Chapter 2042 (1/2)

”Why do you suffer? The hatred between me and Emperor Huang has long been over. If you were no longer hostile to me, I could have let you go.

But now you have to deal with me. Do you want to die? ”

Lingxiao looks at these four humanitarians.

”The Revenge of killing my father, I will not share the same fate!”

The four people almost have the same voice.

”Well, that's a good point. I'll let you go with your father and realize your filial piety.”

Lingxiao is no nonsense. He throws his hand and shoots out four shadow cones. The four shadows fall to the ground and die miserably on the spot.

Lingxiao can be kind and let go of these people.

But these people do not know how to cherish.

He can let it go once, never the second time, because he doesn't want to have his friends and relatives assassinated when he leaves.

Such enemies must not be soft hearted.

”You devil

The old man of Zhengqi League said tremblingly.

”Devil? Don't be so hypocritical. Why don't you think you are a devil when you kill others?

At the beginning, I was just a warrior in heaven and man, but you had to kill me!

There were so many generals and soldiers in the northern desert city, who were abandoned by you? That's hundreds of thousands of lives. Have you ever thought you were a devil?

It's disgusting to pretend justice now

Lingxiao disdains to scold a way.

The old man was filled with remorse. To tell the truth, if he had known that Lingxiao would have achieved today, even if he had abandoned Emperor Huang, he would have helped Lingxiao to the top.

At least, he can't kill Lingxiao, which directly leads to the incompatibility between him and Lingxiao.

It's really about heaven and hell.

But at that time, a random idea, cast into today's tragic scene, he is really some helpless, and some sad.

But it really deserves it.

”Don't talk nonsense. I know I'm not your opponent, but I have to fight for it!”

Looking at the sky, the old man vomited out a mouthful of turbid gas.

Since the mistake has been committed, it is meaningless to think about it again. In the end, he can only let himself die more bravely.

Whoa!

The battle spirit soared into the sky, and a white ghost like thing appeared behind the old man.

Floating behind him, there was a smell of evil and terror.

This should be the spirit of the old man, the ghost spirit.

Ghost spirit is a special kind of martial spirit. It has many special abilities that you can't expect.

The others felt chilly when they saw the spirit.

However, the expression of the sky is not changed.

Strength is too much stronger than the other side, even if the other side's martial spirit is strange, it is meaningless.

Just as Lingxiao has the spirit of supremacy, it is impossible to defeat the warrior of samsara in a single fight.

This is the reality.

”Well, I'll give you a magnificent way to die!”

Lingxiao will be in the hands of the holy sword blade, a fierce sense of the sword bloom out, the whole space completely enveloped.

At this moment, everyone could not help shaking.

The meaning of the sword is like a knife. It seems to be stuck in everyone's heart. How can people not feel fear.

”Kill!”

Lingxiao said coldly, a terrible sword broke through the air raid and killed the old man.

The terrible sword Qi tore a deep hole in the void.

”War!”