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These sudden voices, emotionless, repeat the words of summer!

"Blood for blood, killing for killing!"

"Violence to violence!"

"Stop evil with evil!"

"Let the good people live!"

The black-clothed Three Holy Envoys and the evil bandits were shocked, and shouted fiercely: "Who?"

"Pretend to be a ghost, get out!"

The air in the Hall of Justice was extremely solemn.

In the dark.

A murderous force has locked down all the bandits in the Hall of Justice.

The cold wind outside the door rolled up the dust on the ground inside the house, and there was boundless killing intent inside.

The eyes of the black-clothed Three Holy Envoys were still empty outside the door, and there were only two women.

The voice came from behind the white-faced little prince.

It's as if there's a real devil hiding in it.

This moment.

The heart of the evil bandit was cold.

Has this white-faced little prince really turned into a demon?

But.

The bandits in front of him in the summer don't believe in evil!

They believe in the knife in their hands!

They can be invincible with black faith and ruthlessness, and they can also hack this white-faced little prince to death.

Four bandit knives, with boundless killing intent, want to cut the summer into several pieces.

Of course, the head of this white-faced little prince cannot be touched, and the little face cannot be spent.

Otherwise, you won't be rewarded!

Money often unmakes the men who make it!

Wealth and danger are sought!

All kinds of thoughts have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the evil bandits, and they are the creed that guides them to do evil.

The sword is as bright as a mystery, and the breath is like an abyss, with the will of the bandits to kill.

Kill!

That's when it happened.

A flash of sword light flashed from behind Summer, like a meteor shower, the last to come.

"Bell"

The bandits' swords collided with the sword of the Hidden Nine, and sparks splattered in all directions, making a piercing sound of gold and iron.

Those killer knives had no true qi on them, and they were picked off by Zangjiu.

"Whoosh"

Zangjiu's petite figure appeared in front of Summer, like a sharp arrow out of the bowstring, like a meteor, the sword seals the throat, and one sword kills four lives.

"Puff Puff"

Four blood splashes.

A sword killed all the bandits in front of Summer.

Four kills in a row, very powerful.

"Puff Puff"

The blood of the evil bandits was flying, and the sinful body fell to the ground heavily.

At this time, behind the summer.

Ye Jinlian looked at the tall back of the summer infatuatedly, and her eyes were full of shock.

Is this the stupid prince in the world's mouth?

If a fool can say such blood-boiling, right-and-wrong?

If she could, she would like all the men in the world to be such stupid waste!

In that case, sooner or later, all the wicked in this world will be killed.

All good people in this world can live!

This moment.

In a snow-covered bandit village, a handsome young man was like a pine, without fear in front of countless bandits, and in the most insipid tone, he told the "truth" of killing the bandits.

That kind of demeanor will be imprinted in Ye Jinlian's mind for the rest of her life, and it can never be erased again.

If he is a demon, Ye Jinlian is willing to become a demon with him.

Ye Jinlian's eyes were slowly filled with admiration and admiration, and the cherry opened lightly in her small mouth: "The truth that the prince said is what the good people in the world want to tell the wicked!"

"Blood for blood, killing for killing!"

"Violence to violence!"

"Stop evil with evil!"

"Let the good people live!"

"It's so close to my heart!"

"Jin Lian only hates, not a man!"

That's when it happened.

"Boom Boom"

The roof of the Hall of Justice exploded, wood slag splashed, and thatch flew like the sky had fallen.

"Whoosh"

Crossbow arrows fell from the sky to strike, like a torrential rain, and they were bloody.

In an instant, countless bandits were shot and wounded on the ground, wailing.

Thenceforth.

Pieces of sword light fell from the sky, and a vigorous figure appeared above the heads of the bandits, and the young man with the sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand fell from the sky.

Crossbow arrows are fired, sweeping away the bandits who have landed on the ground, and washing the ground with blood.

"Kill!"

The young man with the hidden sword put away his crossbow arrows and launched a frantic attack when he landed.

Encountering such an inhumane bandit as Erlong Mountain, the seemingly cold, but actually hot-blooded hearts of the young people with hidden swords have long been unable to suppress their killing intent.

Don't laugh at the dream of the young man's rivers and lakes, who has dreamed of the rivers and lakes for many years!

The master said: I want to use the blood of these evil bandits to wash away the sins of Erlong Mountain.

Kill! Sacrifice the good with the blood of the wicked!

The master said, "Use these heads to deter the wicked, and dare not think of the good again."

Killing and cutting off their limbs and causing the pain of the wicked is the worst in the world.

The stump flew in the hall of righteousness, and the blood rushed wildly, washing the ground and scarlet.

Hundreds of sword-hiding teenagers joined forces, divided and surrounded each other, supported each other, and killed more than 300 evil bandits in an embarrassed manner.

On a high platform.

The black-clothed Three Saints' faces sank like water: "Don't panic, everyone, these enemies are just some teenagers, who have just entered the realm of the Inner Family's Martial Dao, as long as we resist their attacks and consume their breath, we can win!"