Chapter 1877 - River of Blood I (2/2)

Everyone stiffened and looked up.

At that moment, endless coldness spread throughout their bodies, making their faces pale, revealing a look of horror.

At the door, the sunlight poured in and fell upon the young man’s body.

He was dressed in black; his face was handsome but cold with a pair of crimson eyes filled with fierce murderous intent.

The young man, like a devil, stepped on the corpses and walked toward the crowd.

The longsword in his hand was dripping with blood.

This madman was coming after them!

He swung his long sword, slicing through a man’s head, causing a splash of blood as the man fell to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere and filled the hearts of those who had plotted to escape with despair.

There was no escape.

This madman was like the G.o.d of death from h.e.l.l, no matter where they ran to, he would find them.

Once he targeted them, all of them could not escape.

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By the time the young man walked out again, it was nearly dusk.

A flame burned up from behind him, burning the house and even the whole city.

Wu Ming City would disappear from history.

“There are ten more!”

The young man muttered as the b.l.o.o.d.y light in one of his eyes became even more intense, surpa.s.sing the bright haze in the sky.

He stepped on the corpses, pa.s.sing over their bodies with a cold and solemn face.

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