Volume 5 Rising Winds and Clouds Chapter 6 Blood-stained Sword Slashing the World!
The fifth volume of the wind and clouds surging Chapter 6 The blood-stained sword slashes the world!
The man in black robe who was walking on the road suddenly stopped, and colorful light flashed around his waist, and then a slight voice sounded like a slight scent of blood: "Boss, why does it have a strong smell of blood?"
"It's still necessary to think about it. The little bug has fluctuations of magic elements in front of it. It's obvious that someone is fighting." The ethereal and old voice sounded along with the white light.
"Okay... boy, let's go and save people!" A black light flashed, and an excited voice suddenly rang out.
Although he didn't know what was going on ahead, the man in the black robe was already a little bored when he walked on the road. Since he killed a commander of a B-level mercenary group in the town yesterday, he left calmly, and his target was the capital of the Gran Empire, Via City!
After walking for a day, I was just bored, and there was a good show all of a sudden. The hat on my cheeks did not completely cover his face. A strange arc appeared on the corner of my mouth. He murmured with a little smile: "Go and have a look..."
Lightly press your toes, your figure is ten feet away.
Along the way, the smell of blood was very strong.
Blood, gorgeous and dazzling!
The remaining limbs are scattered everywhere!
Armor, heavy sword, corpse everywhere!
The man in black robe carefully observed the messy camp in front of him: with the burning pile of ashes as the center, dozens of human corpses were distributed around him.
Judging from their clothes, most of them are warriors, swordsmen and other melee professions, including leather and iron armor. They all have badges on their chests, which is a long sword-shaped badge. Obviously, their identities are mercenaries.
There were no other corpses around the dead body, but it was not difficult to see from the burning soil on the ground and the magical elements remaining in the air that this team of mercenaries was attacked by the magician.
However, these magic attacks are only superficial, and there is only one real reason for their death.
That was a sharp wound on their necks. The wounds were neat and not much blood flowed. Obviously, they were killed by a quick sword, and some of the corpses had blood holes on their bodies, which were clearly traces left by being stabbed by sharp hard objects. What was even more cruel was that even if they died, their bodies were cruelly dismembered.
It seems that he has no right to say that others are cruel, because he also killed a leader of a mercenary group using cruel methods yesterday.
The face wearing a big hat couldn't be seen, but he glanced around and found no clues worth continuing to watch. He continued to look forward.
According to the traces of the battlefield, this mercenary group was obviously attacked and could not resist going down to the west to break through. Most of the people failed to leave. The blood had not solidified yet. The people had not walked for long.
"Boss, and survivors." The seven-colored light flashed from the waist of the black robe.
"You're just talking too much..." The man in black robe replied coldly, and before he finished speaking, the man had already jumped towards the west.
I saw several uneven footprints on the ground...
As he went deeper, the man in black robe clearly heard the sound of metal collisions in the West and the sound of deafening howlings.
The man in black robe trembled, and the sound was very familiar. He also made it when his friend who had been through life and death and fought bloody battles with him died.
It is precisely because of this sense of familiarity that the man in black robe suddenly felt a sense of hatred.
He stretched out his hand from his wide black robe and pointed at the sky, gritting his teeth and chanting: "The Gods of Heaven..."
An infinite blood-colored light surged out of his body, forming a powerful protective film that protected him in it.
"Ah..." A crisp scream rang out.
The man in black robe, who was originally a little out of control, suddenly trembled his heart. He roared to the sky, and his figure rushed towards the west like a big roc spreading his wings.
Not long after, dozens of swordsmen in blue clothes came into view.
At the center of them is a round water-blue barrier.
There were two people in this water-blue barrier. A woman holding a bow and arrow knelt down beside her. On the ground was a giant bleeding man. Even though he fell to the ground, he still held a dark-handed giant sword in his hand.
Seeing this, I felt like I was thinking about the battle back then, and a bloody punch towards the six-winged angel...
"Ah..." The man in black robe only felt a stinging pain in his head. He roared and a large amount of blood-red light burst out from his body.
This blood-red light enveloped the entire earth, and even the sky was dyed red by it.
Dozens of blue-clothed swordsmen on the ground turned their heads and looked at the uninvited guest who broke into it.
"Who are you? This is the Qinglong Mercenary Group doing business. If you know the truth, leave quickly." A man who was obviously the leader raised his beard and used his power to pull out the sword with a cold light.
"Qing... Dragon... Mercenary... Soldiers... Group..." The man in black robe had originally been chaotic, but now he was extremely quiet. He recited word by word.
"I know, why don't you get out!" The man with mustache smiled proudly. He was still a little scared just now. When this strange man suddenly came to his senses of the five words "The Qinglong Mercenary Group", he was immediately scared and said very proudly.
When dozens of people around him saw that the other party was a soft persimmon, he immediately smiled and looked at the man and woman surrounded by them. It was much easier to solve the problem.
"Haha..." Unexpectedly, this quietness did not last long, the man in black suddenly hugged his head with his hands and laughed.
The laughter was earth-shaking, and the dust all around suddenly flew up. The wind was strong, the sky had changed color, and the earth was trembling...
Who is he?
This sentence enveloped the hearts of every swordsman in blue.
Their hearts were trembling. They would rather give up this plan and not want to stay here for a moment. The man in black robe in front of them was not alone at all. He laughed madly, and he... he was like a great god, a proud crazy god.
No...No...He should be a devil... Because he is more evil than God, he is covered in black and blood red.
"You...why are you laughing?" The bearded man held back his feet and kept trembling. He plucked up his courage and asked.
"It's not that enemies don't get together! Whether it's the Qinglong Mercenary Group or the Qinglong Club, I will kill them!" The word "kill" means killing...
The man in black robe shouted loudly, his face covered by the wide black hat, and his eyes were strangely shot out two blood-red lights that pierced the eyes of the bearded man.
A smell of odor came. Everyone looked at him and saw a bearded man with a pale face and a layer of cold sweat covered his whole body. His hands and feet trembled slightly, his crotch was wet, and the yellow liquid from his urine flowed all over the floor along the corner of his pants...
He was so scared that he pissed...
Everyone held the sword and started to tremble constantly. Why choose them to complete this damn task?
Why don’t you stay in the city and have a good rest? Maybe you can hold one or two beauties and enjoy it now...
Everyone thought secretly.
"Are you ready?" The evil laughter of the man in the black robe spread through the ears of everyone present.
Before the sound fell, the black shadow flashed and had already disappeared.
‘Swish…’ A clean and neat sound of breaking through the air sounded.
Looking at the sound, I saw four blue-clothed swordsmen standing side by side, being penetrated by a blood-red sword, penetrated through their heads and burst out from their buttocks. The figure of the man in the black robe suddenly appeared in the air, stretching out his hand to replace the knife, pointing to the four people with a blood-red sword, and the blood-red swords were still connected on his palm.
The knife penetrated into the heads of the four people and went straight into their internal organs.
The others were angry and their lives were hanging for a moment, but the swordsmen of the Qinglong Mercenary Group were not all vulgar. They held their swords and released all the fighting spirits. The colorful fighting spirits filled the entire world, and the sword was beautiful.
Unfortunately, everything was a foregone conclusion. The man in black robe had a weak knife and landed straight from the air. The blood-red sword picked up the bodies of the four people. The red blood and white brains flowed down the raised sword.
He seemed to be driving a flies, and he shook his hand knife gently and threw the dead body towards the people rushing towards him.
"I have rules. Anyone from the Qinglong Society and the White Tiger Society will be killed once..." The man in black robe said coldly.