Before the roar stopped, Liu Xiao turned into a streak of light and disappeared from the spot.
Where he originally stood, white mist was swaying and frost was gathering. Eight ice crystal giants were kneeling on one knee. The last ice giant was slowly standing up.
On the other side, Wu Jing, who was in the low building, broke out of the wall and flew toward the nearest agent.
Several previous instructions have been abolished, and now the master's requirements are extremely concise.
Kill everyone.
When Liu Xiao slashed out the dilapidated long sword, the agent in front of him did not realize that death was approaching.
When Tu Xiao slashed across the man's throat, he didn't even feel a trace of frustration.
When the man died, he remained stiff and still. Liu Xiao had already passed by several people and disappeared without a trace.
After a moment of silence, these empty-eyed representatives all knelt down and collapsed, their heads rolled down and blood splattered.
Swift as the wind, silent as the rain.
Liu Xiao seemed to be an incomprehensible blur of light and shadow, moving in the ambush circle carefully arranged by the agent.
Wherever he passes, there is no blood, only elegant despair.
The wind that should have hindered the body shape became a boost to promote every movement, making it extremely smooth and silky.
Step, soar, spin, land, slide, stagger, swing a sword, and walk quickly.
Like the moon covered by light clouds, like the snow covered by the flowing wind
If anyone could seriously appreciate his fighting and moving postures now, he would definitely be amazed, of course, as long as he lives to see it all.
Arrows were fired, and the agents almost gave up on Liu Xiao, who had disappeared, and turned their anger towards Wu Jing and the giant statue.
Not to mention Wu Jing, the new command allowed him to completely let himself go. As long as the target continued, it was like a clockwork and could not rest for a moment.
There is no doubt that the relatively slow-moving Colossus has become a target of concentrated fire.
Black arrows shot at them from all directions.
The arrow clusters pierced the ice giant's body, making only a crisp sound and not even a chance to leave scratches on the surface of the crystal-clear body.
The Ice Crystal Colossus is slightly inferior, leaving a lot of scratches, but that's all.
Turning his wrist, Tu Xiao drew a dark red light. The young woman's eyes were red as she was about to dodge. She had just made a ferocious expression on her plastic surgery face, and her upper body had already slid down diagonally.
Except for myself, no one in this residential building was still breathing.
Looking around, there were corpses everywhere.
Watching the warm plasma slowly spreading on the ground, looking at the remaining limbs and organs of the same kind, looking at the pale corpses with horrified expressions.
Liu Xiao was slightly stunned.
Deep in my heart, the violence that had been suppressed surged out, followed by heartfelt joy.
Sure enough, this is how a real battle should be, at the cost of life and death, without restrictions or considerations.
He glanced at Tu Xiao in his hand. The broken blade showed signs of being repaired. There was not a drop of blood on the dark red sword.
Be thirsty, they are really stupid to keep you.
Come, join me, and use the blood of thousands of creatures to pave the way for our own disaster.
Under the mask, Liu Xiao took a deep breath. The bloody air made him extremely intoxicated, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
Suddenly the wind blew and the figures dispersed.
When he reappeared, he was already in another tall building a hundred meters away.
Dozens of agents frantically smashed the light film guarding the magic circle. Their faces were ferocious and their eyes were crazy. Why, why was there such a layer of light curtain that had never been seen before blocking the way?
They want to run, want to leave here immediately.
In the distance, the ice giant rushed past, trampling the agent into flesh like a cockroach. The crisp sound of bone cracking made everyone's heart tremble.
The colossus suddenly waved its arms and grabbed one of the agents, clenching and unclenching its fists. The body, which was still intact with only its head and lower legs, fell to the ground.
Wu Jing knocked down a person, crushed the person's arms with his front foot, reached down, bit his head, pulled it gently, separated his hands, chewed it, and it was crunchy, as if he was eating a broad bean.
From the moment the guard circle was activated, the outcome here was destined to be a massacre without any suspense, a bloody game with no survivors.
The bow string was already hot, his breathing became heavy and short, and his arms were already a little numb and even trembling slightly.
A gauze robe made of the most expensive material on the planet represents the power and status of him and the forces behind him. In this hemisphere, except for those transformers who do not care about worldly affairs, other so-called similar human beings have already been played by them.
Between the palms of your hands.
But every arrow he shot should have easily penetrated any object. Why, it only left scratches on the surface of the giant statue.
