Chapter 1231： Lord of the Demon Cult, don't blacken it 15

Batch after batch.

She could feel the powerful and dangerous internal force rushing toward her face.

It shows that the enemy coming is also very strong, but Si Yunxie is too strong.

The man in black jumped into the room from the roof, like dumplings, one after another.

And the number of people in black lying on the ground is gradually increasing.

Si Yunxie was expressionless and sat there steadily.

It is as simple as a wave of a sleeve to kill a person.

Until, she saw that when the last group of people in black jumped from the roof, Si Yunxie's movements were obviously stagnant.

Reminiscent of the muffled hum that I heard when I just hid in the closet.

Is it possible that this person's internal strength has been damaged?

While thinking about it, a man in black suddenly laughed from the roof and jumped down from above.

He was probably the leader, so that when he jumped down, the people in black who were still alive all showed respect and stopped attacking.

The black leader looked like he hadn't seen the piles of corpses on the ground.

Stepping on the blood, his eyes shot straight and stared at Si Yunxie.

"Can't hold it anymore, right?"

Si Yunxie's black eyes looked faint, and his thin lips pressed tightly without saying a word.

It's the black leader who seems to have a lot to say to him.

A string of Buddhist beads was twisted in his hand, twisting one by one in his hand.

"Your head is worth money. Ten thousand gold is a reward. I summoned the people from Yuge to come out, and two-thirds of them were planted in your hands."

As he spoke, the voice of the man in black was gloomy for a moment.

Xuan Yunzhi squatted silently in the corner listening to the words Zhao Yuge.

As long as there is enough money, there is no assassin organization that can't kill people, Zhao Yuge?

The man in black let out a sigh of relief and laughed

"However, to be able to kill the Lord of the Demon Cult is worth even the person who overthrew the entire Zhaoyu Pavilion."

There was crazy obsession in that voice.

It seemed that no matter how many deaths and injuries, as long as Si Yunxie could be killed, that would be glory.

The man in black couldn't hide his pride in his words.

Si Yunxie was still expressionless here.

The man in black suddenly smiled

"Look at my head, Lord Lord now has internal injuries eroding the meridians, presumably, it's uncomfortable, right?"

As he said, he raised his head and looked at the full moon outside through the roof.

"The poison of the mixed scriptures is originally the night of the full moon. How deep the internal strength is, it suffers much backlash. It is comparable to the bones and tendons, which is maddening. Looking at the posture of the Lord Lord, he can still face the face without changing his color. I really admire it. admire."

As the words fell, the smile on the face of the man in black suddenly disappeared.

Raise your wrist,

"Kill it"

Three words understatement.

The five masters of Zhao Yuge behind him had already prepared.

With an order, the battle started again.

Si Yunxie sat there, his black robe, indifferent and cold in the moonlight.

That handsome face, pale visible to the naked eye, with well-knotted hands resting on the armrest,

The corners of his lips were pressed tightly, his face expressionless.

Xuan Yunzhi squatted in the corner, watching this scene, and finally sighed.

It's like acknowledging it.

Sliding his wrist, the streamer pistol appeared in his hand.

With a bang, the bullet shot out quickly.

The leading man in black who was standing behind the five masters spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bullet passed through his left chest and hit the wall hard.

This scene, this huge sound.

All the attention of everyone was turned to the humble Xuan Yunzhi.