Wang Xi sat at his desk, his face sinking like water.

In front of him, a short man dressed in the royal family's retinue was kneeling on the ground and shivering.

Wang Xi didn't look at him, his eyes wandered flat on a note on the table.

The paper is good paper, the best green rattan paper, but this best green rattan paper is full of wrinkles, and the paper uses a moving code that only the Wang family can see, and a message is written, which makes Wang Xi uneasy.

Half of the note tells that Wang Shunchang's mission failed, and the other half writes about Wang Shunchang's death.

When Han Chuang and his party came out of Yunmengze, the spies of the Wang family got the news, and after verification, they confirmed Wang Shunchang's death.

They didn't understand how a master of the Contemplation Stage was killed by a group of children from the Transformation Period, but the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't believe it.

At this moment, the facts were written on the wrinkled green rattan paper, and Wang Xi's two fingers buckled and buckled on the paper, and finally couldn't hold back the burning anger and tore the paper into pieces.

It's like a white butterfly that represents misfortune, fluttering down.

The short man's head was pressed even lower, and he didn't even dare to look at Wang Xi, he didn't know what was written on the note, but from Wang Xi's performance at the moment, he could imagine that it must not be a pleasant thing.

Wang Xi's gaze was raised, and he slowly moved over the desk carved with the pattern of flowing clouds, and finally stopped at the dwarf who was prostrating deeply. The dwarf seemed to feel the majestic and fierce gaze, and trembled.

He was already trembling, but at this moment, the trembling was even more severe and more difficult to hide.

Wang Xi sneered.

The head of the short man was pressed lower and lower, and even pressed against the ground, as if the wooden ground was far less cold than Wang Xi's gaze.

Silence, silence for a long time.

The dwarf did not look up because he was silent, he knew that when Wang Xi's study was silent, there was often an amazing storm brewing.

Soon, Wang Xi's anger erupted like a thunderbolt that had been accumulated for a long time: "Say! Who else knows about this matter!"

Naturally, it was the things written on the slip of paper, and the dwarf did not know, but he knew the people who knew the things, and he knew the names of each and every one of them.

"Report, report to the elders, Yun Mengze's side, side sentry, side sentry know. He said tremblingly, still not looking up.

He could clearly feel how fierce the thunderous anger that had accumulated in that cold gaze was, and he could clearly feel what kind of aura was brewing in that old body.

Is it killing intent?

That's right, it's killing intent.

Shorties are familiar with this feeling.

Wang Xi calmed down, coldly looked at the dwarf who kept kowtowing, his purple lightning-like eyes swept over his head, and his face was cloudy.

"Is it only the people at the Yunmengze border guard who know?"

"Yes, yes. The dwarf kowtowed heavily and said, "Only Yun Mengze's border guard knows." ”

Wang Xi closed his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly opened them, and said slowly in a calm and strange tone: "Send someone over and kill them!"

Wang Xi closed his eyes again, "No one will be left!"

The dwarf did not dare to argue, and bowed to the ground, dragging a long string of blood all the way out of the room.

The light suddenly dimmed, and under the dim light, Wang Xi's face became extremely gloomy.

"Looks like we're leaving. A cold voice rang out in the room.

Two

On the city wall of Panlong Valley, Li Yunwei closed his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at the miserable situation under the city.

In order to leave Wang Shunji behind, he had to let Zhanlong's men and horses fight for more than twenty-three masters of the Huayuan period at the city gate.

The result is naturally a lose-lose situation.

War Dragons killed a total of six squads, six squads, and six hundred men, and they did not die under the claws of demon beasts, but died under the butcher's knives of humans, which has to be said to be an irony.

The twenty-two people led by Wang Shunji did not have a good time, twenty died, only two were still able to breathe, one of them had his thigh cut off, blood gushing like a spring, and the other sternum collapsed, and he could not live when he saw it.

There is only one person who really has combat effectiveness, Wang Shunji, but this one person is enough.

