Demon Lord Of The Last Days

"Let him in!" A deep voice came from inside.

"My lord, you can go in now." The guard looked at the impermanence of the indifferent and enchanting face, and raised his hand.

Ghost impermanence pushes the door and enters. This so-called group leader will soon become a deputy, and this flying mercenary group will soon become a blood demon mercenary group.

The office is not big. There is a chair opposite a desk, and a sofa is placed under the wall behind the chair. Behind the desk is a middle-aged man with a calm face and the opposite person can be called the same regardless of body shape or appearance. The waiting beauties talked.

At this moment, his arrival attracted the eyes of both of them.

Guiwuchang met their gazes, lit a cigarette for himself, and got to the sofa under the wall opposite the desk.

His attitude made the middle-aged man behind the desk frown.

"You are also the pinnacle of a 16th-order transcendant, looking for a 15th-order deputy head, do you live in town?!"

With an arrogant posture, Gui Wuchang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

The head of the Liufei Mercenary Group frowned deeply, this person is too arrogant! ? Without putting him in the eyes, it was pretty good, and he said coldly: "Go away! I don't need a person like you here."

That woman was also very upset by Guiwuchang's self-respecting posture. You obviously came to apply for the job, and you regarded yourself as the master when you came in. This kind of person is defiant, and no one will be happy to see it.

"Heh...heh!" Guiwuchang laughed inexplicably, and slightly raised his eyes to look at the head of the Liufei mercenary group, and said, "How about you, the mercenary group, give it to me?"

This was the decision he made after seeing this so-called head of the realm, and he just... grabbed it.

The head of the Liufei mercenary group heard the words, and after a moment, he slammed the table and stood up, his eyes were slightly intimidating, and he sneered: "Which green onion are you?"

The woman was also stunned by the impermanence of ghosts. She was really mad, she was mad, and she asked for the mercenary group as soon as she came in. She once doubted whether this person was mentally ill.

Guiwuchang looked calm and slowly said, "I will kill you if you don't promise."

His words are very simple and rude.

Listening to this madman's words, the leader of the Liufei mercenary regiment laughed angrily, "Kill me? Do you have that ability? I don't know if you are sick, and immediately disappear from me, otherwise I don't mind destroying you. Throw it out later."

Gui Wuchang stood up in one step, his bloody eyes calmed, the blood moon ghost was triggered by the collapse of his legs, and the hard cement board under his feet exploded with a bang, his body disappeared, and his palm was triggered. Forehead, he was killed by just a few minutes.

The other party's eyes flicked, his eyes full of disbelief, and for a moment his body was covered with cold sweat, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain, his body seemed to be emptied, and he sat weakly on the chair behind him.

Gui Wuchang stopped his hand, slowly spit out a puff of smoke, disdainfully said: "Did you feel the breath of death? By you, let alone abolish me?"

The head of the Liufei mercenary group was already sitting on a chair collapsed at this moment. At that moment, he really saw his death, turned into a pool of pus and blood, and the blood moon turned into bones and palms. The tragic mood after being hit.

Even the woman on one side was in a cold sweat at the moment. Just now, she saw the head of the Flowing Mercenary Group turned into a pool of blood.

Gui Wuchang finished his last puff of cigarette, then squeezed out the cigarette butt and put it in the ashtray of the desk, looked at Ling Quan, the head of the flying mercenary group in a cold sweat, and said: "Kill you, just look at it. You. To be grateful that I am here this time, not here to kill. I am missing a power to rise, you should be excited that I chose you here, because I can lead you to a height and glory that you would never have imagined before."

"Make your choice, die here today, or look forward to my head?" Gui Wuchang said indifferently.

Ling Quan gasped, and said: "You are committing a crime. The Yunming Empire has 1560 rules. You cannot use your own power and threaten a force to surrender with violence. If you violate it, you will be jailed for 10 years."

Hearing this, Gui Wuchang joked: "You actually use the order of the Yunming Empire as a shield, saying you are stupid, or are you really stupid?! If you don't obey, I can take you, a mercenary, within three minutes. The lives of all members of the regiment, and then left freely."

"You..." Ling Quan looked at the blood-haired man with a terrified expression, and forced him to yield by relying on his powerful strength, making his heart suffocated to the extreme, but he dared not speak, and his teeth gritted. Boom, a murderous intent breeds in my heart.

At the moment when Ling Quangang had a killing intent, Gui Wuchang's eyes condensed, and said: "You actually had a killing intent on me. Sorry, you will definitely die today."

Killing intent is equal to blood moon energy.

After that, his aura burst out, bloody waves swept through, and the desk exploded with a bang, and the blood moon turned bone palm triggered, and a palm blasted towards Ling Quan's head, who had never expected that he would do it when he said it.

In an instant, Ling Quan saw that he turned into a puddle of pus again. A stunned, impermanent palm had crushed his head, a different kind of force swept into his corpse, and the corpse instantly turned into a puddle. Pus.

"Congratulations, master, get a little blood moon energy, keep working hard." Xiaoxue said in his mind.

"Why don't you give me some killing intent?" Guiwuchang looked at the slightly trembling woman with a smile, and said.

"No, no, I don't dare to kill you." She kept shaking her head, this person was too terrifying, the bloody aura that burst out just now was full of the smell of killing, she, who was a rank fifteen transcendent, felt it Very small.

Guiwuchang looked at her and asked, "I killed him, what should I do?"

"Or you can kill all the members of this mercenary group!" The woman said.

"You are really stupid, why do you want to kill?" Gui Wuchang asked.

The woman wanted to say, why am I stupid? Didn’t you just say you killed everyone in this mercenary group? Why do you blame me? But she didn't dare to say that, shaking her hands and said: "Yes, I'm stupid, then what do you want to do?"

Gui Wuchang ordered: "You go out and say that we are going to have a contest for the deputy head of the martial arts competition, so that everyone can come to the Yanwu Square to observe, and one cannot be less."

The woman said suspiciously: "But, let me tell you, will they really believe it?"

"Look at what you look like." She said that Guiwuchang looked at her, "The face is exquisite and delicate, and the figure is undulating. Would they not believe it?"

Feeling the impermanence of the ghost looking back on her wantonly, the woman's heart became more and more scared, for fear that he would plot against herself and be weak and weak: "Then I will go."

Gui Wuchang looked at her, the eye of blood reading turned, making her eyes dull. He was revising her memory, putting himself in the most important position in her memory, a position that could not be disobeyed.

When she recovered again, her eyes were full of awe at Guiwuchang, and she bent over and said, "Head of Blood."

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