C490 (2/2)

”What am I? I'll tell you now, what am I! ” Dou Tian, with his sword in his hand, walked step by step to the remaining nine people.

The nine people trembled and got goose bumps all over. They couldn't help retreating towards the rear.

”Boy, we are...” Another man spoke.

Poof! But the words didn't end, another sword flashed by, and the second head flew up.

Fat man wanted to stop it, but he didn't expect that doutian Shasha was so decisive that he didn't say anything.

”Devil, you are devil!” The remaining eight people are extremely scared. In the whole nanlixian Dynasty, who is not afraid of the identity of himself and others, this guy does it without saying a word.

”Do you really think I'm kidding?” Doutian is indifferent.

Hiss

The shrill voice rang out, and doutian disappeared in the same place again. The void bloomed with blood, and the blood dyed the void red.”Let's go!” The first thing that the purple skirt woman thought of was to run away.

This doutian is a god of killing. He really dares to kill himself and others, and doesn't care about the identity of himself and others.

Other people also began to panic, scared piss, there are two pants are wet by liquid, bursts of urine smell filled the void.

”It's too late to leave now!”

Doutian's eyes are cold. These people are so arrogant that they can decide other people's lives in a word. How can they think that they will be slaughtered by others.

Compared with doutian, they are just flowers in the greenhouse and can't stand the wind and rain at all.

Doutian sword moves with you and the body moves with the wind. It seems that the whole person is in the wind, and the speed reaches the extreme. Many people come from afar to see this scene, and they can't help but breathe.

”This guy hasn't seen you for a few days. He's getting stronger again?” Niu Feiyang looks at Dou Tian unexpectedly with a bright smile on his face.

”Son of a bitch, the prince won't let you go!”

”You have to die!”

However, Dou Tian didn't care at all. He had already killed one person and killed ten.

After more than a dozen breaths, those who are strong in battle tactics all become the souls under the sword of doutian. They did not expect that they would die in the hands of a little imperial soldier.

For a long time, they think they are Nanli people. No matter where they go, they will become the presence of attention. Today, some people are not afraid of them and dare to kill them.

The emptiness is restored to calm, the four fields are silent, and many people are worried. How can it be simple to be able to mobilize more than a dozen powerful people in the field of war?

”Third, be careful!” All of a sudden, the fat man yelled, turned into a streamer and rushed to doutian.

Doutian's face changed. He felt that he was staring at by a poisonous snake. His neck was chilly and he walked all over with a chill.

Without any hesitation, doutian raised his hand as a sword, and then his body turned into a gust of wind and ran away quickly.

Poof! His right arm was rubbed by a sword, and the blood was dripping.

Next to him, the fat man's chest was cut by a sword mark, and almost got his belly cut.

”Second!” Doutian quickly holds the fat man, bares his teeth, raises his head indifferently and stares at the distance coldly.

At the end of the sky, several figures came slowly. Before people arrived, a torrent of weather came on their faces. Many people on the tower changed their faces and even breathed quickly.