Chapter 12: Killing

After everyone was swept by this indifferent gaze, they looked at the deep ravine on the wall again, the horror on their faces was beyond measure, and then they looked at the open door not far away, and after a little hesitation, they finally made a decision, and rushed towards the door in a swarm.

Although the iceberg-like girl said "Escapee, die!", and saw with her own eyes that a person who was just about to step out of the threshold was instantly frozen into an ice corpse, but even if she didn't escape, she couldn't avoid being split in half.

And once you have the opportunity to escape, then you can really escape from this place.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone chose to fight for their lives.

"If you want to escape, can you escape?"

Changsheng said indifferently, the figure suddenly swept out like a violent wind, and the blood sword waved in his hand, forming a blood-colored sword shadow, and then one after another fierce sword qi rushed away, and Changsheng's figure followed the sword qi, and the speed was not slow at all.

The sword qi rushed into the crowd, as if cutting tofu, and directly cut the bodies of several people in an instant, and the flesh and blood flew sideways for a while, and after the miserable scream, the strong sword qi split a gap in the crowd.

Some people had their arms cut off by the sword qi, some people had lost their legs and feet, blood gushed out, and the broken arms and stump legs spun in the air a few times before falling to the ground;

Someone was split in half directly from the middle, and he didn't even let out a scream, and his brain, blood, viscera, and some other things all came out of his brain, and the blood stains all over the ground and the strong smell of blood spread.

There was an expression on the faces of some people, stunned and full of fear, looking at Changsheng, as if they had seen a demon coming out of the abyss, trembling.

In an instant, more than 20 people had died under the blood sword, and the blood flowed like a river, and corpses were everywhere! Qin Yu and Lian Meng's faces were a little pale.

Although Qin Yu had killed people before, such a bloody scene really couldn't make him feel like water and be indifferent.

I can't imagine that Changsheng's heart is ruthless, and he will be better than himself!

The butterfly dance, who had never seen such a tragic situation, was even more unbearable, and the smell of blood in her nose made her turn around and retch.

And when the sword qi swept through the crowd and choked unabated, Changsheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone else, and the bloody scene of Shicai did not make his face change in the slightest, and a strong murderous intent filled his eyes.

Seeing the immortal life like a god of death, everyone was terrified, for fear that the next one to fall under the sword qi would be their own flesh and blood.

"Shaoxia spares his life, Shaoxia spares his life, we are just following the class, this matter has nothing to do with us at all, it is all Zhang Yuan's conspiracy alone, we are not involved at all!"

Someone suddenly knelt on the ground with a "bang", snot and tears flowed out together, and the bloody scene just now had scared his guts and begged for mercy.

"Spare your life? Didn't you always praise Zhang Yuan before? Did you ever think about letting the four of us go at that time?"

Changsheng Dao, his expression immediately turned cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger: "Since you choose to follow Zhang Yuan, then you should have the consciousness to pay the price!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored sword shadow instantly enveloped everyone, and the generation of each sword shadow must be accompanied by a spray of blood and a terrible scream.

Changsheng's figure flashed through the crowd, and he couldn't even see how his hands moved, one by one the figures suddenly fell to the ground, blood flowed, severed limbs flew, and his head fell to the ground, but Changsheng didn't have the slightest mercy, and the movements in his hands didn't pause at all.

Blasphemy of the Dreamer, Die!

Not only Zhang Yuan is going to die, all the participants are going to die!

The sword flickered, the blood splattered, and at this moment, human life was so worthless!

Slaughtering people is like slaughtering dogs!

A moment later, in the huge courtyard, except for Changsheng, Qin Yu, Lianmeng, and Butterfly Dance, and Zhang Yuan, who was frozen there, and only his eyes could turn all over his body, there was no one alive.

The night, the silence was terrible, and who would have thought that in such a quiet night, in the city lord's mansion, a bloody killing occurred.

Changsheng's body was splashed with blood, but surprisingly, after killing so many people, there was no blood dripping from the blood sword in his hand, as if this blood sword had never been unsheathed.

Or maybe the blood was absorbed by this blood sword!

Mercy Dream and Butterfly Dance are both sensitive and wise people, and even if they find this, they are suddenly shocked when they find out!

What kind of sword is this, it can actually absorb human blood.

