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Lin Hao carries a sword one step at a time, and his life is broken by one sword. He has no weakness. Even if he has lost his will to fight and kneels down to beg for mercy, the circling Yanlong will not hesitate to devour him.

Merciless, like death.

Lin Hao's eyes were indifferent, and there was a thick layer of pure black and white murderous air floating on his body. The murderous air condensed into essence around him, and even extended to his whole body.

Even if they have courage, they will be crushed to the ground, or even killed by the killing pressure. Lin Hao doesn't need to do anything.

It's a crime to kill one person and a hero to kill ten thousand people!

It's a first-class capital crime to annoy Lin Hao. What's more, the whole clan is just a heresy composed of bandits and bandits. Lin Hao doesn't feel any pressure to kill him.

Kill, then kill, what can I do?

The world calls it killing evil, the world fears it falling into hell, the world loses its nature for it, the world says it should be benevolent, the world says it should be forgiven, the world says it should be tolerant

All bullshit!!!

That is the world to their cowardice to find an excuse!

If relatives and friends are humiliated, they have to swallow their indignation. If they are humiliated, they have to be humble. What's the meaning of coming to this world! This world, in the final analysis, is still a world of strength. If we stick to the principle of one mind, why should we care about the world's cowardly and ridiculous views!

Cowardice has been done with reincarnation, killing heart can still pay relief!

What do I have to do with the cowardice of the previous life? In this life, the supreme heart of killing adheres to its nature. As long as you are relieved, you can kill when you kill, and prove the truth by killing!

Lin Hao's murderous spirit became purer and purer as he became more aware of the murderous way in his heart. Around the murderous spirit, black is black and white is white, just like Lin Hao's nature in his heart.

Lin Hao's sword moves, and countless lives are broken at his feet, falling into the final silence.

The murderous spirit is restless, just like the cloud covering the heaven and earth.

At the foot of Lin Hao, there is no life that can survive, or be scorched in the flames, or be electrochemically successful in the thunder, or be directly scared to death in the murderous atmosphere.

There are thousands of ways to die, but they are only roads leading to death.

Even these bandits, whose nature is burning, killing and plundering, are pale and nervous after seeing this terrible killing.

What kind of determined people are capable of killing such people? What kind of powerful people are capable of killing thousands of people by themselves?

Everyone looked at Lin Hao's eyes, from greed at the beginning to shock later, and then to fear now, everyone saw that the boy in white was no longer a boy.

In their eyes, Lin Hao at the moment should be a hell devil with a long horn on his head, a trident in his hand, and a skull necklace. In front of Lin Hao, these criminals seem to be no longer prominent.

However, Lin Hao, the devil, never killed innocent people indiscriminately. What he killed was just a scum that even hell hated.

No one can stop Lin Hao.

Lin Hao's steps, from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, never stopped.

The number of people who died under Lin Hao's sword ranged from 3000 to 7000, and there was no pause.

No matter who is up to the peak of martial arts, or who is better than the middle level of low-level martial arts, they all have one sword.

After a sword, none of the people in front of Lin Hao survived.

On this day, Yanhai sect disciples blood stained mountains and rivers. On this day, Lin Hao's killing fame spread far and wide, and began to enter the high-level view of the kingdom.