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Chapter 957 You really deserve to die! 【2】(2/2)

This sentence warmed Qisha's bones!

He was crying and laughing at the same time!

He nodded fiercely!

At that moment, his body flashed like a little tiger out of its cage, rushing towards the dense crowd of Yin and Yang bosses and slaying crazily!

Tsk!

One after another, the yin and yang bosses were caught by Xiao Qisha and torn into pieces!

The shrill screams were deafening!

Kill one person with one move!

Cruel!

Cold!

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Qisha's killing style is exactly the same as Ye Feng!

With his joining, the death speed of the Yin Yang boss suddenly accelerated!

Those piercing screams, that crimson oozing blood!

The entire Tongcheng was painted into a hellish scene!

Plop!

Looking at the pieces of corpses, like a sea of ​​blood!

Master Guimu, the Lord of Tongcheng, seemed to have had all his strength drained from his body and fell to the ground!

"It's over! I, Tongcheng...is over!"

remorse!

Heartache!

Filled with ghost eyes and hearts!

If I had known earlier, Ye Feng was the reincarnation of the Lord of Taboo!

If I had known earlier, Qisha was the proud disciple of the Lord of Taboo!

Even if he was beaten to death, he would not dare to do any harm to Qisha!

But now!

All regrets are too late!

Whoosh!

Especially when a stream of light passes in front of Master Guimu!

His entire body suddenly froze!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Scarlet blood continued to flow from his neck!

His eyes looked at the slowly approaching Night Breeze, filled with boundless terror:

"Lord of Forbidden...I'm sorry...I'm sorry!"

The words fell!

The head of Master Guimu slowly rolled down from his neck!

Poof!

The blood was like a fountain, instantly splashing all over Yin Wudao!

That warm feeling made him shiver!

The dead soul is in danger!

Dead!

All dead!

All the wealthy men in the eighteen cities were destroyed!

The tens of thousands of powerful people in Tongcheng were all reduced to ashes by the blood-eating crazy ants and the demonic killing aura!

And now!

He is the only one left, Yin Wu Dao!

Plop!

Yin Wudao felt his knees go weak, and his whole body instantly knelt at Ye Feng's feet!

His body was shaking like chaff, and the cold sweat was pouring down, completely soaking his back:

"Lord of the Forbidden... Forbidden Lord, spare your life!"

"The young one is blind, the young one deserves to die! I am willing to let my father, Yin Xiong, hand over our entire Yin family. I just ask you to spare my life!"

While talking, Yin Wudao kept kowtowing!

After all, he is only a second-generation ancestor!

Even though he is a little smart, he is still extremely vulnerable when facing death!

Spare your life?

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head:

"Actually, there is one thing you said right!"

What?

Yin Wudao was slightly startled, not understanding what Ye Feng meant!

"You do deserve to die!"

boom!

These words seem to have destined the ending of Yin Wudao!

In his horrified gaze, the Divine Sword of Heaven passed by!
Chapter completed!
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