Chapter 274 Who Can't Die (1)

However, this time, Han Ya and the others saw it clearly.The guard, who was still invincible just now, fell down suddenly.A pair of eyes are wide open, full of disbelief.

'Peng——'

The white-clothed body guard fell to the ground, splashing the blood that was flowing on the ground.

Beads of blood jumped, and many fell on the woman's face.

Little by little.

The carotid artery that guarded the neck was severed.

"Kill Mo Yao, it seems that you want to die today."

Han Ya still had a smile on her face, but her face was not as pale as when she first came here.

"In this world, human life is like an ant, who can't die?"

The woman stands sideways, holding a long sword.The phoenix eyes are like stagnant water, without waves.Such a pair of eyes, obviously there is no killing in them, but it makes people feel cold.

"Including you and me!"

In this world, who can't die?In this era when life is like ants, whose life is not necessarily more precious than whose life.Han Ya doesn't understand, she can tell Han Ya.

"It seems that the people in the temple are not really gods. At least in life and death, they are still not the same as gods." Killing Mo Yao paused: "Then am I considered a godkiller now?"

The toothbrush was still on Sha Mo Yao's shoulder.Strange to say, the toothbrush didn't fall down after such a big movement.Steadily curled up into a ball on it, just like killing the original ornaments on Mo Yao's clothes.

With a slash of the long sword, the blood on the long sword was shaken away, and the woman's smiling eyes showed the timid look of the white-clothed guards around her.

"Since I have killed God, let me kill it to the end."

Han Ya suddenly sneered.

He suddenly shot to kill Mo Yao.

The slender bare hands turned into deadly poison in an instant.

'Ding--'

Killing Mo Yao blocked Han Ya's sudden attack with a soft sword.A horizontal kick with his left foot cut off Han Ya's retreat.The left hand turned the grasp into a palm, and it was a full-fledged killer.

Han Ya was not slow either, and made a quick judgment.After receiving a palm to kill Mo Yao, he was knocked away by three feet.Gritting his teeth, he let the blood trickle down the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that I underestimated you, kill Mo Yao."

The one who answered Han Ya was the sword light that followed like a shadow, covering all the dead spots of her body.The moves are weird, and there are thousands of changes between each move.

But within ten moves, Han Ya couldn't stop her.

There were wounds all over his body, big and small, and even his face couldn't be avoided.

Too much blood loss.

(End of this chapter)

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