Some people are destined to carry something on their backs from the moment they are born, and then carry this heavy and unchangeable thing on their shoulders all the time, maybe it's hard, maybe it's painful. But when it's all over and you don't have anything on your back, you suddenly become overwhelmed and don't know where you should go next. It's like you're dead, and it's like you're living again.

Everyone present was stunned, no one thought that the Seven Sages King would stimulate the Blood Knife Wuxin who was already stuck in his throat at such a critical time, and what people didn't expect was that the Blood Knife Wuxin actually killed the Seven Sages King, and only used one move, in front of everyone. It was a fearless, once-in-a-lifetime stab that didn't give anyone time to react.

The Seven Sages are dead, really dead. The virtuous king, who was once above 10,000 people under one person, and the head of the red feather who once dominated the rivers and lakes, really died silently like this, and he didn't even have time to say the last word, but at the moment when his heart stopped beating, a trace of apology flashed in his eyes, but no one saw it.

Standing quietly in place, the bloody blade in his hand was still in the throat of the Seven Sage Kings, as if he had forgotten everything around him, but his eyes were quietly staring at the Seven Sage Kings, who were motionless and had dull facial features, and suddenly felt that he had lost something in his heart, and his mind was blank, and he didn't know if it was the excitement after the revenge, or because of something else, the whole person seemed to be stupid.

"Looking for death!!" A terrible, angry cry sounded in front of the death-like and quiet dragon mound gate, reaching everyone's ears, and finally pulling everyone back to reality.

Wuxin, who was in a daze, was suddenly awakened by this loud shout, only to find that the Dragon Emperor standing on the altar had been furious, looking at Wuxin's eyes full of murderous energy, and he couldn't wait to break Wuxin's corpse into thousands of pieces.

After waking up, Wuxin casually pulled out the blood knife inserted in the throat of the Seven Sage Kings, swung it hard, cut the ropes tied to Ruyi and Nangong Chu, and then pulled the two behind him, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Take them away!!"

At the same time, an angry shout came again: "Kill them! Don't let any of them go!" The voice came from the mouth of the Dragon Emperor, and the island lord of Crescent Island at this time looked more like a crazy madman, his red hair was scattered in the wind, his face was suffocated, and he could feel the raging anger emanating from him a few feet away.

The moment Wuxin pulled Ruyi and Nangong Chu behind him, the person had already rushed out, facing the subordinates of Xinyue Island and those living dead who rushed up after the Dragon Emperor's order, and the blood knife in his hand turned into countless flame-like lightning, repelling one enemy after another! From beginning to end, he didn't look at the Seven Sages King again, as if the dead body on the ground no longer meant anything to him at this time.

At this time, the Seven Sage Kings had already fallen straight to the ground at the moment when they unintentionally pulled out the learning point, and there was no more movement, and there would be no more movement. In the rivers and lakes since then, there is no such organization as Red Feather, and in the world since then, there is no virtuous king who is enough to sit on the throne. Everything was so sudden, and so embarrassing.

Long Xinyue and Leng had already rushed to Ruyi and Nangong Chu's side, pulling the two of them to retreat into the woods on the side, probably they had already expected what kind of consequences were waiting for them after angering the Dragon Emperor, at least Long Xinyue knew it in his heart. But at this time, Ruyi seemed to be stupid, no matter how Long Xinyue dragged it away, he refused to leave, and he didn't know what happened.

Long Xinyue had no choice but to directly carry Ruyi on her shoulders, and then rushed to the woods on the side, no longer caring about greeting others.

Ruyi, who was carried by Long Xinyue on his shoulder, looked blankly at the Seven Sage Kings who fell in a pool of blood, feeling the trace of hot blood that had splashed on his face just now flowing down his cheeks, his expression was painful, he bit his lips tightly, and tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

Originally, Nangong Chu also planned to follow Wuxin and rush towards the enemy who was surging like a flood, but he was dragged by Leng and signaled him to follow Long Xinyue and leave quickly, while covering Long Xinyue and Ruyi, while leaving marks along the road, so that Wuxin could lead everyone to find them. Nangong Chu had no choice but to grit his teeth and leave, but his hatred for the Dragon Emperor, Ghost Bian, and Crescent Island had been completely rooted in his heart, because they had hurt the people he could cherish with his life.

"Young master, you go first! we will break off!" Leng shouted, and rushed into the battle group with the remaining few shadow members, surrounding Wuxin and preventing any enemy from approaching.

"Now is not the time to be reckless, take them away, I will go to you later!I order you!" Wuxin looked at Leng and said loudly, this was the first time he spoke to Leng in a commanding tone.

But after Leng listened to Wuxin's so-called order, he couldn't listen to it at all, but said loudly: "If the young master doesn't leave, we won't leave, unless we all die here!" What he said was serious, he had never been so sincere, but this kind of sworn allegiance was no longer the idea that Zhuge Yunqing had instilled in them since childhood, but they followed it willingly.

"What a touching picture, since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you!" The Dragon Emperor shouted angrily, and before the words fell, he had already turned to look at the other side, and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

With the Dragon Emperor's gaze, Ghost Bian was commanding several of Crescent Island's subordinates to slash several kneeling people to the ground, and their heads fell to the ground without the slightest hesitation.

Four people, four bodies in pitch-black clothes, four pitch-black veils, with a flash of cold light, four familiar heads rolled off in an instant. These four people are none other than the other four shadow members who hid outside the dragon mound after being poisoned, and they don't know when they have been caught by the enemy, and at this time, they were killed by the enemy, and they didn't have time to struggle.

Wuxin looked at this scene close at hand, his eyes were wide, his eye sockets were almost cracked, and a trace of blood covered his eyes, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. His eyes were instantly filled with countless emotions. It was his brother who had been born and died with him, and he died in front of him so much at this moment, and he still didn't know what they all looked like.

As several captured shadows were killed, more people rushed towards Wuxin and the others who were surrounded in the crowd, the people of Crescent Island seemed to have gone crazy, more fearless than those of the living dead, maybe each of them knew how terrible the Dragon Emperor was under the rage, and no one dared to perfunctory.

"Young master, let's go!" Leng Yi was about to walk towards the shadows, and shouted loudly as he retreated. He couldn't count the number of enemies in front of him, and he couldn't take care of those siblings who had eaten and lived together for so many years, and he knew that the most important thing he should do now was to protect and leave without intention.

Unintentionally struggling, with red eyes open, while being pulled by the cold to retreat in the direction where Long Xinyue left, while looking at those brothers with different heads, their fists clenched, their nails embedded in the flesh of their palms without realizing it, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out along the gap between the fists. He didn't want to leave like that, he didn't want to leave his companions, and he never left his companions.

As the remaining shadows fought desperately, they finally broke a bloody path and rushed to the direction where Long Crescent Moon left, gradually leaving the enemy behind, and it seemed that bursts of shouts of killing could still be faintly heard in the air.

At the last moment of entering the woods, Wuxin, who had been being held back by the cold death, seemed to have finally come back to his senses, and turned his head to look at the Dragon Emperor who was standing on the altar and was also staring at him, his eyes were cold, containing a trace of undying hatred that was even more undying than the original hatred for the Seven Sages King.

An oath appeared in the heart of Wuxin at this time, and he swore that he would make the price pay for those who hurt those around him, no matter who he was......