Zhiyuan, whose arm was cut off, was half-kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth and holding back the pain.
Through the fight just now, Zhiyuan knew the man's true strength.
That's not all that's scary.
The wound on Zhiyuan's arm was emitting bursts of black air, and the wound was getting worse.
"Your knife is poisonous!"
Zhiyuan glanced at his wound, spit out a large mouthful of black blood, and said weakly to the man.
Putting poison on the knife shows no martial ethics.
"You are wrong. I did not put poison on the sword god. This is the true energy I cultivated."
The man slowly walked up to Zhiyuan, raised his hand and chopped off his head with a knife.
Zhiyuan, who was at the peak of the God of War, was killed by a man like this.
"Brother!"
Seeing Zhiyuan being killed by a man, Zhiheng shouted with tears in his eyes.
"I'll fight you!"
His senior brother for many years was killed like this. Zhiheng could no longer restrain his emotions and rushed towards the man with a roar.
Even if his internal energy has not recovered yet, Zhiheng will still have to fight with the man!
"court death!"
Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you.
The man sneered, raised his hand and swung the knife towards Zhiheng.
A black blade breath flew out of the waist knife and went straight to Zhiheng.
The breath of the blade is very fast.
Zhiheng had no time to defend himself, and was split into two by the blade's breath. His body fell to the ground, and his death was very ugly.
Seeing this scene, Xue Mei was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, her face pale and sweat dripping from her face.
The maids who were following Xue Mei had never seen such a scene before, and they were all frightened and fainted.
Is this, is this a human or a ghost?
It only took two rounds for him to kill two masters who were at the peak of the God of War realm.
"You have already seen my strength. Are you still worried that I can't kill that Su Changfeng?"
The man put away his sword, walked up to Xue Mei, smiled at her, and reached out to help her up.
"You, who are you?"
"My name is Black Blade."
After saying that, Hei Ren rolled up his right sleeve and showed Xue Mei the tattoo on his right arm.
The tattoo on Black Blade's right arm is exactly a ball of dark flames.
"You are from the Dark Temple!"
Xue Mei had heard Han Xinyuan mention the name of the Dark Temple before, and had also seen the tattoo symbol of the Dark Temple.
Unexpectedly, the Northern Hungarian royal family actually invited people from the Dark Temple to help them.
Having seen Xue Mei's strength, she felt instantly confident and nodded towards Black Blade.
"Have you, the Dark Temple, also intervened in this matter?"
With the Dark Temple dealing with Su Changfeng, it is not something that can be easily accomplished.
"This operation is a private operation and has nothing to do with the Dark Temple."
Black Blade's answer undoubtedly poured cold water on Xue Mei, who was in high spirits.
The purpose of helping Black Blade this time is purely to return a favor to the Northern Hungarian royal family, and does not represent the Dark Temple.
"Don't worry, I will kill Su Changfeng."
Hei Ren rolled up his sleeves and assured Xue Mei.
From his debut to now, Black Blade has never failed.
There is no one who cannot be killed before him.
"I believe you, I'm waiting here for your good news."
With Hei Ren's words, Xue Mei felt relieved and nodded.
"Just in case, I give this elixir to you. You can take it at the critical moment, it will save your life."
Just as Black Blade was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and took out a black pill from his inner pocket and handed it to Xue Mei.
Watching Xue Mei take the elixir, Hei Ren showed an evil smile on his face.