The Man from Hell

Hey!

Scarlet blood splattered from the body of the Seven Kills!

His chest was pierced by a cold knife!

Tick!

Tick!

The scarlet blood continued to flow from the body of the Seven Kills!

His eyes were cold and expressionless!

As if, it was not his body that was stabbed!

Oh!

When the cold knife was pulled out, the big guy who shot it, immediately threw a Qiankun bag on the ground:

"Cool! It's so cool to be able to pierce the body of the Supreme Combatant!"

Hey!

In an instant, after having the first one, all the big guys around him tried their best to try their best!

They did not bid for the Seven Killing Slaves, but if they were able to cut a knife on the body of this horrible demon, then they would not hesitate!

Right now, the second big guy, a Qiankun bag, is still on the ground!

Then the long sword in the palm waved!

Hey!

One sword will cut off one arm of the Seven Killing Slaves!

Scarlet blood dipped the ground into blood red!

The Seven Kills, expressionless, picked up the broken arm from the ground and connected again!

Just this time!

Oh!

A stab that pierced his chest again!

There is also a long knife that cut off one leg of the Seven Kills!

......

At this moment, a **** scene was staged on the street!

Knife after knife!

Seven kills, more and more wounds, terrible!

Even after the hands and feet were pressed, they had not yet grown together and they were cut off again!

The dense blood almost dyed Qisha into a blood man!

Above the ground, piled up one after another!

100,000!

200,000!

300,000!

Insane wealth is skyrocketing in a **** pattern!

In the blink of an eye, it has surpassed half a million!

And, continue to earn crazy!

"Okay! That's great! Now it's back to the original and earned a Supreme War Slave!"

There is a thick grin at the corner of the insipid mouth!

And the people in the house next to him became more and more admired by him, ecstatic!

"Hahaha ... Master, look, it's 600,000!"

"Oh my God, even those ordinary Tongcheng people can't wait to take out Yuanyang Stone and slash seven kills!"

"That's the supreme war slave, a knife is enough to brag for a lifetime!"

At this moment, in the whole street, the madness of everyone is even beyond the imagination of Yin Wudao and others!

All big brothers in each city!

The strong under them!

And the strong in Tongcheng!

One by one, take out their savings, or borrow money from friends and relatives, in order to cut the seven kills!

Fifty knives!

Eighty knife!

One hundred knives!

......

Xiao Qi walked away, and the boundless pain had completely drowned his nerves!

Even everything in front of him is so scarlet!

He is not unaware of the pain!

But he can bear it!

"My name is Seven Kills, and my life is my life!"

The hoarse voice came out of his mouth, and he seemed to be sworn to that person with his life!

Hey!

His chest was almost split open!

But he ignored it!

In the eyes, there is boundless madness and firmness!

"My name is Seven Kills, and my life is my life!"

Oh!

It was another sword, and his spine was severed!

He froze, almost fell, and gritted his teeth again!

"My name is Seven Kills, and my life is my life!"

Hey!

It's a knife again!

......

At this moment, this **** scene is shocking to the extreme!

Knife after knife fell on Seven Kills!

However, there is no scream, only that!

"My name is Seven Kills, and my life is my life !!!"

boom!

Everyone on the entire street is shocking!

They looked at the blood man's eyes, filled with thick and incredible!

What kind of existence is there to tune out this monster, and to let this evil spirit worship like this!

Unimaginable!

Even everyone felt that even the entire yin and yang world, no one could do it!

Especially Huang Tianba, completely old tears!

Tears of soul rolling from his face, constantly falling!

That every stab on the Seven Kills seemed to be severely stuck in his body, making him worse off!

"Xiaoyezi, even if your apprentice is sealed with memory, he can't forget you!"

"Where are you? Are you ... really dead?"

Huang Tianba cried like rain!

And the people of the Huang family around, full of sadness!

And just then!

Huang Tianba seems to have made some kind of decision!

In those vicissitudes of eyes, there was a strong madness and determination!

Now, take a step!

Hey!

This sound made the entire street suddenly quiet!

And everyone in the Huang family seemed to know what their ancestors were going to do, and his face changed greatly!

"Old man, don't!"

"Come back! You can't save him!"

"..."

Everyone in the Huang family is ashamed!

However, the ancestor Huang Tianba ignored it!

He stepped out, and then went slowly towards the **** seven kills!

"Stop it !!!"

The crazy roar makes all the big brothers stop!

Especially Yin Wudao, a brow instantly:

"Old thing, what are you going to do? Dare to delay making money, you can't find it?"

The corners of the shameless mouth are full of abuse!

In his eyes!

Any ancestor of the Huang family is just a cricket ant. With only one word, he can let the Seven Killer Slave ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ kill him alive!

Just now!

The ancestor Huang Tianba didn't care about wicked mockery!

His old eyes stared at Xiao Qisha, tears rolling down!

"Seven kills! Little seven kills! Have you forgotten me? I'm Huang Tianba! Your weasel teacher in the mouth of these little cubs!"

Weasel teacher!

This is the nickname that Huang Qiba was given to Xiao Qishou, Qian Fei, Poisonous Wolf, Xuesha and others on the earth!

At that time, Huang Tianba was glaring with anger and beard!

But now, how he hopes, Xiao Qisha shouts himself ‘weasel teacher’ again!

But at this moment, Qi Kill's eyes are dull and he doesn't know Huang Tianba at all!

Tick!

Tick!

Turbulent tears kept flowing from Huang Tianba's cheek:

"Do you remember the earth?"

"Do you remember the money, poison wolf, blood evil, Anxi them?"

"Do you ... remember your Master Ye Feng?"

boom! ! !

When the words 'night breeze' fall!

The sluggish gaze of the Seven Kills suddenly shocked!

His body began to tremble, and his expression began to change slightly!

"Master ... Ye Feng! Ye Feng ... Master!"

These four words rang in his mind!

He seemed to remember something!

There seems to be something forgotten!

A trace of water mist condensed in his eyes, and a raging sadness swept his heart!

Tick!

Tears dripping!

The seventh hoarse voice, sad and silent:

"My Master, called Yefeng!"

(End of this chapter)

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