Swordsman

Everyone protects the corpse of the Pharaoh and will fight to the death with God.

The man still smiled softly, and the blood on his hands was not wiped. Before everyone could report it, he rushed into the crowd and started to kill violently.

Si Quan saw at a glance that a man was a master, a real master. He was obviously a sword move, but he had a bare hands, killing the warriors without any strength to fight back: the blood and flesh scattered when the fist went, and the bones were broken and the tendons were broken out. After his hand passed, the corpse was spread across the body, and the creatures were scattered within half a foot. One person had endless murderous intentions, and the whole audience was like Shura Purgatory.

Faced with such a tragic scene, the warriors of the tribe were furious and were not afraid. At this time, the anger had already covered up the fear, and they fought hard one after another, and then died at the hands of the man.

The sage was already angry, and the heroic songs of the warriors made him have no time to think about who would betray him. He drew out his sword and only took the man's key acupoint.

The man felt alert when he noticed the extraordinaryness of the stewardship. But he still underestimated the stewardship or overestimated himself. It was just a meeting, and the advantages and disadvantages were divided.

"It's not bad, I almost misunderstood."

"Don't worry, I'll make you cry!"

"Come again!"

The man smiled without losing his grace.

With such a request, the sage would certainly satisfy his sword light flashed a few times and then killed him again.

The man smiled and watched the sword approaching, but had no intention of taking action. Just as the sage was suspicious, a murderous aura came from behind. He had to withdraw his sword momentum for the time being and return to the enemy behind. It turned out that the priest ran towards him with his feet.

With a sword, Si Quan was shocked. The priest's force was not inferior to the man. The two of them worked together and expected that they would win four points. At this time, the man's fist wind was like a thorn in the back. Si Quan no longer thought about it and turned around to deal with it in a hurry.

Another round fell, and the lord stood aside. The people from the surrounding Divine Society had already fought fiercely with the warriors in the clan, and the soldiers were clamoring and screaming, which was a passionate picture.

The sir was not concerned about the casualties of the warriors. He was secretly happy. Just in a hurry, he used the light skills taught by the mysterious man, and he advanced quickly and became stronger as he fought. He was confident that he would finally take down the two of them, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Looking at the man again, he still smiled and said, "You are very good, remember, when you meet the King of Hell, you will say that the one who kills you, Liu Qianyu, and the King of Hell will treat you with preferential treatment."

"Then see who will die!"

Si Quan was preparing to take this opportunity to practice "The Way of Heaven Without Shadow", but Liu Qianyu just raised his hand and the people from the God Society immediately withdrew from the battlefield. Liu Qianyu himself also laughed and fled, leaving dozens of corpses behind and looked at each other with the warriors of the tribe.

The power of the sect

He said something bad, and before he could remind him, four huge rocks fell down at the exit, blocking the retreat.

"The envoy of God, the retreat has been blocked, what should we do?"

"You guys back, I'll try."

The warriors retreated together, and the sirens used all their strength to fill the sword. The dust storm rose, and the sword body was buzzing and shattering, making the warriors unable to open their eyes. The sirens shouted loudly and hit the stone gate, which shattered. The warriors of the tribe all applauded and applauded, and there was another loud bang, and the new stone gate fell down where the broken.

"how so?"

The warriors of the tribe were heartbroken, and the lord tried again unwillingly. The huge rock shattered and instantly returned to the same as before.

Liu Qianyu's voice sounded in the hall: "Haha, don't bother, you just wait to starve to death!"

Of course, Si Quan would not sit still and wait for death, thinking about how to prevent the stone from falling: "Everyone is in a team of three, and takes turns digging the stone gate with swords, and only one person can pass!"

The warriors of the tribe immediately started work and changed when they were tired. Liu Qianyu's voice mocked him many times, completely ignoring him. He had dug half a foot deep in a short time. In this way, victory was about to be achieved.

"It's done!"

A surprise spread, and before everyone could cheer, the screams rang out. It was the man who opened the stone gate who died of an arrow.

"Everyone can avoid it"

Si Quan hurriedly ordered everyone to hide, but at this time, a light suddenly came from the hall that was dozens of meters high. Everyone looked up and saw dense rain of arrows spreading down the sky. Without any response, the sound of the wronged ghosts spread.

Si Quan waved his sword to resist, and the screams of the warriors around him were heart-wrenching. Even though he was angry, he had no time to save him.

The screams became smaller and smaller, and a rain of arrows ended, and only a few people could stand. The lord was furious and felt guilty about the dead. When he broke out, the enemy's voice came again: "Haha, boy is really good, but unfortunately a good baby will be ruined."

Si Quan didn't understand the other person's meaning, so he quickly knew it; he threw it in the sky and pressed everyone down, and a stream of liquid flowed down, and it could be smelled that it was the smell of kerosene.

The sect was unable to turn the world back and sighed to only a few people, "I am sorry to everyone. If there is a next life, I will fight with you again."

"I wish to follow the God's messenger for life and death without regrets!"

"The God's envoy has no fault, I just blame the damn Zhongkang for harming everyone."

"What I didn't expect was that the Pharaoh actually betrayed his tribe members."

The Siquan had no intention of pursuing who was better than who was wrong, but was just sad: he died like this, his family's enemies were still waiting

The girl who came to propose marriage was really unwilling to accept it.

"Aluo, have you married a wife?"

"The messenger of God was joking. We grew up in the cave of little growth. Pharaoh told us that when the messenger of God came, he could lead us to drive away the God Club and see the light again. Before this, we cannot appear before other tribesmen."

"Don't the other tribes know about the God's envoy?"

Another warrior Shao Ji replied, "In order to prevent the news from leaking, only Pharaoh knew except the people in the hole."

"And Zhongkang"

Si Quan lowered his head and thought, hoping to come up with an answer before his death so as not to die with his eyes open.

The head became hotter and hotter, and the fire was burning down. The four warriors were already sweating profusely. After a while, Mars had already fallen, and the fur smelled smelly for several people. The god of death was slowly tortured. It seemed that after a long time, Si Quan watched the two warriors cut off their breath. A Luo and Shao Ji also relied on Si Quan to pass the energy and support him. The two did not refuse, and perhaps they thought it would be good to die together.

The two were already desperate and the power was still unwilling to accept it. Suddenly, the material was undone and Zhongkang appeared.

"No further ado, come with me."

After escaping from death, the few people couldn't help but feel happy. They put their worries aside first and hurriedly followed them out.

It turned out that there was a stone gate under a corner of the wall. When the fire almost broke out, several people escaped.

After turning around, Zhongkang took several people to a secret place. Before he could react, he suddenly punched him on the back. Zhongkang rushed out and stood up again.

"This punch is for you to let everyone down!"

The person who punched was Aluo. He saw that he was full of anger and wanted to punch him again.

After the fist, Si Quan and the others realized. They wanted to move, but did not dissuade them.

Another punch fell: "This punch was for everyone's death."

"Bang bang bang"

Aluo vented all his anger on Zhongkang.

"Alo, stop!"

"Hahaha, you don't have to plead with me, let him fight!"

Zhongkang was covered in scars and laughed wildly.

"Today, God's envoy surrounds you, go to all the tribesmen to apologize for the dead warriors!"

"The messenger of God? He is the shit messenger of God!"

Hearing that Zhongkang insulted the envoy, Aluo wanted to fight again.

"stop"

The lord shouted loudly, "I am indeed not a messenger of God."

A Luo Shaoji and the others were shocked and opened their eyes to control the power.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!