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Chapter 1232 malicious intentions

It's a pity that there is a huge difference in martial arts. Otherwise, most of the people running away to save their lives at this moment would be Zhemu Hetu.

Seeing this, Zhemu Hetu pretended to be arrogant and stood with his hands behind his back. It seemed that he wanted to wait until everyone from Liu Kaishan gathered before taking action. He seemed arrogant, but he still couldn't help but be cautious.

Wan Yifu's face changed slightly, and he was about to say something, but when he saw the wild and unrestrained expressions of Liu Kaishan and others, the words just turned into a helpless sigh. Although it was a bit mixed, there was also a warm current in his heart.

It surged up, and if a life-and-death acquaintance is like this, a man's life is not in vain.

"Brother Wan, even if we can't support anyone else on the road to hell, we brothers should go together so that we don't get too lonely alone. Otherwise, with the virtue of artillery, I'm afraid I'll offend all the little devils of Hell before we get to the Hall of Hell.

, I’m not sure how much more suffering I will suffer.” Ruan Xiaosan said with a smile.

"Fart, the dog's mouth...vomits...can't spit out ivory." Cannon gasped and retorted angrily, unwilling to be outdone, but his body became more and more shaky, and he was shocked to see it.

Liu Kaishan looked at Wanyi Mansion, smiled, and said: "Let's kill again, Yi Mansion. If you can't die this time, I will listen to your words and learn to read."

Wan Yifu smiled and said, "Okay, what a man says."

"Hurry up and whip your horse!"

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison. Zhemu Hetu looked at the remaining Dagan soldiers mockingly and said indifferently: "Have you finished speaking? Let's get ready to go on the road after you finish speaking." After saying that, he used one hand to lead and raised a long sword.

The knife jumped into the palm from nowhere. The blade was pitch black, and it must have been deliberately painted black, making it even harder to detect in the dark night.

Wan Yifu glanced at the lifeless Zhuge Mahe lying on the ground, sighed and said: "Brother Zhuge, I'm sorry for you. Brother Yu will make amends to you when we get to Huangquan Road." After that, he took a deep breath.

He shouted loudly, "Brothers, let's fight."

"Kill!" shouted, and the remaining seven Dagan soldiers who were still capable of fighting unsheathed their swords. They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, forming a battle formation. Wan Yifu was half exposed and half hidden, and he was in the middle to coordinate and coordinate, with a pair of sharp eyes.

He stayed close to Zhemu Hetu, searching for any flaws in Zhemu Hetu.

Artillery wanted to join the battle and fight, but unfortunately his injuries were too serious. After struggling a few times, he sat helplessly under the eaves and endured the pain in silence.

Zhemu Hetu is cautious by nature. Even if no one in the room is his opponent, the outcome will be the same if they join forces. But as long as he is not completely sure, Zhemu Hetu will not take action easily. His eyes turned slightly, and Zhemu Hetu took a quick look.

The artillery piece, which had no power to fight back, smiled sinisterly, and like lightning, he abandoned Liu Kaishan and others and went straight to the seriously injured artillery piece.

The faces of Liu Kaishan and others suddenly changed, and they cursed in unison. They never thought that Zhemu Hetu would be so vicious and despicable, and attack an injured person who had no power to fight back. Ruan Xiaosan gritted his teeth. Although he was usually the worst at dealing with artillery, but

In fact, the two of them are like brothers. Now that they see Zhemu Hetu secretly plotting to kill him, how can they ignore it and immediately fly to intercept and kill Zhemu Hetu.

Not only Ruan Xiaosan, but two other people in the formation also took action. They rushed forward from the battle formation and intercepted Zhemu Hetu together. Wan Yifu's expression changed and he was about to stop, when he suddenly thought of something, and then he sighed with emotion.

Sigh and say no more.

In mid-air, Zhemu Hetu turned a blind eye to the obstruction of Ruan Xiaosan and the others, and his momentum continued unabated. It seemed that he was determined to cut down the artillery and fight to the death. The three generals of Dagan shouted and cursed, and they tried their best to stop him, but they didn't expect it.

When he arrived at the Zhemuhetu Meeting, he attacked the artillery first. He was a step too late in taking action, and saw that the artillery was about to be killed by Zhemuhetu's knife. Suddenly, Ruan Xiaosan's eyes blurred, and the black shadow that was there just now disappeared out of thin air. Ruan

The mistress's vest became cold, and she felt a chill rush straight to her forehead. She turned around and shouted: "Be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Kaishan shouted loudly, followed by the sound of a knife that cut through the air like splitting a mountain. The sound was astonishing, but it was a pity that it could not cover up a sneer that was piercing the bones in the night air. Before the sneer fell, he heard

Liu Kaishan let out a miserable groan, and almost never heard the sound of the collision of weapons. Ruan Xiaosan was heartbroken and ran back quickly, only to see Liu Kaishan covering his chest with his hand, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood, looking at him with his eyes broken.

The wooden house behind Ruan Xiaosan roared angrily: "Evil thief, you..." The angry words were stuck in his throat, Liu Kaishan spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes were as red as blood, and the corners of his eyes cracked, a drop

Blood beads slowly flowed down his cheeks.

Ruan Xiaosan didn't know why, and looked back in shock. He was stunned and speechless for a long time. He was left with endless anger and soaring murderous intent. The hand holding the knife could not help but tremble slightly. His face was ashen, even worse than Liu Kaishan's face.

To be ugly.

Under the eaves of the wooden house, Zhemu Hetu stood leisurely next to a headless corpse, holding a big head in his hand and looking at each other with eyebrows. Zhemu Hetu didn't seem to feel bloody, but instead felt a little comfortable, looking at it leisurely and glaring.

’s head. Looking at it, Zhemu Hetu suddenly laughed and almost cried. The feeling of toying with people in the midst of applause is really wonderful. Fortunately, there are still a few people left, so I can probably make it.

Make yourself happy.

Wan Yifu took a deep breath and saw that the martial arts skills of the murderer in front of him were unfathomable, but the method of murder was extremely despicable. He first pretended to attack the injured artillery, distracting Ruan Xiaosan and others, and then took the opportunity to attack and kill Da Gan Zhu.

Fortunately, Wan Yifu, who was the biggest threat to him among people, was seen through by Liu Kaishan and missed a single hit. Zhe Mu Hetu then attacked the cannon again. Such capriciousness clearly shows his cruel and cunning nature.

However, this method is indeed a bit dirty. As long as life and death are concerned, it should be settled. Unfortunately, the opponent's martial arts skills are far inferior to his own, and he deliberately makes such superfluous behavior, which really makes Wan Yifu look down on him.

In addition to demonstrating his superior intelligence, he also had the intention of torturing and destroying Dagan's soldiers.

Zhemu Hetu threw down the cannon's head, clapped his hands, and said harmoniously: "It's your turn."

Ruan Xiaosan was so angry that he yelled and rushed forward. Wan Yifu scolded: "When you come back, don't mess up your position!"

Ruan Xiaosan hesitated, retracted the steps he had taken, and returned to the battle formation. He was filled with anger. Among the people here, the two with the highest martial arts skills were dead and the other was injured. I am afraid that they will be doomed tonight.

"If you are struggling to your death, why don't you kneel down and beg me? Maybe I will let you live."

"Your Excellency, there is no need to be duplicitous here. It's not that I underestimate you, I'm just afraid that you don't have the guts to let us go back alive."

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