Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

"Evacuate urgently, evacuate the crowd!"

Zhao Fangxu raised the phone again and hurriedly ordered.

"It's Mr. Zhao! But...we don't have the right to evacuate the crowd."

"Force majeure! Earthquake, storm, or volcanic eruption, you can make it up to deceive the official department, and there should be no one within fifty miles!"

As soon as Zhao Fangxu gave the order, he saw a group of people rushing out of the drone.

Not a person who knows everything, but a person who knows everything.

Lin Xiu's first order as the head:

Run for your life, only those who survive are worthy of being my subordinates!

There are 80 people who go in everywhere.

Ten people escaped.

More than forty people entered the Lu family, but none of them escaped.

All drones are magnified several times.

Lin Xiu in front of her was covered in bloodstains by the Lu family and others.

Similarly, the Lu family has been killed and wounded.

All the dead bodies still have blood crystals flying out.

These crystals fell on the handle and turned into a layer of blood, hanging on it.

The smell was so bad that someone tried to destroy the knife.

But paddling across is like paddling into the air.

[System detection host crash degree: 100%]

[Deemed host death]

"The system is about to..."

Lin Xiu couldn't hear the system's voice at all.

Under the gaze of hundreds of drones.

The handle of the knife exudes a stunning red light.

All the blood is gone.

The blade appears.

A yellow-orange eye flashed from the hilt.

The blade is reddish-yellow, and the back of the blade is uneven, looking like it was made of hell rocks.

As soon as the knife was released, Lin Xiu felt a strong desire in her heart.

Desire is telling Lin Xiu.

You can still be stronger.

All bleeding enemies are spring water!

Remember the taste of blood.

Memories of Blood!

Lin Xiu's speed was so fast that even the camera couldn't catch it, and the force of each knife was astonishingly heavy.

The qi and blood seeped into Lin Xiu's body little by little, just like injecting drugs, which made people want to stop.

Desire is driving Lin Xiu.

It was telling Lin Xiu, hurry up, these ants deserve to die.

They all want to kill you, they are so weak, they don't deserve it!

They can only look up to you, you are the strongest, you are the demon god.

swing down!

This knife——

Destined to be out of reach!

boom!

Devil Prison—Blood Brake! .

Chapter 90 Disaster

On this day, the whole country is reporting one thing.

A vast lawn.

The desolation has not been developed so far, and eventually became a scenic area that no one goes to.

Since ancient times, there has not even been an earthquake.

But just now.

The volcano erupted.

Ashes flying all over the sky, black smoke hit from there.

The magma broke through the sky, and even the clouds were evaporated by the hot magma again.

There was no cloud for a thousand miles, and it was filled with thick smoke.

The sharp-eyed people still vaguely saw several skeletons in the soaring magma.

Most of them are hideous in shape, like grieving ghosts who cannot escape.

...

Time returned to the blood level.

The moment Lin Xiu grabbed the knife handle of the Demon Prison Blood Brake.

The space seemed to be at a standstill.

From Lin Xiu's point of view, everyone turned into slow motion, and the people in the air were frozen in place.

Everyone seems to have become a puppet, and it can be cut in half with a single stroke.

Even the facial expressions remain the same as they were during the battle.

They die before they feel death.

All this is a dream to them.

But Lin Xiu knew that it wasn't that they were too slow.

But myself, faster and faster.

Even the breathing rate is dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people, and the whole lung is about to burn.

Lin Xiu, who was 100% collapsed, suddenly felt tranquil.

The smell of blood in the air also became sober.

Through the handle of the knife, the blood brake of the devil prison kept giving Lin Xiu sobriety.

But there is still a breath that has not been vented.

"These people are here to catch you, right?"

Lin Xiu's brain resumed functioning, looking at the greedy expressions of those people.

Presumably their boss offered an offer they couldn't refuse.

Lin Xiu enjoyed the quiet time, in the eyes of others.

There was only a few seconds of silence.

Lin Xiu, who was silent for a moment, was besieged by dozens of people.

Even so, no one thought he was in crisis.

puff.

Feng Baobao saw the blurred picture, the moment Lin Xiu held the Blood Shake of the Demon Prison.

The whole person collapsed on the ground, shouting:

"It's over."

"Sister Bao'er, the blood is gone, isn't it good news?"

Chu Lan saw the thick blood behind Lin Xiu, and it all disappeared.

In its place was an unrefined knife.

There was no blood on the knife, and the red-yellow blade was not stained with blood.

Although the thought that it was made of blood, it feels so terrifying.

But according to the previous analysis, Lin Xiu's moves are all related to the use of blood.

In the previous Mountain Collapsing Strike, all the enemies within ten meters in diameter were beheaded with the blood of an arm.

Soul-thirsty Sealing Demon Slash is the blood of the whole body, and the people who are touched all freeze their bodies as if they lost their souls and are squeezed dry.

When it came to Bending Mountain Cracking Earth, he also knocked out many bottles of potions.

From this point of view, Lin Xiu no longer has the extra blood to use those terrifying moves.

So Chu Lan's first judgment is: Lin Xiu is just bluffing now!

Feng Baobao's face became more serious, and if you look closely, you can still see a trace of sadness on her face.

"Can he come out alive?"

What Feng Baobao said about him was Xu Si. ....