Jun Xuehan took the angel sword handed by Qian Lingxue, walked straight down the fourth floor, stood at the staircase leading to the fourth floor, looked at the people who kept using it, the anti-scale killing spear in his right hand trembled slightly, and the angel sword in his left hand was upside down in his hand.

As the first person entered his attack range, the Reverse Scale Killing Spear and the Angel Sword in his hand were immediately swung without any fancy movements, some were just the most basic moves, and they were also the most used moves.

The sword light flickered, the gun shadow was vertical and horizontal, two super artifacts, Jun Xuehan with one artifact in his hand, every time he swung it, one person fell in a pool of blood.

Blood was thrown in the air like raindrops, blooming one after another. The white clothes on his body were completely rendered into a strange red by blood, exuding a very strong smell of blood.

A head of silver hair, under the rendering of blood, turned into a dark red, pasted together, a pair of eyes, a red glow formed by killing intent appeared, and a cold breath, as if it was the Nine Heavens Xuanbing, with a bloody breath, spread out from Jun Xuehan's body.

The shouts, the shouts of killing, are like the waves of the sea, one after another, endlessly.

However, due to the narrowness of the staircase, there were only seven or eight people who could rush up at one time, and the corpses kept falling on the stairs, rolling down from the stairs, and hitting many people behind.

But as soon as someone fell, someone made up for it, rushed towards Jun Xuehan, and then fell, and so on, and so on.

Outside the small building, Hu Liena, Evil Yue, Yan, and the three of them, looking at the situation in the small building, couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"How many people are here, junior brother, they seem to be in trouble." Hu Liena looked at the situation in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but be solemn.

The strength of Jun Xuehan and Qian Lingxue is very strong, but this is completely a crowd tactic, and the people who continue to rush into the small building have already exceeded a thousand people, and the entire street outside the small building has begun to be congested, and people are constantly coming.

Even if it is dragged hard with human life, it is enough to exhaust the soul power, so that it will lose its combat effectiveness and be slaughtered by others.

"What are you waiting for, go up and help." Yan took out a big knife and was about to rush in, but was held down by Hu Liena and Evil Moon at the same time.

"Don't worry, in this case, we need to outwit it, we can't rush brainlessly, otherwise someone else will save people, and the people outside, one person and one knife, are enough to kill the three of us." Hu Liena said solemnly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

In the current situation, it is absolutely impossible to rush without brains.

"Nana, when we were killing hell, Brother Han said that no matter what happened or what sound we heard, let us not come out. If you look at it this way, Brother Han should have guessed this situation a long time ago, and he would never do something that he is not sure of. Evil Moon touched her chin and said thoughtfully.

"That's right, but he's also my junior brother no matter what, in this case, I can't sit idly by, if you want to go back, just go back, I'm thinking about it." Hu Liena's eyes became more and more thoughtful and solemn, and a silver short sword appeared in her hand.

"We harass outside, kill one, we can reduce it, the pressure on the junior and younger brothers, if we can attract the attention of some people, then we can buy more time, only one blow, whether we can kill people or not, we will withdraw, and shoot from different directions." After Hu Liena, Evil Moon, and Yan exchanged a look, they immediately separated and went in different directions.

In the small building, blood flowed on the ground, and the red blood had covered the entire staircase, rendering the staircase blood-red.

Tick, tick, blood seems to be a pool of blood, constantly flowing on the stairs, the bloody breath stimulates everyone's nerves, and in addition to the rising killing intent in their hearts, all their eyes are slightly red, and they frantically rush towards Jun Xuehan above the stairs.

On the fourth floor, Qian Lingxue stood up from the ground, endured the pain in her leg, walked down, took the angel sword in Jun Xuehan's hand, and stood with him, facing the people who rushed up.

Jun Xuehan looked at Qian Ling Xue beside him, the two looked at each other and smiled, and without saying a word, the blade in his hand appeared, and the silver dragon spear appeared in Jun Xuehan's left hand.

The silver dragon spear was projected by Jun Xuehan, accustomed to the bodies of several people, nailing people to the ground, the unique devouring ability of the silver dragon lance was activated, devouring the energy in the human body inserted in the silver dragon lance, to restore Jun Xuehan's own soul power, and the injuries on his body.

The devouring ability is an ability unique to the Silver Dragon Lance Martial Spirit itself, so it is not suppressed by the rules of the Killing Capital at all.

There are more and more corpses on the stairs, and the people behind must move the corpses on the stairs if they want to rush up, and this also gives Jun Xuehan and Qian Lingxue time to breathe.

Although the respite was brief, it was sufficient.

In addition, there are Hu Liena, Evil Moon, and Yan, who are constantly harassing outside, which also relieves the two of them a lot of pressure.

Jun Xuehan's white clothes have been completely wet with blood, and there is constantly blood falling from the white clothes, if, if you don't say it, no one will think that this clothes were originally white, because the white clothes at this time have completely turned into bloody clothes.

The blood in it has his own, but nine out of ten is someone else's.

"Xue'er, you have a leg injury, just stay here, don't move around, I'll clear the field." Jun Xuehan stretched out his hand and stroked the hair that fell from Qianyue's forehead behind his ear, and said softly.

"Don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think." Qian Lingxue showed a smile and nodded slightly, indicating that she didn't need to worry about her.

"Well, you can have a good rest, no one will kill you." Jun Xuehan smiled, and the anti-scale killing spear in his hand was raised slightly, knocking down the corpse in front of him, and rushed down directly.

The corpse that rolled down hit a lot of people, and the Reverse Scale Killing Divine Spear was swung up, and the person who was just about to get up was directly killed by the Reverse Scale Killing Divine Spear.

Reaching out and taking out the silver dragon spear, it was projected in the direction of the second floor, and Jun Xuehan's figure, like a ghost, moved with a cold and bloody aura.

The silver spear flowers, and the crimson blood flowers, seemed to form a picture scroll in mid-air, and behind the picture scroll, countless blood and lives.

Under the deterrence of the cold and bloody breath, the people in front couldn't help but feel frightened, and they retreated back, and the people in front of them didn't know the situation, and rushed forward, and a crowded picture appeared in front of Jun Xuehan's eyes.

(End of chapter)