A group of strong people, because of a abandoned God sword, killed into a group, fighting is a life and death, inseparable.
However, in the eyes of white night and the young man, it was just a play, a farce.
Many of the souls were killed.
In such a struggle for interests, no one can protect himself.
Looking at the white night indifferently, there is no joy or sorrow on his face.
These are the best and most powerful people in the state.
Now that foreign enemies are attacking, these are the most scarce people in the state.
But white night didn't care about the lives of these people.
Because he knew that if these people stayed, it would only be a disaster for the state.
Therefore, those who kill by night will not be soft hearted. When these people kill each other, he does not care at all.
After about half a column of incense, there were only a dozen people left on the scene.
At the moment, all of them were black and blue, panting and weak. They could not hold on for long.
The white night is still watching these people.
They're in line for the final fight.
But who is an idiot living in the present?
They all know a truth that whoever moves at this time will die.
But now the biggest advantage still belongs to the group on the right.
Because there are four of them.
The four of them held together at the beginning of the fight.
All four of them are capable of terror. If they hold together, their strength will naturally need no more words, and they will hardly meet any enemy.
Only then did the rest of the people know that the means of these four people were extraordinary, and they immediately cooperated with each other.
Seven or eight people directly surrounded the four people, one by one.
"Who do you say will win?" The young man asked with a smile.
The white night does not speak, only looks at silently.
The young man looked at him and said with a smile, "I think one of the four will win!"
"No one will win." White night made up a sentence.
The young man laughed and did not speak again.
"Kill!"
At this time, a low roar was heard, and one of the remaining six directly made a roar and killed the four.
The rest of them gathered all their strength one by one, and attacked and killed them like crazy.
The terrifying force of space is like an avalanche of forces gathering towards these four people, and at the same time, time, elements, general situation and other forces come together.
None of the soul people who have been fighting until now are ordinary people. Everyone's means are so strong that they can't fight against it.
The fighting between them has surpassed the imagination of many soul people.
But just as the hordes of souls came.
Sonorous!
A terrible sound of sword sounded.
Then he saw a man pinch a finger formula, and burst out a bitter sword between his hands.
As the sword rose, it swung in all directions, and a dazzling sword light scattered around.
Those thundering forces are dissipated directly by the sword light.
All the people who rush in are breathing tight.
"Do you dare to compete with us for the sword? Die
Roaring down, he saw one of the four raised his hand, and then grabbed it.
Whoa!
A thick and exquisite energy with the finger as the center and the surrounding space as the frame suddenly converged.
The space around the people who rushed in was compressed immediately.
Not good!
Several people secretly called, busy is to retreat.
But the space behind has been deformed, even if they want to go, it is too late.
"Do you think we are afraid of you?" The one soul person is not convinced and roars. The star power is stored in his fist, and he blows directly at the man who raises his hand.
The fist is like stars, affecting the world, with unparalleled prestige.
But when you get closer.
Sonorous!
Another sword light passed, not to the soul.
The soul of the one who carried the fist immediately trembled and froze in place, then fell heavily on the ground.
After the body fell to the ground, it directly broke into two pieces and died miserably on the spot.
The rest of the people turned pale.
Looking around, I saw a man with a broken sword standing in the front.
"Next you are!"
The man said calmly, eyes suddenly a Lin, carrying the sword to kill in the past.
The crowd was in a panic.
"Don't be too arrogant
Some people refuse to accept it and fight with it.
But more people chose to flee.
They are not idiots, the other party's means, I do not know how much better than them. If we continue to fight, we will not say whether we can defeat the other party. Even if we defeat the other party in front of us, we must be seriously injured, and the end is not good.At that time, there was no strength to get rid of the magic sword?
For now, only escape!
Even if you want to kill them in the daytime, they have to flee!
There is no life but escape!
Many people lost their fighting spirit and ran away like crazy.
But if they want to escape, how can the other party give them this opportunity?
"Go? Have you left yet? "
Another one yelled and waved his cape behind him.
Crash!
And the cloak flew out, and grew directly larger, and covered the fleeing men like a firmament.
"Burn it for me!"
"Chop!"
"Get out of here
The cry continued, and all sorts of means were used to tear up the covered cloak. However, no matter what soul method they used, the cloak remained intact.
"Ah..."
screams rang out.
The souls are directly wrapped up.
"Refine it for me!"
Another soul screams.
The cloak wrapped with people was rolled into an oval shape and rotated constantly in the air. A dazzling pattern like streamer was swirling around the cloak. From time to time, a palm was pushed out from the surface of the cloak. It seemed that the internal people were struggling, but it had no effect.
After about three or four rest, the cloak returned to calm, and kept shrinking and shrinking.
Finally, when the cloak becomes the size of a parcel, it stops.
Then.
Whoa!
The cloak spread out.
There are a lot of horrible flesh and blood bones falling from it...
those who were wrapped in cloaks have all died.
So far, more than 100 people fighting, only these four people left!
"Ha ha ha, it's ours to abandon the magic sword!"
One of them burst out laughing. After a few steps, he pulled out the abandoned magic sword which was inserted obliquely on the ground.
Around the abandoned sword, there are many corpses and blood flowing into a river, just like human purgatory.
"Great!"
"Now, we can live!"
The four, smiling, gathered around.
"Give me the abandoned sword, give it to me, and you will be free again!"
White night reaches out to these four people, light mouth way.
"Yes, dragon master!"
The man holding the abandoned magic sword nodded, then stepped forward, holding the abandoned sword in both hands, to offer the sword to the white night.
The other three came along, kneeling on one knee.
"Abandon the magic sword here, please accept the dragon master!" The man cried.
The white night nods, walks forward, must shake hands to take.
However, at the moment of holding the sword, the man holding the sword suddenly raised his head, immediately pulled out his sword, and slashed it hard toward the white night www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!