Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 58
In the Pit of Sin, there were horrified wailing everywhere.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

"Demons, they are demons! It's useless, we can't escape! We're all going to die, we're all going to die!"

"Where is the culprit? The culprit, help me!"

The body moves without a trace.When the knife was raised, the blood flowed.The sound of falling to the ground was heard one after another, and the screams continued.

In the primitive killing, there are only endless purple feathers floating in the sky, condemning the crime with death, making atonement with killing, in the cruel red sea, there is thick sorrowful blood floating.

Lonely Que led the man in black to shuttle skillfully through every corner of the Pit of Sin, beheading the sinners hiding in it one by one, and then turned them into blood and melted into the pagoda.

"Sure enough, big boy, you are still very comfortable with the killing knife technique."

The black-robed man followed along while evaluating slowly.

"There are enough bad guys in this world."

As more and more people were killed, the color of the pagoda became more and more red. Until later, the red color had a sense of magic, flowing and breathing, making the dead pagoda seem to have vitality generally.

Lonely Que stopped waving the Que knife, took a breath, glanced at the pagoda greedily sucking blood, and frowned.

Seeing this, the man in black said in a low voice, "What? Don't tell me you can't do anything to these former companions?"

Lonely Que showed disdain: "What companion? It's a joke! Are those people worthy?"

"That's right, each of them has blood on their hands. They have taken countless lives, caused many wives to be separated, and their families to be destroyed. Even if they die [-] times, they will not be able to atone for their sins."

There was temptation, ridicule, and a hint of other emotions in the voice of the man in black.

Lonely Que turned his head away: "I used this trick not long ago to deal with my soft-hearted stupid apprentice. You want to use the same method to deal with me, but it will be useless at all."

The voice of the man in black immediately became relaxed and meaningless: "Anyway, it doesn't cost money, just give it a try, maybe it will work?"

"Don't worry, there is a saying that is good, as long as our butcher's knife points to evil, then we are naturally unquestionably righteous."

After finishing speaking, he patted Lone Que on the shoulder, seeing that his face was still a little unhappy, he said:

"Then I'll change one. Killing one is a crime, and killing all is a hero. Slaughtering 900 million is a hero among heroes.

"Big boy, you can kill so many rotten people with the most heinous crimes. If the lives in each of them are combined, they should be able to make you a hero, right?"

Lonely Que jumped up: "Good guy, are you more murderous than me? Do you want to consider developing in the Pit of Sin? I think that kid Kuanglong is only worthy of carrying shoes for you."

The man in black laughed loudly.

"Good idea, once we have slaughtered the pit of evil, we will arrest Kuanglong Yixiao and let him kneel on the ground all day to give me a foot massage."

After hearing such wild words, Lonely Que could only give a thumbs up and boast, "It must be you."

While the two were chatting and laughing, they suddenly heard harsh and strange laughter coming from a distance.

"Hee hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

"I heard the boss, it's really funny, hahahaha, whoops! Why are you beating me?"

"Idiot, you can still laugh when someone humiliates your boss so much, hurry over and gouge out the eyeballs of the speaker!"

Then, a red figure approached rapidly from a distance.

"99, one hundred, one hundred and one... Wow, it's amazing, it's worthy of being the second candidate, and the third wants to applaud you, let's set off firecrackers, you killed one hundred and one people."

With a square head, a round hijab, pigtails and a red robe, the third culprit of the Pit of Sin, Po Xuanqi, stopped in front of Lone Que and gave him a thumbs up.

"You're not right at all."

Lonely and lacking eagle eyes like lightning, his faint voice exudes an incomparable chill.

As if echoing his words, the small blood-colored tower in the sky released a blood-melting divine light, turning all the stumped limbs and broken arms on the ground into bright red blood, and sucked back.

"Wow, what kind of magic is this? It's no good, boss, the second candidate will know magic, and he will suck our blood!"

Po Xuanqi screamed and fled backwards.

The black-robed man chuckled, "Don't rush away, you'll be next!"

Po Xuanqi stopped in his tracks and looked at him curiously: "So you were the guy who said to let the boss kneel down to give you a pedicure just now?"

"So what if it's me? Are you also moved?"

Po Xuanqi really started to think about it, and the more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became: "It seems to be very good if the boss can press my feet..."

"Broken third! I asked you to gouge out your eyes, but you actually... What kind of brother do you think I am? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

An evil figure suddenly turned into light, with green hair flying, and the white robe under the black cloak was decorated with green dragon scales everywhere.The chest is bare, and the lifelike dark green evil dragon tattoo spreads all the way to the top of the head, and a jasper dragon ball is inlaid between the eyebrows.

His voice was like crying or laughing, and it was erratic. He plunged into Po Xuanqi's arms, and his whole body lay on him.

Lonely Que sighed: "So I don't want to get involved with a guy like you. After being together for a long time, if you have personality, you will lose personality."

After all, Lonely Que swung his long knife, bringing up countless dust on the ground.

"The crazy talk is over, come on, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

Kuanglong stopped laughing and crying abruptly, and he leaned back to avoid the rising smoke.

"Oh!"

There was a look of fear on his face.

"You look so powerful, I won't fight you."

Kuanglong's eyeballs rolled around a few times, and his eyes were fixed on the man in black robe behind him.

"You look weak, I'm going to hit you! Give up the poor third to the lonely bird."

No one cared about Po Xuanqi's chattering angry words.

The man in black let out a sneering "quack" laugh, and raised his arms, revealing his hands that had been hidden under his sleeves.

He was wearing a pair of golden gloves, reflecting the dazzling golden light under the sunlight.

"Wow, your gloves are so beautiful! Can you lend me a look?"

Kuanglong was immediately attracted by the golden light, and he didn't remember the last second when he was planning to kill the man in black.

The man in black snorted coldly, ignoring Kuanglong's nonsense.

"If you don't borrow it, don't borrow it. You can hum and I can hum, hum, hum, hum..."

Here, due to the capricious mood of the mad dragon, the atmosphere has been erratic between tension and relaxation.

On the other side of Lone Que and Po Xuanqi, the battle is imminent.

Lacking the magic weapon of the sword, against the palm of the upper hand, who can win?

　Help, I really don't know how to write mad dragons, how can I write about a crazy person?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)