His Royal Highness System

Chapter 394 383. Kill All

"The hardness of this skin...it can't even cut my sun wheel knife...

...This man... Could it be that he is also one of the Twelve Ghost Moons..."

Thinking of this, the man in black sweated profusely, holding the broken sword in his hand, he hurriedly retreated behind him, leaving Feng Qianchen five feet away.

"The information is wrong. He is not the seriously injured Twelve Ghost Moon. He is a full Twelve Ghost Moon. Hurry up and inform Die Zhu. Only Zhu can deal with Twelve Ghost Moon!"

(Butterfly Column - Butterfly Chanae)

The man in black turned his head and shouted to the men in black behind him, his voice was full of fear of Twelve Ghost Moons.

In the history of the Ghost Killing Team, except for Zhu, there is no ghost that ordinary members can deal with. They are just members who have just passed the trial.

Hearing the shout of the leader in black, the other members of the ghost killing team couldn't help trembling slightly.

Twelve ghost months, this terrible term, every ghost in it is personally selected by the ghost king "Gui Wumi", it is far from being able to be solved by ordinary players like them.

The only one who can kill them is Zhu!
"Want to run? Do you want to leave after cutting someone's neck?"

Feng Qianchen smiled charmingly, and held his right hand empty. The shattered sword on the ground was buoyant, and then turned into a small tornado, spinning in the palm of his hand.

"This thing belongs to you, now I will give it back to you..."

Muttering in a low voice, a bloodthirsty red light appeared in Feng Qianchen's eyes, and then he swung his right hand fiercely in front of him, and countless sharp fragments of swords flew out like sharp arrows.

Feeling the blowing of countless strong winds, the faces of many men in black turned pale. They were already shocked by the term Twelve Ghost Moons, and could only run away in embarrassment.

"Run, I'll be the last one, don't all die here!"

The man in black who made the first move was obviously at the captain level. Holding the half-broken sword in his hand, he rushed towards Feng Qianchen and shouted loudly.

There was already a death intent in his eyes, he knew that his dozen of people had almost zero chance of winning against a Twelve Ghost Moon in full condition, so he had to sacrifice himself to delay time, even if it could only delay for a few seconds, it was hope!

"Ah……"

Feng Qianchen couldn't help laughing when he heard the other party's words.

"Run? Have I given you the qualification?"

With a flash of cold light, Feng Qianchen's figure instantly disappeared from the man in black, and appeared at the door like a ghost, blocking the way of all members of the ghost killing team.

"Sorry, everyone can't go home and sleep today, let's try the environment of hell..."

Feng Qianchen raised his hands with a smile, and immediately shook them. All the men in black in the room covered their hearts and vomited blood and retreated.

"Soul shock!"

He spit out these two words from Feng Qianchen's mouth in a low voice, as if there was a magical magic power, the hearts of all the men in black present suddenly stopped beating, as if the god of death had strangled their throats, unable to breathe, and seemed to be drowning Despair when there is no one to help.

The man in black snorted, trying not to vomit blood, leaning his right hand against the wall, looking at Feng Qianchen coldly, he knew that the death of himself and others was not far away.

Why did Feng Qianchen kill them?He didn't know the reason why he did it himself, but when he woke up and saw someone cut his neck, Feng Qianchen was not in a good mood.

Some ants are killed as soon as they are killed, and they have no use value at all. How can such people be produced? It is really a mistake of the world.

With a dull pain in his head, Feng Qianchen smiled sarcastically, it seemed that the guy "Shan" was not honest at all, and instead affected his mind.

Shaking his painful head, Feng Qianchen once again looked at the man in black in front of him, frowning, as if he shouldn't waste any more time.

"Let's solve it all at once..."

Feng Qianchen murmured softly, talking to himself.

He had already wasted too much time on this group of ants, and finally came out to enjoy it, instead of staying here to play those childish games with a group of ants.

Feeling the power in his body, Feng Qianchen also probably had some understanding of his new body. It seemed that all the power in this body came from... blood?
The knife in his left hand quickly drew a scar on his right hand, then Feng Qianchen raised his head, and dozens of drops of blood were floating on his right hand.

With a wave of Feng Qianchen's right hand, dozens of drops of blood flew towards the opponent, and then turned into dozens of blood-colored giant spears in the air, aiming at all members of the ghost killing team.

The man in black gave a wry smile. He had just received an "S" task, thinking that he would be able to complete the quota tasks excellently.

Obviously, the information said that Die Zhu and her sister seriously injured a Twelve Ghost Moon, and it was impossible to recover its strength in a short time.That's why he dared to take this task, and in order to ensure nothing would go wrong, he specially called a dozen team members together, thinking that a dozen people would not pose much threat to a ghost.

But after his Sun Wheel Knife was easily smashed by the opponent, the man in black couldn't help but "thump" in his heart, and he was half cold.

How could it be that the intelligence said that Twelve Ghost Moon was seriously injured, but when we faced each other, how could the other party be a seriously injured person.

Feng Qianchen's body disappeared again, this time only a few seconds passed, and when the man in black came back to his senses, Feng Qianchen had already arrived in front of him.

With a grim smile, Feng Qianchen stretched out his right hand and grabbed lightly, then held the man in black by the neck of the man in black, his five fingers slowly sank into it, and blood flowed out from the scar.

"Go to hell..."

After Feng Qianchen said this, his face was as cold as ice, and at the same time, he firmly held the neck of the man in black in front of him, and slowly lifted the man in black in front of him from the ground with his right hand.

The face of the man in black was flushed like a red balloon, but he didn't beg for mercy, and looked at Feng Qianchen with the most venomous eyes.

Even if the members of the ghost killing team die, they cannot surrender to a ghost and live in the world!

The teeth were gritted, and there was an uncontrollable anger in his eyes, like an enraged lion.

"Your look really makes me very uncomfortable..."

Feng Qianchen raised his head slightly, and could clearly see the resentment and anger in the other party's eyes. Looking at the weak prey in his hand, he frowned slightly, talking to himself.

"Why is it so troublesome, can't you just squeeze it to death?"

After understating it, Feng Qianchen gave himself the answer, just when Feng Qianchen was about to crush the weak ant in his hand to death.

Its daybreak……

Dawn slowly opened the curtain, and another brilliant and colorful morning descended on the world with freshness.

It's dawn, because of the destruction of the fourth string and the movement just now, the clouds in the sky seem to be very close, very close...

Dark gray and light gray clouds are arranged in piles and clusters, unlike the light clouds floating in the clear sky, they seem to be porcelain plated with gold, and they have a dignified and gorgeous style. .

These clouds are clearly there and seem to have experienced several centuries, so they can contain a special mature charm.

When the sun shines on Feng Qianchen's body, Feng Qianchen's skin starts to burn as if being ignited by the sun...

(End of this chapter)