Yang Yu, who was in the extreme speed, looked dark and stepped on his toes on his boots, and stepped heavily on the ground. The terrifying reaction force rolled in an instant.

In the midst of this flash, he stopped rushing, avoided Liu Wenpeng's arrow that he must have killed, and let seven blood flowers explode on his body ignore it.

Then, in the shocked eyes of Liu Wenpeng, Yuchi Long and even everyone outside the prison.

Twist,

Step,

The nearly half of the broken pig-killing knife swung down heavily!

“Old pig and dog!”

At this moment, after coming to this world, I suppressed my confusion, anxiety, anger, and murderous intent, all accompanied by this knife and venting it.

I!

want!

kill!

Now!

you!

Like the essence of language, the majestic murderous intent instantly hit Liu Wenpeng's heart, making his eyes sting and his heart beat like a drum.

At this moment, he finally felt the breath of death.

“Little bastard!”

Liu Wenpeng gritted his teeth and roared, abandoned his bow and held the sword, and his wrist was shaken, which had already raised a large piece of cold sword light.

His swordsmanship is certainly more than ordinary blood-transforming warriors, but he is far from comparable to his own archery skills.

And what should an archer look like when someone approaches him?

In the past, he was almost inseparable from Guan Shanshui. Even if someone could come close, he would be blocked by the latter.

Once you are distracted, even if you have a master with more martial arts than you have, you may not be able to shoot and kill him.

But at this time...

Looking at the killing sword light that was plundering ten feet wide, violent to the extreme.

A hint of despair, regret, and endless unwillingness flashed in his eyes!

It took him ten years to buy an official position and he encountered such a good opportunity.

The siege of the city is like a rebellion. The responsibility is pushed to Wang Fobao. You can use the suppression of rebellion to reach the heavens, and from then on, the sky is high and the birds fly.

No longer limited to the mud.

You can show your ambitions.

Just like Xu Wenji of Yunzhou, he entered the court, went to the palace to serve as the prime minister, and passed down his name to future generations.

For this day, he found Heishan’s wealth and gave it to others. He was about to succeed.

Why?

Why!

Endless indignation and reluctance flashed through his heart.

  Zheng!

But the next moment, the violent sword light had already arrived.

What came with it was a powerful force that Liu Wenpeng had never imagined.

At this moment, he finally understood why the person in front of him could spread his black iron arrow.

His power is too great!

Bang!

Liu Wenpeng felt a pain in his tiger's mouth, and the sword light he had raised was instantly shot out.

He blocked the beheading.

But I can't stop the terrifying power that comes back from swords as a medium.

The force spread from his wrist, arms, shoulders and back, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded inside and outside his body.

Huh!

The moment the sword light was closed, Liu Wenpeng had already flew out more than ten meters like a scarecrow, and the blood had dyed the wind and snow red.

  Landed heavily in front of the ruins.

He looked up at the sky and saw Wang Fobao's red eyes as blood-dropped as if.

"Liu Wenpeng...ha, haha..."

After using all his last strength to laugh out loud, Wang Fobao could no longer hold on, and a mouthful of blood-stained phlegm sprayed on Liu Wenpeng's face.

The whole person left with a angrily laugh.

  Chala~

Blood mist and blood melted by blood sprinkled on the silent street.

Everyone.

Including Yuchi Long, a great master who had already condensed into blood and energy, subconsciously held his breath.

Looking at the young man carrying half a pig's knife out of the blood mist and mud.

Like facing a great enemy.

Li Eryi, who was shivering in the corner of the wall, then noticed something strange and looked at the figure coming from the fire through the crowd.

A heart almost jumped out.

How is this possible?!

 Shasha~

The sound of barefoot stepping on snow.

Yang Yu's body was stained with blood. He walked up with a knife, his feet covered in mud were stomped on Liu Wenpeng's face, who was still full of energy.

  Extend your hand and close Wang Fobao’s red eyes, and the murderous intent and sourness linger in his heart:

"Head Catcher, it's easy to go..."

Snowflakes fell and fell everywhere in the long street.

Yang Yu turned around silently, pointing half of the killing knife at everyone present:

"The ancients all said that killing pigs and dogs was sacrificed!"
Chapter completed!