The commander LV Mo stares at Lin Hao, who is still morbid and pale, but he is not in a hurry to order Lin Hao to be killed.

What he likes most is that the enemy can't survive or die under his own torture. Others are afraid of killing gods in white, but he is not afraid.

Lin Hao has been surrounded by more than a hundred good hands under his command, and he has a master who has already broken through to the sixth level martial arts master. It's hard for him to escape when he is immortal.

His ferocious face showed a kind of satisfaction as if everything was in his hand. He said slowly, "I want you to know the end of fighting against my blood demon mercenary regiment. Do you know a boy who didn't know how to praise and asked him to contribute his wife, but he refused to fight to death. What happened in the end. "

there was a ferocious color on the head's face, and the scar was even more ferocious and terrifying.

"I married his wife in front of him, and then let the brothers in the regiment turn her around. All day, the boy couldn't see it and wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself. Guess what. I'm not willing to die on the street when I lose my teeth. "

A trace of irony rose from the corner of the commander's mouth. "Lao Tzu thought it was her wife's blessing. He dared to resist. Naturally, Lao Tzu could make his life worse than death. People who are against me, no matter what kind of bullshit, kill God in white? In Laozi's eyes, it's a bigger mole ant. I have plenty of ways to kill you! Kneel down and beg me. Maybe I'm in a good mood, and I can still keep your whole body. Otherwise, not only you, your family, your friends will die! Please! Kill the gods! Ha ha ha.

The headmaster's crazy high pitched voice suddenly set off a wave in the small hole, and all the members of his regiment also laughed, showing the color of arrogance.

Lin Hao's face showed a trace of anger. These RZ and pernicious things must be done. If he had done his best to fight Jiaolong, he would not have been able to fight back now even though he had been fighting against the blood demon mercenary regiment.

At this time, Lin Hao's body has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

The body, which is comparable to the magic weapon, has been scarred under the crazy attack of many enemies, and the blood is dripping on the white clothes.

Blood gurgled from the wounds on the body, flowed through the white shoes dyed red, and merged into a small water nest on the ground.

"Aren't you very powerful? Why, kill me!"

The sword light cuts out from LV Mo's ghost's big knife and cuts on Lin Hao's body.

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted from Lin Hao's mouth, splashing three feet high.

Lin Hao's face is like gold paper. The sword is on the ground. He holds the handle of the sword with both hands, but he can only support his body.

A drop of blood on Longyin sword falls, and it seems to cry for Lin Hao who is in the end.

"Get down on your knees! "

another sword light came from He Li's sword. It broke through Lin Hao's right chest with a puff. Blood flew out of his chest and spilled all over the ground.

Is the body breaking down?

Lin Hao tried to urge the Qi in his body, but he didn't respond at all. The mighty Qi was completely exhausted, and his empty body made Lin Hao's heart sink slowly.

Death?

Lin Hao is a little absent-minded.

He seemed to see death's sickle about to swing to himself, but his body could not squeeze out any strength to escape.

"Go to hell!"

Lin Hao was in a trance when he saw a black light condensing from the leader's hand. Then the light came out and flew to himself.

I can't escape.

The body has run out of oil, the lamp is dry, and there is no strength to escape.

Are you going to die?

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