"Yan Luo Seal!"

The seal of Yama with a faint red light appeared in his right palm, and slapped the Fourth Master's chest with a palm, and it was firmly printed on it.

"Bang--"

A muffled sound broke out from his body, and the Fourth Master's strong body flew in response to the sound, flying ten meters away before hitting the ground heavily.

“Uh…uh…”

His face turned green and red, his mouthfuls of fresh xue overflowed, his head tilted, his pupils dilated. This arrogant and domineering fourth master, who had reached the first-level high-level magic refiner, died just like that.

"Fourth Brother--" Seeing the Fourth Master lying on the ground and dying, the Fifth Master roared and rushed towards Yu Haoran with the heavy sword in his hand.

"Boy! Go and die!"

"null--"

With his feet stomping on the ground, the Fifth Master's huge body flew into the air five meters high. He held the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised the knife over his head, and slashed heavily towards Yu Haoran below.

"Hmph." Hei Wuchang looked at the fifth master in the air with disdain, stepped on the ground with his feet and his body flew straight up.

When he reached the same height as the fifth master, he swept his right foot and kicked the fifth master's waist.

The fifth master looked at Yu Haoran who was kicking him in surprise, but his body was unable to move in the air, so he could only use the heavy sword in his hand to slash towards the attacking right leg.

A cold light flashed in his golden eyes, Yu Haoran shouted loudly, and the black light shone on his right leg.

"Eight steps of the Demon - the second step!"

"Bang--"

His hands were numb. The fifth master looked at his trembling hands in surprise. The heavy sword he had just slashed down actually made Yu Haoran kick away with his legs!

"boom--"

"ah--"

Before the fifth master could react, Yu Haoran punched his chest again. A scream sounded, and his chest was actually sunken, and fresh air sprayed, spraying a scoop of mist in the air.

"bass--"

"Bang--"

While the heavy sword that was bounced away was inserted into the ground, the fifth master's body also hit the ground heavily, and cracks like spider webs were smashed.

"null--"

Yu Haoran also fell down, and where he fell down was the fifth master lying down, and his feet were stomping on the fifth master's chest.

“Ah——, you

…”

With a scream, the fifth master suddenly felt his orifices flowing, looking at Yu Haoran standing on him with resentment, breathed a few breaths, and wanted to say something with a ferocious look, but he could never say it.

Seeing Yu Haoran killing several people, the men were shocked and angry, but no one dared to rush up to fight Yu Haoran for the moment.

Yu Haoran glanced at the panicked men, his face full of disdain, smiled gloomyly, and said in a arrogant tone: "A bunch of ants."

Hearing the humiliation, these big men were also angry, and the horror in their hearts was covered by anger. They waved their weapons in their hands and rushed towards Yu Haoran.

"Surp, Surp"

Yu Haoran pulled out the two heavy swords inserted on the ground, held one in one hand, slowly lifted it up, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the big men rushing over.

"raging--"

Two black flames rose in both hands, and the flames spread to the heavy swords until they completely covered the two heavy swords.

The black flames were jumping up and down, appearing faintly, as invisible, and seemingly tangible, like ghost fire under the Nine Netherworlds.

He sneered evilly, "This feeling... hasn't been around for a long time. Today, I, Hei Wuchang, will start killing again! Use your freshness to pay tribute to the endless undead in the underworld!"

Yu Haoran... No, it should be said that Hei Wuchang shouted loudly, holding two heavy flame swords in his hand and bent over and rushed forward.

Seeing that he had killed so many brothers on his side, the big men's eyes were red, and they all roared and rushed up, waved the swords and guns in their hands, and slashed them regardless of the situation.

Although these great men are not demon refiners, in a chaotic environment like the Ten Rings, they are all very skilled in fighting every day.

Moreover, they are people of the same force and will also have some joint attack techniques, and they will have their own rules for advancing, retreating, attacking and defense.

For a moment, I saw swords and swords around Hei Wuchang's body, flashing unsteadily, and there was nothing to be used to do and nothing to defend against.

But who expected that Hei Wuchang held two heavy swords in his hand, and rushed forward like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, waving his arms, and immediately broke his sword and spear flew.

Some unlucky guys were even photographed in the air, dropped heavily on the ground, or flew over the heads of their companions, and hit the walls on both sides of the street.

Hei Wuchang's one force reduces ten times, and he doesn't use any clever skills at all. He just takes big steps and attacks all the way, destroying the dead wherever he passes

, unstoppable, and there is no enemy in one unit.

“Ah——, ah———”

Screams kept ringing, and flowers bloomed on the big men's bodies, and the freshness gushed out sprinkled on Yu Haoran's body, dyeing his whole body dark red.

The two heavy swords in his hand were waving repeatedly, like slashing randomly. The strong bodies of the big men were like broken watermelons under his sword, and were chopped to the ground one after another.

"Ah--" A timid saw Yu Haoran who suddenly appeared in front of him. Looking at his eyes that had turned red, he screamed in shock, and his face was nowhere to be shy.

He fell to the ground, climbed back a few steps, turned over and rushed to the distance, screaming with a scream: "Help...Help..."

The word "Ah" has not yet been expressed, Hei Wuchang stepped out and was stepping on his back.

The man had just climbed onto a stone step, and Hei Wuchang stepped down. He didn't know how much force he used, but saw the tall and strong man screaming, and his waist "splashed" and his clothes sank, and his body was already level with the ground under the stone step.

The strong man grabbed the stone steps above with both hands and crawled up quickly. With a "swish", his clothes that were dyed red fell off his body like a human skin.

He was wearing a small shirt and only half of his body was left. His fuzzy internal organs and intestines dragged all over the floor, and his upper body climbed up the stone steps, and his legs were still on the ground under the stone steps.

Hei Wuchang's kick, with the help of the horns of the stone steps, actually "cut the strong man in half!".

The big men who rushed up behind saw this horrifying scene and were shocked and retreated, giving up a semicircular space in an instant.

The strong man noticed the abnormality and hurriedly looked back and saw that his waist was still below the stone steps, with only half of his body climbing up.

The internal organs were scattered all over the stone steps, and I couldn't help but scream, and the seven holes flowed. I don't know if they were scared to death or if they really reached the end.

Hei Wuchang shouted loudly, pulled up, and flew into the air like a bird. His jumping and turning, as sharp as a dragon, as fast as a stunning geese.

The two heavy swords in their hands were swinging, and a splendid light reflected on their eyes, spots and spots, piercing the eyes.

The big men below felt a splendid look into their eyes, which made their eyes dark, and they quickly closed their eyes, but this closure became their last move.
Chapter completed!