From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle Chapter 224

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Immediately afterwards, a dozen men in black quickly walked out from around the corner.

The leading bald man walked out of the crowd with a hideous face, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and smiled coldly:

"Hey, that old boy, is there any shameless guy, hand over the information of the dungeon, I will leave you a whole body."

For more than half a year, in this rapidly deteriorating continent, in this chaotic era, except for the important cities of several great empires, which can still be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment, most places are mixed with good and bad people, and people have long lost their moral bottom line , there is no concept of good and evil at all.

He may be a farmer, cook, or mercenary during the day, but at night he can transform into a robber, butcher or even a perverted devil. As long as he can live comfortably and recklessly, who cares about the lives of others.

"Old man, I told you earlier that the bar is too messy and not suitable for trading. You must choose this place. This time, you can agree to send you out safely. You will be charged at least fifty gold coins."

Ling Fei looked around, chuckled lightly, and teased old Henry.

Henry, an old guy, when he heard that he was going to charge fifty gold coins, his face became extremely ugly. He opened his mouth, intending to bargain, but he finally closed his mouth honestly when he looked at the dozen or so black-clothed men with strong aura around him. on the mouth.

"Hey, I really don't know you are so young if you don't listen to the voice, boy, you are quite confident. If that's the case, let you show me—Andre of the night ghost mercenary group is amazing."

The bald man didn't feel annoyed, he drew a big knife from his back, stood in front of his chest, and assumed a fighting posture.

"Are you sure you're going to fight me alone? Otherwise, you two should fight together."

Ling Fei looked at the bald head, a little restlessness surged in his mind again, and then he said mockingly.

The bald man didn't answer, but his face became very gloomy. It was obvious that this was a kind of provocation and disregard.

Admittedly, he was irritated by the nonchalant attitude of the shady boy.

With a loud shout, the whole body rushed forward fiercely, and the big knife slashed down from top to bottom. Ling Fei didn't even move his footsteps, but just turned slightly to avoid the knife, and said with disdain and sarcasm:

"Is this the amount of patience?"

However, the strange thing is that the bald man showed a strange smile.

Ling Fei was taken aback for a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to move with his waist, but it seemed that he was still half a beat behind.

The shadow of the knife that passed by just now shattered and disappeared in an instant, and another light of the knife suddenly appeared on top of his head, and quickly chopped off his head, only to feel a cold air approaching his face.

The sudden change caught Ling Fei by surprise, he could only kick his feet hard, leaped behind him, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment, narrowly dodging the blade.

But there was a sound of stabbing, but the black cloak was not spared. With a flash of the knife, it was torn into two halves, revealing the face of the mysterious man.

I saw a young face exposed under the cloak. The boy's complexion was resolute, with sharp edges and corners, his silver eyes were exceptionally clear, his hard silver hair stood on end, and there was a dark forehead guard on his forehead.

Looking further down, the weirdest thing is that the boy's arms are dark red in pitch black, with protruding blood vessels, and the thick joints are muscular, which is at least twice as thick as a normal person's arms. Normal people can have.

The huge arm is locked by two huge black iron locks at the wrist guard and the arm guard, and the two iron locks are connected by diamond chains. A wave of evil spirit is churning endlessly on the arm.

"Hey, it really is like what the old man said, there are still many weird things in this world, arrogance is courting death."

Ling Fei reached out and touched the scratches on the breastplate, whispering to himself.

Then he raised his head and showed a bright smile, with a faint hint of excitement in the smile.

"Since you want to die, you can't blame me. Hey, Cassia, I have to work."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the weird giant sword from behind with his left hand, ready to fight.

"Hey hey hey! Ling Fei, as I said earlier, what is the happiest thing about being a human being? It is to be honest about one's desires and indulge one's soul. Since they want to die, let them atone for their sins with blood...Ahahaha."

A sharp, seductive voice came from the giant sword, and everyone couldn't help but shudder. It turned out that a purple magic eye grew strangely on the blade of the huge black giant sword.

The huge purple magic eyes are very weird. He turned around and swept away the people around him one by one. Everyone who was stared at by him would emit a chill from the soles of his feet and rush straight overhead.

The bald man, with a pale complexion, stammered and said

"Ghost...Ghost God...Sword Demon, you are Ghost Swordsman Ling Fei!"

"Huh? I said Ling Fei. I never thought you would be famous in the mainland. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Even such a small person knows your name, hehehe."

The giant sword let out a ghostly exclamation, which seemed to be a compliment, but it was full of ridicule.

Ling Fei curled his lips bored, and said disdainfully:

"It's an insult to say my name from these little thieves, Cassia, stop talking nonsense, finish the work quickly, so I can go back to sleep, I'm a little tired today."

"Hey hey, as you wish!"

The bald-headed Andre trembled, and his eyes were full of horror. He knew that this time he had offended someone who shouldn't be offended.

This Killing God, nicknamed Ghost God Sword Demon, is just like his name, he is an out-and-out devil. It is said that he has a weird personality, a bad temper, and often kills violently because of trivial matters. He is not so famous. On the mainland, it might as well be that he has a bad reputation.

Andre took two steps back in embarrassment, tried to show a seemingly gentle and harmless smile and said:

"Lord Lingfei, everyone is just making a living. You won't make things difficult for us little fellows, will you? Isn't this a loss of your own worth?"

At this time, Ling Fei was silent, his complexion became extremely ferocious, the blue veins on his forehead squirmed like small snakes, his silver eyes were bloodshot all over the whites of his eyes, his teeth were clenched tightly, as if he was going through some painful process .

When the silver eyeballs were completely replaced by the monster purple, he let out a long breath just now, and the sound of exhaling was very long, as long as ten seconds.

At this moment, the aura of Ling Fei's whole body changed, it was cold, bloodthirsty, and there was an inhuman cruelty, which was very strange.

He turned his neck, made two slaps, then tilted his head, squinted at the people around him, his voice became extremely low, and said jokingly:

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