"Stab it, don't shake your hands. Everyone lying here has his own reason to die. You have to be ruthless against your enemies, otherwise, the feeling of being stabbed in the back will be more painful than the sword stabbing your body!"
The Shadow King looked at Ying Xuan who was still a little hesitant, with a look of hatred on his face, and said in a deep voice with narrowed eyes.
"..."
Ying Xuan was still a little hesitant, his face was full of complicated emotions, and he raised his sword to stab but wanted to stop. This made Ying Xuan look very helpless. As soon as he started driving, all the clerks in the store disappeared, and the entire inn
There was only the charming proprietress in black cheongsam sitting there, looking at Yingxuan with a slightly novel look, and a faint smile on her heavily made-up face.
"Stab it down——"
The Shadow Emperor's face turned red, and he roared with strong spiritual power. He stared at Yingxuan and said angrily: "Being kind to your enemies is cruelty to yourself."
"Ah - go to hell -" The bloodthirsty mood was gradually rising, not to mention that there was a calm-looking Shadow Emperor fanning the flames. In the end, Yingxuan couldn't control his emotions, and immediately raised the Spiritual Cultivation Sword and stabbed fiercely.
Next. As soon as the Xiuling Sword was lifted up, bright red blood rushed out like a bloody arrow, slowly splattering on Yingxuan's fair face.
After feeling the blood splattered on his face, Yingxuan became even more crazy. It was as if he had changed into a different person. All the previous arrogance had disappeared. All that was left was a bloodthirsty Shura, a murderous one.
machine.
Yingxuan tortured the dead souls under him extremely cruelly. The sharp spiritual sword left countless blood holes on his body. His huge eyes, which had long lost any sign of life, were open wide. His big mouth opened slightly, but he still couldn't.
A trace of bright red blood was constantly flowing out.
At this time, Yingxuan was completely filled with blood. His entire eyes were covered with a touch of bright red. After almost crazy penetration, Yingxuan's violent mood still couldn't be relieved at all. Immediately, Yingxuan turned his cold gaze again.
He looked at the other strong men whose right hands had been cut off by him, dragging the Spiritual Cultivation Sword with his right hand and slowly walked towards them.
"Zi..."
The slender spiritual sword slid against the ground, emitting an unusually harsh sound. This sound was so pleasant to Yingxuan's ears, but in the eyes of the strong man, this was the symphony of death. No one knew it.
Whose heart will this three-foot long sword pierce in the next second? Everyone looked at Yingxuan with a stern face slowly walking toward them in fear, as if they were seeing the God of Death, with no chance of escape.
.
"Heroes, heroes, we were wrong, give us a chance, we don't dare anymore." Looking at Yingxuan with an indifferent expression, the strong men did not care about the huge pain in their hands and immediately knelt on the ground.
Pretend to be cowardly and admit your mistake. After all, there is an unlucky guy lying there in front of you. Kneeling down and admitting your mistake may be the only slim hope.
As if Yingxuan couldn't hear their confession, his indifferent eyes slowly scanned these dying people, he raised the Spiritual Cultivation Sword high, and the lavender sharpness hovered at the edge of the sword. It seemed that he didn't want to let them go.
mean.
"Hey... Patriarch. Why does Yingxuan feel something is wrong? Why does he seem to have changed into a different person?" Looking at Yingxuan with an indifferent and angry expression, the third elder who was watching always felt that something was wrong. He touched his white beard and said,
He said a little worriedly.
"Hmph...it's okay, this is the effect we want." The Shadow King who was watching from the side said coldly. He seemed to enjoy the breath of dying.
"Roar--"
After accumulating power for a long time, Yingxuan let out a long howl. The Spirit-Cultivation Sword in his hand drew a stunning arc in the air and swept across suddenly. The lavender sword energy formed a ring and swept away with Yingxuan as the center. In the eyes of those strong men
As they bowed and knelt down, a lilac light cut through their waists easily like a death ray.
