The mace man paid an extremely tragic price for his improper speech.
I could perceive it clearly, and the moment the sharp blade pierced its vitals, the terrifying energy shattered the soul of the big man, and the true form and spirit were wiped out!
Jiang Zhao started as black as always.
Dark and ruthless!
After an upside-down, Jiang Zhao had landed steadily next to me. He took out his handkerchief and wiped off the blood stains on the short blade. He set aside, for a moment, awe-inspiring.
On the opposite side, the man in the black cloak mask rushed to the front to catch the man's corpse. After landing, his cold eyes locked Jiang Zhao with a furious look through the oval holes in the mask.
"Fifth brother?"
"Damn it."
"Bastard!"
The three guys who were a step slower landed, staring at both of us in grief and angrily, wishing to divide us.
I calmly looked at the past.
The dead mace was crossed out, and there were two men and two women left on the other side.
The tall man at the head is about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a silver Yaksha mask, which can be seen everywhere on the street, but the other one's one is more delicate, and it feels like it is made of real silver.
This person is wearing a black cloak with white embroidered edges, tight-fitting black clothes inside, black boots, and a demon king's fang on his left shoulder. The difference is that the fang marked by the dead man is White, and this guy's fangs are silver, which may be a mark of status.
The little man behind this person is very short, only one meter and five meters tall, his face is not much flesh, and his eyes are scarlet as blood.
I sensed it carefully and confirmed the identity of the other party, it was a fox fairy.
The other two women are both beautiful women. Their appearance is slightly worse than Jiang Zhao, but they are also very eye-catching among the crowd. What surprised me is that these two women are all non-human.
A woman with a red brow is a zombie, she should be a king of corpse.
The curly-haired girl in a white dress is a yin spirit, a king-level yin spirit.
Except for the leader man and the dead man, the three guys are non-human.
Sure enough, dragons and snakes are mixed in the devil's fangs.
"It's me!" whispered to Jiang Zhao.
"Be careful, the other party is not good."
Jiang Zhao exhorted.
I nodded, holding the Abimo sword
A few meters before, there was only more than 20 meters away from the silver mask leader of the other party. For the mage, there was not much difference from being close at hand.
"Your Excellency, what position does the demon king's fangs hold?"
I asked in the coldest tone.
The few people behind the man with the black cloak and silver mask were about to scold me, but he stopped by raising his hand.
Afterwards, he handed the corpse of the mace man to the few guys behind, turned around, sneered first, and then proudly said: "You are a miscellaneous fish that can't reach the wrong sea, and you are worthy to ask. Who is this seat?"
"Really, if you are so confident, why don't you rush directly? Want to come to your companion's fate to sound the alarm for you? He was slaughtered by my wife directly by my wife, dare to ask you what you think?"
With a sneer at the corner of my mouth, I went back unceremoniously.
"Arrogant people, this seat will let you know what is not to offend, your husband and wife killed the boulder, you have to fill it with your life!"
The voice of the silver mask of Yasha became colder and colder.
I just knew that the big man who was stabbed to death by Jiang Zhao was called Dashi, but he was like a big stone as the name suggests. It was a pity that he underestimated the enemy. Under Jiang Zhao's violent sting, he was a corpse if he could not display his full strength.
Looking down on women is a common problem of some male wizards, but this problem is extremely fatal at a critical moment.
You can despise the enemy in momentum, but you must go all out if you are really up against it.
The lion must fight the rabbit with all its strength, this is not imaginary.
Although Dashi was able to observe the realm, but his mentality was still not good, this is also one of the main reasons why San Xiu was not regarded by the famous sect.
In terms of combat literacy, casual cultivators without the support of elders can easily go astray. Dashi is the most obvious example.
"Really? Since you hide your head and show your tail, you don't even dare to report a position, yes, I understand, I will call you the nameless rat! Come on, let me see if your hands are as good as your mouth? Rats!"
I continued to stimulate the past, and the opponent's body was shaking.
Even though his city was deep, I was irritated by me, but his eyes returned to normal after a short while, but the three guys behind him cursed loudly, nothing more than words like'brendlessness and death'.
"Shut up! I'm talking to your boss, what do you do to interrupt? Unruly dead thing!"
My face changed, and I scolded angrily.
As if cold water fell into the oil pan, the other party exploded.
The three guys scolded loudly, showed their weapons, and were about to rush up in a swarm.
I watched this scene with ridicule on my face.
The silver mask really couldn't stand it anymore, he turned around and yelled, "Shut up!"
The three subordinates were taken aback, and closed their mouths together, not daring to say more.
The three words no rules are the biggest sarcasm to the casual repair group, but this is a fact, no wonder the silver mask becomes angry from embarrassment.
Compared with the strict rules of the big sects, one of the biggest characteristics of the alliance formed by casual repairs is that the discipline is loose. I seize this point of ridicule, and it is strange that the other party is not impulsive and impetuous.
"Jiandu, the sharpness of your teeth is beyond our expectations, right? Congratulations for angering this seat. For the sake of you so desperate to know, it's just as you wish;
Stand up straight and listen. This seat is the head of the Black Tooth Hall under the command of the Demon King Fang. Friends on the road praised him and gave this seat the title of "Yasha Yasha". "
Having said this, he showed a knife on his backhand.
This is a horizontal sword with a length of one meter and six fingers and a width of only two fingers. The whole is pitch black. It is a good match to my Abimo sword. It is made of non-reflective metal. The dense talisman on the knife interprets this. The grade of the mouth knife should be a top-grade or higher-grade treasure.
But what is the relationship between the two characters of horizontal knife and tooth knife? How is the shape of this weapon similar to the teeth? There are question marks in my mind, but I endure without asking.
The blood trough on this knife was faintly glowing with blood, showing countless killings.
This guy has the word Yasha in his nickname, which adds a cruel and bloody taste.
"He is a murderous executioner!"
I immediately determined the nature of him, and murderous intent appeared in my heart.
For this kind of bastard who regards human life as a waste of money, my principle is to kill without mercy.
If the strength is enough, I would like to sweep away all such demon in the world.
Punishing evil means promoting good. Killing such a cold-blooded demon does not know how many creatures can be saved? Anyone who has a head will count this account.
"Brother, how about using a sledge-knife? Let me try his jinliang."
The small male fox fairy behind him expressed different opinions.
His voice is high-pitched and unpleasant, like an eunuch, and his image is also like that.
(End of this chapter)