final catastrophe

Chapter 468. The Dark Horse
Castle outside the mountain, building outside the building.

Dangdang.
The bell tower began to chime, so low and so excited.

After the carnival in the Lion Hall dissipated, the black shadows formed into groups of three or four.

Over time, these clusters became denser.

By the time the bell rang, it had already turned into black clouds.

The lake was wrinkled in the wind, and the dark clouds filled the air to cover the moonlight.

And a handful of wooden weapons finally showed their minions in the darkness.

There were a few tentative strikes.

It was the endless fighting sound.

King against king, general against general, soldier against soldier.

Emperor Chu spoke to Pompeii.

And a group of this year's rookies began to fight each other.

If you want to gain higher authority, if you want to pursue higher, you must experience life and death.

At this time, it is experience.

The sound of bangs, impacts, and wailing was endless, and suddenly there was the first scream that tore through the tranquility of the night.

Then there was the sound of a body pounding heavily on the ground.

Such a hustle and bustle.

So unlike campus.

This is the Shura Field, the place of death after midnight.

However, someone seemed to have spotted the young man sitting cross-legged by the lake, and the three of them surrounded him in groups.

They exchanged looks with each other, and then a giant wooden shield, accompanied by a wooden spear and a wooden sword, surrounded them.

The battle of Shura does not need to be fought alone.

Especially on tonight's Freedom Day, those who finally stand will receive the same honor.

The degree of glory is formed by the accumulation of dead bodies on the ground.

brush!brush!
The shadow of the gun, and the shadow of the sword rushed to the moment when the moonlight was covered.

The giant shield tightly protected it.

What they have learned are only some moves in the poultry exercises, but between life and death, there is a strong and spicy taste.

Either you die or I live.

Their blood seemed to be on fire.

Fear, excitement, anticipation mixed together.

This is the annual Shura Field on Freedom Day.

Walking out of the lion hall of the grand banquet, after being irrigated by the unrestrained spirit and the beauties of strong wine, it is not unromantic or vigorous to die at this time.

Alcohol mixed in the blood.

Xia Ji didn't drink.

He has no alcohol in his blood.

Xia Ji didn't go to the Lion Hall, so he didn't see a girl who was so beautiful and hot that she showed her long legs, and he didn't hug you and me like crazy.

Before the light faded, he was still studying hard in the library.

Therefore, compared to other people's fierceness and viciousness.

He seemed very quiet.

Even with the knife out of the sheath in his hand, he was as quiet as ever.

Quietly pale.

And powerless.

So when the shadow of the spear and sword rushed towards him, his saber was half a beat slower.

It's just that after a Daocheng sword light cut out.

It doesn't matter if it's slow or not.

Now that the invading enemy had been cut in half, he stared in horror at the young man who was standing up.

Their spears and swords, and even the giant shield that had been cut in two, had fallen by the lake.

"It turns out that beheading is not that difficult."

The boy was talking to himself.

Looking at the wooden knife that has been stained with turbid lines by the hot blood, "It turns out that death is nothing more than putting heavy makeup on the weapon."

He suddenly remembered the wedding night, the little girl named Zhou Meimei was facing the dressing table, applying rouge over and over again.

Just to give myself the most beautiful her at the wedding where no one attended.

And the most unreal of her.

He was just putting rouge on the knife at this time.

that is it.

On a deep winter night, the garden is full of moonlight.

His sword is like a flame.

No matter who comes, no matter what is said, no matter how big the momentum is.

It's all one knife.

And after one knife, he began to close his eyes and meditate, as if he was comprehending.

So every knife is different.

Ten steps to kill one person.

After each kill, his speed, skill, and even momentum all increased rapidly.

From the beginning of obscurity, no one noticed.

Afterwards, it was already quiet.

No one can ignore him.

Even Chu Diyan and Pompeii, who were still fighting, stopped fighting and turned here.

Chu Diyan obviously recognized the young man, so he said in surprise: "It's you?!!"

Although Pompey had never seen him in the library, he was also impressed by the third day of the feast in the Lion Hall, so he also cast his eyes.

But Xia Ji didn't answer.

His face was terrifyingly pale, and the blood on the knife was also terrifyingly red.

That look, is a lone wolf.

Never cooperating, never swarming, always just immersed in the flames of hell.

Pompeii looked sideways at Chu Diyan, who was also looking at him.

The two men's eyes met, and they reached an agreement in an instant.

Kill Xia Ji first!

Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

Emperor Chu said to use a knife.

Pompey punches.

The knife is a knife of flames, and this slightly curly brown-haired man has just realized flames, knows how fire invades, and is reckless and arrogant, so once his knife is released, there is no restraint.

It is mighty and mighty, like the scorching red with the tip of the lava galloping.

Chu Diyan is a newcomer to the Liuyuan Society, but he is already one of the Six Court Pillars.

He has his own reasons for taking out the knife.

Pompeii is also a newcomer. His fists are domineering.

So, with a punch, it seemed that the wind was cut off, and the moonlight began to twist.

He is an upstart club, the president of the Wild Lion Club.

Determined to break out a new world here, and then can domineeringly embrace that arrogant fiancée, and bring a festive wedding car.

He punched and went straight.

Just to win the light, and punch!
In all fairness, the unknown pawn on the opposite side of them should back off at this time.

Even if he is self-reliant, he will not be so reckless as to face the top two freshmen from Jizhou Academy.

At least he should dodge, dodge, seize the opportunity, and then fight back.

For example, looking for flaws.

For example, divide and strike!
Such as retreating, fighting while retreating.

However, Xia Ji didn't do this. He suddenly released the restrained hostility all over his body, just like a ferocious beast suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes.

Chu Diyan could tell at a glance that his saber was also fire.

Pompey immediately felt that his saber gesture was a bit like that of his old enemy.

At some point, the newcomers who were still fighting around also separated, each keeping a safe distance, and all their eyes were cast here.

Originally, this match was definitely a competition between Chu Diyan and Pompeii to be the first rookie.

But at this time, the black horse rushed out from the shadows.

Facing the combination of the two strong players among the newcomers, they chose to face each other head-on.

How stupid is this?
How clumsy?
However, they were wrong.

Martial arts is against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

If you take a step back and take it easy, you will never be able to come to this door of glory again.

Therefore, Xia Ji made a move.

The light of the knife was as pale as his complexion, and as red as the hot blood on the knife.

The knife came out silently, walking in an instant.

Xia Ji ran wildly, crossing the figures of the two favored sons of heaven on the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)