China’s agents deceived us.
This is not a member of the Chinese Dragon Group at all, let alone a beast that a country can raise.
This damn thing is an elemental creation!
And the masked man who has long since disappeared, but must be harvesting lives somewhere, is definitely a pilgrim!
What he is facing are beasts, creatures and enemies that should not appear on the earth!
Changing the target, he angrily shot an arrow at the agents who were running wildly in the field, and the arrow instantly penetrated the man's chest.
His four companions witnessed all this and also realized the meaning behind the arrow.
They cannot leave and will surely die.
Fighting without resistance will always make people feel boring, dull and boring.
But for some people, it is different, because it represents the deprivation of the highest rights of living beings, using blood to compose violent poems, and the enemy's despair, panic and helplessness will make melodious melody play deep in the heart.
Liu Xiao used his masked face to approach a girl who was curled up in the corner and shivering.
The girl is beautiful and looks to be in her prime. She should be a high school student at this age.
"Don't, don't kill me, please, please."
The trembling cry can always arouse a sense of compassion.
Tears rolled down from her eyes uncontrollably, making her face stained with gray stains wet.
Liu Xiao retracted his protruding head, and his eyes revealed from the mask showed neither sadness nor joy.
"I am willing to be yours, and I will do whatever you want me to do!"
The girl seemed to see hope of life and begged further.
As he spoke, he unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, revealing his snow-white neck.
A dark red light flashed past, and she was a little confused as to why the person in front of her had turned around and left.
She wanted to cry, but she had no strength left. A sense of powerlessness made her eyelids heavy, and then her vision began to tilt.
Finally, she saw her headless body spurting blood, frozen in the act of unbuttoning the third button.
"Blood clothes!!"
"Blood clothes!!!!"
On top of a tall building, someone shouted angrily.
Liu Xiao turned a deaf ear and rushed into the crowd at the edge of the light film. Blood splattered in an instant, and everyone he passed was filled with sighs.
"I am Kuran from the Creation Society, and I want to talk to you!"
"This is a battle between you and the agent of China, please let us leave!"
"The Creation Society had some misunderstandings with you before, but that's in the past!"
More than a dozen agents fled in panic, but were pushed back by an invisible force. When they all passed by Liu Xiao, several sword shadows passed by, and when they landed, they were already cut into pieces.
pieces of meat.
"We represent the order of the earth! We are the only holy judges on this planet! Your enemy should not be the entire earth!"
"Earth civilization will enter the interstellar age! We will lead our race to unprecedented glory!"
"Think of your family! Friends! We can make them immortal!"
On another high-rise building, Wu Jing knocked down a man in a gauze robe. In just an instant, the man was torn into pieces.
"We can be your strongest backing! Your most powerful comrades!"
"These agents gave us wrong information, making us mistakenly think that you are a criminal who undermines the progress of civilization!"
"We come with peace and sincerity, and have no ill will towards you!"
Another teammate of Curran disappeared without a trace.
The only two left were looking at him with desperate and helpless eyes.
"We are all transformers! We are all the highest-level creatures on this planet! We should not kill each other!"
The high-rise building collapsed, and a man in gauze was forced to jump down to the ground. After deftly avoiding several tramples from the ice crystal giant, he was punched by the ice giant and hit the ground, leaving only blood, water and flesh.
"Tell me! What do you want! I will definitely satisfy you!"
There were not many people left alive in the field. Kulan roared eagerly and watched helplessly as the last comrade had his upper body bitten off by Wu Jing.
"Please answer me! Bloody clothes! Great Chinese pilgrim!"
A person was suspended in the air, and the eyes under the fox mask looked down at him.
Kuran's whole body trembled instinctively. Even though the two sides were dozens of meters apart, the strong killing intent and oppressive feeling made it almost impossible for him to think normally, and even breathing became difficult.
"The great...bloody coat."
Kuran knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and whispered, "Please...please forgive me, a despicable transformer."
"Bring me a message to the Genesis Society."
Liu Xiao said calmly.
"Please show me."
Kuran said solemnly, feeling extremely surprised that he could live!
As long as we can go back alive, we must tell them that the bloody clothes are so powerful that they must not be enemies with him! Unless our pilgrims can return to fight him!
The sword light flashed across his neck.
Kuran raised his head in disbelief and asked before he was dying.
"Why?"
"Forget it, I'll tell them myself."
After saying that, he turned around and flew away.