The blood was pervasive, the killing intent was rampant, a few trembling hands, trembling holding the long sword, and the owners of the hands showed a look of horror in their eyes.

It's not because they're afraid of death, the man of the war dragon is never afraid of death, but the person in front of him is even more terrible than death.

A person, a knife, seemed to never stop tired killing, and everyone who approached him was cut in half by the bloody knife, and no one could force him to make a second cut.

He was gasping for breath, his breath mixed with blood, his body staggering, and he was about to fall, but everyone believed that if anyone dared to approach him, he would be cut in two.

Someone once asked Wang Shunji: "What is your knife technique?"

Wang Shunji replied: "One knife and two cuts!"

It's so simple, isn't it true that people who use knives are pursuing a knife in two?

Wang Shunji's knife is the simplest, most direct, and most fierce knife.

Li Yun waved his hand, and the warriors under the city faded away as if they had been amnestied, leaving only Wang Shunji on the battlefield.

"Can you still fight?" Li Yun said, his voice was loud with a touch of sadness, today - too many people died, whether they deserved to die or not, there were too many deaths.

Wang Shunji's eyes raised, and two chilling cold lights shot out of his eyes.

"Of course, I can still kill you, do you believe it?" The long knife, which was still dripping blood, pointed at the tip of Li Yun's nose.

He didn't know who Li Yun was, but he understood that today's fire and the fight here came from the hands of this person.

Normally, although Wang Shunji kills people, he doesn't want to kill people, but at this moment, he wants to kill someone so much.

The monstrous battle intent made the heavens and the earth change color, the sun and the moon were dark, and even the battlefield full of blood corpses trembled.

"Dare to come down and fight me!"

The shouts continued to be transmitted, resounding through the sky, shaking the Panlong Valley, the former fortress of humanity.

The gray ancient city wall, although it is old, can still be seen in the solemnity and grandeur of the past. The city gate was closed, the patina was stained, and the cracks in the city wall were covered with moss, and these dark green mosses witnessed bloody disasters again and again.

"I'm not your opponent, and I won't fight you alone. Li Yun said lightly, "If you want to go, I can let you go." ”

Wang Shunji's mouth let out a "giggle" sneer, which was sarcastic and cold.

"Let me go, do you think you deserve to say this?" Wang Shunji's voice came, and his tone was suppressed and solemn.

A hint of foreboding suddenly rose in Li Yun's heart, his eyes flowed to the bloody knife, and his heart suddenly jumped.

But he said, "Can't I kill you?"

As if to cater to this sentence, on the city wall, all the warriors and swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the sound of Zheng Zheng was connected.

"Hahaha!"

The shrill laughter was like a nail, chiseled into everyone's ears.

"You are really naïve, do you think that the masters of the Condensation Period can be pushed to death by relying on the tactics of the sea of people? Today I will let you see the true power of the Condensation Period!"

Wang Shunji's gaze froze, and he raised his long knife, and a tragic, desolate, hellish momentum rose from him.

Countless splashes of blood gathered on him, and Wang Shunchang's eyes were red, and his eyes flashed with a crazy light.

"Die!"

The knife was swung out silently, but everyone, as if they had seen a bloody hell, their frightened expressions climbed up their cheeks in an instant.

The warriors began to wield their weapons, but instead of pointing at the enemies under the city, they pointed at their colleagues on the city walls, and the frantic slashing feast began, and everyone's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

Of these, only one gaze is clear.

Li Yun, he looked at everything that happened in front of him in a daze.

"No, what have you done to them!" Li Yun pointed at Wang Shunji under the city and shouted frantically.

"What did you do?" Wang Shunji smiled, his smile sarcastic and cold, "As you can see, I just let them kill each other, and you are the only one I spared." ”

"Why!" Li Yun's voice trembled, watching his brothers fall one by one, his heart felt like it had been bitten by thousands of demon beasts.

Hurt!

It hurts to drill the heart!

"Because, the feast of blood always needs to be appreciated. Wang Shunji said.

Before the words fell, a dragon groan suddenly came.