Enemies are Close at Hand

The dim moonlight fell on the river beach.

A figure full of smooth lines sat quietly on an ancient tree across the river.

He stretched out his right hand, gently touching the water in the river, silently feeling the coldness of the water flowing across his fingertips.

"water."

He said.

"Every time I see these waters, it is like seeing the rolling torrent that devoured the world after the blood sea disaster that year, the great water **** fell and set off a torrential flood. As a tribe serving the water god, our Shadowblade tribe must be in the flood. China is struggling to survive, and it is facing siege by various ethnic groups. Every day, some people sacrifice, and every day someone dies. Sad, sad, bitter, hurt. But they are united and united as one!

He said quietly, as if talking to himself, and as if ...

Telling someone about the past.

"Shadow Blade Tribe Demon Blade's First Assassin, Wu Feng, you are still so sensitive, no one can hide in front of you."

A figure suddenly appeared from the darkness, without a trace, silent.

He is also slender and fit, and looks very similar to Wu Feng in front of him.

The two daggers were casually held in his hand, as if the extension of his arms seemed to be one.

"The best dagger matches the best assassin." The figure that emerged from the concealment placed the two daggers on the side without a sharp edge and smiled calmly: "January and the ninth day of the dagger name is a meeting gift I gave you. . "

Ten years ago, on January 9th, the Great Cold, the Shadowblade tribe split, some chose to hide from the world to hide and rest, claiming to be demon blades, and partly left with the leader Youblade to form the Seven Killing League, leaving this raging and fragmented world. Invade the new world they found!

No front!

Demon Blade First, Shadow Blade First!

"My sword is never contaminated with the blood of innocent people."

No frontier.

"innocent?"

The man looked at Wu Feng: "In this world, there are no innocent people, even the gods, all bear evil."

"When you are in darkness, all you see is darkness."

"Darkness can set off light."

The man looked up and looked desperately. His eyes seemed to cross the gap between time and space, and he saw a city towering in the ancient meaning of greenery: "You see that the Yu tribe, noble and sacred, live on the forest side. The Jayu city they built is A peaceful and holy place longed for by all souls. "

He turned his face again, his gaze was deep: "Look at that human being again, he is smart, he is so talented, and ordinary martial arts skills can turn decay into magic in their hands!"

He looked at Wu Feng in front of him: "We, the monsters, have evolved from fierce beasts. How difficult and difficult is it? In the face of the two races, we can only survive in the cracks. Will there be eggs under the nest? As a member of the beast, the Shadowblade Tribe cannot survive alone in this coming calamity. "

"The catastrophe?"

"War! The collision of different worlds will inevitably end with the destruction of one world! The horn of war has sounded, 'The Demon Blade' has no front, and you have no choice but to pick up your weapon to fight!"

The man spoke lowly.

"Have you forgotten the hardships of the **** sea disaster? We finally ushered in peace and recuperation, and you want to start the war again?"

"Our shadow blade is extraordinary! Our shadow blade is cruel and decisive! Our shadow blade is fearless! This is the fate of our shadow blade tribe!"

Wu Feng looked at him quietly.

Silence is the best response.

"call out!"

He shook hands with two brand new daggers in the man's hand.

It's useless to say more.

"The tranquility of Demon Blade's Pulse has been broken. There is no meaning to escape. Calamity will come. Regardless of whether you choose to join us, I will use my method to pick out the strongest elite and conquer that world. Let that disaster-free world become a paradise for the lives of our Shadowblade tribe! "

"Ok!?"

Wu Feng looked up, his cold eyes filled with sternness: "What did you do?"

"Kill."

The man greeted his gaze: "According to the tribe, you are not only the first assassin of the demon blade, but also the first of the shadow blade. It is true that such a pure and deep bone marrow killing intention is the realm I always yearn for!"

"You don't want to anger me."

Wu Feng propped up on the tree with his right hand and rose lightly.

Flexible and robust.