Qin Yu, on the other hand, was quite calm, when he was in the depths of Qi Mountain, in the cave behind the mountain stream and water, he was accidentally cut by the blade of the sword, and he was almost sucked into a dry corpse.

"What a bloody sword!"

Changsheng praised again, took a step, and walked slowly towards Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's pupils contracted infinitely, and the look of horror on his face was incomprehensible, he thought that Qin Yu and Changsheng would be fascinated, and the remaining two little girls were not at their mercy and wantonly played, but they didn't think about it, and the delicate Pity Dream had more powerful means.

If you are not so careless, if you put poison not in the wine, then everything that happens now will be rewritten.

But there are not so many ifs in the world, and it is impossible to turn back time, after all, what happened has happened, no matter how much Zhang Yuan regrets it, it will be useless, what awaits him is only death.

Changsheng's footsteps, to Zhang Yuan's ears, seemed to be stepping on his heart every step, Zhang Yuan wanted to shout, want to ask for help, want to beg for mercy, but the cold cold air had frozen his upper and lower jaws, unable to move a bit, and his mouth was firmly frozen together, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his mouth and make a little sound.

I want to move, but I can't move, I want to speak, but I can't speak. Seeing the immortal holding the blood sword, he walked towards him step by step, but he couldn't do anything, he could only wait, wait for the blood sword to cross his throat, wait for the blood to spurt out like a column, and wait for the end of his life.

No, even if the blood sword slashes through the throat, there will be no blood flowing out, because under the cold outside, I am afraid that even the blood in the body will be frozen.

The look on Zhang Yuan's face can be described in four words, frightened, knowing that waiting for him will be death, but his body can't move, there is no way to escape, only to wait for death, which makes Zhang Yuan completely desperate.

In the silence of the night, the footsteps of Changsheng were still heavy, each sound seemed to hit Zhang Yuan's heart hard, gradually, Zhang Yuan's eyes became dull, he had given up the hope of life, and his eyes were no different from those of a dead man.

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The blood sword slashed across his throat, and Zhang Yuan didn't seem to feel the pain, the expression on his face didn't change in any way, and no blood splashed out.

In the huge courtyard, except for Changsheng, Qin Yu, Lianmeng, and Butterfly Dance, there was no one alive.

The indifference and killing intent on Changsheng's face finally disappeared gradually, looking at the three people in front of him with somewhat ugly faces, his eyes softened, and he said in a deep voice: "Although the scene is bloody, we should learn to adapt, because what awaits us in the future will be even more miserable than this!"

Qin Yu nodded, and couldn't help but recall what Changsheng said when he was seriously injured and almost lost his life because he was affected by a war.

"If the war in this world cannot be stopped, then I will become the god of this world!"

"I want to be the god of this world, and I will strangle the war by force, and I will kill whoever provokes the war!"

This is the dream of immortality, and it has also become Qin Yu's dream.

To realize this dream, the enemies who will die in their own hands in the future will be a thousand times or ten thousand times more than these people who will be killed forever!

Therefore, Changsheng is right, he must adapt to this bloody scene, otherwise how can he become a god in this world and kill all the sins in this world.

Only by moving forward in the bloody wind and rain and growing up in the killing can we finally become the god of this world, the god who makes the world frightened, tremble, and be shocked!

Qin Yu suddenly felt that the figure of Changsheng had actually become taller in his eyes, which made Qin Yu couldn't help but admire it.

At the same time, Qin Yu's eyes underwent an inexplicable change, and his face returned to normal, looking at the broken limbs and corpses all over the ground, and the blood flowing, but there was a kind of indifference in his eyes.

Mercy's expression still looked cold, but the determination in her eyes indicated her thoughts.

Butterfly Dance's expression was still a little unnatural, and she was not to blame, after all, she had just come into contact with Qin Yu and the three of them, and she didn't have the previous experience of the three of them, so she couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Although it was already the second half of the night at this moment, there was still time before dawn, and after these things happened, the four of them naturally had no idea of resting, and after Changsheng cleaned the blood stains on his body and changed into a set of clean clothes, he left the City Lord's Mansion.

Before leaving, Changsheng also cut off Zhang Yuan's head, picked up a sharp knife, and nailed Zhang Yuan's head to the city wall with a sharp knife when he left the gate of the small city.