Here Lies The Wicked

Looking at the dozens of chunky stone columns that fell above his head,

Square did not retract,

With a snow and white knife in his hand, the cold light flowed.

Fire knife!

instantly,

Knife 10, knife 20! Knife 30!

Sky knife light, stirring the storm waves, bang, bang, bang, bang, ears, Mars splash. The more the ghost knife is in square hands, the faster it dances, such as chasing the stars for the moon, tearing the air at high speeds, the redness and burning of the knife, the turbulence of the knife, flying sandstone in place, the shadow of the heavenly knife covering the dozens of stone columns that fell.

Boom! Boom!

The sound shook heaven, a pillar of stone exploded continuously, and as soon as Father collided, he struck like a catastrophic scene of a breakdown, because everything was exploding, grinding, a pillar of stone was torn apart by a knife, exploding into a huge collision of hearts and minds.

Fang is still speeding up, almost insane, the knife is getting faster and faster, knife 40! Knife 50!

Pong!

The blazing blade of high-speed friction air bursts into an extremely hot flame, and the instant it turns into a flaming knife, which is even more devastating! Because the speed of the knife is still skyrocketing. Push it up! There seems to be no ultimate overlap, and it turns into a raging wave!

Boom!

Boom!

The speed of the knife has reached such an extreme that it is easy to chop the gold crack stone, a stone column like tofu, under the ghost knife becomes unscathed, none of which is cut open by one knife, and then burst into pieces of paper.

Blast, blast! They all burst into pieces of paper like tofu scum! Then, in the air, the horrific heat wave energy spilled by the Flame Knife ignited instantly and turned into flying ash.

Knife 70!

Knife 80!

Faced with the siege, the battle was so fierce that everything around it was destroyed, some were smashed by stone columns over their heads, others by a flaming knife, even a nearby landscape tree, swept by the wind of the knife, then uprooted, exploded under the flame into scraps of paper and burned instantly into ash.

Fire knife!

Nine, nine, eight, one, one!

When the last knife was finished, the bursting, flaming knife rolled up a shocking flaming light column, carrying the heat of the anode, instantly grinding all the stone columns directly above the head.

And that's when the sky fell and a storm of stone columns appeared in a vacuum.

Fang Zheng fearless, despite the tiger mouth shocked by successive massive collisions, he tried his best, and jumped in the air. The kind of atmosphere on him, but he was still climbing for World War I, and people never moved forward, such as a giant runaway human dragon, burst, and his body flew into the air loft.

Soon after, the attic wall collapsed and the roof collapsed.

It was followed by a flame, which burned in the air and eventually turned into a fire of bears, collapsing to the ground.

Meanwhile, before the attic exploded, it had jumped in the air, carrying a knife that had burst into the attic of another adjacent building.

Bang, bang...

Another pavilion became a flame palace, falling to the ground like a doomsday.

A pavilion was blown up in the air.

Because of its limited space,

Distance from each other is very close.

So just as the fire of the stars spreads, a pavilion explodes, falls, like a flame palace a fall.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that the last pavilion had also fallen to the ground as a flame palace, and the silent owner of the house had been silent. At this time, I could no longer remain silent. I shouted down my anger: “What are you waiting for! ”

“There are people who come to the door, even the master's doctor will be robbed! ”

Turns out the owner is not really a ninja turtle either.

A man's head can be broken, his blood can flow, and he must never have a green meadow over his head.

Pfft!

A ringing finger,

Surrounded by darkness.

It's the kind of darkness where you can't reach for five fingers, and no light source can shine in.

It's the power of the night on the face of the night!

Little Eyed Man is an Operator!

……

From time immemorial, such a phrase has been circulating in folk.

At night, don't look back when someone shouts your name, or run too fast at night.

Looking back, you might blow out a fire on your shoulder. The fire is not strong and you can easily get into the shadows. Running too fast, heels off the ground, easy to be put under your shoe by what follows behind you, that is, ghost possessed, heels off the ground is equivalent to exhaustion.

And at this point, in the darkness of the five fingers,

The square is where it is.

There was a moment of silence, no movement, no footsteps to move the sound.

Even the host, who had spoken earlier, was silent again at this time and stopped speaking. Darkness, representing an unknown fear, is the coldest space to breed negative emotions.

Time passes slowly in the dark for a second, and the speed of time passes slowly at this moment as if it were a hourglass, in the dark for a second, with a ghost knife in his hand, and his body is still motionless.

He saw nothing in sight.

But he doesn't know what he's waiting for.

The robe was not worn backwards in time.

The time is still one second.

A second goes by...

Square shadow is always static, there is no panic and rush bump,

Because he's waiting!

He's been waiting quietly!

Huh... a slight wind, coming from behind, this wind is very slight, so slight that ordinary people can barely hear...

“I got you! ”

In the dark, all of a sudden, the light was bright and bright, and it was the right direction that had been reversed by the robe, turning sharply towards the back.

Whoo!

Without hesitation, the square-handed knife landing is a quick knife slashing the paper behind him.

A sudden light not only illuminates the dark world around, but also illuminates a paper-studded man just half a metre behind the square.

This is obviously a pale, pale, paper-tied man with a red lip like he had just drank blood, a strange smile with a smile on his face and not a smile on his face, but rather a big red groom's dress, can't say the weird and evil.

Looking at it quietly approaching the back of the side from the dark, it seemed to want an opportunity to look for opportunities. As the side walked, he wanted to sneak his feet into the right heel of the side, and the ghost possessed the square.

The groom behind Fang Zheng, who seems to have been scared by the sudden arrival of the person in front of him, is already late when he wants to avoid Fang Zheng's knife!

Immortal imprint! Pneumothorax!

The paper-tubber looked at the knife in front of him and struck him in the face.

Pfft!

One arm was severed by a sharp knife.

The heavy killing industry on the ghost knife and the fierce destructive power of the Jiuyang gods directly chopped off one arm of the groom's clothes.

At this moment, the hunt did not stop.

Fist the mark on your left hand, Voldemort Vajra!