The God of Death
THE BLACK SCORPION GROUP
Huang Zixin instantly twisted her body while slashing into the person's neck.
A head rolled near the foot of one of the attackers.
Deg deg deg deg.Their heart beats irregularly.Some part of their guts is like evaporating carried by the wind.
How does the guts not shrink?In just a few breaths, the three of their comrades had met their death, even though they were the elite team of the group.
Seeing them silent for one breath, made Huang Zixin take advantage of the moment and instantly slashed at the two people who were on her left.
"Arrgggg" the screams of someone who got a serangat from Huang Zixin made his flock realize.
They saw that one more friend had lost his head, and the one who was screaming had lost one arm.
There were five people who were healthy and one who had lost his arm.
"Strike together!" one of them gave the order, and they directly attacked Huang Zixin together.
Huang Zixin fended off several swords directed at him.
He slashed his opponent's stomach horizontally and made it fall instantly with the stomach contents that almost came out.
Sraaak, one person was hit by a slash from his shoulder to his waist forming a long and deep slash.
Brukk.The person who was hit by the slash was unable to defend his body and life.
One slash Huang Zixin successfully repelled by his target,
huang Zixin kicked the person in the chest until he staggered back.
Not wasting a chance, the warlord nicknamed the god of death slashed his sword at the man's chest before he managed to stabilize his body.
Jleb.Huang Zixin stuck her sword right in the heart of the person behind her body until it reached her back.
And without mercy, he drew back his sword so quickly that the body immediately collapsed as it was lifeless.
The two remaining people from the plot felt the air around them getting colder.
They saw Huang Zixin stepping towards them by holding a sword that had been colored red and a rancid smelling liquid that kept dripping from the sword.
It was the blood of his friends, and perhaps soon the blood of the two of them would also adorn the sword.
Huang Zixin directly attacked the two of them. Trang trang trang, the three swords continued to clash endlessly.
The two men tried hard to resist Huang Zixin's attack so as not to hit their bodies.
"If there's a chance, we should get out of here" one of the men told a friend as they moved away from Huang Zixin.
"Yes, we must not die in vain here." replied his friend determinedly.
Huang Zixin smirked at their conversation.
"Want to go? One who has met the god of death, can only go to hell." said the god of death with a slanted smile staring at the two men.
Those who heard his words immediately broke out in a cold sweat.It seems like there will indeed be no turning back for them.
Without wasting any time, he instantly unsheathed his sword at the two people.
No matter how hard they try to fend off an attack, they are not a balanced opponent for the god of death.
One head separated from his body.
sraing, one more slash ended the fight.
Just now Huang Zixin heaved a sigh of relief, her ears that had sharp hearing heard extremely smooth movements from the roof of the building that was behind her body.
He took out a sword lying on the ground, and his body twisted while throwing the sword to the roof.
The prince immediately ran after the man who had been watching him since.
Huang Zixin threw a poisoned dagger and stuck it on the person's shoulder which made his movements stop instantly.
"Haha...It's worth being called the god of death." Feeling his escape failed, the man who turned out to be the man stopped and turned his body to face Huang Zixin.
"I didn't get that nickname by just standing idly by." replied Huang Zixin coldly.
"Don't they....?" huang Zixin's eyes narrowed as she recalled Murong's report a few days ago.
"Why did you attack Wang's residence?" although Huang Zixin was usually lazy to talk, but she had to confirm her guess which a few seconds ago flashed across her mind.
"You don't need to know the reason." the man directly attacked Huang Zixin by unsheathing his sword.
Huang Zixin quickly repelled the attack, then twisted her body.
His sword lodged on the man's back and left an elongated wound.
Only with two moves did Huang Zixin manage to injure him.
"Hiyaaa" the man again attacked Huang Zixin.
many times the man tried to hurt his opponent, but his attacks were always deflected easily.
If only the man had fought Li Jingmi or Li Minghao, perhaps he would have won a landslide victory.
But at this time his opponent was the king of war, the ruler of the battlefield nicknamed the god of death.
Huang Zixin's sword again scratched his opponent after several times successfully repelled.
This time his wound from his shoulder to his waist formed a sash.
Bruukk.The man fell on his knees.
Without wasting any time, Huang Zixin immediately slashed her sword at the man's neck.
No need for interrogation to find out who they are and behind the scenes mastermind.He has a lot of spies scattered in many places.
Introgation is a futile thing, a waste of time and energy.Because they will definitely not confess.That is the thought of the prince.
He examined the body of the man who already did not have the head.There is a black scorpion tattoo on the back of his left hand.
The prince then opened their face coverings one by one.
Indeed there are some differences with the residents of this Hansui country from their facial features.
This further reinforces his conjecture that the attackers had something to do with Murong's report a few days ago.
"There must be someone who set it.And that person must have power or a strong position." the prince always analyzed things quickly.
Wang Xuemin and some of the sword team people from the unharmed Zie zhen army came over to the prince.
"Your Majesty" said they compactly. "What about our wounded people?" the prince immediately rose from his position examining the faces of the attackers.
"Hamba has already called out to the glorious snake team, and they are being dealt with."
"Call Murong immediately!There is a special duty for him." said the prince.
"Good noble." Someone answered him quickly.
"Your majesty, I feel like there's something weird about them." Wang Xuemin, who was also a member of Zie shen's army, observed some of the corpses in the area.
Huang Zixin looked at Wang Xuemin asking for an explanation.
"They seem a little different to the people here." Wang Xuemin directly said his thoughts.
"They are not residents of Hansui. It seems like this has to do with the activities on the western border lately.Find out who is the leader of the western border barracks!"
"Okay, your honor." Wang Xuemin immediately left the prince who was still standing in the courtyard of Wang's ruined residence.
"Hail your majesty." Murong came in an instant.Either how Zie shen's team works.Everything is fast paced.
"Check them!" Murong immediately carried out the prince's orders by examining the corpses.
"Your highness, they are the ones who last week entered the Hansui state through the western border." Murong recognized some of those faces.
"You sure?" "Yes, your majesty, the servant himself saw them." replied Murong firmly.
"See the sign in his hand! Find out who they are and the Hansui people they are in contact with!"
