The two poison pills exploded at the same time, and the purple qi was also transported out to the east, causing the poisonous mist to spread instantly, and the enveloping range was far greater than the previous two times.
Ye Xiao even sighed in his heart, if the poison pill he had on hand was enough, it would not be difficult to prevent any killer who came to Lingbao Pavilion from leaving here alive Suddenly, a person cried loudly: "I'm poisoned, I'm poisoned, I can't live, I regret it" This man was crying with snot and tears all over his face, and his two hands had begun to scratch his body uncontrollably Everyone around him, without exception, was scratching wildly on himself There are also some poisoned killers with red eyes, slashing and killing indiscriminately with weapons in their hands, crying and killing at the same time: "Anyway, Lao Tzu can't survive, fortunately, everyone will die together."
The sword wind was whistling, the sword light was flickering, and even his companions beside him were cut into flesh and blood However, this situation only lasted for a very short time, and they began to be conquered by the itch, and involuntarily screamed and threw their swords, and scratched their hands wildly on their bodies, and smiled heartily and comfortably while scratching.
Although I know that as long as I scratch at the beginning, once the comfortable feeling rises, most of them will have no hope of living, and they can only scratch themselves to death, but they can't control it anyway The kind of itching that seems to have penetrated deep into the bone marrow drives the most primitive instinctive actions of human beings, so that every poisoned killer can never think of anything else at this moment Only scratch And the people around who were lucky not to be poisoned were once again like ghosts, trembling all over, and retreating with a "brush".
Their movements are so uniform that they are unanimous.
Even, some of the people who retreated were a little slower, and they were hit upside down by the people in front of them and flew out.
Everyone's eyes were straight, their eyebrows were jumping, and although they were retreating, their eyes were always locked on the hellish scene in the field "Ah, let's just die together" A killer scratched himself desperately, while staring at the people around him who were not poisoned and hurriedly exited, his eyes were red for a while, and he mustered up the remaining strength to get up and rushed towards the crowd in the rapid retreat.
"Everyone is here to kill Feng Zhiling, since I am poisoned, why are you not poisoned, since I am already dying, why should you continue to live, why" He shouted frantically, scratching wildly, and rushed to the crowd covered in flesh and blood.
The sword flashed.
This person's whole person was instantly turned into two pieces, and he actually died by himself, and before he could ask for his life, he had already suffered a sword to cut off his soul.
Yin Yucheng put his sword into the scabbard, but his face was pale, his body was even a little trembling, and his lips were trembling, but he said sharply: "It is your own bad luck that you are poisoned and dying, and you don't even allow others to have a better time, it is really innocent and not a pity to die."
Although Yin Yucheng is greedy for life and afraid of death, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, everyone is quite disdainful of his behavior; But at this moment, all the killers nodded neatly in approval.
Yes, this guy knew that he couldn't survive, but he actually wanted to drag everyone to the funeral, which is really not a pity to die In a few moments, all the more than 1,800 people were turned into flesh and blood, and without exception, all of them died, and there were no corpses.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them like a hell on earth, and the hell on earth appeared three times in succession, each time it was more terrifying, and their faces were pale and there was no blood.
And after the Wind Monarch Seat Wind Ling was poisonous, he did not advance towards the headquarters of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, but actually stood on the opposite edge of this hellish scene, his face was cold and calm, as if waiting for everyone to approach again.
At this moment, it was close to the early hours of the morning.
The wind of the early morning gently blew his black robe.
Seeing his cold and expressionless face again, the killers were like seeing a demon, and everyone shuddered.
As a killer, I don't know how much I have seen in the cruelty of the world, and many of them are simply created by themselves.
However, at this moment, the hearts of these killers are filled with exactly the same feeling.
A terrifying existence like the Wind Monarch in front of him was something he had never seen before This person, even if it is a group of killers who want to kill him, will never deny that this person values love and righteousness, and attaches importance to his homeland and country.
Such a person is undoubtedly a righteous person When the country was in crisis, this person waved his hand to donate 70 billion yuan without compensation When this person was in the most dangerous situation in the Lingbao Pavilion, he came alone, turned the tide, and faced the killers in the world, and was the mainstay Such a person is definitely a hero-like figure However, this person is not a hero in the ordinary sense; The heroes in the so-called annals and legends pay attention to their own image, and often would rather die than let their heroic image be flawed, but this person doesn't care about his own image when he is facing his own people, he may still be a hero, but when he is his own enemy, he is a demon, a complete demon executioner A demon that is enough to make anyone's heart tremble and chill In total, he only waved his hand three times, and more than 3,000 killers turned into dust, and the appearance of death was even more miserable.
And when this Wind Monarch faced such a human tragedy that he had created with his own hands, his face did not change at all Even, the muscles on his face did not twitch at all.
It's still the same indifference just now.
Such a mentality is not possible for ordinary people "I remember I said before, if you want to kill me, there must be a price, you want to kill me, I can understand your choice, relatively, I will also kill you, I believe you will also understand my choice."
Ye smiled and finally moved again, gently raised his feet, and walked forward slowly.
Shi Shiran stepped into a pool of blood, but it was as if he was walking on a broad road, without hesitation or discomfort.
Just walked slowly in the direction of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.
Under the strict encirclement of thousands of killers around him, the Wind Monarch did not rush at all, just carrying his hands behind his back, he was chic and calm, just like a leisurely stroll, just walking step by step.
On the ground, the blood that is flowing freely is like a small river.
The Wind Monarch walked step by step, and the blood was splashed all over the place, but it was as if it was gone
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