The brutal and crazy murderous aura swept the Quartet endlessly.
The real world retreated at that moment, as if being driven to the end of time and space by hostility...
Facing the illusion in front of him, Wan Ezhan laughed wildly that even felt strange to him: "Hahahahaha! Little devil, you are also a monster! In addition to the fate of hatred, you are the most worthy person to be killed in Wan Ezhan's life! kill!"
The butcher knife shone with a life-like aura of brutality, with the swordsmanship of slashing the soul of all evil, the scarlet slaughter domain suddenly unfolded in the bloodthirsty storm.
However, the culmination of the evil madness and death flow, in front of the jet-black raging giant lion, it turned out to be as fragile and weak as a red-skinned egg.
Transparent ripples appeared in the air, which was caused by the excessive speed and strength of Ashin when the thunderstorm started for nine days.
In the sight of the unique swordsman of Wan Evil Slash, the shadow of Ashin who was locked by him suddenly shook, and then the outer boundary of the massacre domain suddenly felt terrible and huge pressure.
"Boom!"
Hao, who has killed countless heroes in the slaughter field, was pressed into the ground like a round wedge that was smashed by a hammer under the pressure of Axin Shen Xiong's unmatched fist!
"Hmm..." Wan Ezhan's face was stiff in surprise. He never expected that Ashin's speed would be so fast that he couldn't react at all, and his violent level was far stronger than the destructive power he showed when the Soul Tree ran away.
At the same time, Wan Ezhan had a very uncertain question in his heart: This time, is it going to repeat the scene in the Battle of the Soul Tree
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the flash of the photoelectric flint in his mind, the slaughter field has been madly beaten by Ashin dozens of times. He threw his fist and shouted: "Coward! Don't think it’s safe to hide in a tortoise shell! Watch me slaughter you alive! smash!!"
"Good kid... don't get over my head!" Wan Evil was angry, and the dark killing thought burst out of his body and mind, and then turned into the crazy light and shadow of the butcher knife in his hand to slash and slash towards Axin!
Ashin Psychology’s repressed hatred for the Tyrant’s Club caused him to let out a heart-piercing roar ●31 novel app download address ●: "We will crusade you in the name of a person who will be executed by the law! I will kill you!!"
"Boom!"
A huge cyclone condensed in the wrist, and the wolf king's claws circulated frantically under the nourishment of Ashin's power.
A Xin was driven by an impulse to come out, he screamed wildly and pointed his hands at the sword curtain...
What was lasing this time was not a sword-sharp qi glow as sharp as a tyrant, but a cloud of pure energy almost equal to the volume of the holographic enchantment.
"What is this qigong bomb? Interesting!" Wan Ezhan suddenly saw strange tricks suddenly appear, and his eagerness to compete suddenly rose, and the butcher knife in his hand set off a sharper shadow.
But that group of energy completely ignored the madness of the evil spirits, and with an invincible momentum, it frustrated and smashed the sword curtain of the evil slash!
"What?!" Wan Ezhan was dumbfounded at once, he estimated Ashin's strength and took the corresponding attack force. But the purity of this group of energy far exceeded his prediction.
Is this impossible? With the short and shallow foundation of this little devil in front of him, it is impossible to accumulate such a pristine and powerful energy!
However, even if I no longer want to admit it, reality is still reality after all... Although it seems so incredible.
In a moment of consternation, Wan Ezhan felt the cruel crushing pain. The energy group smashed the knife curtain and came straight to him, like the fangs of a giant lion on the slaughter field, and the ferocious castration increased. Gradually reduce the ground to attack down.
The bones of Evil Slash were wailing, and cracks began to appear in the slaughter field. He roared viciously: "Don't underestimate me!"
The slaughter domain was suddenly lifted, Wan Evil Slash jumped to the side with a butcher knife, and the steel cast iron ground was blasted out of a deep pit like a cannonball hit with a loud noise!
(Awesome... the steel ground was beaten like this!) Wan Evil looked at the deep hole. Although he was almost beaten into a waste in the first round, the pleasure of touching the edge of death in the fight made his face glow. Show a more outrageous joy!
"Okay, kid! You're improving fast! You're so funny! You're so good!" Wan Ezhan covered his heart and let out a *like low growl: "God, my god! I want to kill you too much! If you can't If it hits you...how can I survive in the future?"
A Xin glared and said in a vicious tone: "Live? I didn't plan to give you this...a...chance...will..." I don't know why, his expression gradually became sleepy, and his voice became weaker and weaker. It fell straight down without warning!
Wan Ezhan glared his not-so-round eyes, and waited for Ashin's second attack with a tense posture like welcoming the impact of a meteorite.
