Li Xinghe sat lonely next to the old, short coffin, chatting with each other.
Until Li Hongtian appeared at the door and said softly: "Grandpa... there is someone coming from outside the city."
"Okay, old man, it's time for me to go."
Li Xinghe sighed, stood up, and patted the coffin gently, but his expression quickly changed suddenly, and he realized something!
The next second, he opened the coffin directly.
Looking at the empty coffin, Li Xinghe was silent for a moment, then placed his hand on the other coffin without leaving a trace, feeling it.
He coughed awkwardly.
Li Xinghe pretended to be nonchalant, put his hands behind his back, and turned to leave.
The fact that I cried into the wrong coffin must not be revealed even to death. Otherwise, when I see Zhang Ziliang after death, I will be mercilessly ridiculed.
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At this time, Wang Ye already had a terrifying penetrating wound the size of a fist on his chest.
As for other knife marks, sword marks, and scratches, there are countless more.
Wang Ye just sat on the ground, breathing heavily and trying to regain his condition.
Three days...
He spent three days fighting to death eight heavenly kings and seven star kings.
And he has just stepped into the level of Xingjun. When word of this kind of record spreads, it can only be described as terrifying.
"Eleven to go."
It took Wang Ye a full hour to barely regain his ability to move. He stood up with support on the wall, took a deep breath, took out two balls of blood filled with vitality, and swallowed it.
The wound gradually healed, but it could be seen that Wang Ye's condition was still not very good at this time.
But there was not much time left for him.
The Locking God Formation is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
Zhang Ziliang sacrificed too much of his life for this game. If he didn't kill them all, he would always feel like he was at a huge loss.
What makes Wang Ye feel a little strange is that until now, he has not seen the body belonging to Liang Zhishui. Is it in the deepest part of the city?
Wang Ye casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took off the ghost uniform that had been scrapped again, tore it into strips of cloth, and tied the handle of the ghost sword directly to his hand.
With his current strength, he could no longer hold the Ghost Sword tightly.
"Next one."
Wang Ye gradually stood up and walked firmly towards the direction where the next star king was trapped.
The moment Wang Ye stepped into this star king's place, a dark sword light flashed away in the night!
Wang Ye's expression changed, and he subconsciously stepped back, narrowly avoiding the blade.
But after all, a slight wound appeared on the neck, and a few drops of blood continued to fall along the wound.
so close...
If his reaction is even slower for one second, I'm afraid his head will be separated from his body.
"Who are you!"
In the darkness, after one blow missed, the Star Lord did not take action again, but hid himself in the darkness and asked in a cold voice.
Wang Ye did not speak, but blocked his vitality, and also used darkness to cover his figure.
But the smell of blood permeating his wound was still too obvious after all.
Seeing that Wang Ye didn't speak, a cold look flashed in Xingjun's eyes, and he quietly touched where Wang Ye was.
After seeing Wang Ye's figure, he chopped it off without hesitation.
The figure split into two.
But Xingjun didn't relax at all. Instead, his expression changed and he retreated into the distance.
This feeling is definitely not human!
be cheated!
On the ground, a human skin clone was stained with a lot of blood.
sometimes...
Disadvantages can also be actively turned into advantages.
Wang Ye silently approached the star king in the darkness, and did not swing the ghost knife in his hand. The movement was too big.
He didn't know when he had already grasped the boning knife tightly in his left hand, and then gently handed it to Xingjun's waist.
Under the pain, the Xingjun did not panic. With many years of combat experience, he suddenly accelerated, rushed forward two steps, forcibly pulled his body out of the boning knife, and rolled around on the ground. , the knife in his hand swung back without hesitation.
According to the normal process, this knife will not hit anyone, but it can force the opponent back and give himself a chance to breathe.
Can...
bingo!
Wang Ye didn't seem to notice the knife and let it slash hard at his waist. The knife almost completely penetrated Wang Ye's body.
There was no change in his expression, and his muscles tightened to clamp the blade.
Xing Jun didn't seem to expect that Wang Ye would fight so hard. His expression changed wildly, and with a little panic, he let go of the handle of the knife and continued to escape.
Can...
After all, a second was wasted.
Wang Ye would rather get hurt than fight, just for this second.
The Ghost Sword in his hand perfectly hid himself invisible in the dark night, slashed across the night sky, and struck Xingjun on the neck.
The next second, the body and head were separated.
Wang Ye did not relax his vigilance, but swung the knife again, chopped the corpse into pieces, including the head, and divided it into half. After ensuring that there was no possibility of the corpse being resurrected, he breathed a sigh of relief and chopped off the corpse that was still in his body. The knife was drawn out.
Blood gushed out wildly from the wound.
Wang Ye took out a few herbs, crushed them, and applied them to the wound.
In an instant, his face turned pale, sweat kept flowing down his forehead, and even his body twitched slightly due to pain.
Wang Ye thinks he is not a genius.
At least it's not the kind of protagonist template that you can challenge as soon as you advance.
He was able to kill every Star Lord who was not weaker than him, or even stronger than him in this God-locking formation, relying on... this kind of recklessness.
Those star kings...
I've been on top for too long.
It has been so long that I have forgotten my fighting instinct and courage to fight.
They may even wonder how someone could not hide from a sword but use their body to resist.
Incredible.
And they died in this incredible situation.
There has never been any so-called genius. If you want to survive in battles again and again, you can only be more ruthless, more desperate, and more unexpected than them!
until...
If you meet a being who is more ruthless than yourself, you will die naturally.
This is the world in Wang Ye's eyes.
It's only fair that the weak eat the strong.
As long as you are cruel enough, the King of Heaven can kill Star Lord!
"Ten."
Wang Ye silently put away all the items on the Xingjun's body, and then stood up with the ghost knife. There were only ten people left, but he had no trump cards.
If it hadn't been for the sudden surge of energy in the three eternal nights, he would have already exhausted his energy at this time.
In three days, there were more than ten life-and-death battles.
Under this super intensity, his muscles were shaking a little, and his brain was subconsciously feeling tired.
but...
Wang Ye felt that as long as he survived this time, his strength might improve rapidly.
