Tang Yun waited for the familiar green light to appear, his acting skills were as good as ever, and he walked out in a daze.
Although with his current strength, he could easily kill Zhao Guang instantly with a sneak attack, but in order to more conveniently 'gather monsters' and allow Zhao Guang to attract more villagers, Tang Yun still pinched his nose and endured.
South?
No!
west side...
It wasn't until Zhao Guang turned the corner and was only a few hundred meters away from the altar that Tang Yun finally took action.
The wind howled and the thunder roared.
For a moment, Zhao Guang fell to the ground.
As he died, he covered his pierced neck and couldn't say a word.
"I'm really sorry."
Tang Yun squatted down, took off the glove in his hand and put it on. Although it was a bit inappropriate, the spikes on this thing were easier to kill than a short spear.
Looking at the densely packed and stunned villagers, Tang Yun covered up the remaining confusion on his face: "Although I know it's a projection, I still don't get used to this kind of killing..."
As soon as the words fell, blood flowers flew everywhere, and bright red sprayed, as if a layer of blurry and intoxicating scarlet-scented red mist rose in this silent alley, and corpses fell one after another, as if they were staging a pantomime.
All that could be heard was the thunder of clouds, the howling of the wind, and... the insignificant sound of corpses falling to the ground.
(11/12)
How many people were killed?
Tang Yun didn't remember. At first, he deliberately remembered the numbers, but later his nose was filled with the smell of blood, and he gradually became immersed in this depressing atmosphere.
"One more to go."
He murmured, his eyes filled with dense bloodshot eyes, looking at him like a demon crawling out of the abyss, his whole body soaked in blood, the pungent smell of blood mixed with the murderous aura in the sky, making people feel chills in their limbs.
Ding dong~
The glove fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hand and stopped in mid-air. Countless corpses were lying beside him, covering the road. Under the light of lightning, it was as if a thick red "one" was thrown out by a wolf hair between the sky and the earth.
"Why isn't it raining?"
Tang Yun lowered his head, looked at his blood-stained palms, and twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly: "I forgot that the rain... stopped a long time ago."
When the rain stops, the blood cannot be washed away.
He smiled dejectedly, reached the intersection, bent down to pick up the short spear, and walked towards the altar step by step, leaving footprints full of blood.
Killing people is also very tiring, Tang Yun wants to rest.
"who?"
Mu Qingrou moved her hands for a moment, then looked up when she heard the sound. When she saw the bloody man standing at the door, she subconsciously held her breath. She felt a chill suddenly rising from the soles of her feet and couldn't help but shudder.
Mu Qingrou reacted and instinctively took out a pill from her arms. She pressed it with her thumb and saw it draw an arc and shoot it into Li Biao's mouth instantly.
"Li Hui, Li Biao, kill him."
"Oh, that's it."
Tang Yun stared at Li Hui blankly, and suddenly smiled. The flash of lightning made his face extremely ferocious: "Even if Li Biao is not turned into a corpse by Zhao Guang, you still have a backup method."
I saw the unconscious Li Biao. After swallowing the pill, his body swelled up visibly. In the blink of an eye, he was on par with Wang Gui. With a roar, he broke free of his shackles and rushed towards Tang Yun.
Buzz~
The short spear pierced the air, speeding like thunder and lightning.
The two daggers were like snakes, shooting out in an instant.
Ding dong, pfft~
Tang Yun pulled out the short spear that pierced Li Hui's eyebrows, let go of his hand and dropped the limp and boneless body, staring indifferently at the charging Li Biao, and moved his body skills.
Seeing him ducking to Li Biao's side like a ghost, he stretched out his hand and pulled out his spear. He stabbed Li Biao's temple with great precision and force. With the spurting of bone stubble and blood, the spearhead emerged from the other side.
Elite monster?
After all, they are just little monsters.
He pulled out his weapon and sprayed a bunch of plasma on his face, adding a bit of ferocity, and rushed towards Mu Qingrou like electricity.
Rumble...
The thunder was deafening, and the heavy rain fell again, like holy water that purified the sins in the world, washing away the filth in the world.
Wherever Tang Yun passed, there was a trace of eye-catching and dazzling blood. The clothes soaked in blood were mixed with rain and fell to the ground at this moment. The blood was so rich that even the rain could not wash it away.
"You crazy person."
Mu Qingrou held a bone pen in her hand and her pretty face was ashen: "How many people have you killed? Ten, a hundred, or the whole village? You can even kill your own parents. You are such a beast and you are not a son of man."
She shook off the bone pen and threw the skull cup on the ground casually. She wiped her delicate hand from her waist, and with a crackling sound, the silver snake flashed and burst into stars all over the sky, crushing the rain curtain and coming towards Tang Yun.
Kill, kill, kill!
Needless to say, one of them must die.
Tang Yun held the short spear in his hand and made a low buzzing whistle.
The spearhead collided with the raindrops, like a wild dragon hovering in the air, biting the moving soft sword accurately, and then the wrist shook, and the force spit out a wisp of sparks, piercing Mu Qingrou's snow-white wrist.
How can it be?
Mu Qingrou's eyes were horrified, she stepped back quickly, the hand holding the sword trembled, and she looked at Tang Yun with disbelief. How could this guy become so strong in just a few days? He was even better than himself!
Buzz…
Ding dong, bang!
Mu Qingrou was kicked in the abdomen, causing cramping pain in her brain. Her complexion instantly turned pale. If she was still shocked just now, she was now terrified.
She never expected that the other party seemed to know her very well, and he could control the changes in the strength of her sword and the rhythm of her breath to a terrifying level, as if... he had fought with her more than once.
Bang, bang...
The sound of dense collisions, mixed with the violent wind and rain, echoed in the courtyard for a long time. Occasionally, sparks appeared like hallucinations, like a fleeting stream of light, extremely eye-catching and dazzling, but disappeared extremely quickly.
point!
Suddenly, Mu Qingrou found a chance and stepped forward without hesitation. She extended her soft sword to crush the raindrops. Like a dexterous snake, it passed through Tang Yun's armpit. The tip of the sword was raised strangely, forming an almost perfect arc.
Attack the enemy's back of the head.
Tang Yun grinned, and as if he had expected it, he reached out and clamped the opponent's wrist, pressed down hard, and at the same time, the short spear burst out with murderous intent, and penetrated directly into Mu Qingrou's chin from bottom to top.
The terrifying force instantly shattered her mandible, and the remaining force penetrated into her brain, and her heavenly spirit burst out of her bones.
The battle came to an abrupt end.
Mu Qingrou's beautiful eyes dimmed quickly, and she still stared at him with confusion until she died, as if she wanted to ask something...
"You have used this trick before."
Tang Yun let go indifferently and watched as her body was smashed into the rain, causing large splashes of water. The overflowing plasma quickly mixed with the rainwater, forming a magnificent bright red color.
call……
Back to reality.
The exhausted Tang Yun fell into a deep sleep instantly. It was not the physical exhaustion, but the mind...
In a daze, he seemed to have had a dream.
Nightmare.
The villagers he killed came back to life, chattering in his ears like ghosts.
Tang Yun responded indifferently: "I can kill you once, and I can kill you countless times, whether you are alive or dead, whether you are human or ghost."