Longyan holding Fengshen chop, cold incomparable looking at him, from his body sent out momentum, like the devil from hell, people feel terrible.

You know, the double strong of Wuni is Disha robber. He has the double power of God and devil, but he is easily defeated in front of Longyan.

This young man, holding a magic sword of archaic times, is simply too terrible.

Such strength, completely beyond his imagination, half of the arm pain, let him almost suffocate.

"Boy, you are so powerful!" The man in black realized for the first time that he should escape from here as soon as possible. He is not the young man's opponent at all. I'm afraid it's too late if he doesn't go.

But will Long Yan let him go? This guy is too naive. Now he is a member of the blood clan, so he should show the means of the blood clan.

Let this inn become bloody.

Long Yan quickly uses Fengshen chop to catch up with him again. With his wonderful sword technique and his blood red figure, he brushes! Brush! Brush!

In this guest room, the ruthless Lingsha, the sword across the black man's body, eyes, nose and ears, the body's flesh and blood, each time a pick by Longyan can cut a large piece of flesh and blood out.

Blood red the whole room, black man, also issued the most tragic cry.

No matter how he dodged, he could not escape the killing of Longyan. The man in black was desperate, and his body had been cut off.

He was blinded by the stab and became two blood holes.

The sword spirit of death began to rot on his body. The man in black, who was infinitely close to death, had no other dignity or face. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging Longyan to let him go.

"Please let me go. Let me go, young Xia. I will never do such a thing again. Give me a chance." He was in a terrible mess.

Long Yan didn't speak. He began to practice his super high and strange sword skills. In this room, the air of gray death sword was everywhere. The man in black was half kneeling on the ground. He felt that every sword skill practiced by this young man was deadly, full of death and killing, unpredictable and strange.

"The sword of killing the gods!"

With one tenth of his strength, Long Yan displays the sword of killing gods. He is not in a hurry to kill the man in black, but at the same time, he can experience the power of the sword of killing gods.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

A sword is like ten thousand swords penetrating the heart. The flesh and blood of the man in black is stabbed by tens of thousands of swords. The killing is more than ten times more painful than lingchi.

Can think of this at least Long Yan play out one tenth of the strength, if all the strength, this guy long dead can't die again.

"The power is really strong, and it will be a guarantee of my strength."

Long Yan tortured the man in black in this way. I don't know how long it took. The man in black was like a pool of mud, a piece of flesh and blood, but he still had a weak breath.

"It's time to end your life. It's bad luck for you to meet me. I hope you won't be a villain in your next life."

Long Yan said, open arms, from his body began to be full of blood, and then these blood like resurrection, all into a small insect.

When the man in black looked at him with wide eyes, he was completely frightened this time.

These blood mists have turned into tiny dragons. They are not insects at all. They are all tiny blood colored dragons. Each of them has sharp teeth and claws.

At least ten thousand blood eating dragon Yao, so desperately began to bite his flesh and blood, as if millions of resentment soul with him to ask for his life.

"Don't kill me. I'm wrong. I'm really wrong. Please let me go."

This is the double strong man of Wuni, the killer who kills people without blinking an eye. He is tortured like this by the most cruel and bloody means of Longyan.

"It's a pity that you don't even count as a fart. Can those people you have killed survive? This is a problem that you can ask for mercy and solve. In the future, that young man, Wang Cong and his Laozi Wang Shang will be executed if I have the chance."

Long Yan doesn't want to talk to him any more. He controls tens of thousands of blood eaters. Long Yao starts to devour his flesh and blood crazily, biting endlessly, eating meat and drinking blood. In the end, he doesn't even have any residue left.

However, the man in black still has a head. If the head is still there, he will not die. So put away the Dragon Yao and continue to torture.

Long Yan transformed the magic device of Lingyang into a small knife, only the size of a palm. On his twisted face, he began to scrape off the flesh and blood of his face. Each knife was fiercer than the other.

Scraping meat and bone is not the most painful. The most painful thing is that Longyan can bring the greatest damage to Yuanshen. Every knife can make him weak.

Finally, Longyan is really tired, this head has already been dying, hiss! Long Yan inserts the knife from his mouth and hangs it on the back wall.

"Ah ~"

The man in black, uttered his last scream. He couldn't die any more. His expression was completely distorted. His eyes were two blood holes and shed two lines of blood tears. Before he died, he had a look of fear.

But he died in Longyan's hands in the end. He didn't want to be so cruel, but at the thought of the hateful childe brother in the daytime who drowned the woman in the water, he was so hateful that Longyan couldn't control himself.

The man in black died completely. Three minutes later, the sky was almost bright after another hour. This guy was tortured so badly that there were no bones left. The most miserable person, the quilt on the ground, was a piece of blood. The scene was terrible.

The power of the sword of killing God is too shocking. It's really powerful, but this room is still relatively small. Otherwise, it will be unbearable for this room to wield all its strength.

Long Yan only uses the power of one sword, but it's a 36 character sword move. There will be many reduced moves for each word. It's easy to understand if the power of one sword can move thousands of swords.

If, in the real war against the enemy, Longyan broke out several swords in a row, it would be tens of thousands of swords, and the power would be even more terrible. The sword of killing gods is really the ancient sword, which is beyond Longyan's expectation.

"Brother Yan, we have killed this guy. Will there be any trouble? This guy is Wang Cong's man after all."

Long Ling knew that the young man's name was Wang Cong, and he sent someone specially for himself.

"Now you know, beautiful women are in trouble, right? Ha ha, but how can my women not be beautiful? How many people come and how many people I kill? Anyway, these are the people to be killed."