People of the older generation know that when Horn entered the Underworld Star and cut off the head of a ten-strong general, he used a handful of autumn clouds. The provenance of this famous knife, which obviously has an oriental color, is no longer verifiable. I only know that this famous knife looks like a broken blade without a sting, but in fact, extending from the snow-white broken blade, it is another blade as thin as a cicada's wings.

The blade is as transparent as it gets, and you have to use a specific angle to vaguely see the slender blade like a pool of autumn water.

Now that autumn has reappeared, the entire hall is full of swords. Although Qiu Yun only had one handle, all the people in the hall, especially those with good combat strength, could feel that the entire hall was filled with huge qi machines. This qi machine was not twisted into a single strand like an ordinary force, but it was broken into pieces, like thousands of sharp blades whirling and whistling. That cold edge, even those with thick skin as Edric, couldn't help but shiver.

The fat man couldn't help but secretly Qing Fangcai himself finally didn't stand on the wrong side, Qiu Yun's sword qi was so strong, he was still watching from the sidelines. The fat man didn't dare to imagine what the brunt of Valsheen should be, and he asked himself if he changed positions with the killer. Horn doesn't need to take out the knife, the fat on his body has probably been cut to pieces by this wave of knife qi, right?

As he thought this, Horn looked this way, consciously or unconsciously, and Edric's fat body trembled even more.

Autumn is hanging to the ground, and the knife qi does not fall but rises.

Cracks appeared in Walsheen's suit.

For the first time, the killer shouted loudly, his hands raised, and his qi was like a flood of raging waves, pushing up layer by layer. He was about to unleash his killing move, but out of the corner of his eye, Horn's hand moved, and Qiu Yun leaned upwards and swiped it away.

The hall was dimly lit.

A brilliant streamer flashed through the space, and the light was golden, like a touch of sunshine in autumn. The autumn sun is not as strong as the summer sun, but it is warm and permeates all things. In an instant, the hall was filled with autumn colors, like the afternoon sun on an autumn day.

The huge qi that Valsheen had gathered was gone.

The killer snorted, quickly recoiled, slammed out the window, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Horn didn't chase after him, but just took back Qiu Yun. When the famous knife fell, there was a rumbling sound in the hall, and a crack slanted through the building. The building shook and slid down, collapsed to the ground, and exploded into hundreds of kilotons of rubble. In the hustle and bustle, there was a cry downstairs, but there was no sound upstairs.

Autumn is a knife, and it is powerful. From this knife, everyone in the hall could probably see the outstanding demeanor of Horn holding the autumn cloud to kill the enemy on the underworld star at that time.

There are many roads in the casino, and there are many viaducts and tunnels. Not far from Jinfan, there is an underground tunnel. The tunnel is overhead on a main road of the city, and it is naturally used as a pedestrian service during the normal traffic period. It's just that those who enter the casino, who is not the rich but the noble. It is not uncommon for people to get to and from the casino, and even to infest the casino in small flying ships, so these pedestrian passages are useless.

In the tunnel, a large area of purple light suddenly lit up at one end. Old Baker scrambled through the tunnel, dripping with muddy blood along the way. He suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, a green thunder rushed towards him, and the momentum was violent. Old Baker barely turned sideways, and was grazed by the green thunder from his shoulder, and suddenly ploughed out the blood groove. This green thunder is very domineering, but behind the enemy, hundreds of thousands of electric wires are blown up, so the wound on Old Baker's shoulder immediately expanded, and the blood splashed like rain, and the pain was so painful that he almost fainted. He leaned against the wall and gasped, as Horn said, the butcher was old.

Seeing Thunderbolt slow down, Old Baker was aroused to be ferocious. A pair of palms as thin as chicken claws flipped up, propped up and lifted the purple flame, pushing away the thunder and lightning, condensing into a vicious purple python. Looking at the fire python in the shape of the source force, Thunderbolt raised his hand and waved it down. It was simply a straightforward split of the Yan Python into two, and the severed Yan Python could no longer maintain its form, scattering into a purple flame, and then exploding continuously, reflecting a rich purple light in the entire tunnel.

Old Baker looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Do you think the source power is too much to continue?" Raiden looked at him playfully and said, "I remember you worked with Main and wanted to plot against Mr. Horn with the dissociative fluid, right?" ”

Old Baker's pupils narrowed.

Raiden nodded, "That's right, I bought the people at the Main Factory and got some from them." Of course, they're all in your stomach now. I'm just afraid that you will find out that the amount you use each time is not much. Over the years, Master Baker has rarely made a move, and even if he bumps into it, I will solve it for you. So sir, you should only find out now that you don't have much source power left, right? ”

"You...... You bastard did such a thing! Old Baker's voice trembled, and he was reminded by thunder and lightning, and he remembered a trip half a year ago. was blocked on the road by a good enemy. At that time, his men were almost dead, and Old Baker had planned to take action himself, but Raiden was seriously injured and repelled the enemies. At that time, he thought it was Raiden loyalty, but now that he thinks about it, it should be because this kid doesn't want him to find out that his source power has fallen in advance.

It's all for today.

Old Baker laughed: "You can endure it enough, but unfortunately there are not a thousand but eight hundred people who died in the hands of Lao Tzu, and I don't even know who your father is." , you want to kill me? Then come on. ”

"I don't need to say I'll do the same." Thunderbolt took a deep breath, stepped out, and rushed towards Old Baker with a few cyan electric snakes.

Old Baker slammed his fists into the ground, smashing out two snaking purple flames that slammed into the thunderbolt along the ground.

Thunderbolt jumped and dodged a pair of purple snakes that exploded from the ground.

A remote slash in mid-air.

Old Baker raised his hand and danced out of a group of purple flames, and a series of cannons slammed into the green thunder light knife of thunder and lightning, urging it to disperse.

Thunder and lightning landed, tumbled, and bounced. An arrow step has already rushed to the old man. The thunder knife in his hand was handed over, and there was no sadness or joy on Lei Deng's face.

Old Baker shouted loudly, ignoring the knife in his hand, and put his hands in fists on Raiden's chest. Thunderbolt did not fly out of the fist as he thought, but grabbed the old man's thin shoulder with one hand and slammed it into the old man's arms. The palm knife stabbed out from the back of Old Baker, and the old man's blood gushed like a spring. Raiden himself was bleeding from seven holes, but he didn't relax, still holding the old man's head with one hand and pulling it hard. Thunderbolt was relieved to hear a click in his neck.

He staggered to let go of Old Baker, ten years of blood feud, one day to get revenge. But there was no exuberance as he had imagined, only a little indescribable melancholy, Raiden laughed and then cried, and finally there was no sound in the tunnel. He silently pulled old Baker by the collar and dragged the ruthless character known as the butcher of his youth out of the tunnel like a dead dog.

Horn sighed as Old Baker's body was thrown at Horn's feet. Then he looked at the man who couldn't tell whether it was blood or tears on his face, and said, "You are free." ”

Raiden just nodded, wiped the blood from his face, and bowed solemnly to Horn. Then without hesitation, he turned around and walked away.

Is he free?

Who knows.