What?

The onlookers were shocked. How could this happen? It was just as good as the match, but the gap was so big at this time.

Someone immediately made an analysis and said, "Tu Xiong is indeed very talented, but unfortunately he is a mixed-blood, or even a mixed-blood. He does not have a complete bloodline power at all, so he is destined to not go far."

"Indeed, this is like a group of mobs, far less than a real genius, the same is true." Someone nodded in agreement.

Everyone believes that although Tu Xiong has strong talent, his bloodline is limited and his achievements are destined to be too high.

His arms exploded, Tu Xiong retreated violently, his clothes were broken, and a pair of black wings stretched out. When he waved, he was like a bolt of lightning rushing into the sky.

Just when everyone thought Tu Xiong wanted to escape, a long black sword appeared in Tu Xiong's hand, and a dazzling sword light burst out to slash towards Ji Wufeng who was chasing him.

The sword was silent and there was no sharp breath, but Ji Wufeng felt the threat of death.

This seems to be not a weapon belonging to the human world at all, but more like a ghost soldier from the underworld. Dark shadows entrenched on the blade, emitting a cold breath, and a burst of roar could be heard in vaguely.

At that moment, Ji Wufeng felt that his soul was stimulated and he felt that he was about to be destroyed.

The evil soldier is a fierce soldier, which is almost the same as the sword in Ji Wufeng's hand before the transformation.

If nothing unexpected happens, these black shadows should be all resentment transformed by the creatures killed by Tu Xiong. They were sealed in the sword, making the sword psychic.

This also leads to the extremely evil and enchanting sword, which can even directly kill the enemy's soul!

Tu Xiong said: "Ji Wufeng, this is my strongest knife. If you can survive, I will be willing to die!"

After this knife, the onlookers did not feel the sharp aura appear, but they felt that something terrible happened.

The faint sword light shone on everyone's faces. At that moment, it made people feel as if the Nine Nether Hell had arrived. The strange aura seemed to be able to capture the soul.

Sharp!

A battle knife appeared in Ji Wufeng's hand, which was a ghost cry.

"Then I will convince you to death!"

Ji Wufeng slashed out with a knife, and the bright and scorching sword light soared into the sky, like a nine-day god coming to the world. The scorching sun was in the sky, and compared with Tu Xiong's sword light with a scattered ghost energy, it looked extremely sacred!

boom!

Tu Xiong's faint sword light was dispelled in the unwilling roar, and a sword light penetrated straight through his left chest.

Bang!

The knife in Tu Xiong's hand fell to the ground, blood splattered out of his chest, and he knelt on one knee with a lonely expression.

"Father and brother, I lost..."

Tu Xiong looked at the blade on the ground, and there was no strong resentment or reluctance in his eyes, only a trace of relief and guilt.

Ji Wufeng strode forward with murderous intent in his eyes. Tu Xiong must die today.

"Can I fulfill my wish?"

Tu Xiong raised his head and looked at Ji Wufeng, begging, "Do you know? In order to fulfill me, my father and brother did not hesitate to pour all the blood of the white dragon python on my body, just hope that I can go further.

, stand higher."

Ji Wufeng looked at him sideways. He hated the sub-human race very much, thinking that this was just a race that was extremely selfish and had no moral bottom line. Shouldn't it be left in this world?

But in order to help him, Tu Xiong's father and brother did not hesitate to force out the blood power of his body. Such dedication was too out of place.

"I know that I have a great sin when I rebel from the human race. I just hope to die as a human race, and maybe I can become a real human race in the next life."

The knife in front of Tu Xiong suddenly burst out and stabbed him hard in the chest.

"ah……"

Tu Xiong let out a shrill scream, and blood mist gushed out from his chest. In the blood mist, you could see the phantom of the white dragon python rolling and roaring in the blood mist.

This moved Ji Wufeng very much. Tu Xiong actually drove all the blood power of the White Dragon Python in his body away from his body, leaving only the power of the human race.

Tu Xiong's body was drying out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the energy and vitality in his body were also rapidly weakening.

Finally, the blood power of the White Dragon Python was dispersed, and Tu Xiong stopped. At this time, his head was covered in gray hair, his body was shrinking, and his face was full of folds. His whole body was like a 70-year-old man who was about to die.

"What's wrong with human race? Even if you die, you don't have to bear the charge of deviating from rebellion. It's better to be a dog that can't help it."

Tu Xiong's voice was extremely hoarse and cold, but it made people feel relieved.

Ji Wufeng was silent. Perhaps Tu Xiong had his own last resort, and it might not be certain, at least it could be seen at this time.

Deep in Tu Xiong's heart, he was not very repulsive of the human race, and even despised the sub-human style, which was very contrary to his previous behavior.

"I am already a human race, and as a fellow race, I want to remind you to be careful. Often, what you don't feel is the most dangerous. Your friends may be the weapon that can kill you."

Tu Xiong looked at Ji Wufeng with his turbid eyes, with sincerity and sincerity in his eyes.

"What are you trying to say? Are you telling me that among my friends, will anyone do my best to me?"

Ji Wufeng frowned. He shouldn't believe Tu Xiong's words, but he had another intuition. Tu Xiong shouldn't think about targeting him anymore.

"I can only say that. After all, I came from the sub-human race, and I don't want to see the sub-human race suffer a catastrophe."

Tu Xiong looked earnest and said, "I know that the subhuman race is very sinful and should not even live in the world. But if I hope that if you can, you can have the opportunity for some people to prove themselves, because at least some people are involuntarily alive."

Ji Wufeng wished to destroy the entire sub-human race, but he also admitted that Tu Xiong's words were not the ones who deserved to be punished, and there were always some kind-hearted sub-human races.

This is the same as there are people who are unforgivable among the human race, which is the same.

"I can promise you this." Ji Wufeng promised.

"Thank you, you can do it, thank you."

Tu Xiong closed his turbid eyes, faced Ji Wufeng's blade calmly, and had no fear of facing death.

Ji Wufeng originally wanted to ask Tu Xiong about his pursuit of Cai Xuan, but suddenly, a cold murderous intent soared into the sky, and the surrounding space surged, and a group of black-clothed killers appeared strangely, showing off their cold blade.

Not far away, many people were watching the battle between Ji Wufeng and Tu Xiong with all their attention. These black-clothed killers suddenly appeared, and blood splashed in an instant, and many people fell to the ground with their screams.

"Tu Xiong, you can get on the road!"
Chapter completed!