Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Enemy Dies, and Good and Evil Are Rewarded in the End
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A black flickering sword light appeared on the sword, and a frantically surging sword intent appeared on his body.
The flickering sword light turned into the deepest roar, and finally exploded, forming a fierce demon face with blue faces and fangs!
The surging sword intent condensed into the sharpest fangs, and finally transformed, gathering into a terrifying sword with a cold aura.
The sword and the demon merged, and the dove man finally moved!
His sword pointed directly at the broadsword hidden in the golden light, and the master of the broadsword who refused to give up.
The moment the golden light diffused out, it began to shrink and collapse, shrinking towards the center, the centermost big knife.
The golden light instantly condensed into small dots, and on the tip of the knife, it spun wildly and rapidly.
The earthy scent spreads and snaws around the tip of the nose.
The scent of grass stirred and swirled around every corner of the body.
The fish in the pond are also swimming around.
But no one appreciates, no one appreciates, no one has the leisure to appreciate.
The golden point of light on the tip of the sword finally bit the troll sword intent on the sword.
At this moment, there was not a trace of sound except for the flickering of crazy light, except for the brewing calm waiting for the next moment of unrest.
However, this calm is always short-lived, so short that not even a thousandth breath can be breathed.
A violent explosion was heard.
The dove man lowered his head, and blood dripped, like a beaded curtain, on the tip of his sword.
Ah Ba buried his head, the big knife was slanted to the ground, gasping deeply, and the blood, along the big knife, little by little, moistened the ground under the knife.
The next moment, the two moved again!
He holds the knife, he twists the sword!
He has the intention of killing, and he has an unwilling soul.
Why, why did you kill her? She was gentle and quiet, why couldn't you let her go! And the people in the town, what did they do wrong? Why did you choose this town!
Why, why did you actually hurt me! You only have the true qi of the third heaven in the early stage of refining and refining qi, and I have broken through to the eleventh heaven in the early stage! No matter how strong your physical strength is? I am eight levels higher than you!
They are still asking, hysterically asking in their own hearts, but, will there be an answer?
Crazy killing intent swirled in their eyes, and in the end, the only remaining true qi was drunk by them into their weapons, and they poured it without any consequences!
The shadows were lightened under the moonlight, lightened, lightened, but deeper.
When the sun rises tomorrow morning, there will be calm here, but not now, at least not now!
The last exchange, the last exchange of knives and swords.
After that, all will be restored to peace.
The sword of the dove man pierced into Ah Ba's body again, and Ah Ba's knife finally cut the body of the dove man into two pieces!
Blood, dripping blood spurted out wildly, from the sword wound, from the body of the dove man who was broken in two.
But the smell of danger is still so strong.
Ah Ba shrank up sharply, and in this moment, his curled body slammed into his back.
What greeted him was not a collision as it should be, it was a sword!
With the strength of his retreat, the sword pierced his back fiercely.
Before he had time to withdraw the broadsword, and before he had time to make any superfluous movements, the sword stabbed into his body
Blood gushed out again!
Xue Liang's sword body was still trembling slightly in his abdomen.
The buzzing sound of swords, so noisy.
However, the dove man snorted, full of pain.
The hilt of the sword could no longer be grasped, and his body fell backwards weakly. The despair in his eyes shone so clearly on every corner of his eyes.
The crushed paper fell weakly from his hand, the illusion charm!
He had a knife stuck in his heart, a bull's-eared knife.
Every time he handled his prey, he used this knife to chop the woman's bones. Later, the knife was left on his side.
The moment his body was pierced by the sword, he pulled out the knife that had been pinned to his waist and thrust it behind him!
The sword, piercing through his body.
punctured the internal organs that didn't have time to deviate, but he still endured the injury!
There was a cold despair on the face of the dove man.
His heart has been shattered, and even if his injuries can be cured, who would be willing to pay a huge price to treat a small character like him, who is not even an ant in the eyes of the people of the Holy Gate.
His death is a foregone conclusion.
The image in his eyes shimmered like a wave
He thought of his parents who were killed by bandits, and he thought of the woman who was forcibly taken by the bullies, the woman who he would never forget in his life.
From then on, he swore that he would take revenge, and that he would no longer experience the feeling that life and death were not in his hands!
Kill all who dare to offend you.
He ran into the boss.
The boss taught him a lot, taught him the skills of killing, taught him to kill by any means, and taught him to get what he wanted by any means.
He killed a lot of people, the bandits, the bullies, but every time he killed someone, only a deep desolation remained in his heart.
Shouldn't I be happy?
This feeling of being in control of someone else's life and death, but, why am I still at a loss?
He hated it when he was dazed, but he still put on a look of satisfaction with the breath of blood.
Is it because of relatives? Is it because of women?
His eyes flashed with the kind faces of his parents and the gentle smiles of the woman.
A bright smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth, diluting the gloomy dove.
He gently reached out and grasped it, as if holding the beauty of the past.
In this smile, the divine light in his eyes dimmed, dimmed, and finally completely invisible. His body fell to the ground, and his breath disappeared completely.
Ah Ba could no longer stand steadily, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground on one knee.
Panting heavily, ignoring the corners of his mouth and wounds that were still bleeding, he gasped deeply.
He was so tired, the battle drained every ounce of strength in his body.
True Qi is exhausted. Damage to internal organs. The body reaches its limits.
He looked at the dove man lying on the ground with relief, has he finally taken revenge? Revenge......
His heart suddenly flooded with boundless loneliness, even if he took revenge, what could he do?
She's dead. She's not coming back.
Everything in the forest is left with deep loneliness.
This town, I'm afraid, won't exist anymore.
In a few years, if I came back here, it wouldn't be there.
Just like her.
It will no longer crouch at the door, smiling and waiting for me to return.
He slowly drew the sword from his abdomen, picked up the broadsword, and cleaned up the traces left by the battle.
I'm afraid that this dove man still has accomplices, and he doesn't dare to stay for long.
After a little treatment of the injuries and a fire that burned the man's body, he endured the pain and staggered away.
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