even the air seemed to become calm.

However, he was the author of this brutal massacre, and although it is difficult to accept, the facts are in front of people. He was indeed a butcher! It turns out that people with a vicious heart often wear gorgeous appearances and even have kind faces!

"Don't hold on!" As soon as he finished speaking, a small pebble struck the old man's chest, and the stone was not fast, but the old man did not avoid it, and his body floated in the air for a moment before falling straight to the ground. Blood spurted out of his mouth. He raised his hand and wiped it from his sleeve to his mouth, and slowly stood up. Another stone flew over, and he fell again, but he still stood up stubbornly, and it was still a stone, and he continued to fall, but his determination to stand up was not shaken at all. In the end, perhaps even the butcher could not bear it anymore, and he stopped attacking.

It turns out that when a person has unparalleled determination, even opponents can be infected!

However, the next moment, his opponent flew straight at him, landed a kick on him, and then returned to the monster's head. This time, he fell even harder, and his tall body kept rubbing against the ground into the distance, startling the dust, grinding his clothes, and leaving a red blood band.

However, his original intention was not shaken at all, and his chest rose and fell violently, like a beggar on the verge of death. But how could the beggar be as strong as he was, and he stood up tremblingly again.

The handsome butcher had a look of displeasure on his face, but he didn't say anything more, but lifted one hand slightly from his waist, palm up, and blew into the palm. The white gas immediately gathered there and refused to disperse. Then it began to expand slowly, and when it swelled into a sphere more than a foot in size, the white qi disappeared, and the sphere stopped expanding, but the sphere was full of true qi. Because the True Qi was so strong, they kept wandering and jumping on the surface of the sphere, as if they would escape the sphere's control in the next moment.

The butcher's face was smiling again, and he lifted his hand up slightly, and the ball immediately became as excited as a mischievous child. A surge of heat gushed out, and the temperature around it continued to rise. He closed one eye and looked at the old man across from him through the transparent orb, aiming for it. His movements were so slow and gentle, as if he were afraid of alarming something, but the old man had no intention of avoiding it at all—in fact, he had no strength to avoid it, and he could do nothing but fall.

Eventually, his body began to fall. Only, halfway through, he stood again.

He stood on both of his knees and didn't let himself go any further!

Actually, he's not standing, he's kneeling!

No one knows why he did that!

But he had to do that!

He still didn't show any expression, only raised his head slightly and said to the other party, "Wait!"

But the other party ignored it, as if he hadn't heard it at all. His hand retracted, ready to push the orb forward! no one thought the other would be able to withstand such a blow.

Suddenly, the old man's waist bent down, and his head slammed to the ground. One, two, three...... Until blood began to ooze from his forehead, but he had no intention of stopping.

It wasn't until the man standing on the monster's head threw the orb in his hand into the sky, causing it to disappear into thin air quickly, that he stopped kowtowing, but he still couldn't get on his knees.

The butcher was finally and utterly victorious, for the supreme leader of the target had fallen to his knees before him. He stopped, he didn't even think about why he did this, just the last moment, he was still thinking about completely destroying the other party.

An inexplicable excitement crept up in his heart, and it continued to create comfort. This is the feeling that all victors will have, and it will even evolve into a kind of pity! Another kind of playful mentality is also born, because he clearly knows that the other party has no chance to resist, and all the initiative is in his hands. If he kills him, he will only get a momentary pleasure, and if he stops, the result will be very different, as long as the other party is not dead, as long as he sees the other party, then the other party has to look up to him, and he will continue to have that feeling of being high, that is a feeling that makes people feel comfortable, since it is comfortable, who doesn't want to enjoy it!

"Spare my people!" said the old man, as if with great determination.

"Give me a reason to let them go!" said the handsome butcher's smile on his face.

"Because there's no point in you killing them anymore! ”

The old man's words were indeed not wrong, and he thought exactly what he thought in his heart, but the other party said what he thought. With his strength and cultivation, he didn't have to be afraid of what chance the other party would have to turn over. Not to mention that there is a force behind him that is so powerful that all living beings are afraid! However, his naturally arrogant personality makes him continue with a playful voice: "Why should I promise you?"

"As long as you agree, everything is at your disposal!" the old man had already let go.

"You're at my disposal now!"

The old man was silent, the other party was right, they were already lambs waiting to be slaughtered, the meat on the board, they were helpless at all, but the sense of responsibility made him have to try.

"Okay, I promise you!" the other man's answer surprised him a little, but he was happy after the surprise.

However, the butcher felt that it was a bit unreasonable to let them go like that, after all, as a victor, it seemed too unreasonable to have even a little loot. So, immediately afterwards, he said again: "But you have to promise me one condition!"

"Good. The old man replied without hesitation. As long as you can live, everything is easy to say, as long as you can live, there is hope!

The butcher took out an unknown object from his bosom and threw it into the air, and in a split second, the dark gray energy emitted by the thing enveloped the entire earth. Then, the temperature of the air rose violently, and the skin of the burning person "sizzled", and the next moment, a huge and ugly tattoo appeared on the old man's head. "I want you to never see the sun, and you will never see anyone!haha......"