Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Run, run, run!

He ran wildly among the dense trees and grass, looked back with endless fear.

Hahaha, no chasing, no chasing...

The happy smile on his face has not yet disappeared, but he looked down...

"Ahhh! My legs! My legs! Ahhhh!"

A black iron sword pinned Liu Mang, who was rolling all over the floor, to the ground.

From the tree, an ethereal streak fell slowly.

"Two short legs can run fast enough." Dao Feng looked at him indifferently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Liu Mang, who was pinned to the ground, could only wail.

Dao Feng looked at him and smiled faintly: "Answer my question, and I will allow you to die after answering."

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"Ha, haha, anyway, everyone is going to die, me, why did I say that?!"

"It makes sense, so how about it, tell me what I want to know, and I will give you a way out..."

"Not enough, you have to..."

"Did you think I would say that?"

Dao Feng looked indifferently at Liu Mang who was about to negotiate terms with him.

Liu Mang, who suppressed the severe pain and stopped howling, the light of hope that had just appeared in his eyes was extinguished.

"In this case, then you don't want to know anything..."

Liu Mang roared ferociously at the blade,

However, before he finished speaking, the blade swung out with a sword.

"AHHHHHH! My hand!!!"

Dao Feng said lightly: "Believe me, the tenacious vitality of Soul Master will make you say everything."

"Ahh! You, you, you think this will make me surrender?!" Liu Mang stared at Daofeng with a vicious and ferocious expression.

it hurts!it hurts!It hurts!

Dao Feng smiled: "Your eyes tell me that you are not a tough guy, but since you want to play a tough guy, I am willing to spend some time with you."

"You, what do you want to do?!" Liu Mang, who was covering his severed hand with a ferocious expression, finally showed timidity in his tone.

Dao Feng walked up to him, frowning as he watched the blood seeping around him.

He looked at Liu Mang indifferently, "Your dirty blood stained my shoes."

Liu Mang looked at Dao Feng in horror. The way he looked at him made him feel an inexplicable fear, which even surpassed death.

The blade put away the blade, and what he held in his hand was the black iron sword he made himself.

"Don't, I say! I say! Don't come over! I say!" The severe pain and fear completely defeated his reason and psychological defense in a moment. ,

He couldn't say why, it was just a look, and there was nothing in that look!

No?right!Just no!There is nothing, that kind of nothingness and indifference, like an invisible darkness that swallows people up.

Blade shook his head, "There's no rush, let's play some interesting games first."

The black iron sword will be raised and lowered.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll say anything!!!"

The blade pierced the wound in his broken leg.

"You can talk about what I want to know later, this is just a small punishment for you to stain my shoes with your dirty blood."

Blade chuckled lightly.

The black iron twisted in his hand...

Zhu Zhuqing and the others felt that there was a strangeness in the forest.

Too quiet.

After the screams just now gradually subsided, there was no more news.

Quiet is very strange.

"Miss Zhu Zhuqing, will Brother Dao..." Old Chen couldn't help but become worried as time went by.

Hesitant to speak.

If characters like Brother Ruodao are killed, how can they survive?

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head, and said calmly: "No."

Old Chen was still a little worried, he had never encountered such a dangerous situation, and he was a little confused for a while.

"Chirp~"