Chapter 1685： Kill the Ring

"Brush!" Xia Ming's eyes were cold, showing a cold mang. Xia Ming looked coldly at the people in front of him. He knew that these people apparently passed on to Heaven, but how did Heaven inherit him? May be handed to them in vain, not to mention, even if it is inherited by the heavens or even the elixir

, They may not give up on this.

However, at this moment Xia Ming was so anxious that Lin Wanqing was running out of time. He had to rush to Jiangzhou to save Lin Wanqing in the shortest time.

"Get off, or you have to die." Xia Ming was so murderous. At this moment, even Qin Ze was taken aback by this murderous Xia Ming.

It was the first time he had seen such a scary Xia Ming.

"Toasting without eating and drinking, brothers, kill this guy, heavenly inheritance is ours."

At this moment, the people present roared and rushed to kill Xia Ming. Obviously, they wanted to kill Xia Ming directly, so as to gain the inheritance of the day.

Xia Ming squinted and looked at the people in front of him. Xia Ming took a deep breath and shook his hands. Long Xiao appeared in his hands. Xia Ming looked coldly at the rushing party. people.

Most of these people are yellow-level warriors, and there are also Xuan-level warriors, but there are not many. After all, yellow-level to Xuan-level is a kanji, and Xuan-level to prefecture is a kanji, which can reach the ground. The strongest class, on this earth, can also be regarded as one of the officials of Xinjiang.

"kill."

Xia Ming sighed, and Long Xiao waved in his hand. Each sword would cost a life. Soon, Xia Ming's shirt was stained with blood.

A strong **** taste wafted, which was disgusting.

"kill."

Just at this moment, suddenly a ray of lightning rushed towards Xia Ming, and the terrible power wafted, making people feel heart palpitations.

Xia Ming was not afraid. Long Xiao in his hand blocked the sound of Ding Dang and blocked the sword. Xia Ming glanced at the sword-slave man.

This is a boy in a black shirt. The boy's eyes are sharp, like a sharp sword, Xia Ming snorted coldly, Long Xiaoping in his hand cut away.

"drink."

When the boy saw this, he also sneered. The sword in his hand was going away as fast as lightning. It seemed to block Xia Ming's sword, but ...

He was miscalculated.

"Drive me."

"Ding."

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the sword was split into two ends by Xia Ming, and then the boy was also split in half by Xia Ming's sword. Blood was flowing everywhere. This scene The people present were feeling a little shocked.

"This guy ... is a devil, big devil."

"This guy is simply cruel."

"Damn ... I want revenge, I want revenge on my brother."

All the people present hated Xia Ming, perhaps because Xia Ming killed them or because of other reasons, so they all regarded Xia Ming as a bad person.

however!

But they never thought that in this world, other people will not kill you for no reason. Since they are going to kill you, they must have purpose. This group of people came here not for Xia Ming ’s inheritance. ? But these people never think that grabbing people is wrong.

Just put all the errors on Xia Ming's body.

"Brush."

Xia Ming's feet slammed on the ground, his body leaped up, and he retreated quickly. At this time, Xia Ming stared sharply at the people in front of him, with a strong sense of killing in his eyes.

These people are also a little bit timid, and dare not do it again.

"Big demon, just grab your hands." Someone roared at this time, yelled.

"Big devil?"

Xia Ming heard the words, couldn't help laughing, and looked coldly at the people present. Those cold eyes made the people in the room unable to help but take a step back, and looked at Xia Ming with some horror. "It's really ridiculous, you people, it's good to reverse the black and white." Xia Ming said coldly: "I got the key to the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum, and these things belong to me, but you, My own greed, delusion of taking over my heritage, taking over my creation, now,

It is here that I am called the big devil, and it is really thick-skinned, as if you are representing the heaven and earth justice. "

"It's really putting gold on your face and not looking at what you are."

"Bold!"

"Xia Ming, you know, you can't keep this inheritance at all."

"Yes, it's impossible to keep it, just because of your strength in the late stage."

"We advise you to hand it over quickly, if not, the forces behind us will necessarily chase you to the ends of the earth."

"Shameless."

When Qin Ze saw this scene, he was also very angry. Nowadays, people are really becoming more and more shameless. They are obviously robbing others, and they say they are so uncomfortable.

In this world, the more decent a person is, the more uncomfortable he is secretly. In this world, there are individuals who have passions and desires. No one dares to say that he can live with his conscience in his whole life.

"is it?"

Xia Ming looked at these people coldly. Now there are more than 30 people in this game. These 30 people are also the strongest, but Xia Ming is not afraid and stands here with spirit.

Xia Ming was holding a long sword, the tip of the sword was tilted, and the blood slowly dripped down the ground along Long Xiao. Under the contrast of this sunlight, it looked so bright.

Xia Ming at this moment really looked like that big devil. Xia Ming looked at these people quietly and said calmly: "You take my heritage, it is my revenge, and I will kill you all, let you know that there may be nothing to restrain you in this world, But ... now that you have a cause, you have to bear it.

fruit. "

"Fair fairy swordsmanship!"

Xia Ming yelled, and Long Xiao in his hand changed quickly. Xia Ming's whole body formed a strange power. Qin Ze shouted when he saw this scene.

"Xia Ming, his mercy."

Qin Ze naturally did not want to see Xia Ming kill so many people, but how could Qin Ze know the anger in Xia Ming's mind at this moment. He was in a hurry to save Lin Wanqing, but this group of people killed themselves for their own inheritance. The most horrible thing is that these people are clearly greedy and they are always under the banner of justice. Lost by these scums, Xia Ming was furious and left nothing behind

hand.

"Today, all of you will die here. No one can save you."

Xia Ming sighed, and the whole man seemed to fly. "One sword is flying."