Chapter 272 Borrowing a Knife to Kill

"Senior brother, can you give me a hug? That way, even if I die, I can smile at Jiuquan..."

"...Okay!" Senior Brother opened his arms, waiting for the last hug.

Zhong Rushuang slammed into his arms: "Elder Brother!"

A pair of lovers hugged tightly at the moment of life and death!

Then, their bodies were suddenly shocked!

A sword tip appeared on their back near the heart!

It turned out that they all took advantage of this moment to plot against each other, and they all delivered fatal blows to each other.

While the two of them shook their bodies, it was rare for them to reach out to each other at the same time, slapping each other away desperately.

The eldest brother's kung fu is obviously much higher than that of Zhong Rushuang. With this palm, he shot Zhong Rushuang out of the prajna hood. Zhong Rushuang didn't even have time to shout again, and the whole person disappeared in the pale golden light.

The elder brother had Zhong Rushuang's sword stuck in his chest, because he dodged a little at the most critical moment, and Zhong Rushuang's sword did not directly pierce his heart. He won't be dead yet.

He staggered back a step and sat down with a thud: "Bitch! Lie to me..."

The man in red stood not far away, watching this good show of cannibalism from the beginning to the end, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

In the face of life and death, love and friendship often cannot stand the test! So vulnerable!

"They...they've already lost their souls, right?" Big Brother panted like a cow. Now he is alive. If you let the master know about his murder of the younger brothers and sisters, it is estimated that it will not end with him...

Fortunately, the red-clothed demon said that the other two would lose their souls, and then the master would never know the truth. He could also cry to the master more, and maybe he could have another good baby...

Therefore, those two people must be in a state of disarray!

The man in red clasped his arms and looked at him, without answering his question, he suddenly smiled: "You are indeed the most ruthless, no wonder you can live so long..." The conversation changed, he said again: "Actually, you guys None of the three have to die. My skill has not fully recovered, and it is already at the end of the shot to emit this golden light. As long as you work together to support this turtle shell for a quarter of an hour, I will have nothing to do with you."

While speaking, the pale golden light surrounding the hood finally completely dissipated, and no trace of it could be seen.

Senior Brother: "..." His hand holding the sword trembled! He wanted to stand up, but Nai He was also seriously injured, and at the moment he was just holding on to not faint. Nothing else can be done. The prajna hood was originally supported by his mind power, and now he has reached the end of the road, so the prajna hood naturally could no longer support it, and burst with a snap.

The big brother lay there like a dead dog, gasping for breath.

The man in red looked even more pleasant: "Are you regretting it? Can't wait to smash my body into ten thousand pieces?"

The big brother couldn't answer a word.

Regret is useless at this time? ! Nothing will happen again! He gasped even harder, and the corners of his lips began to ooze blood.

The red-clothed man walked forward slowly and made a raised hand gesture to the senior brother.

The elder brother trembled, his arms raised involuntarily, and the sword in his palm slowly pressed towards his own neck...

He wanted to struggle, but he didn't have the strength. Seeing that the shimmering sword edge was getting closer and closer to his neck, the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, and he desperately screamed: "You...you said let me go. …”