His gaze pierced through the crowd and collided with Xie Jiuhan in the air. In an instant, two completely different temperants clashed, and it was as if even space had frozen.
With just a look, the Sword God knew that Xie Jiuhan, who was killing crazily, was definitely one of the few powerful figures he had seen. Ever since he stopped going to the battlefield, it had been a long ti since he had encountered such a powerful expert. He felt that he could have a good fight today.
The Sword God rubbed his palms together in excitent. All his muscles were jumping, and the blood in his body was already boiling. He was born fond of fighting, and he yearned to fight, especially in life and death battles.
“Mr. Qingyi, I know you’re here. We’re all mbers of the organization. Why don’t we kill Xie Jiuhan together? As long as you’re willing, I can give you a billion.” The Sword God was in no hurry to make a move. Instead, he shouted loudly.
He didn’t know who Mr. Qingyi was, but he knew that Mr. Qingyi was very good at using poison. If he could pull him in, the two of them could deal with Xie Jiuhan together. It would definitely be safe.
“I’m a poison expert, not a fighting expert. The Ninth Master is so powerful, I won’t fight him,” Feng Qing replied in a man’s voice.
The Sword God shook his head, feeling a little disappointed. He was disappointed for Mr. Qingyi. It looked like Mr. Qingyi didn’t have the life to get rich. This ti, he had co with the confidence to kill Xie Jiuhan. In order to get him to make a move, Xie Weiting had taken out all his wealth. After taking soone’s money, he had to help them get rid of the disaster. No matter how he looked at it, Xie Jiuhan had to die.
“Hahaha, Xie Jiuhan, the Sword God is here. Just wait to die! Xie Jiuhan, I want to chop off your four limbs and make you into a pupa to soak in the dicinal wine. I want you to beg for death. As for your delicate wife, she ruined my happiness, so I want to violate her again and again in front of you. I want you to watch helplessly as I torture her.” Xie Weiting shouted crazily like a lunatic.
Xie Jiuhan had no ti to pay attention to him. He was surrounded by more than a hundred rcenaries. He jumped, hid, and counterattacked. His movents were natural and smooth, filled with an artistic feeling. It was as if killing was a very enjoyable thing for him.
There were countless injured and dead rcenaries. They had tried many thods of assault, but they were all useless. Xie Jiuhan was like a loach that slipped until they couldn’t touch him.
A rcenary took the chance and threw a grenade at Xie Jiuhan. As long as the grenade exploded nearby, thousands of steel balls could shoot Xie Jiuhan into a sieve.
“Hey, you dropped your things!” Xie Jiuhan’s cold voice sounded.
The rcenary’s expression froze. He raised his head and t Xie Jiuhan’s eyes. That bone-chilling gaze made his mind blank. In the next second, Xie Jiuhan released his grip and the grenade that was thrown just now returned to the rcenary’s hands.
Bang!
The rcenary’s idea succeeded. Soone had beco a sieve, but it was him. Because the location of the explosion was relatively narrow, the steel balls from the explosion instantly killed dozens of rcenaries nearby.
Xie Weiting was anxious. He didn’t expect that so many people couldn’t kill Xie Jiuhan, in the end, most of his people were killed by him. Xie Jiuhan, are you polite?
“Trash, a bunch of useless people. What international rcenary? I have to do it myself!” Xie Weiting roared.
Before he could finish his sentence, he picked up a rocket launcher and bombarded Xie Jiuhan regardless of the number of rcenaries in front of him.
Bang, bang…
Several rockets exploded in succession, and dozens of rcenaries received their bentos without even letting out a scream. The places that had been bombarded were all burning with flas.
Looking at the fallen rcenaries, the Sword God and the other rcenaries looked at Xie Weiting with ugly expressions. Their brothers had been killed by their employer, and it had touched their bottom line.
Xie Weiting didn’t care about the rcenaries’ attitude. It was just a few rcenaries who had died. He would just give them another sum of money.
“Is Xie Jiuhan dead? That was a rocket, he must have died. I succeeded, hahaha…” Xie Weiting smiled sickly.
Amidst the flas, a slender and elegant figure slowly appeared. Under the contrast of the flas, it was as if a demon had walked out of hell. Xie Jiuhan coughed lightly and removed his burning clothes. Seeing that he was not dead, Xie Weiting’s laughter stopped abruptly as if soone had strangled his neck.
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