The bone dragon looked at the unbeaten appearance of the person in front of him, and his right hand had already made a slight movement. The reason why the man said a complete sentence was only because the bone dragon was subconsciously perceiving the power on this person's body, and wanted to see if the power in his body was helpful to him, or whether he had any value absorbed by himself.

But when the bone dragon was carefully probing, Li Yifan's figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

The cold glow of the afterimage has shone at some point.

The hand rises, and the sword falls.

And with the sword rolled down was the head of the man who led it.

The leader's head rolled off. A moment later, the head and body turned into dust at the same time, and a faint blue light vanished into the world.

"Huh!?"

Seeing that the bone dragon hadn't yet estimated whether the person in front of him was useless to him, Li Yifan directly cut off the person's head with a sword, a little dissatisfied, and shouted: "What are you anxious about!"

Li Yifan ignored her, and in the next second, he was already instantaneous again, and the position that appeared this time was undoubtedly the other three black armor people who followed the leader into the room together.

The blade of the remnant of the sword exuded a sharp edge. There is no way to rein, not even the slightest pause...

A sword piercing the heart.

Two swords, severing the head.

With the flick of the blade, two lives fell...

In just an instant, the two companions beside him, who were still alive just now, turned into dust at the same time in this mere scene for a second, and completely disappeared with the pale blue light like the leader who died at the beginning.

Only the black-armored soldier who is still alive is stunned at this moment. The dark purple eyes in front of him with dark golden lines seemed to carry all the terrifying power in this world!

"Fuck off..."

Li Yifan slowly approached the ear of the only black-armored soldier who was still alive and whispered.

Li Yifan's voice is not loud, and it can even be said that the voice is very small, very small.

But such a small sound was in the ears of the only soldier who was barely alive, but it was like a thunderclap in the silent night, and the sound actually shook the black-armored soldier's whole body.

The black-armored soldier looked at Li Yifan slowly without understanding too much, his eyes were full of fear of the person in front of him and the sword in his hand. and this hard-won, sudden fear of not killing.

Li Yifan's face was expressionless, and he just repeated in a low voice again: "Get out." ”

Again, the words entered the ear canal of the black-armored soldier, reaching the eardrums.

The black-armored soldier began to nod frantically the moment the faint voice touched his eardrums, and then ran out the door without saying a word.

There are too many lies and too many deceptions in this world.

The porridge of the good also has a reason to give, but how can the words of the wicked be credible?

Sure enough, the only person who was lucky enough to survive, dressed in black armor, had just run out of the door with palpitations, but a chill came from his waist behind him.

Li Yifan had already chased behind him, and the blade of the afterimage had already penetrated the man's body.

Bright red blood trickled from the corners of the man's mouth, and the man was dying, before he had time to glance at his fatal scar.

Before the man could feel the pain on his body for a while, there were two sharp pains behind him, and the afterimage was pulled out of the person's body directly by Li Yifan, and when the person was bleeding like a leaked water balloon, Li Yifan had already raised a kick and kicked it the wound on his back.

The corpse, which was already unable to stand, had been kicked directly downstairs in the next second.

Li Yifan was already in a bad mood because of time and space travel, and he didn't know whether he regretted or was angry. Who knows, coincidentally, at such a time when he was angry but had nowhere to vent, he really suddenly squeezed in four deadly bastards, how could Li Yifan let go of such a good opportunity?

"Bang!"

The sound of corpses falling to the ground rang out.

In the hall downstairs, many people in black armor and halberds were surrounding a group of civilians, asking them to stand in order one by one. The civilians panicked and were forced to reluctantly stand in the hall.

But at this moment, a corpse above suddenly fell to the ground. It's understandable if it's just an ordinary corpse. But what's more important is that this corpse is still wearing pure black armor that is exactly the same as many black-armored soldiers downstairs, obviously belonging to the same camp as many black-armored soldiers downstairs!

To put it mildly, it means that the arrogant actions of the black-armored soldiers have already arrived upstairs to resist and even suppress them! To put it more seriously, this is a provocation to the prestige and dignity of the black-armored soldiers!

The sudden fall of such a corpse undoubtedly caused chaos again in the situation downstairs, which had already been controlled by the black-armored soldiers. Some of them were not afraid of death, and they began to shout loudly: "Fight with them!"

Such a voice suddenly sounded, undoubtedly prompting the entire crowd to follow into chaos. Many civilians who had already been surrounded by black-armored soldiers actually swarmed up, pushing and shoving the black-armored soldiers one after another, trying to break out of the encirclement.

The black-armored soldiers looked like they had undergone rigorous training, and they didn't seem to have any panic when they looked at the formation of such a building in front of them.

All the black-armored soldiers, step forward and stabilize the formation. The halberds in their hands swung sideways, blocking the swarming people.

