Chapter 221 (1/2)

Kill!

The sound of shouting and killing sounded like a drum.

The rolling murderous spirit surges out of every zhuchu people, turning the dead forest into a battlefield in an instant.

Miyan and others standing on the periphery are obviously ignored by the people of the zhuchu clan.

In their eyes, there is only Yu Zhi Bo Qin Yu, the enemy.

The white bones stand out one after another on the people of the zhuchu clan, giving people the feeling that they are not only crazy, but also appalling fighting posture.

Looking at the zhuchu people who attacked like locusts, Qin Yu sighed helplessly: ”it seems that the negotiation has failed.”

”Since this is a battle of life and death, and also a battle of honor for your crazy people, if you choose between me and you, then you will be killed.”

Not a sound, falling in the ear, like the God of death.

Like the blood moon, the eye of jiugouyu writing wheel turned in vain, and the pupil force filled with the smell of disaster exploded like a volcano.

The zhuchu people, who were attacked by the rampage, were directly swept away by this wave.

The huge Shu Zuo Neng, which is tens of meters in size, was formed by condensation. Three Shura faces instantly opened their bloody eyes, and their six arms turned down. The blade, which was formed by the condensation of Tianzhao and Heiyan, was instantly scabbard.

With the black flame, the whole world seems to be swept by a blazing hurricane.

The ChuChu people, who were throwing away, looked sluggish. Before they could stand firm, they saw the black flaming broadsword which was more than ten meters long.

Looking at the rapid amplification of the attack in the pupil, they can not hide. In a hurry, they can only raise the bone knife in their hands, and at the same time frantically urge the corpse veins to cover their body surface with a layer of bone armor to defend.

As the fighting ninjas of the zhuchu clan, they still have inexplicable confidence in their own defense means after years of life and death training.

As long as they can resist the attack, they will continue to shoot.

In their crazy thinking, no matter how powerful the enemy is, under the absolute number and strong defense, they will definitely be consumed alive and dead.

It is because of this that they can stand out in Wuren village, known as the blood fog, and become the most frightening madman.

However, this idea just sprouted in my mind, and the next moment the sound of crisp cloth tearing suddenly came out.

Three black flame condensed blades, flying across the air in an instant.

Along the way, whether it's people or the defense they place high hopes on, people feel like paper paste, which is instantly cut off.

Poop!

Blood splashes, three knives out, ghost knife open, you can't escape to death.

The blood splashing all over the sky, and the corpse wrapped in the black flame and covered instantly, hit the ground heavily, shaking all the people's nerves.

Even the so-called crazy people, the idea of not afraid of death, also appeared a trace of shaking.

”Kill, keep going. This kind of attack can't last for him.” The bamboo roared in the wind.

”If you don't do it now, when will it be?”

In the end, Lu Jun hesitated to attack.

The idea of killing people, which has been instilled in his mind all the year round, just sticks to an idea and obeys orders absolutely.

The red dots on the forehead spread out mysterious patterns like spider webs. At the same time, both hands quickly turn over and stamp, and then they snap to the ground.

Corpse pulse, dance of early Jue!

Boom!

The dense white bones are directly inserted into the ground in junmari's body.

At the next moment, we should be able to make bursts of ground roar within a radius of 100 meters.