"It's okay, it's not hurting deeply," Bettobeni opened the box and sprinkled a large amount of white medicine

No. 53 would never have imagined that there was a heart-rending pain in his legs, he screamed and jumped up, but before he could run two steps, he felt a numbness in his feet and fell again

It turned out that Betobeni slashed his hamstring with a sword and let out an intriguing sinister smile

"You...... What are you doing...... Ah...... "No. 53 is really in severe pain, I don't know what the ingredients of Baiyao are, and it will be like a sharp pain in the heart."

"Hey, hey, what do you say," Betobene swung down a few more swords, and made a few more cuts in him, but they were not fatal, and then sprinkled with white medicine

No. 53 rolled on the ground in pain, and now all he could move was his mouth, and he kept gnawing on the mud and grass on the ground, and big drops of sweat slipped down

"The salt tastes good," Betobeni kept shaking the box in front of him, "don't worry, I won't kill you right away, I haven't had enough."

Then leaned over and lifted his chin, "A waste of wood like you, which is useless except for psychological distortion, only a fool like Tianchen will care about me, so let's clean up the portal for him."

"Mixed ...... Egg," No. 53 rebuked, "Shi can be killed...... Shameless"

"Hahahaha," Bertobany laughed, "how can it be so cheap to die, you give me a good look," and he walked towards the body of Number 60

An ominous premonition came to my heart...... He prepares......

"No...... Don't," No. 53 endured the severe pain and tried to crawl over, but his hands and feet were injured and he couldn't move at all, and his heart was so anxious that it burned like a fire

I saw Betobeni pick up the body of No. 60, first up and down, his hands stroked it again, and then praised: "Nice girl, it's so slender and tempting when she dies, haha, I like it very much," and then put his mouth up and kept kissing

No. 53 roared desperately and cursed until his voice was hoarse and his voice was crying out blood

This is her own sister, her sister who has depended on her since she was a child, she is alive, she can't protect her, and now that she is dead, she has to watch her be molested, how much of a wreck she is!

At this moment, his heart was full of hatred, not only for the white-haired witch, but also for the entire Royal Knights

His own captain is cowardly and incompetent, and the captain of others is even more shameless, and the entire knight order and even the entire empire are like a piece of rotten wood, which is mothed with holes, and the ultimate victim is himself

At this moment, a crisp bell rang and drew the attention of both of them

The bell fluttered rhythmically and drew closer and closer, and Betobeni hurriedly stood up on guard

I saw a figure swaying out from the depths of the jungle, tall in a tall robe, wearing long hair, holding a rosary, looking like a monk

What made the sound was his Zen staff, with several bells tied to it, and before the two of them could get close, they felt a black oppressive aura

"Who's coming?" asked Betobeni warily

The monk didn't answer, but sang alone: "The human heart is black and white, the two extremes of good and evil, the idea of good and evil is not easy to choose in an instant, and the extremely good is the Buddha, and the evil enters the world, and everything in the world follows this principle."

Betobeni couldn't understand what he was singing, thinking he was chanting, so he threatened: "The stinky monk advises you not to meddle in your affairs, or else...... I'll marinate you into bacon."

He has salt in his hands, and he usually likes to apply salt and chili water to his flying sword, although this is not poisonous, but it can increase the pain of others, which is what he wants to see the most

"Hmph, you have fallen into the devil too deeply," the monk reprimanded, "The evil spirits in the world are all transformed by the heart of extreme evil, and you are not far from here."

"I don't know what you're fooling around," Betobeni pulled out five or six flying swords, the set of flying swords he had made for him had been seized, and now he was using cooking utensils bought at the bazaar, although they felt far from the touch, but they were of the right size

"Let's Go Flying Swordsmanship - Thousand Swords Kill"

Several flying swords were thrown at the monk in unison, and the halfway track suddenly spread out, like a living thing, enveloping the enemy from all directions, and there was no room to dodge

Sure enough, the monk did not react at all, and was stabbed in the abdomen, shoulder, elbow, or even throat by the sword

"Successed"

Seeing the blade entering his body, Betobeni showed a smug smile, and no one could dodge his stunt Thousand Swords Kill, because this is a flying sword that will find the key point on its own and launch an attack

His control over the power of his own dimension is the strongest in the entire Royal Knights, and everyone is mainly destroyed, but he takes the path of control

The dimensional power attached to the sword is very small, but it is connected with his mind, which can be said to be where to fight, and the most terrifying thing is that dozens of swords are fired together, and there are no dead ends at all

Therefore, in the Royal Knights, except for a few people who can barely resist Bertobeni's Thousand Sword Killing, he is almost undefeated

In the face of the mysterious monk, he didn't take the enemy lightly, he used a stunt, but after a move, he realized that he was too serious, this opponent was not strong, and he didn't react at all, maybe he could finish him with just one sword

He couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, fortunately, there was no one else at the scene, the No. 53 was about to die, otherwise he would have to be laughed at, and the captain of the eighth brigade of the Knights would be as timid as a mouse

He wanted to laugh a few times to relieve his pressure, but when he finished laughing, he realized that the monk was still standing, and he didn't look strange

No, his sword blade was covered with salt, and even if the wound wasn't fatal, it should be rolling on the ground in pain, right, he seemed to be fine

I saw that the monks were slowly approaching him, and the flying swords piercing him fell one after another, and if you looked closely, the heads of the swords were crooked, and they didn't pierce his skin at all

Betobeni was so frightened that she couldn't help but retreat, thinking that there were still invulnerable people in this world

No, even if the sword can't hurt him, but the blade has its own dimensional power, even if it is metal armor, it can be like cutting tofu, how hard is his body

He hurriedly asked, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The monk replied calmly, "The old man is just an ordinary demon master."

"What are you kidding," cried Bertobani, "you demon master, don't you do a good exorcism, what are you doing here?"

"There is no difference between a wicked man and a demon," replied the demon master, and because he was closer, he could see his eyes, and his dark eyes covered the entire socket, and there was not a trace of the whites of his eyes, which was strange and gloomy

Frightened, Betobeni slashed forward with his sword, and countless cold lights tore through the night sky like a meteor shower

This time, he injected a large amount of dimensional power into each sword, so it looked like it was shining, but the speed of consumption was also extremely amazing, and he didn't stop until the energy in his body bottomed out

This time he threw one hundred and thirteen swords, breaking any of his previous records

Every time he controls an extra sword, he has to consume an extra amount of concentration, and the ninety-nine swords used to be his limit, but now, in a moment of crisis, the tension he has never felt before actually drove him to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop

Although the number of flying swords exceeded a hundred, he still felt that he was within his control, and if it wasn't for the lack of energy, he could control even more

A wave of ecstasy welled up in his heart, and after the breakthrough, Betobeni's confidence was greatly increased, and around him, a hundred swords flew together, and the light was magnificent, and then his mind moved, and all the swords were pointed at the target, and they stabbed at a rapid speed

The demon master was surrounded by flying swords in the core, and he didn't dodge the dead corner, and seeing that he was about to be pierced by ten thousand swords, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air

"What," Betobeni's eyes widened, but he couldn't see anything, but heard only the sound of small footsteps

He was frightened, he was not afraid of god-like opponents, he was afraid of this kind of unpredictable guy, and he heard that there was a freak called "Soul Darker" in the Dongliu Kingdom, who could come and go without a trace, could the other party be this kind of person

If that's the case, then you've met your nemesis

"Sure enough, you rely too much on your eyes"

Suddenly, the voice of the enemy sounded behind him, and as soon as Betobeni turned around, a wave of fire rushed in his face, and the heat burned his skin and blinded his eyes

"Wow," he covered his face in pain, his body kept retreating, and those out-of-control flying swords flew around like headless flies

"Eat the fruits of your own seeds!" The demon master raised his staff, and the flying swords turned around in unison, stabbing at the unsuspecting Betobeni

Hundreds of crisp chopping sounds sounded, Betobeni turned into a hedgehog, the salt on the blade of the sword entered his bloodstream, the pain was so painful that he didn't have time to scream before he lost consciousness, and the founder of a generation of masters, the founder of a thousand sword streams, died under his famous skills

Their battle No. 53 is vivid, although it is likely that he will die next, but his heart is extremely happy, he can't imagine that karma will be so fast, this pig and dog are not as good as Bertto Beni, it is really not good to die

The Demon Master stepped forward and looked at the dying No. 53 and asked, "Young man, do you have any other wishes?"

Number 53 replied, "I don't want anything more than to be buried with my sister when I die," and closed his eyes

"You unproductive," the demon master rebuked angrily, "Who killed your sister, don't you have to avenge the blood and revenge?"

"Yes," No. 53 smiled bitterly, "I want to report it, but I can't do anything about it, I can't even do anything about her organizationally."

"You bastard," the demon master scolded, "there are many ways to take revenge, do you have to do it yourself?"

A glimmer of hope ignited in No. 53's eyes and he hurriedly asked, "Can Your Excellency help me?"

"It's up to you," replied the Demon Master, "your enemy is the embodiment of Tiankui, and keeping her will only continue to harm the world, so it is not your business to destroy him, but also the business of the world, you don't need to give up and live to seek opportunities."

No. 53 hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Hey...... Now that my sister is dead, how can I live alone?"

The Demon Master glanced at his sister's body and asked, "If I can let her live, will you promise me one thing?"

No. 53 raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of prayer and expectation, "Master's words are true, if this is the case, I would like to be a cow and a horse."

"No," the demon master smiled, "just the contract of your soul"