Under Qiu Shuang, her pretty face was pale, her beautiful eyes and tears... couldn't stop falling.

She was tied to the cross and could not move.

I could only let the broken knife hit her neck fiercely, and the cold from the blade seemed to feel like death.

"Chen Zongheng, what can you do to me?!" Huang Zhengming's face was terrifying, and his voice was murderous.

The lord of the Huang family, in order to win, in order to cut Chen Zongheng, has used all means!

"My Huang family... a hundred years of glory, standing with the country! You are a dusty, how dare you to contempt my Huang family!" Huang Zhengming's hand holding a knife is stronger, and it fiercely resists the skin of the neck under Qiu Shuang .

"If you want to save her, just kneel down for me and kowtow!" Huang Zhengming's voice was savagely distorted, it was an unprecedented turbulent aura.

However, Chen Zongheng stood in the endless crowd.

The corner of his mouth is drawn with a curve.

That is, mocking.

"Hui Rong... a hundred years?" He murmured and repeated, his voice mocking.

At the same time, he lifted his shoes and stepped forward.

"Do you dare to step forward and try again?!" Huang Zhengming stared fiercely!

Around Chen Zongheng's body, the tawny crowd rushed up again in an instant!

"kill……!"

The endless sea of ​​people, surging!

The sword is like a sea, trembling!

"A tribe of ants." Chen Zongheng's expression became cold, and suddenly... his long legs swept through the air with one move!

"Puff puff......!" The leather shoes blasted wherever they passed, and a figure flew across!

Howling miserably!

Several members of the Huang family, before they had time to react, their chests had been collapsed and hollowed out, flying upside down.

There were also a few who had no time to escape, their heads were kicked and their bodies separated.

The crowds after another collapsed.

"How can it be for a hundred years?!" Chen Zongheng's voice was cold with disdain.

"The trivial Huang surnamed the underworld, how do you deserve to stand with the country?!" He killed him in his voice.

The corpses flew around in front of him.

He stepped forward with his leather shoes, and there was a sea of ​​people in front of him, and he was abruptly blasted into a road.

Ahead, Qiu Shuang was tied to a cross, her beautiful eyes were red and filled with mist... At this time, her brain was panicked.

At this time, in her eyes, there was only... the lonely fighting figure in front of her, which had been killed out of the endless sea of ​​people.

That figure, before... even made her endlessly disgusted.

However, at this moment, that fair and elegant figure has become... her only sustenance and hope.

He is fighting, for himself... to save himself?

Looking at it, the figure fighting blood to save himself...

Under the autumn frost, tears collapsed on the spot.

The red face fell and the color became pale, from the past to the present.

He is still there, and I am willing to fight alone for you.

Outside the white clouds, there are blood and tears.

It makes people sad, in the world.

Destiny cannot be changed, let go.

Can no longer hug each other, is this an arrangement of heaven.

One person, fighting alone.

His figure, stepping on the endless corpse, walked slowly.

Blood splattered.

Stained his clothes.

He dyed his leather shoes red.

His clothes have never been dirty.

But today, the clothes are stained with blood.

Death shots, and there is no end to it.

In the blood slaughtering the sky, his figure was faint, and his body flew horizontally between his hands.

No extra stays, no extra hands.

He said, to kill.

Then, don't show mercy.

Ahead, Huang Zhengming, the lord of the Huang family, trembled fiercely.

His pupils were fierce and fierce, with shock and disbelief.

This Huang family was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people.

Actually... can't hold that... alone? !

You know, that's just one person.

This is, Yiyi, enemy thousand? !

He really wants to single out the entire Huang family with one person? !

Holy Trinity Church, in front of the door.

All the guests rushed to the door frantically, staring at the horrible and unbelievable picture below.

In that endless sea of ​​people... That young man alone fights all the heroes...? !

This scene is simply...too shocking.

"Chen Zongheng, do you dare to step forward and try one more step?!" Huang Zhengming shouted angrily, his whole person infinitely murderous.