"We are not enemies. It is a group of fleeing creatures who break the veins of the demon blade, but it is the knights who bring death from the opposite side of the transmission channel! The demon blade has been exposed! We want to conquer them, why not conquer them? we?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, his figure disappeared again and disappeared.

There was a deep sigh in the shadow.

"The demon blade will eventually come out of the scabbard. This world will no longer extol the silence, even if it is silently shouting, we will also send our voice to this world!"

...

"war……"

Wu Feng's gaze receded from the direction in which the man disappeared. He seemed to hear something, and quickly got up.

The slender figure flew up, stepped on one step, and the ancient tree across the river sank slightly. At the next moment, the energy broke out from under his feet, and his spine was like a dragon, running through his body. .

fast!

Fast as streamer!

"call out!"

No frontal figure broke, rolled up and hunted.

The strong body moves quickly through the forest, and the toes are often light on the branches. The body has appeared hundreds of meters away.

Soon, he heard the screams and tears.

In the woods hundreds of meters away, a squad of feathers and human beings were besieged by a group of fierce beasts, fighting and retreating.

Fierce beast!

It is the true master of this world, covering every corner of the earth, tearing away all the intelligent beings who are struggling to survive on this land.

In the middle of those fierce beasts, a three-meter-tall one, wrapped around his body in armor, could not see the appearance of the knight, carrying a suffocating fierce gas, howling.

Death knight, a mutant creature that does not hesitate to integrate into the blood of the beast in order to gain the ultimate power!

His sturdy body slammed out, and the target was a seriously injured Yuzu girl.

The Yu tribe in front exclaimed in sorrow, and the arrows in their hands were like light, and howling shots.

but……

There are too many beasts.

His arrows could not tear the death front formed by many beasts.

Just as this young feather girl was about to die under the death knight's spear, a ghost appeared.

The first assassin of the demon blade has no front!

"Killing, inevitable ..."

One display, one hidden.

Assault Spurs!

The splendid brilliance is like breaking through the stringed moon of the void, and it explodes into many beasts at once, blasting out thousands of qi.

I don't know how many fierce beasts were torn into pieces under this smashed radon.

"Roar!"

This knight with terror and fierceness seemed to sense the threat. The spear was held high, and the majestic strength was condensed. It was like the flame was boiling, and it suddenly sprayed under the stab.

"Be careful!"

In the exclamation of the girl of the Yu tribe, Wu Feng's figure was reflected in light, passing directly from the spraying flames, as if the flames were in the sky.

Endless daggers flashed on him, dozens of phantoms violently strangled the death knight, interpreting a cruel and gorgeous beauty!

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

The flames exploded and blood sputtered.

Water stabbing!

This is Wu Feng!

Shadow Blade Tribe Demon Blade's First Assassin Wufeng!

Demon Blade, Born in Blood, Demon Blade, Unpredictable, Demon Blade, Silent Killing!

"Oh!"

Under the stabbing of Doomang swept by dozens of phantom shadows, the fierce death knight sent out a resentful mourning, the armor was broken and disintegrated.

Wufeng's figure suddenly appeared beside the Yuzu girl.

"go."

"call out!"

Like a blast.

I am invincible with the edge!

All the intercepting beasts along the way were torn apart under this round of impact, and a road was cleared in front of them.

The Yuzu girl quickly followed.

The Yu men and human warriors in front of them also shot in succession, and the remaining beasts driven by the loss of the blood power of the death knight were quickly emptied.

From crisis to security, it is obvious that a couple of Yu men and women embraced each other immediately, and the surviving people rejoiced.

Life, at this moment, interprets the softest light, dispels the darkness and terror brought by the killing.

This light is the meaning of the demon blade.

Taking a look, Wu Feng turned quietly and left, his body disappeared.

"Wait a minute, this benefactor ... thanks for your help ... don't we know your name?"

The human warrior quickly exclaimed.

The answer to him was silence.

As if no one had ever been here before, a thunder attack reversed a battle.

Dark and bright!

A warrior of the Shadowblade tribe, walking between light and darkness ...

This area is called Shadow!

The demon blade has no front and is the king of shadows.