Pick up an assassin as a wife

Whoosh!

The flying bullet hit the head of the Hell Gate Sect Master at the moment.

The terrifying and gloomy face of the Hell Gate Master suddenly turned around, with an evil smile on his lips, and suddenly smiled.

With a bang, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was raised again.

The sword light was invincible and struck directly at the bullet! ! !

With a bang, Xuanyuan Sword directly split the flying bullet into two halves! That awesome bullet just shattered on the ground.

The special forces sniper never thought that the Hell Gate Sect Master could split his own bullets with his sword... This time he was completely confused!

Just when he was in a daze, he saw a terrifying demonic energy suddenly shooting towards him.

He wanted to dodge, but the opponent's speed was too fast...

With a bang, the black demonic energy directly wrapped around his body, and a pitiful scream came from his mouth.

But seeing the raging black aura, the special forces soldier was completely distorted... Even his pupils and his whole body turned black.

With a plop, the moment the special forces soldier screamed again, he turned into a black body and fell to the ground.

died!

The howling north wind blew over his body, and the flying snow from the sky quickly buried his body completely in the ground.

Seeing the death of the special soldier, Xue Wuhen, Chen Qiaozhi, and Tang Xiaolong were completely stunned.

Oh my god, now the evil god, Duguxie, and the ghost servant are buried in the ice and snow, and they don't know whether they will live or die... Only the three of them with very weak fighting power are left in front of them.

"It's your turn, you losers." The leader of the Hell Gate suddenly sneered sinisterly, looking at Tang Xiaolong and Xue Wuhen in front of them and said.

The three of them were so frightened that they couldn't help but retreat, with a look of death on each of their faces.

"What should I do?" Xue Wuhen asked in shock.

Chen Qiaozhi's face was ashen and he said: "It seems... today... this disaster... we... we really can't escape it."

Tang Xiaolong covered his seriously injured chest, wiped the blood from his mouth, and stared at the Hell Sect Master with blood-red eyes.

"Sick ghost, Wuhen, don't be afraid. Even if we die, we will die vigorously."

"God forbid, in this life, I, Tang Xiaolong, will be a ghost and fight with you, a bastard, even if I die." Tang Xiaolong roared and said, looking at the vast sky.

"Brother Tian, ​​the most regretful thing about me, Tang Xiaolong, is that I can't see you again... If there is an afterlife, I, Tang Xiaolong, will still be your good brother!!!"

One sentence came out of Tang Xiaolong's mouth.

He looked up at the sky, and drops of cold snow fell on his face. I wonder if the tears left from the corners of his eyes were tears? Or snow water...

"It's time to go to hell, you losers." A cold and cruel voice shouted from the mouth of the hell gate master.

Then I saw him walking towards Tang Xiaolong, Xue Wuhen, and Chen Qiaozhi step by step.

Tang Xiaolong turned around and looked at the leader of the Hell Gate in front of him. He suddenly roared and rushed towards the leader of the Hell Gate desperately.

He wants to fight!

Even if he dies, he must die with dignity.

"Little dragon..."

Looking at the body that Tang Xiaolong rushed towards, Chen Qiaozhi and Xue Wuhen in front of them not only screamed at that moment.

But everything was too late.

Tang Xiaolong's body became so fragile in the wind and snow, and he just threw himself towards the master of the Hell Gate in front of him.

The leader of the Hell Gate didn't even look at Tang Xiaolong, but with an endless grin on his lips, the terrifying energy accumulated in his right hand became stronger and stronger...

boom!

At the moment when Tang Xiaolong rushed towards the Hell Gate Sect Master, the Hell Sect Master suddenly struck Tang Xiaolong hard with his terrifying right hand.

Tang Xiaolong's body was suddenly completely swallowed up by the terrifying black aura of the Hell Sect Master!

ah!

A shrill scream came from the last Tang Xiaolong's mouth, and the sound seemed so painful and desolate.

Along with that scream, I saw Tang Xiaolong's entire body being swallowed alive!

There was a bang, and then Tang Xiaolong's body turned black and was thrown on the white snow.

Shrunk into a ball.

died!

Tang Xiaolong died tragically in the hands of the hell gate master, and even his body became shapeless! !

"Little dragon! Little dragon!"

In the wind and snow, Chen Qiaozhi and Xue Wuhen couldn't help but scream after seeing Tang Xiaolong's body.

But their voices were drowned by the whining wind... Tang Xiaolong died, a desolate and tragic death.

"You devil, I will fight with you." Xue Wuhen couldn't bear it anymore.

He also knew that he would definitely die today, so instead of waiting to die like this, it would be better to do it vigorously.

He suddenly broke away from Chen Qiaozhi's arm, then limped on one leg and jumped towards the master of the Hell Gate.

Chen Qiaozhi wanted to call him out, but his voice was swallowed up by the whining north wind...

In the wind and snow, only Xue Wuhen's sad figure could be seen.

He raised his hand, accumulating strength in the palm of his hand, and wanted to hit the leader of the Hell Gate, but how could he have a chance?

The master of the Hell Gate laughed wildly in the wind and snow.

The cruel smile looked so scary in the wind.

Just as Xue Wuhen tragically limped with one leg... and jumped step by step towards the leader of the Hell Gate in front of him, the leader of the Hell Gate said gloomily: "Today, I will take care of these people around Li Tian." Kill all the trash... Let's see if that damn boy can come out."

After speaking the terrible words, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand was raised directly.

Then, the Xuanyuan Sword struck horribly towards the lame Xue Wuhen.

Poor Xue Wuhen faced the Xuanyuan Sword and didn't even have time to dodge. His eyes were just looking at the Xuanyuan Sword that had struck down.

Xuanyuan Sword fell down!

Blood splashed out from Xue Wuhen's body like cherry blossoms... With a pop, a human head fell miserably from the flying snow.

The bloody human head rolled a few times in the flying snow, and then stood still.

The wind and snow were still blowing, and the head was blown by the wind and snow like that.

Xue Wuhen, this poor guy’s head was cut off by the sword of the Hell Sect Master...

Xue Wuhen is also dead.

The snow was still falling, and the blood dyed the white snow red.

When Chen Qiaozhi saw that Xue Wuhen's head was cut off by the sword of the Hell Sect Master in an instant, he suddenly collapsed.

His legs flopped onto his knees.

"Wuhen..." A painful voice shouted from Chen Qiaozhi's mouth.

It's a pity that Xue Wuhen can no longer hear... His head was thrown into the wind and snow... When he was dying, he didn't even close his eyes.