"Believe it or not, the old man tore up this girl's clothes on the spot! Sow seeds on the spot?!!!" Huang Zhengming stretched out his hand violently, trying to tear up the clothes under Qiu Shuang!

A generation of heroes, actually...under the situation is forced to try to do such a tragic thing in public!

This is simply utterly conscience.

"Zheng." Just now.

Between Chen Zongheng's right hand, a ferocious silver dagger finally appeared.

The next second, Devil May Cry...attacks.

The silver light shot out quickly!

Like a sharp sword, it instantly penetrates the body of the endless sea of ​​people ahead!

"Puff puff......!" The silver light penetrated, blood splashing!

The corpses fell down in rows.

The silver blades swiftly passed through the air... and then in the next second, it pierced Huang Zhengming's right arm abruptly!

"Puff!" The head of the Huang family, the entire right arm, and the broken knife... were chopped to the ground.

Blood splattered.

"Uh...!" Huang Zhengming howled in horror, his pupils were blood red!

At the entrance of the church, all the guests were shocked!

This? !

This scene... almost... shattered the sky!

Dignified, the lord of the Huang family, the super hero of a century-old family... just like that, was cut off by...? !

The Devil May Cry Silver Blade whirled in an arc in mid-air, and suddenly...returned to Chen Zongheng's hands.

"Quietly, these despicable means... how do you deserve to stand with the country?!"

"You know, how difficult is it to outline a word for a country?! Your Huang family... the so-called ancestor Huang Jinrong, traitorous and prosperous, lingering, a traitor, also worthy... called a hero?!"

Chen Zongheng held the Devil May Cry silver blade, step by step... stepping on the corpses all over the floor and walking.

"you…!"

Huang Zhengming was extremely angry, "Puff!" A big mouthful of blood spurted out!

This, this is humiliating his Huang Family... the supreme ancestor!

His grandfather, who has gone wild for the first time, dominated the south of the Yangtze River... Once upon a time, was... !

Even in historical classics, I dare not be so insulted.

"Uh, my Huang family... I have never suffered such humiliation in a hundred years!" Huang Zhengming killed Scarlet, and suddenly picked up the broken knife on the ground with his left arm. "Members of the Huang family, set up an array! Huanglong knife Array...!!!"

With that, Huang Zhengming shouted angrily!

Swish...!

Ahead, the tawny sea of ​​people, in an instant, waved a knife, and formed a formation!

The sword light trembles, the horrible sword array, the shape is formed!

Huang Family, Huanglong Knife Array!

Started in 1890.

That year, Huang Jinrong became the leader of the Green Gang.

That year, the Shanghai Bund, killings began.

Jinrong Hengdao rivaled and set a...Huanglong sword formation. With this horrible knife formation, fight against the forces of warlords in troubled times.

Become famous in World War I.

There have been rumors.

As soon as the sword formation came out, the world was destroyed.

This sword formation once forced all the French troops to retreat.

This sword formation once killed thousands of heroes in Jiangnan and buried their bones here.

Now, this... a hundred-year formation has reproduced the world.

"He...! Kill...!!!"

The roar, the sword light filled the sky, intertwined into...a sea of ​​horrible silver swords!

An endless sea of ​​swords, trying to... swallow Chen Zongheng.

Chen Zongheng, alone, standing in the middle of the sea of ​​knives.

He slowly raised his eyes.

"The ant formation method, Yan dare... call it the'Dragon' formation?"

In the next instant, his right hand suddenly raised.

The silver dagger swept rapidly along the arc of the palm, and the air twisted.

"Ugh...~!" The dagger quickly rubbed against the air, and there was a...

Like, the sound of Devil May Cry!

Ten thousand ghosts cry!

At that moment, everyone present heard...!

Hearing the sound of ten thousand ghosts crying and horrified in the air.

Thousands of ghosts cry, evil spirits bow down!

The hair is horrified, and the mind trembled!

Everyone, their pupils... all shrank in amazement!

The timid group of people directly softened their legs and knelt to the ground fiercely!

In this world, there are weapons... can make... Devil May Cry? !

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