The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 703 Blood Stained Sword Slashes the World!

Volume 6 Rising Winds and Storms Chapter [-] Blood-stained sword cuts the world!

The man in black robe who was walking on the road stopped suddenly, and a colorful light flashed around his waist, and then he said in a milky voice, "Boss, why does it smell so strong of blood."

"You don't need to think about it, little bug. There are fluctuations of magic elements ahead. It is obvious that someone is fighting." The ethereal and old voice sounded along with the white light.

"Okay... boy, let's save people!" A black light flashed, and an excited voice suddenly sounded.

Although I don't know what's going on ahead, but walking on the road, the black-robed man is already a little bored. After killing a B-rank mercenary regiment leader in the small town yesterday, he left calmly. His goal is Vila City, the capital of the Gran Empire!
After a day's journey, he was feeling bored, so there was a good show all of a sudden, the hat covering his cheeks could not completely cover his face, a strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, he had a little Smiling, murmured: "Go and see..."

Tap your toes lightly, the figure is already ten feet away.

Along the way, the smell of blood was very strong.

Blood, gorgeous and dazzling!
Remnants, scattered everywhere!
Armor, epee, corpses everywhere!

The man in black carefully observed the messy camp in front of him: with the burnt ash pile as the center, dozens of human corpses were scattered around.

Judging from their clothes, most of them are fighters with leather armor and iron armor, swordsmen and other melee professions. They all have a badge on their chests, which is a long sword-shaped badge. Obviously their identities It's a mercenary.

There were no other corpses around the dead body, but it was not difficult to see from the scorched soil on the ground and the magic elements remaining in the air that this group of mercenaries had been attacked by magicians.

However, these magical attacks are only superficial, and there is only one real reason for their death.

That was a sharp wound on their necks. The wound was neat and not much blood flowed. It was obvious that they were killed by a fast sword, and some corpses had blood holes, which were obviously stabbed by sharp hard objects. The traces left behind are even more cruel. Even if they died, their bodies were brutally mutilated.

It seems that he has no right to say that others are cruel, because he also killed the head of a mercenary regiment in a cruel way yesterday.

The face in the jumpsuit and hat could not be seen, but he scanned around and found no clues worth watching, so he continued to look forward.

According to the traces of the battlefield, this mercenary group was obviously just attacked, and they couldn't resist breaking out westward.Most of them didn't leave.The blood has not yet clotted.People didn't go for long.

"Boss, there are still survivors." A colorful light flashed from the waist of the black robe.

"You're the one who talks a lot..." the black-robed man replied coldly, and before he finished speaking, he had already jumped towards the west.

I saw a few uneven footprints on the ground...

As he went deeper, the man in black clearly heard the sound of 'clinking' metal collisions from the west, as well as the sound of tearing and howling that shook the sky.

The man in black trembled, the voice was very familiar, it was also uttered when his friend who had fought bloody battles with him died.

It was precisely because of this sense of familiarity that the man in black suddenly felt a surge of hatred.

He stretched out a finger to the sky from the wide black robe, gritted his teeth and said: "Heaven gods..."

Infinite bloody light gushed out of his body, forming a powerful protective film, protecting him within it.

"Ah..." A crisp scream sounded.

Immediately, the heart of the black-robed man, who was still a little lost, trembled. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. His figure was like a big roc spreading its wings, and rushed towards the west with a roar.

Not long after, dozens of swordsmen in green clothes came into view.

In the center of them is a round water-blue enchantment.

There are two people in this water-blue enchantment. A woman with a bow and arrow is kneeling aside, and a giant man is bleeding profusely lying on the ground. two-handed greatsword.

Seeing this, it seemed as if he was recalling the battle back then, when he punched Seraphim bloody...

"Ah..." The black-robed man only felt a stabbing pain in his head, he roared, and a lot of blood-red light burst out from his whole body.

This blood-red light enveloped the entire land, and even the sky was dyed red by it.

Dozens of swordsmen in green clothes on the ground turned their heads to look at this uninvited guest who broke in.

"Who are you? The Azure Dragon Mercenary Corps is doing business here. If you are sensible, leave quickly." A man who was obviously the leader raised his mustache, and pulled out his gleaming sword in a pretentious manner.

"Blue... dragon... mercenary... soldiers... regiment..." The black-robed man's bloody light, which was still chaotic, was unusually quiet at the moment, and he read every word.

"Understood, hurry up and get out!" The man with the mustache smiled triumphantly. He was a little scared just now. This strange person who came out of the blue, now saw the other party hear the five words Qinglong Mercenary Group, and suddenly became quiet in fright. Immediately very proud.

Dozens of people around saw that the other party was a soft persimmon, and immediately smiled knowingly, and then looked at the man and woman surrounded by them, it was much easier to solve.

"Haha..." Unexpectedly, the silence didn't last long, and the man in black suddenly put his hands on his head and burst out laughing.

The laughter was earth-shattering, all the dust flew up all around, the wind was strong, the sky had changed color, and the earth was trembling...

Who the hell is he?
These words hang over the hearts of every Tsing Yi swordsman.

Their hearts are trembling, they would rather give up this plan than stay here for a moment, the black-robed man in front of him is not alone at all, he laughs wildly, he... he is like a great god, a proud crazy god.

No...no...he should be a devil...because he is more evil than a god, he is covered in black and blood red...

"You...what are you laughing at?" The man with the mustache resisted the trembling of his feet, and he asked boldly.

"It's not that enemies don't get together! Whether it's the Qinglong Mercenary Group or the Qinglong Society, I will kill them all!" The word 'kill' means killing...

The man in black yelled loudly, his face was covered by the wide black hat, and two blood-red rays of light shot out from his pupils strangely, piercing into the eyes of the man with mustache.

There was a foul smell, and everyone looked around, only to see a man with a mustache, his face was pale, a layer of cold sweat covered his whole body, his hands and feet trembled slightly, his crotch was soaked, and urine-yellow liquid flowed down the corners of his trousers all over the place...

He was so frightened that he peed...

Everyone started to tremble after holding the sword. Why did they choose them to complete this damn task?
Why don't you stay in the city and take a good rest, maybe you can embrace one or two beauties and enjoy it...

Everyone secretly thought in their hearts.

"Are you ready?" The evil laughter of the man in black penetrated the ear sockets of everyone present.

Before the voice fell, the black shadow flashed and disappeared in place.

'Shua...' A clean sound of piercing the air sounded.

Looking for the reputation, I saw four swordsmen in green clothes standing side by side, pierced by a blood-red knife, piercing through their heads, and protruding from their hips. The figure suddenly appeared in mid-air at this moment, stretched out a hand, and used his hand instead of a knife, pointing at the four people, the blood-red knife still continued on the palm of his hand.

Dao Mang pierced the heads of these four people, and went straight into their viscera.

The other people were angry, and their lives were hanging for a moment, but the swordsmen of the Azure Dragon Mercenary Group were not all common hands, they held their swords one after another, and released all their fighting spirits, and the colorful rays of fighting spirits filled the whole world, which is really beautiful .

It's a pity that everything is a foregone conclusion. The man in black robed his sword and fell straight to the ground from the air. The blood-red sword picked up the corpses of the four people. Red blood and white brains flowed along the raised sword. Flowing down.

As if chasing flies away, he flicked the knife in his hand lightly, throwing the dead body to the rushing crowd.

"I have a rule, all members of the Qinglong Society and the White Tiger Society, meet once, kill once..." the man in black read coldly.

(End of this chapter)