inspire-indiana Chapter 1022 Who will stop who will die\\r
Chapter 1022 Who will stop who will die\\r
The big knife directly cut the woman into two sections, and at the same time, the knife did not stop, and continued to chop down there.
Just when the door was opened, the big sword appeared.
After the slash, Zhou Yiwei stopped there, motionless.
There was a sudden sound of the fruit plate falling, and then a harsh sound rang out.
"Young Master Murong was killed."
Hearing this, Zhou Yiwei did not make another move, but left directly from the reserved position.
Among the fans of Zhizhuijin, everyone was stunned by that sound, and those thugs who were fans of Zhizhuijin also rushed over.
Looking at everything in the box, everyone could not help but take a deep breath.
The four young masters of Suzaku City were directly beheaded by others. If this were to spread out, it might cause a lot of confusion.
"Quick, go and inform the city guards, and say that there is a fatality here." Mama Sang, who was in a cold sweat at the moment, grabbed a random person and shouted loudly.
There are also those masters among the intoxicated fans.
After all, in such a big place, these people cannot be avoided.
As soon as the incident happened, three middle-aged people followed, two of them at the Jindan stage and one at the early Nascent Soul stage.
"It looks like he did it." Su Chen looked at the city guard's actions and said with a chuckle.
"Let's go, leave this side first, Suzaku City will be closed for a while." Shen Shuan filled his jug and left directly.
Su Chen and Yan Tianqiang followed directly, leaving only Long Tianao behind.
"Hey, I'm still ready to take a walk." Long Tianao shook his head helplessly and wanted to leave.
"Wait, this gentleman, you haven't given the money yet?" A young servant pulled Long Tian proudly.
"What, you haven't given money yet?" Long Tianao was a little stunned.
"Yes, the old man said just now that it was you who settled the bill and brought a pot of good wine with you when you left." The servant explained.
"I'll go, I'll cheat again, and I'll pay the bill again."" Long Tianao scolded secretly, then took out Suzaku City's unique banknotes from his pocket and handed them over.
"No need to look for it. Long Tianao said proudly.
"No sir, it's not enough for you, there are still hundreds?"
"Still lacking?" Long Tianao was a little stunned, and immediately, he felt that he couldn't hold on to his face.
"Call your boss, I'll talk to him." Long Tianao didn't leave, but sat down directly.
After dozens of seconds, a potbellied boss came up with a smile on his face.
"Sir, are you looking for me?" the boss said with narrowed eyes.
"Well, I'm looking for you." Long Tianao said, the fingers of his right hand kept shaking on the table over there.
"I don't know what to do with me?" The boss still had the same attitude.
"It's okay, I just want to give you a discount." Long Tian proudly said.
"Discount? Yes, 20% off, do you think it's possible?" The boss said a discount without hesitation.
"Twenty percent? That's a lot? How about 10 percent off." Long Tianao said with a chuckle.
"One discount? No need, I won't charge for this meal." The boss is still so neat.
"It's so good, I'll come again next time." Long Tianao said, getting up and preparing to leave.
"But since you want a discount, sir, how can I disagree? I'll send you a broken bone. The boss said, and suddenly several strong men appeared over there. It seems that they are often exercising, and they should have some work on hand.
"I'm so embarrassed." Long Tianao said, and started directly.
In front of the Nascent Soul stage, the congenital stage master is like a child, and he has no power to fight back at all.
"Okay, at your request, the broken bones are broken." Long Tianao said, and left immediately.
At this moment, the boss has countless grass and mud horses rushing past in his heart, and he really wants to cry without tears.
"You guys are so unrighteous, you actually let me pay the bill." Long Tianao caught up with Su Chen and the others and muttered.
"I remember you don't have much money, why did you come out so quickly?" Yan Tianqiang asked curiously.
"The Overlord's meal is not good." Long Tianao raised his head and said.
All of a sudden, the three quickened their pace, as if to draw a clear line with Long Tianao.
After leaving the city, the four of them did not go any further, but walked towards a mountain top.
At this moment, Zhou Yiwei on the other side also escaped.
Looking at the city gate in front of him, he sprinted quickly.
"Boy, let me see where you can go." The Nascent Soul master behind him hung from a distance, not in any rush.
In his eyes, Zhou Yiwei has completely become a fish on the dip board, and he is just bouncing around for a while.
"Stop him." The city guards also rushed over and blocked Yiwei's way.
"Death to me." Zhou Yiwei roared angrily, and then rushed towards him frantically.
The soldiers of the city guard fell into a pool of blood one after another.
"`Bang. "That Nascent Soul Stage was a palm directly facing Yiwei Wei's shoulder.
A staggering, Zhou Yiwei almost fell to the ground.
His shoulders were instantly numb, and the runaway of spiritual power made his body feel very uncomfortable.
"Kill." Yiwei continued to deal with the people in front of him.
I don't know how many times the broadsword was swung, and many people fell directly into a pool of blood.
"It's useless, you can't get out." The Nascent Soul stage person sneered, and immediately prepared to capture Zhou Yiwei.
"Five tigers break the door." With a knife, the feeling of cutting gold and breaking silver made the Nascent Soul person take a step back.
Taking advantage of this moment, Zhou Yiwei directly rushed out a lot of distance.
"I said, you can't leave." The Nascent Soul master said with a livid face.
Looking at the dullness that was about to close in front of him, Yiwei threw the big knife in his hand directly.
Just right, stuck in the middle.
But the iron gate made of steel was so stressful that even that big sword couldn't last for a few seconds.
But in these few seconds, (Hao Nuo Zhao) Zhou Yiwei turned sideways, then pulled the blade and left.
The door slammed loudly, and Zhou Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he looked up into the distance, there were more than a dozen people waiting for him there.
"Is it over? I'm going to die?" Yiwei murmured, feeling the aura of those people.
"No, I can't die, I still have a lot of things to do." Zhou Yiwei said, his eyes were inexplicably red.
The previous pressure from the momentum has also disappeared directly.
"Whoever blocks me will die." The big knife in Zhou Yiwei's hand was broken, but he took the broken knife and walked towards the opposite side step by step.
"There are really people who are not afraid of death." Several people on the opposite side said coldly to Zhu.
"How many people who dare to do such a thing are afraid of death?" Another old man said solemnly.
"Don't hurt his life, take it back, the city chief will deal with it," said a small man at 35.