The sword was broken, and the sword was thrown out.

Huh!

Liu Ji raised his broken sword like lightning to block.

There was a loud clang, deafening, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

But Xu Chu's force was like a tidal wave, unstoppable.

After the loud noise,

Liu Ji only felt a surging force like a flood through the long sword to his arm, and his arm instantly lost consciousness.

If it weren't for his will as hard as steel, the long sword would have slipped out of his hand long ago.

Even so,

Da Da Da!

Liu Ji was still directly repelled by Xu Chu's strength, and staggered into the cave.

Ying Mo, who was originally preparing to rush out to chase Liu Ji, raised the Dugu Sword without hesitation after hearing the loud noise, and stood across the cave entrance like a mountain.

Liu Ji himself crashed into the Dugu Sword like a moth to a flame.

Puff!

Before Liu Ji could react.

Whoosh!

Ying Mo quickly pulled out the Dugu Sword and stabbed it into Liu Ji's body again.

Puff!

This time, Ying Mo accurately stabbed Liu Ji's heart.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Liu Ji's mouth and fell on the ground like a bloody rain.

He slowly lowered his head and saw a dark sword piercing his body from behind, revealing a heart-pounding section on his chest.

"Ah!"

Liu Ji roared like a roaring lion, resounding through the mountains and forests.

His voice was filled with his unwillingness.

He had calculated everything and sacrificed everything he could.

Result!

He still failed!

How could he be willing to accept this?

In an instant!

Liu Ji's eyes were filled with hatred!

He hated Ying Mo!

He hated Xu Chu even more!

If it weren't for these two people, he would have escaped long ago!

Whoosh!

He used up his last bit of strength, swung the broken knife, and slashed at Ying Mo like a storm.

Accompanied by bursts of sharp air-breaking sounds, the broken knife was wrapped with blazing flames, like a fire dragon soaring into the sky, which showed how fast and powerful this knife was.

That's right!

Before he died, he wanted to take someone with him.

It was because Liu Ji forcibly swung the broken knife that accelerated his death.

The blood in Liu Ji's mouth spurted out like a flood.

Ying Mo was on high alert. He knew Liu Ji too well. At the critical moment of life and death, he would definitely fight to the death.

It happened in a flash!

With a "bang", at the moment when Liu Ji's broken knife was about to chop, Ying Mo kicked up and kicked Liu Ji's back like an arrow.

Ying Mo used all his strength in this kick.

In an instant,

Liu Ji flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Then, Ying Mo walked out of the cave quickly like a ghost.

With a "bang", Liu Ji fell heavily to the ground, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out like a fountain.

At this moment, Liu Ji was covered with wounds and his face was as pale as paper!

He looked at Ying Mo with horror, his voice trembling, as if he saw the Rakshasa from the underworld.

"Who are you?"

Ying Mo snorted coldly: "Who am I?"

As Ying Mo spoke, he approached Liu Ji step by step.

"I am Ying Mo, the bloody butcher."

After speaking,

Ying Mo had already come in front of Liu Ji.

Liu Ji was stunned when he heard it.

Bloody Hands Killer?

Is there such a person in the Jianghu?

How come he has never heard of it.

"You... who are you?"

Ying Mo looked down at Liu Ji with disdain in his eyes.

"Why should I tell you?"

"I just want you to die with your eyes wide open!"

Suddenly,

a sly look flashed in Liu Ji's eyes, and his face became ferocious.

"Since you don't say it, then never say it again!"

As soon as the voice fell,

Liu Ji raised his left hand with lightning speed and aimed at Ying Mo.

It was the sleeve arrow he had used before.

The reason why Liu Ji asked this question was to delay time, let Ying Mo take it lightly, and then take the opportunity to kill him with the sleeve arrow.

However,

all this was just his wishful thinking.

Ying Mo had been on guard against Liu Ji for a long time.

The sword flashed, like a fleeting moment, and with a "puff" sound!

Liu Ji's left hand was cut off at the root.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream resounded through the sky.

Ying Mo saw this, his expression did not fluctuate at all, he said calmly: "Liu Ji, there are more than one smart person in this world."

"Puff!"

Another sword!

Liu Ji's right hand also fell.

This time, Liu Ji couldn't even scream, because his whole body was numb and he couldn't feel any pain

.

He looked at Ying Mo in horror!

He never dreamed that this man would be so cruel.

He was scared!

Ying Mo said indifferently: "Do you think you can play around with everyone in the world?"

Puff!

Another sword!

Liu Ji's right leg was cut off at the root.

"Shameless, disloyal, people like you don't deserve to live in the world."

Puff!

Another sword!

Liu Ji's left leg was cut off at the root.

Ying Mo killed many people, but never wanted to kill someone personally like today.

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!"

Liu Ji screamed.

But Ying Mo just sneered grimly: "Kill you?"

"Why should I kill you?"

"I want you to go and see those people who were burned to death by you!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Ji shook his head desperately like a child, like a grass in the wind.

"No! No!"

"I don't want to see them!"

Ying Mo looked at Liu Ji with disdain, then turned to look at Xu Chu.

"Take him away."

Xu Chu clasped his fists and replied, "Yes, my lord."

At this time,

In the grassland, a raging fire raged like a vicious tiger.

The ruthless flames were like demons from hell, opening their bloody mouths and devouring fresh lives one by one.

Ying Mo stood on a high place and could clearly see the people struggling and howling in the fire, and the people who were burned to charcoal by the fire.

The raging fire ruthlessly annihilated 17,000 people.

However,

Ying Mo was not worried about the Huo family army.

Because the soldiers of the Huo family army were all riding war horses, they had already withdrawn from the grassland when the fire was just lit.

Even though they were a hundred steps apart, Ying Mo felt waves of scorching heat rushing towards his cheeks like a tide.

On the other side,

Zhou Bo and three thousand soldiers were blocked by Huo Qubing and one thousand Huo family soldiers.

"Liu Ji is cruel and ruthless, why do you still follow him?"

"If it weren't for the lord wanting to kill Liu Ji, you would have been killed by the sword."

"Surrender, I don't want to kill people!"

Huo Qubing looked at Zhou Bo and others indifferently. In his eyes, these people were as vulnerable as ants.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Bo shook his head:

"You choose the road yourself. Since you have chosen it, even if you die, you have to die on this road."

"Come on!"

"Let me see your ability."

Huo Qubing heard this and stopped talking nonsense.

"Kill!"

He roared, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and pounced on Zhou Bo.

Swish!

Huo Qubing pushed his feet hard, leaped into the air, and merged his body with the gun. With a fierce murderous aura, he rushed towards Zhou Bo like a meteor.

Zhou Bo's face changed drastically when he saw this.

Huo Qubing's movements were so fast that he could only see a black shadow...

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