Prince and I in Desert Island

I held ina's sword, or split or stab, or block or cut, one by one close to the prisoners fell down, no one stood up.

I found that several prisoners could avoid my Aina's sword every time. Their whole body was wrapped by air. I think they should be masters of Tiandi level. They attacked me at the same time. I was attacked by enemies on both sides for a while, so I could only chop with Aina's sword.

A prisoner came around me and kicked me in the back. I fell to the ground and all the prisoners took the opportunity to attack me.

I reached out my left hand, grabbed a prisoner's foot, and threw him to the prisoner who rushed to me. I stood up with a carp. I flashed behind a prisoner and easily cut his throat.

This kind of scuffle can only save physical strength as much as possible. What can be solved with one punch will never waste physical strength with one kick.

I went to the center of the Tianlong arena unconsciously, and now I am fully used to this kind of scuffle, because there are many of them, I have many goals, and they can only chase me.

I am like a sensitive cheetah. They are like moving sheep. As long as anyone is left alone, I will approach him as fast as possible and kill him.

On the surface, I was besieged by a group of people. In fact, I was chasing them. I darted East and West, either hitting accurately or kicking off unprepared. Every time I approached a prisoner, he became the next target of death.

Since my strength has greatly increased, my speed is faster than that of Huo Qilin, so I'm the only one who pursues others. I can't be chased by others.

I intersperse among the prisoners and harvest a crispy skin from time to time. Most of the time, the people I harvest are sent to God before they have released their skills.

Every one of them is heinous, but it was God's business not to forgive them. My task now is to send them to see God.

After more than ten minutes of walking, harvesting and slaughtering the corpses in the field, only hell traitors and ten unruly prisoners were left.

The ten prisoners next to the hell traitor are different from the unkempt and ragged prisoners. They are all arrogant and arrogant.

Some of the ten prisoners are over 50 years old, but some of them are in their thirties. I don't think the old people can live for a few years anyway, and they will die. It's just that these young people have ended their lives. It's a pity that they have lost their prime time in their own hands.

"Are you sure you want to go one way to the black? I stopped to look at them and said.

"Back? Joke, if we can go back, we won't be locked up here like animals by the Miller family. Don't waste your breath. Today, either you die or I die, "a gray old man looked at me contemptuously and said.

"I didn't say you're old, you young people. I think you still have a chance to start your life again. Why do you lose your life in a cocoon?" I glared at the old man and said.

"It's interesting. It's really interesting. The people standing here and those who have just been put down by you are carrying dozens of lives. These demons around me are well deserved. They destroyed a city. You're still young. You probably haven't heard of the name of the ten evils of slaughtering the city." the hell rebel leaned forward and backward with a smile. He thought how ignorant and ridiculous it was for me to persuade some demons to put down their butchers and become Buddhists.

"All right. Just now I made a joke, I'll ask you again, has anyone abandoned the secret to give up resistance? " I asked sincerely again.

All of them looked at me with disdain, and no one answered my words. I felt that I was cheap again. It seemed that they were determined to rebel.

"Well, since you are tired of living, it's time to send you to hell," I said coldly, pointing to them with the sword of Aina.

"The winner is not sure, you want to send them to hell, they also want to send you to heaven." the hell traitor's sarcastic tone spoke to me, which made me extremely angry.