Chapter 960 Name?

In one encounter, the elite of the Nightmare Eye, the traitor who traversed hell and the abyss, was beheaded.

Without the ability to resist, he ushered in the most complete death!

It's not that his skills are not sophisticated enough, nor that his strength is not strong enough, but that he has essentially become a mere fish!

He found the wrong opponent...

In Yuan Yuan's hands, the high-pitched sound of metal friction kept coming.

Iron crystals proliferate!

The originally broad and heavy relic of the stigmata actually began to grow again at this moment.

When the tiger's stigmata once again complied with the secret ritual and combined with Cheng Huang's power, another explosion ushered in - the hungry tiger that escaped from the cage greedily gnawed on the enemy's blood and bones, transforming them into its own quality.

Not only did the original handle become more slender, but the sword body also began to grow as the iron crystal extended, and the length that had already reached three feet and six inches was quickly doubled.

Just like a spear...

It is no longer the category of ordinary heavy swords, but is becoming more and more exaggerated, tracing back and moving closer to the more ancient past, and finally forming a ferocious posture.

Just on the blood-stained sword spine, an inscription imprinted like a solemn seal emerged, bringing blessings from the Eastern Xia lineage.

——[Shang Fang]!

The majestic symbol that once defended the true dragon and killed the rebels - a miracle born from the brewing of the dragon veins of Dongxia. In order to maintain the purity of the dragon veins, it was a power specially created to target betrayers.

It is not an exaggeration to call it crystallized from dragon blood!

If it is used on the battlefield, it is a horse-killing sword that conquers the unfaithful and the unstoppable army. If it is used internally, it is a purge weapon that cleanses away evil and wipes out treachery!

It not only affects the scope of Dongxia, but is even enough to cover the entire territory - all solidified people who deviate from humanity and throw themselves into the abyss will face a complete liquidation in front of it.

Unless there are relics of the same level to compete, all defenses will be completely defeated by the seal from the dragon vein!

"Now, it's your turn..."

Accompanying Yuan Yuan's words, in the flying blood, the horse-killing sword clanged and roared. As its master rushed in together, the knight array in front was cut through and defeated.

The momentum is overwhelming, move forward!

The war has just begun! .

"No matter what happens, just go ahead and be reckless...it's really the style of the original family."

On the stone at the foot of the mountain, the hut in the forest looked at the scene in the distance, shook his head and sighed: "I talk about your brother all day long, but it turns out that you are braver than your brother... How can you be so embarrassed to talk about others?"

Seeing that others were already shining on the stage, he was in no rush to participate.

I wish I could have been in charge of clapping and calling the whole process, holding a light stick in my hand, waving the flag and cheering for the junior sister's heroic performance.

If you can touch it, touch it thoroughly.

It's a pity that circumstances don't allow it...

As if he noticed the gaze from the top of the mountain, someone who had originally planned to go to bed sighed: "I'm doing it, I'm doing it, it's almost done."

After pausing for a moment, the dead branches and vines dug out from under the ice and snow finally formed the outline of a half-human figure.

Like a scarecrow.

Then, holding the sword master's sword, he casually cut the wood blocks in his hands and scattered them on the snow on the ground. A vivid accident scene emerged from this simple sand table.

Just like that, it seemed like it was done.

He yawned, stuck his sword on the ground, then stretched out his hand in the direction of the battlefield, casually grabbing it in the wind, and a wisp of dark color entangled between his fingers.

Spasming like a worm.

Finally, he quickly climbed into the face of the 'scarecrow', making the facial features that were originally drawn casually become faintly moving.

Just like that, smiling and looking at each other.

The cabin in the forest suddenly asked:

"Name?"

"My name is Stasolis!"

In the carriage, next to the officiant Taomian, a person suddenly made a voice.

When the others looked at the guy who suddenly introduced himself with confusion, they found that he also had a confused look on his face, not understanding why the others were looking at them.

It was as if he didn't realize what he was just talking about.

Then, his head split open.

From the top to the neck, it was evenly cut into two pieces by the invisible sharp blade, and blood spurted out.

Under the malice of the victory-weary spell, everything from soul to body was shattered.

Only a low, hallucinatory hum sounded, echoing in everyone's ears, and they asked curiously: "Name?"

"Alain Menard."

Bang!

The second head flew up from the neck out of thin air, and then was ravaged by invisible forces in mid-air, turning into fist-sized pieces of meat and shattering on the ground.

Soon, a third voice sounded.

"May I have your name?"

"Marco Rapp."

Then, the person whose name was dug out of his soul was cut in two from the middle of his waist!

Invisible malice continued to fall from the sky. With the blessing of the Sword Master's sword, the small wound caused by the victory-defying technique was enlarged into a terrifying hunt that even armor could not resist.

The re-broadcast of the classical music classroom’s unique traditional performances has begun!

One, and another, and another.

Until the books in Yeats' hands closed unhappily.

Snapped!

The malicious bridge was cut off by an invisible force, followed by a hundredfold backlash, causing the 'scarecrow' in front of the cabin in the forest to explode in an instant.