In just a short moment, even those strong men didn't know what to say. They only felt a chill in their lower bodies, as if they no longer existed. The next second, the strong men felt their brains go blank for a while, and dark red flowed out of the corners of their mouths unconsciously.
There was blood on the floor. Then he looked down with difficulty, and saw that his upper body and lower body had been separated, and the bright red blood soaked the entire floor. Then, he no longer had the strength to turn his gaze to Yingxuan, and his gaze was vertical to his lower body, faintly
of passing.
"Ahem... so... so cruel..." Those who witnessed the whole process of Ying Xuan's violent killing were shocked and speechless. Immediately, Gu Tan said with a rough tone: "Brother, how can you still change?"
In this case, are you Yingxuan?"
"Huh? Humph!"
Hearing this, Yingxuan slowly turned around, and a hoarse voice that did not belong to him suddenly came out. Then Yingxuan turned around, and a strong violent aura swept over him. The Yinghuang stood up quickly and waved his arm.
, the strong anger dissipated. Immediately, the Shadow Emperor pointed at the bald sweat who had hid under the wine table at some point and said slowly: "There is another one... go and deal with him."
Hearing this, Yingxuan followed the hand of the Emperor of Shadows, and sure enough, a shivering bald man hiding under the wine table came into view, looking quite embarrassed.
Immediately, there was wind at Yingxuan's feet, and he turned slightly, and a shadow appeared. He turned slightly, and a ghost-like figure flashed out. He held a three-foot long sword in his hand, and the sword pointed directly at the bald man, and struck hard.
"Cacha..."
The wine table broke open, revealing a bald head. The bald head looked at Yingxuan with a horrified expression, his lips trembled slightly, his fingers were placed randomly, and his face was full of fear.
"You dare to touch me? My uncle is the head of the Ximen of the Good Man Sect. If you dare to kill me, he will definitely not let you go." The bald man made his final resistance.
"Hehehe..." Yingxuan grinned, and then a touch of coldness slowly surfaced. His deep white teeth looked strangely chilling. From Yingxuan's lips, the bald man could faintly read a few words.
"It's too late to say that now."
Immediately, the Spirit-Cultivation Sword slashed down fiercely, and as soon as the cold light passed, blood was offered. The bald man fell down in response.
Watching the last enemy fall, Yingxuan fell dumbly in a pool of blood like a deflated rubber ball. His eyes were dull as he stared at the incomplete body that fell in front of him. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and his eyes were still intact.
Covered in bright red blood, he held the blood-stained spiritual cultivation sword with one hand, but still couldn't stand up. Yingxuan only felt that his legs were weak and his head was numb.
Seeing that the battle was over, the Shadow King yawned and walked to the counter, saying as he walked: "Don't feel guilty for their death, they are just a bunch of damn guys. You can't be merciful to your enemies."
Immediately, he looked at the smiling proprietress on the counter and said softly: "I'm sorry, where is the place where you made a mess?" Then he gently threw out a bunch of gold coins and said calmly: "Give me eight rooms, and I can clean up these guys by the way.
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When the proprietress heard this, she didn't say much. She just took out eight keys and handed them to the Shadow King. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir. Leave the rest to me." Obviously, her inn will be free again today.
Adding hundreds of kilograms more fresh meat for no reason. This is probably not the first time she has encountered this kind of thing.
Taking the keys smoothly, the Shadow King distributed them one by one, turned around and walked towards the room, saying something lightly before leaving.
"In this world, you are either a friend or an enemy. You must know clearly whether you are an enemy or a friend."
After saying that, the Shadow Emperor turned around and went upstairs, leaving a confused Yingxuan still parked in a pool of blood. He didn't understand at all that the blood in the hotel was all caused by him alone, and why the Shadow Emperor said
Everyone here deserves to die. Is there no humanity in this place? And the mysterious boss lady. If she were an ordinary woman, she would not be afraid at all when seeing such a bloody scene.