Although all the movements of the black-armored soldiers were almost in one go, they were extremely consistent. But despite their calm and indifferent appearances, the eyes of many black-armored soldiers were all cast on a person sitting at the back of the crowd.

The man sat at the back of the crowd, with short, simple black hair and a look in his eyes that would only show up in the eyes of a warrior for many years. Next to him was a slender giant sword.

He also wears armor, but this armor is different from the black-armored soldiers. The black armor had a golden sword insignia on its left chest.

At this time, in the face of the sudden chaos, the man was still leaning on the table with one leg crossed, obviously not taking such a sudden chaos seriously.

Seeing that many black-armored soldiers cast their eyes in their own direction. The man just lit a cigarette and took a puff unhurriedly, waving his hand gently at the crowd of black-armored soldiers.

Seeing such a wave of hands, the black-armored soldiers in the front row seemed to have received some instructions. The halberd in his hand was put away at the same time, and the most ferocious person who rushed in front of him almost at the same time was a kick.

The civilians in the front row were rightfully kicked to the ground.

Although the civilians in the Divine Domain are also spirits, although such spirits can be immortal and indestructible in the Gods and Demons Continent, they are the most inferior existences in terms of combat effectiveness in the gods, where can they withstand the kicks of the black-armored soldiers.

When I got down this foot, I basically vomited blood, and although some people with good physique did not vomit blood, they also fell to the ground in the same way.

After the kick, the movements of the black-armored soldiers did not stop there.

I saw that the black-armored soldiers in the front row actually opened some distance from their companions on the left and right at the same time, and took a step to the right at the same time.

The black-armored soldiers in the second row all stepped forward, and the halberds in their hands stabbed forward directly with their steps.

Countless blood was spilled.

The civilians who had just been directly kicked down by the black-armored soldiers in the front row had already been killed by the halberds in the hands of the black-armored soldiers in the second row. And these few steps, the black-armored soldiers are obviously extremely skilled, and the whole process is only less than two seconds.

In an instant, the entire hall fell into a dead silence again.

There is a big difference between chaos and revolution.

If revolution is something that countless people would rather sacrifice their lives to do. Chaos is the death of someone who dies and stops immediately.

"Squat! Squat!"

Seeing that the people who were still violent, like a bamboo, fell into silence again, the black-armored soldiers shouted.

At this time, countless people had lost the courage they had just now, and looked at the corpses on the ground that were born because of the chaos, and they all bowed their heads and squatted down obediently.

Once again, the situation was controlled by the black-armored soldiers.

The person who had been sitting behind the crowd, looking inconspicuous, but in fact had been giving orders, slowly stood up: "Just now... Who said they were going to fight us?"

The man asked.

Surrounded by black-armored soldiers, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, how could anyone dare to speak up at this moment? Obviously, no one answered this question.

The man snorted coldly: "Who is ?...?"

There was still no sound among the people.

In fact, not many people have been frightened and dare not speak. It's just that the corpse was too chaotic when it fell.

In the midst of that chaos, who suddenly shouted such a sentence, who knows who shouted it? I can't say that the person who shouted this sentence just let the black-armored soldier die!

The man snorted coldly again: "Didn't you have to fight hard just now, but now you don't even have the courage to stand up?" The man said this, but his eyes were always fixed on a man on the side of the crowd who couldn't stop shivering on the ground.

After the little leader of the black-armored soldiers finished speaking, he walked slowly in the direction of the man and squatted down: "Do you have the strength to fight with us?"

The little leader leaned down and whispered in the man's ear.

"I..."

When the man heard these words, he was already frightened to death, and he raised his head and was about to explain, but he was met with a solid punch.

Without waiting for the trembling man to explain, the little leader had already thrown a punch directly into the man's face.

This punch is really a lot of strength. Under the punch, the man was directly hit and bleeding from his mouth and nose. In the next second, the man covered his face that was dyed red and rolled on the ground in pain.

After the punch, the little leader's movements did not stop.

Although the punch just now was full of strength, it didn't seem to relieve it. I saw that the little leader spat the ground, slowly straightened the man so that he could lie flat on the ground, and sat on the man again.

Subsequently.

One punch, two punches, three punches, four punches!

The little leader's movements were not fast, even slow, so slow that everyone could easily count how many punches he had punched. But the strength of each punch is indeed heavier than the punch.

After four punches, the man's face was already open and fleshy.

In other words, these four punches can be described as a "no-brainer of him." ”

The little leader punched these few punches, and naturally no one dared to say anything to the people around.

On the contrary, the little leader looked very tired, and once again smacked the ground. Standing up from the man, he walked slowly towards the body that had just fallen, and said to his subordinates as he went, "This man must die and hang outside." ”

"Yes. His subordinates nodded in reply.

The little leader didn't speak again, just squatted down and looked at the corpses of his men on the ground, and slowly looked upstairs...