The surging murderous aura instantly permeated every corner of the mourning hall compound. Gran's eyes narrowed and glared to the maximum. He felt like he was in a human-demon battlefield with golden swords and iron horses, blood and limbs flying around. The fierce sword was like a huge demon that could devour people. The fighting spirit raised in his body completely shattered under the pressure of this momentum. The light of the eight-level sword filled with fighting spirit immediately dimmed.

What kind of murderous aura is this? What kind of strength is this? Gran felt like he was holding a knife alone and shouting wildly at the raid. His body was completely stiff on the spot, staring at the most brilliant and gorgeous sword light I had ever seen in his life. His body did not feel any pain at all, but saw a pungent blood spraying out of the center line of his body.

He looked down to see the origin of the blood, but found that the line between his eyebrows was also emitting blood, and then his body separated to the sides.

Such a quick knife? I'm dead? Where is the energetic person? Gran's eyes widened, and only saw the position where Keng was standing before, there were only two stomped floors.

Fabradys looked at Sheng Sheng in shock. The knife just now was not any of the "Seven Bloody Battles Styles", but the moment the attack was cut, it was filled with the "Seven Bloody Battles Styles" and never looked back. It was a strong and tragic bloody battle killing intention.

He carried the slashing saber with his wrist, and gently stroked the blade of the saberer with his hands and murmured to himself: "Bloody battle, only one move..."

"Seven styles in one?" Fabradys stood up suddenly and sighed repeatedly. What is this? The seven styles in the blood battle do indeed have the eighth style, which is the seven styles in one. However, the friend who created the eighth style in the blood battle did not really integrate the seven styles in one after several years of research. Unexpectedly, this kid only took less than a night... Although there are flaws...

Fabradis looked at Dingjin and began to suspect that he was too stupid and too lacking in talent, or that Dingjin's performance was too amazing! The seven bloody battle styles can never be understood by those who have truly experienced countless bloody battles. Dingjin is less than nineteen years old this year, and in theory, he should not have been on the human-demon battlefield. Where did he get his bloody battle experience? But his murderous aura just now... Even the warrior who has been through hundreds of battles in the human-demon battlefield can't achieve it.

"Seven Bloody Battle Styles, One Bloody Battle Style." The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is a fighting skill tailored for myself. It has extremely strict requirements on murderous aura and the state of mind when facing death. The two years between Four Seasons Valley and the Endless World, the experience between life and death is no less than a warrior who has fought on the battlefield.

"Forget it." Fabradys shook his head and turned to the backyard: "If you continue watching, it will really hurt my confidence. Even the secret method of the 108 Doujiao Zhoutian is still too amazing."

He raised his hand and took back the saber to the fighting world, found some ropes from the yard, and hung the two Gran warriors upside down to a wooden stake in the yard.

"Two years." He returned to the coffin and ate the offerings belonging to Rollin: "In just two years, I have completely changed when I returned to Auckland. Tomorrow, it only takes one day, and Auckland will change a lot again. I am looking forward to tomorrow's arrival."

The wind blew gently, as if we were to drive away the endless night earlier to welcome the rise of the sun, and the whole of Auckland fell asleep in the darkness.

The gate of the courtyard slowly opened to the two plates. Gu Yue Jiaying wore a simple battle skirt that could not be more plain. She held a double moon scimitar in her hand and walked towards the mourning hall with a small step. The fairy figure under the moonlight was indescribable and her jade-like appearance was indescribable.

He stood up and nodded gently to greet the beauty who had not seen for two years. Gu Yue Jiaying bent down slightly, saluted like Fabrady in front of Rollin's coffin, and walked into the backyard on his own.

A breeze blew out of the mourning hall, waving the white silk, swaying left and right, and the clouds once again blocked the bright moon in the night sky.

He took out the saber and put it at his hand, and slept with his back against the coffin. At any time, he should try to adjust his condition to the best of his battle. This is the key thing he learned in the Four Seasons Valley and the Endless World in the Year.

The moon sets and the sun rises. Before the sun can sweep away the cool breath that night brings to the earth, the sound of carriage wheels hitting the ground sounding on the street outside the courtyard.

Sabonis walked down from the carriage, sorted out the costumes that symbolized the city lord today, and secretly warned himself that he must handle the duel fairly today.

The heavy door slowly opened to both sides with the careful force of the city lord and servant, and did not be as arrogant and domineering as yesterday.

Sabonis stepped into the yard with white silk hangings. The polite smile on his face suddenly stiffened on his face, and his eyes were straight at the corpse hanging upside down on the wooden stakes in the yard, which had already been bleeding to the point of dryness.

Gran! The demon-subduing warrior of the Kai family! The moment Sabonis saw the corpse, his mind suddenly became refreshed, like a spray of cold spring water, poured down from his head, looking at Gran, who was split in half and could not survive even if he was stuck with the paste.

"The Lord of the City came very early." He stood up and walked up with great strides, reaching out to point to the dead body on the wooden stake: "Mr. Gran, last night, came to the door with his big sword and said he wanted to kill me. Out of self-defense, I had to kill him. Mr. Fabradys can testify."

"Is that?" Sabonis raised his eyebrows: "This is really an unpleasant thing. I hope it will not affect Mr. Dangjin's duel and fighting spirit today."

He walked towards the mourning hall with Sabonis side by side: "Thank you for your relationship with the Lord. After being forced to kill Mr. Gran out of self-defense, I don't know why, but it seems that I have improved a lot."

"That's good, I wish Mr. Ganjin can get a good result in the duel today."

Sabonis laughed dryly, then secretly glanced at the body of Gran hanging upside down, and the surprise in his heart still did not completely calm down. After being the city lord for so many years, he had never seen such a domineering young man. It would be fine if he killed someone, but he actually hung upside down, waiting for the duel side to arrive. What trump card and confidence are hidden under this provocation?

Fabradis led Gu Yue Jiaying and others out of the backyard together. When he met Sabonis nodded slightly, hello, and both sides sat in the upper seats on an equal footing.

A wooden stake was hung with a sword split open, and a vague internal organs were piled up on the ground, making the atmosphere in the yard not relaxed.
Chapter completed!