"Come, come, this is the momentum! Kid, you and I will fight for 300 rounds today! Haha...ha?"
Wan Ezhan's expression and voice quickly changed from hideous excitement to unexpected bewilderment. He held the butcher knife as if approaching a fierce beast, and slowly approached the fallen Asin: "Little devil, don't play tricks when fighting warriors! I won't be fooled, get up and fight with me!"
The huge fluctuations in emotion caused Ashin's reason to be dominated by revenge. With his unconscionable state of action, coupled with the guidance of Wolf King's claws, he unreservedly condensed all his power into that group of energy and launched it out.
The price is that after a series of bitter battles, Ashin's little energy and spirit are instantly stripped from the body with that group of energy, and he will of course be exhausted and fall down.
Wan Ezhan stared at Asin for a long time: "Little devil? Get up, little devil? Haven't finished the fight yet? Um...this little devil is really dizzy, right?" He finally decided to test it with his toes.
Japanese swordsmen often pose with a sword, and then use their toes to quietly grab the ground and move forward in an imperceptible way. When the opponent's distance matches his own attack range, he will slash and slash by surprise. This is a basic kendo tactic, but it often kills the opponent by surprise.
Therefore, Japanese swordsmen wore wooden clogs in ancient times, and they could take off at any time to carry out this tactic, and their toes also exercised strength that other types of warriors cannot compare.
And the best of them, the evil-cut toes, is probably even harder than the fingers of a ten-year eagle grasping skill.
"puff!"
The toes are deeply embedded in the muscles of the back, and there is no resistance at all. It seems that this kid has really lost consciousness.
Wan Ezhan took a deep breath and pointed the butcher knife at Ashin's neck, but the blade, who was ashamed of murder, hesitated.
"It's troublesome..." Wan Ezhan showed a painful expression of being forced to hold back half of his urine. The evil official who took pleasure in fighting took away his butcher knife: "Hey! Disappointment!"
Although Wan Ezhan is bloodthirsty, but he only likes fierce confrontation conflicts. In this case, Kidney Chef would chop off Ashin's head without hesitation, but Wan Evil Cut would never do so, because he would never personally ruin the unsatisfied pleasure.
Because in the eyes of this fighting killer, Ashin is not an enemy with a chance, but a very challenging and fun game that suddenly loses power.
What he has to do now is not to destroy the game that can be replayed, but to send the game to a place where it can be restored quietly.
"It's so troublesome...Where is better?" Wan Ezhan bent down and hugged Ashin with complicated thoughts. He had never thought of using these hands stained with countless blood to help others, and he was actually a torturer.
"I don't know what the old man will think when he knows it. Don't think about that woman Annie, she will definitely laugh at me for three months...No! She will definitely take a whip and blame me for not bringing this kid over." muttered to herself He was evil, the pothole grimace showed a little mischievous smile: "Haha! It won't make you cheaper."
Although no one in the corridor recognizes the evil killer, they are touched by the huge murderous instinct. They will immediately rely on the creature's instinct to protect themselves and panic to make a way for this deadly evil star.
And that murderous aura was so strong that it was distorted, and even the sense of smell of the werewolf warrior would be affected. So although he was holding Ashin in his arms and walking stumblingly, neither of the werewolf warriors on both sides could see clearly, nor could no one smell that it was Ashin.
Wan Evil came to the door of the VIP room of the Medici family, racking his brains to consider how to open the door
Kick off? Smashed away? Or just cut it open with a butcher knife
(But since I am sending this kid back to rest, should I use a more...polite method? Huh!!! What am I thinking?! Wan Evil is actually considering politeness?!)
Unexpectedly, a thrilling fight would end in such an unexpected way. And would he be stuck by an ordinary door
Wan Ezhan sighed a little bit sadly: "Hey! Damn! What's going on with such an irritating funnyness!?" He suddenly half-hanged his eyes and raised Asin over his head and "swish" at the room. The door fell over!
"Bah!"
"Fuck!"
"Axin?"
The body in armor directly smashed the door panel and fell into the VIP room.
The anxiously waiting people in the VIP room were taken aback. Byron and Walker held up Ashin at the same time. They couldn't help but look at their fingers, and the sticky blood stuck to their hands.
"Oh! God!" Byrne screamed while holding the cross, "What's wrong with you, Ashin?! What did he do to Ashin?"
Byron frowned, and tried the viscosity of the blood: "Don't worry, this kind of touch should be blood splattered a long time ago. Didn't Ashin come back with blood just now?"
Walker glared his eyes and said angrily: "He was full of blood just now, but he was still alive!" He turned his head irritably and shouted, "What happened to the golden wheel fighters of our Medici family?!"
But the strange samurai at the door has long since disappeared... (End of this chapter)