This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

An Yi chopped the sword, and a huge sword arc like a waning moon struck from the sword.

Sadokir was holding a scimitar, trying to resist!

But the terrifying murderous aura above made him unable to have the courage to resist.

He didn't hesitate, and dodged in an instant!

But the majestic sword energy still brushed past his body, leaving a bloody mess behind him.

The momentum of the sword remained undiminished, and it slashed towards the woods behind!

A row of trees, with even cuts, fell down in a row, and the edge could not be seen.

In an instant, the killers in the base were shocked.

Even Kevin, who was playing with the revolver, froze.

The power of this sword is so terrifying!

Sadokir's eyes were serious, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

Just at this moment, tiny blue-purple electric arcs lingered in the air!

The fourth form of the Dragon Slaying Nine Swords - Thunder!

An Yi breathed slightly, his eyes became sharper as thunder and lightning lingered around the sword.

Suddenly, his figure shot out like a fired bullet, and rushed towards Sadokir.

when!

Sadokir raised his scimitar horizontally, and blocked An Yi's sword tip with the blade.

An Yi was slightly surprised.

The entangled lightning, a thunder strike, was actually blocked by Sadokir!

This is the first time!

"Great!"

Sadokir sighed in admiration, with complex expressions in his eyes.

Perhaps, their era is coming to an end!

He is very clear that this organization called Rakshasa, if it continues to develop, will threaten the organization of heaven!

Therefore, he traveled thousands of miles to Daxia, just to kill this hidden danger in the cradle.

But I didn't expect that even though I had taken it seriously, I still underestimated the opponent's strength.

An Yi retreated, and Sadokir, who was hard-pressed against Thunder, had blood oozing from his arm, his blood vessels burst, and he could hardly hold the scimitar.

in the base.

The killers stopped talking after seeing this scene, completely immersed in the strength of An Yi.

They have good eyesight.

Sadokir is now at the end of his battle!

With one's own power, overwhelm the twelve leaders of heaven!

Who would have believed that this ordinary bald bearded man on the screen is actually such a strong man!

An Yi drew out his sword, and said leisurely: "If you want to blame, it's because you chose the wrong opponent."

Fifth Form of Dragon Slaying Nine Swords - Autumn Mark!

Completely different from the first four moves, the fifth sword is silent.

Just like the fallen leaves in autumn, they fall silently and quietly, extremely quiet, without any waves.

The corner of Sadokir's mouth curled up into a faint smile, and he couldn't even feel the pain of this sword.

But he is dead.

At some point, the black blade had already scratched his throat, and blood bloomed...

Pfft!

Sadokir fell to the ground.

"Go, Husky!"

An Yi retracted his sword and said lightly.

Chapter 373

Sadokir's death shocked everyone in the base.

The leader of heaven, twelve SSS-level, the most powerful with the title of angel fell!

This is a huge impact on the entire killer world!

The silvery white and cold moonlight spread over the bald head like a tulle, reflecting the light.

That man, holding a black sword in one hand, stood there like a god of war.

Nako Mikawa, licking her fingers, with a morbid obsession in her eyes.

This man is not only charming, but also terrifyingly powerful!

An Yi held the Dragon Tooth Demon Sword, glanced at Nako Mikawa from the corner of her eye, feeling extremely headache.

He was almost certain that he had already worn out.

In the fight with Sadokir just now, the tricks he showed cannot be said to have nothing to do with the Ninja Alliance, it has nothing to do with it!

Next, how to deal with this woman!

……

"Is Jiro Ito so strong?"

A killer couldn't help asking quietly.

Everyone was silent.

Jiro Ito?

No, absolutely impossible!

No one believed that that mediocre bald man from the Izumo country would have such a powerful strength!

Kill the leader of heaven with one person's strength!

This is already the pinnacle of combat power in the world!

Musketeer Kevin smiled.

Then, he slapped the table with his palm, attracting everyone's attention, and then collected the banknotes on the table: "I am the only one who bet on Boss for two thousand, and all the money belongs to me!"

In an instant, the silent hall became chaotic again, and a group of people broke out.

"Get out, why are you betting on the Boss!"

"Fart! This is my money, this is my money!"

"Squeeze him!"

"I suggest that the money should be used as our Rakshasa fund to buy wine!"

"Damn it, you didn't bet a penny!"

……

Hell.

Fresh blood, with a strong smell of blood, filled the hall.

"what!"

A guard with a broken leg and covered in blood screamed. His throat was pierced by a long halberd, and the icy tip of the halberd protruded.

Flick the halberd!Blood is flying!

The doorman died tragically!

A tall man with short gray hair and a red cloak stood in front of the hall.

A pair of cold eyes, full of evil spirit, stepped into the hall.

Followed by a group of people wearing the special costumes of the underworld, lined up.

"King Chu Jiang, this is the palace master's site, what do you want to do?"

An old man asked, looking at the tall, long-haired man holding a scepter.

"Yin Caosi, do you really not understand, or are you pretending to be confused?"

King Chujiang stared at him coldly and asked.

Yin Caosi's eyes dimmed.

The battle between the underworld is no longer a day or two.

When Lin Lan won the position of Hell, King Chu Jiang was always the most dissatisfied.

Therefore, it has also brought about open and secret struggles in the past ten years.

It's just that he didn't expect that the king of Chu Jiang actually did something to force the palace!

"King Chujiang, are you crazy! It's a troubled time right now, do you really want to die in hell?"

Yincao Si's old face was full of wrinkles, and his whole hand was shaking because of anger.

King Chujiang showed indifference, and said lightly: "Lin Lan is a woman who is in charge of the power of the underworld, and has no strength at all. Do you think the people of the underworld can bear it?"

"Over the years, the merits of the palace master are obvious to all. You have turned the world around many times and brought the underworld to where it is today. Because of this, do you think the palace master is unworthy?" Yin Caosi asked angrily.

"Oh, interesting! A woman who only knows how to play tricks, why should she be the palace master? If King Chujiang is the palace master, she must be better than that woman!"

A middle-aged man with a pale face in a red cloak said leisurely.

Seeing the red cloak, Yin Caosi's face was gloomy.

The red cloak is the symbol of the ten Hades.

On the back of this middle-aged man's cloak, the word reincarnation is impressively written!

The Ten Kings of Hades, the Wheel-Running King!

Before Yin Caosi came back to his senses.

Two other men with the same red cloaks appeared from the entrance of the main hall, walked in, and walked forward slowly to say hello.

"Yincao Division, stay safe and sound!"

"Emperor Song, King Biancheng..."

A look of horror appeared on the face of Yincao Si: "You guys, what qualifications do you have to use the title of Great Xia's Ten Kings of Hades! You have completely lost the face of Great Xia for 5000 years!"

The king of Hades in the fourth hall forced the palace!They came prepared!

Yincao Division held his crutches and said angrily, "As long as I am alive, I will definitely not let you in..."

Stab it!

The halberd swept across, and an old head rolled to the ground dripping with blood.

Yin Caosi's body fell down with a thud.

The King of Chujiang put away his halberd, looked at the majestic and majestic palace full of the ancient style of Daxia, and said indifferently: "Everyone, kill! Those who capture Lin Lan will be rewarded!"

A group of warriors dressed in underworld costumes took out their long knives and rushed into the hall.

The corner of Chujiang King's mouth curled into a smile as he polished the ring on his finger.

ten years!

It took him ten years to single-handedly plan this infighting.

It's finally time to close the net.

Song Diwang smiled and said, "It's not easy. After being beaten and oppressed by that woman for more than ten years, it's finally over now."