Many men in black rushed towards Zhui Feng. They would rather die by Zhui Feng's sword than be poisoned by Xiao Si's mouth.
Because they were all disgusted by Xiao Si's endless chatter and wanted to give Zhui Feng a happy death.
"Haha, Chai Feng is looking at me! One man is in charge, and ten thousand people can't get away! These cowards saw me and I scared them all away. I say cowards, you are very discerning. You know that I am not easy to mess with." , so I went to find that weakling. Zhui Feng, if you let these cowards run away, you will lose."
Xiao Si laughed proudly.
Zhui Feng had no expression on his face, but he was angry and funny in his stomach.
He glared sideways at the men in black rushing towards him.
Why, you look like a persimmon? Are they all rushing to die
He was not polite, and sent the men in black to the west with one sword strike after another.
Zhui Feng showed no mercy and did not expect to leave anyone alive.
His mission is to kill all the people in front of him, kill them all!
Only after completing the mission can he rush back to rescue Shen Ning, and... Xiao Ru and the others.
In Zhui Feng's heart, the men in black in front of him were not important, not at all. He didn't care at all whether they were alive or dead. He just wanted to kill them all in the morning and then rush back!
Such a belief was burning and surging in his heart, and Zhui Feng's eyes were already red.
Every time the sword thrust out, blood spurted out, and a man in black fell at his feet with death in his eyes.
He looked like a god of death from hell, his eyes were red, his face was expressionless, and his gray clothes were stained red with blood.
Of course, these are all the blood of those who died under his sword.
Until now, he has not been injured at all.
He was silent, but it was like a huge ferocious beast harvesting the lives of the people in black.
When the people in black saw his empty eyes that contained no emotion, they felt as if they had fallen into a big ice cave. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape the darkness of death in this ice prison.
"Forty-one, forty-two... forty-seven, forty-eight... holy shit, fifty!"
Xiao Si was also stunned by Zhui Feng's mysterious killing swordsmanship. He no longer remembered how many people he had killed, and he forgot to count for himself. Instead, he helped Zhui Feng count.
Kill kill kill!
Zhui Feng only had these three words in his heart. He had long forgotten about the gambling match with Xiao Si.
It doesn’t matter who wins or loses!
Zhui Feng had killed people before, but this was the first time in his life that he had killed people so happily.
The sharpest part of his swordsmanship was also brought out.
The man in black had seen Xiaosi's swordsmanship before, and thought it was gorgeous and complicated, as beautiful as fireworks, but within this beauty, there was a murderous cold light.
But Zhui Feng's swordsmanship was just mediocre compared to Xiao Si's.
Each thrust of his sword was not very fancy, but it was so swift that one could not blink.
As soon as the eyes flashed, a man in black fell down, and everyone was hit by a sword in the throat.
Zhuifeng devoted himself to killing people, and his swordsmanship unknowingly became more and more streamlined. Even he himself did not realize that in the process of harvesting human lives, his swordsmanship had unknowingly improved greatly, completely Get rid of complexity.
Back to Basics!
Zhui Feng himself didn't realize it, but Xiaosi who was watching felt it and saw it with his own eyes.