Chapter 116 The Death of Five Soldiers

On the dark void, the cold feet step on the 'empty disk' far away against the magic door. However, at this time, the middle-aged man who was about to be called a 'god' only stood in the void with his body.

That crazy appearance looks like a madman!

With such strength, you don't have to fight to know how to win or lose.

Obviously, Qin Mo can never watch Po Leng die like this. However, just as Qin Mo was about to come forward, Jiuzhou Qiubei grabbed him, and then a voice made Qin Mo give up his idea of coming forward.

"Brother Qin Mo, don't go up. Brother Po Leng is challenging, and even death is his glory. Do you understand the glory of the warrior?

The implication of the words is obvious. Even if the general is here, it cannot be stopped. That is the glory of the warrior who is valued more than life.

At this moment, suddenly!

The magic door knife opened his mouth, "Let's go! I don't use the laws of the world, but only my own strength.

Hearing the words, the ghost world is not cold and not pretentious, "Thank you, senior!"

When the voice fell, the cold iron knife in the cold hand had been raised high. For the man who was about to be called 'God', it was useless to use any skill, only a chance to hit.

And this blow will be the strongest blow to break the cold in the ghost world.

However, the surging dark breath seems to come from the secluded world, and then the cold iron knife is wrapped around. The dark air is getting stronger and stronger and more turbulent...

In the face of the strongest move of breaking the cold and slowly gathering, the magic door knife did not even tremble at all, quietly waiting for the arrival of the strongest blow of breaking the cold.

This is the self-confidence of the Magic Sword! Everything comes from his strength!

Under the attention of everyone, the surging dark breath on the cold iron knife raised high has become like substance, achieving the 'water of the underworld'.

The 'Water of the Underworld' is deep and endless, shaped like a big water ball, with the unique cold breath of the third world - the ghost world, raised high by the cold iron knife.

"The underworld explosion!" A very cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.

However, the cold iron knife raised high in the secluded world was cut off in an instant. Suddenly, the huge 'Nether Water Ball' was directly thrown out by a huge force and shot at the magic door knife at a speed like an arrow.

At this time, Qin Mo suddenly shouted, "Senior Ba Dao, if he dies, I, Qin Mo, will die!"

Qin Mo knew that the horrible middle-aged man's purpose was to take him away, so he wanted to let the magic door domineering knife take care of him with words. However, Qin Mo seemed to be wrong--

Magic, ruthless, love and hatred! How to take care of it?

The magic door is indifferent to this. In the face of the huge 'underworld water ball' shot like an arrow, the magic door knife did not consider dodging at all.

But seeing the magic door bully knife move, Wei'an's body disappeared in an instant, and he didn't know where he was going.

Suddenly, under the shocked eyes of Qin Mo and Yan Chang, the dark red "blood-drinking knife" of several feet appeared again.

The tip of several feet of the 'blood-drinking knife' knife points to break the cold, expanding and extending at a lightning speed...

Blood-drinking split knife!

"No!" Don't!" ......

The soldiers in the rear shouted loudly!

But see, a huge dark red knife shadow like a rainbow is like lightning at night, crossing the dark void and running through the 'ghost water ball' in an instant!' The underworld water ball was broken and turned into nothingness, and there was no chance of explosion...

The coldness of the ghost world suddenly seemed to have been severely damaged. His face turned pale in an instant, and his figure was even more shaky, as if he was about to fall to the earth. However, a greater life-and-death crisis has just arrived...

After the huge rainbow-like 'blood-drinking knife' cut the 'ming shui qiu', it has stabbed him.

The close distance between the two sides made him unable to escape at all. On his face, the awe-inspiring and cold look suddenly turned into the sadness of looking back at death.

"Woo--" Ruhong Giant Knife directly cut through the cold body, and stretched forward for several miles, and then Ruhong Giant Knife shrank in an instant and once again became a few feet of 'blood-drinking knife', as if it had never left the original place.

"Brother Broken Cold!" Break the cold!" Brother Po Leng!" ......

The soldiers were roaring crazily and flying to the cold place. Because-

There is a man who dares to challenge the 'god' with the power of a soldier! Even if he dies, he still stands in the air.

Qin Mo and other soldiers flew to his side in an instant. But seeing that at this time, he stood coldly and solemnly, and his figure was not so great. But the dark cold iron knife is still clenched in his hand, pointing to the front, just--

At this moment, on his face, the sadness of looking back to death has been fixed forever...

Trembling, trembling, Qin Mo's hands touched the solemn body. Suddenly, a blood line suddenly appeared on its cold forehead, and then spread down, as if the glass was cracked, and the body instantly turned into two halves!

The 'empty disk' falls to the earth, and the endless blood is like rain...

"Brother Broken Cold!" Brother Po Leng!" ......

"Qin Mo, hold the body of Brother Po Leng and wait for the general to return!" A cold voice from the cold river in the secluded world poured into Qin Mo's ears.

"You, you...?" Suddenly, Qin Mo seemed to have guessed something...

"Challenging to die is the glory of the cold brother! So--"

"Revenge for my brother is our glory!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill it!" ......

The roaring sound of the remaining four soldiers was full of a familiar tragedy, which shocked Qin Mo in an instant!

However, one sword, one shot and two knives were clenched in the hands of the four soldiers and rushed to the dark red 'blood-drinking knife' in the opposite void.

"No! ......”

"Your First Emperor's soldiers are worthy of the admiration of my sword!"

In this rolling magic sound, a few feet of 'blood-drinking knife' is instantly divided into four. The four rainbow-like sword shadows reappeared in the sky, and they crossed the bodies of the four soldiers in an instant without mercy...

"Wo!" "Wh!" "Wh!" "Oh!" ......

The 'empty disk' on all four sides fell into the earth, and endless blood fell into the world like a heavy rain, and the four bodies were instantly divided into eight...

"No!"

Qin Mo watched eight and a half corpses fall to the earth, and could only make a loud roar of grief and indignation.

Strength! Everything is strength!

"Ah--!" Qin Mo looked up to the sky and roared, and a killing sound that seemed to be the same as the magic sound of the magic door sword rose to the sky, "Kill into the devil! Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

"What?" Several feet of 'blood-drinking knife' seems to be surprised?

At this time, the killing sound fell, and Qin Mo's 'bloody eyes and evil eyes' suddenly flashed a domineering and strange red and white light.

"The Hand of the Blood Devil!" There is some kind of silence in the sound of the sunken demon, which does not seem to be the voice that the 'worldly demon' should have.

However, Qin Mo's right hand, which held the broken cold body, was suddenly wrapped in endless magic blood and instantly turned into a bloody hand. Above the bloody hand, the endless magic flame is burning. This strange and fierce magic flame seems to be able to burn everything and melt everything!

Suddenly, the magic flame surged up to the cold body, and then it burned. After a few breaths, it all melted away.

Cremation!

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