Peerless War God in City

A bloodthirsty smile instantly appeared on Yu Jin's face. It was as if the white, cold moon in the middle of a cold night was extremely horrifying.    

At this time.    

Zhao Kuang got out of the car.    

"Call your master Haotian out!"    

Zhao Kuang looked at Yu Jin and ordered with a condescending tone, his voice sounded very proud.    

"You wish to meet my Lord? You are not qualified! "    

Yu Jin heard this and sneered. He looked at Zhao Kuang scornfully as he said coldly.    

"Did you escape?"    

Zhao Kuang naturally didn't think that he really didn't have the qualifications to see Haotian. From his point of view, Haotian wanted to escape, so he sent Yu Jin to stall for time.    

A coward.    

He actually let one of his men come out to die while he ran away!    

However.    

Even so.    

What can you do, do you really think you can escape this Hsingyi City?    

That being the case.    

I will destroy your people, and then I will kill you.    

"Attack!"    

The corner of Zhao Kuang's mouth raised into a cruel sneer. He shouted lightly and waved his right hand slightly. Then, he sat back on the car.    

Following which, he gave the order.    

The surrounding people all surged forward!    

Tremendous mountains and seas, imposing like a rainbow. These people were like a wave that pounced towards Yu Jin, one after another, without end to be seen.    

This was a battle without any suspense.    

Being ranked in the top thousands was a massacre!    

Meanwhile, Yu Jin.    

He also let out a faint smile as his body slowly stood up. A blood-red blade suddenly appeared in his hand.    

In the eyes of these thousands of people, Yu Jin was like a drop in the ocean, like an ant, not even worth mentioning.    

And in Yu Jin's eyes.    

He similarly did not place them in his eyes. In his eyes, these people were nothing more than small shrimps, lambs waiting to be slaughtered!    

He couldn't even handle these small fish and small prawns.    

Then he would no longer have the face to wear the post of the Seventh Legion Commander!    

The crowd surged and quickly arrived in front of Yu Jin like an avalanche. It looked like it was about to drown him.    

At this moment.    

Yu Jin moved!    

Blood blade like moon, cold saber light!    

The blood-red blade drew a beautiful arc in the air in Yu Jin's hand. The person at the front instantly clutched his neck and fell to the ground.    

Everything happened too quickly. By the time that person managed to react, his breathing had already dissipated.    

The blade flashed.    

Life is one thing.    

Yu Jin charged into the crowd like a wolf.    

Every time he waved the blood blade in his hand, it would take away a life.    

His movements were extremely fast and he could swing his blade several times in a second.    

One.    

Two.    

Three.    

Countless...    

Corpses fell one by one at Yu Jin's feet, piled up like a mountain.    

However, these people did not have a shred of fear.    

They did not hesitate to charge at Yu Jin. Their shouts were deafening!    

It was like a group of dancing dream moths that were constantly pouncing towards the bright flames, burning to death!    

Perhaps in their eyes.    

Although these flames were powerful, no matter how dazzling or lush they were, they would still be extinguished. After all, there were so many of them.    

What a pity.    

They were wrong!    

Although they were moths, Yu Jin was not a weak candle flame.    

He is a burning volcano!    

In front of the eternal volcano, they, these moths, would not hesitate. They would only make his flames burn even more vigorously, and would also make the killing intent and brutality in his heart more and more intense.    

It was impossible to put it out.    

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