I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

An aristocratic child whose strength reached the fifth rank roared, and the sword in his hand made a whistling sound, and slashed forward.

"That's right, who am I, Qin Erlang, afraid of?"

His companion next to him also shouted loudly.

But the next moment, "Pfft..." The child of the family who just pulled out the sword had his chest pierced. Half of the sword was inserted from the chest and stabbed out from the back. Blood gushed out along the sword in an instant, dyeing his clothes blood red.

The son of the aristocratic family who was full of bold words just now has turned pale and is too scared to speak.

In the face of the brutal killing, the little courage he had just summoned had disappeared without a trace.

He held the sword with trembling hands, trying to meet the rushing enemy.

But in the next moment, the cold light flashed away, and blood burst from his neck.

In a trance, he saw clearly the appearance of the enemy, a cold, emotionless face.

The gates of hell are officially open, and the lives of countless people are constantly being harvested.

Countless people have begun to fight back.

This is an adjustment process for many people.

From fear to habit and adaptation, just this process is enough to kill too many people.

"Save one for me."

A man in black shouted loudly for fear that he would be slow.

His light work is not very good, so he is slower than his companions.

Seeing that his companions had already started killing, he was a little anxious.

At this moment, he saw two figures on the carriage, it was Wang Xuan and Ning Tianze.

"Ha ha!"

The masked man sneered, his eyes gleaming fiercely, full of bloodlust.

The sight of two prey excited him.

"What about Wang Zhonglang?"

Ning Tianze, who participated in the battle for the first time, was already a little panicked.

Under such circumstances, the strength of the fifth rank may not even be able to exert the strength of the fourth rank.

Powerful strength must be matched with the corresponding state of mind to be brought into play.

Wang Xuan had an excited expression on his face, only one Ning Tianze provided him with anger along the way, which really made him very dissatisfied.

To Wang Xuan, enemies are experience babies.

In an instant, the masked man jumped up high, the long knife in his hand turned into a cold light, and slashed towards Wang Xuan and Ning Tianze.

"Hoohoo!"

The Tiger Soul Sword in Wang Xuan's hand slashed out, and the sword light cut the air in front of him in half.

"Crack!"

The long knife in the masked man's hand was cut in two by the sharp tiger soul sword.

At the same time, a cut was made in his chest, and blood spattered.

I fuck.

what happened?

I was cut?

The masked man fell to the ground, clutching his chest, blood poured out from the wound, quickly staining his clothes blood red.

The masked man gritted his teeth and took out the Golden Chuang Medicine from his pocket, and sprinkled it on the wound, barely slowing down the speed of the blood flowing out.

Wang Xuan jumped out of the carriage, and went over to cut open the wound that had stagnated the blood.

The masked man was desperate.

Are you teasing me?

What on earth are you doing, opening my wound that has stagnated bleeding, without killing me?

Have you considered my feelings?

"Anger +799."

"Good harvest."

Wang Xuan went over and directly pulled the masked man by the hair, and pulled him to the carriage.

It never occurred to him to take the masked man's life.

After all, this is the long-term anger baby.

"Ning Tianze, find a rope to tie him up and give him Sangong powder."

"Wait a minute and you will follow me, just be responsible for tying people up."

Wang Xuan ordered.

For others, it was a desperate battle, but in Wang Xuan's eyes, these masked people were a little bit cute.

Especially the angry little eyes of the masked man whose chest is still bleeding at this moment, how exciting.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but want to tease him a bit.

Chapter 401 Come and Play

Ning Tianze watched Wang Xuan poking the masked man back and forth with a stick, feeling a little speechless.

Aren't masked people human?Is there anything to poke about, or did that "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" poke you get excited?

In Ning Tianze's sight, countless masked men had rushed into the battlefield and started killing.

These people are all brutal.

"Brother, it's already tied up, what should we do next?"

Ning Tianze looked at Wang Xuan eagerly.

Although Wang Xuan was a little out of character, his strength was undeniably strong.

He felt that as long as he stayed by Emperor Xuan's side, his chances of surviving would be higher.

The masked man lay dying on the ground, and he had already deeply remembered the bastard's face.

He swore not to let himself out of trouble, otherwise he would definitely tear the opponent into pieces.

"Little brother, are you happy?" Wang Xuan patted the masked man's face, and asked with a smile and not to be beaten.

"Anger +299."

"Happy Nima."

The masked man is rough at heart.

"Brother be careful."

An arrow dropped from the sky and shot directly at Wang Xuan.

Someone saw what happened to his companion and wanted to save the masked man from Wang Xuan's hands.

"Good job! There are so many people, I really don't know which one to start with, it's you."

Wang Xuan said excitedly.

Today is a disaster for others, but for Wang Xuan, it is a good opportunity to make a fortune.

He fended off the arrows flying towards him with his hand.

In the next second, Wang Xuan had disappeared in place.

Ah Huang is stronger among the masked men, and he is a warrior of the wolf tribe.

This time, under the order of the wolf lord, he came to intercept Daqin's genius.

In his opinion, what kind of bullshit geniuses are just a group of dolls who have not experienced the baptism of war.

He is born with great strength, and he likes to tear the enemy in half with his hands. What he enjoys most is the scream of the enemy before he dies, as if singing praises for him.

That was not an ordinary scream, it was the sound that proved his merits.

Just now when he rushed over, he had already killed two Daqin disciples, and the pleading in his eyes before he died was still vivid in his memory, it would not make him soft-hearted, it would only make him excited.

He saw that one of his companions had been arrested.

What a waste.

Still, he must be rescued.

He shot an arrow first, and then strode forward.

Because of his strong body, he twisted his buttocks when he ran, looking very cheerful.

But the speed is a little bit slower.

Suddenly, A Huang's face showed some doubts, the boy who blocked his arrow just now disappeared.

Where did it go?

With Ah Huang's melon seeds in his head, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Snapped."

A stone fell from the sky.

"Who the hell is throwing stones at me?"

Ah Huang covered his head, and there was an extra bump on his head.

He was very angry.

This is a battlefield, shouldn't throwing stones be played by children?And it hurts so much.

turn around.Ah Huang saw the boy who had disappeared from his sight before.