A raging fire ignited from the broken dead branches, and black smoke emitted from the burning soul.

Driven by hatred, those broken souls crawled out from the burning dead branches and launched a counterattack towards the cabin in the forest. Then, they were stuffed back by him expressionlessly.

Then he skillfully attached a piece of talisman paper and sealed it, and then the scarecrow burned into a ball of ashes.

If you roll over a lot, you will naturally gain experience.

only……

There is a dark silhouette on the train slowly, looking towards this place with cold eyes.

——Priest Bo Xun·Tattooed Face!

"Tsk, is there too much hatred?"

The cabin in the woods sighed, "I didn't want to be MVP."

But the blood-colored figure suddenly floated in the air, flashed across thousands of meters, and then flashed again... The gap between them began to shorten rapidly.

Coming at a gallop!

The corner of the cabin in the forest jumped for a moment, and subconsciously turned back and shouted toward the mountain: "Teacher, can I hand in my paper in advance!"

Among the mountains, the figure holding a coffee cup and leaning against the fire looked down at him.

Like a smile.

It made him foresee his tragic future of super doubling and doubling again.

"Suddenly a big question came up. I must give me extra points..."

The cabin in the forest sighed in distress, touched his pocket, and dug out a yellow paper bag folded into a triangle from a pile of miscellaneous items such as mobile phones, MP3 players, headphone cables, power banks, mobile WIFI, and wallet keychains. Clip it between your fingertips.

Lips open and close, whispering silently.

In an instant, Taomian's ears seemed to be filled with the tinny murmurs and noisy voices of countless people, as well as the curses, roars, and roars of thousands of people.

In the end, the erratic sounds turned into roars, overlapping in one place, vibrating endlessly in the soul.

"...Three platforms and seven stars, holding swords to kill spirits, holding stars and binding hands, Beidi collecting souls, evil spirits and monsters, I swear not to hear them... Anyone who hears my curse will have their heads broken and their brains shattered like dust."

Bang!

The paper package in the hand of the hut in the forest suddenly burst into flames, and went away with the last chant: "Urgent like a law -"

At the moment when the paper package burst, the tattooed face flashed out of the air in unison. Behind the countless dark cracks on the face, a blazing flame suddenly erupted, and the head expanded rapidly.

A low, dull sound erupted like a balloon bursting.

The originally ferocious head had exploded like a firework, but there was no blood or bones exposed. Instead, thick darkness burst out from it.

The creeping darkness crawled out of the neck, letting out high-pitched hisses and roars.

"This isn't going to kill you?"

The cabin in the forest ignored the distress and heard unusual sounds around it.

In the dry woods, the land surged like liquid. Countless corpse dogs climbed out of it and rushed towards him. Soon, they were torn apart in mid-air. The fractures were as smooth as a mirror. Only blood dyed the white snow into scarlet, like a bloom. Like peonies.

Beside him, the blade piercing into the soil hummed.

In mid-air, the tattooed face swooped down quickly.

Where the head used to be, countless pupils opened in the creeping darkness, radiating evil light towards him. The cursed bullets fell like a torrential rain, and the entire forest was turned into death in an instant.

The dry trees were cracked one after another, and countless worms crawled out of them. The snow on the ground exuded countless dark colors, and the thorns and vines had the texture of flesh and blood.

In the thicket of curses, the cabin in the forest blinked intact.

Nothing happened.

Behind him, Shengqing's shadow stretched out his snake body comfortably, as if Huai Shi had entered hell, feeling a sudden sense of relief.

But after witnessing the opponent's power to turn this area into hell just by conjuring up a few evil eyes, one can appreciate the huge gap between them.

This is the accumulation of evil thoughts and curses.

No matter how skilled the spellcaster is in a fight with Bo Xun's priest, he will inevitably be at a loss, let alone when encountering a chief priest who can be regarded as a derivative of hell!

He was completely restrained...

How the hell do you beat this?

The tattooed face had already raised his palm towards the hut in the forest not far away. His five fingers quickly cracked and deformed, turning into tentacles burning with black flames, overwhelming the sky and covering the ground!

You can clearly see the wriggling suction cups and ferocious mouthparts at the tips of the tentacles.

Cabin in the Woods scalp numb.

After thinking for a moment between the French military salute and the strategic shift, he came to the safest solution and pulled out the long knife stuck on the ground beside him.

Slash forward!

But with that lame posture, even the darkness in the tattooed belly couldn't help but laugh out loud - is this the student of the King of Danbo? Is this the posture of burning a fire stick?

You seem to be making me laugh!

But then, he stopped laughing.

Because there was a miserable white iron light emerging from the sky, criss-crossing, and fleeting, countless burning tentacles broke off, and the intense pain spread.

And among the dissipating black flames and flying snow, the cabin in the forest raised its face.

The originally lively and bright pupils quickly became cloudy and dim.

All over the white clouds.

In an instant, the lazy young man turned into an old man, but there was an unmatched sharpness that shot out from those eyes, looking down at everything in the world.

Ah ha ha ha... Kavin... Ka... Ka... (crying