The remains of corpses were everywhere, none of them were intact, cruel and bloody, and blood was melting into the rain, spreading on this land, like a scene like hell.

The killing continued, and hundreds of people besieged a young man, without any suspense, and the scenes in the eyes of the right path and the left path were completely opposite to what they imagined. It was more like the one-sided massacre of hundreds of underworld heroes.

However, the killing has begun and no one can stop.

The field was thrilling, and the more than 200 people who watched the right path and left path were also very proud and did not dare to breathe. Many of the dead gangster masters were famous.

Some of the most evil names are outside, and you will be afraid of them even if you encounter them in the world.

At this time, when they saw those people slaughtering them like beasts, they not only did not feel any pleasure in their hearts, but instead felt numb in their scalp.

The boy in black swung his sword smoothly and freehand every time he swung his sword, just like dancing in the rain, but every dance was accompanied by a large number of fresh lives.

The bloody flowers bloom in the rain, sad and charming, and the earth is blood-red.

Such a gorgeous and cruel killing is more gorgeous, more magnificent, and more thrilling than the calligraphy and painting that stays on the scroll of paper.

Unfortunately, they find it difficult to appreciate it.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the boy was now soaked, but what flowed from him was not pure rain, but with a hint of blood.

At this time, a group of nuns from the Hengshan Sect had become a slap. Master Dingyi turned around and saw that the disciples were pale in the rain. Some of them had already turned their backs and vomited in panic. The scene in the scene was too exciting.

"Master..." The little nun Yilin trembled with her eyes closed, which made people lovely.

Master Dingyi chanted Buddhist scriptures, but did nothing or said nothing. Because he knew that many of these disciples were not old and sincerely worshipped Buddha in Hengshan School since childhood, and their minds were pure, which made them too scary.

However, the Hengshan School is not a pure secular Buddhist practice. If you are in the world, you will experience some things sooner or later. The world will be dangerous. Although the killing today is terrifying, people's hearts are actually even more terrifying. Today's experience is a rare experience.

But in fact, it is not just them. Many young people with relatively shallow experiences on the field were also pale at this time. Looking at the boy who might be younger than them, they were like a ruthless Shura who wanted to seek life. Even if the boy was not their enemy, it still left a terrifying mark in their minds.

Linghu Chong had already put away any sympathy for the young man. Although the gangster heroes were greedy and full of evil intentions and deserved the sin, the young man was indeed too murderous. He was killed by sword and sword, and his methods were incomplete, and he was not done by heroes.

"With his strength, breaking through and escaping is the best strategy. Even if he continues to chase and kill, he can still be divided and transformed. Now he is showing off his strength and he is young at the end."

The sigh suddenly sounded among the Huashan School and others.

I saw Yue Buqun coming out of the wine shop at some time. Looking at the young man's killing figure, his expression was a bit complicated, as if he was feeling, as if he wanted, as if he was regretful.

"Dad!"

"Master!"

Seeing that the disciples showed discomfort, they naturally knew that the first time they saw such a scene, the impact was too great. Yue Buqun sighed secretly, raised his hand to comfort Yue Lingshan, who looked ugly, and then bowed to the Hengshan Sect.

"Master."

Master Dingyi nodded to him and continued to chant the scriptures. Yue Buqun was distracted and turned around and looked in the other direction, seeing many familiar faces.

However, at some point, among the onlookers who had already parted, there were already disciples of the Taishan Sect such as the Tianmen Taoist. In addition, there were the Songshan Sect who had just disrupted the Liu Zhengfeng Golden Basin Washing Conference.

The Thirteen Taibao of Songshan School, in addition to the dead big Songyang hand Fei Bin, the tota hand Ding Mian, the Songhe hand Lu Bai, and the Great Yin-Yang hand Lehou who had not appeared in Hengyang City, they also saw Yue Buqun and bowed from afar.

Yue Buqun returned the gift, but did not go up to talk, but thought about it.

...

"That boy has slowed down, his murder has slowed down, and his sword has slowed down." Lehou, who was short and fat, had a waxy complexion, said.

The fat and strong Ding Mian nodded lightly: "He can't hold on for long, but he has to wait for a while. Now is not the time to take action."

The tall and thin Lu Bai whispered: "I'm afraid that the boy will be so cold that he won't wait for us to rescue him."

"It's enough to keep him in one breath."

Seeing Ding Mian like this, Lehou and Lu Bai looked at each other, saying that they had other plans, so they didn't say much.

The fact is the same as the few people in the Songshan School guessed that Ji Wushang's attack speed did slow down. Although it was not obvious, he could not escape the eyes of a real master.

Although the Sunflower Book is extremely mysterious, it has the consistent characteristics of Taoist internal strength. It is extremely slow to accumulate power and can only be achieved after more than ten years of accumulation. Even though he has learned the second level of the Sunflower Book, his internal strength has not been greatly improved.

Ji Wushang slashed out dozens of sword shadows again, and seven enemies who were trying to attack him from behind were instantly swept by the sword blades, and another bloody storm.

Amid the howling, many more corpses were added to the ground.

However, this time someone did not die, but only had his limbs broken. It should be noted that Ji Wushun had no one to live in every time he drew his sword.

This scene fell into the eyes of those who are interested.

Even so, Ji Wushang's figure is still terrifying. Since the war started, more than 200 gangster heroes have died tragically under his sword, but no one can touch the corner of his clothes, as if it is an invincible devil, which is frightening.

Some people start to retreat. Greed can easily make people lose their minds and give them all, but when facing a devil who can't beat them, despair and powerlessness will calm them down. When they understand that they can't succeed even if they work hard, they will give up.

"Continue, don't stop, he has little internal strength!"

At this time, among the gangster warriors, all wearing Taoist robes and tall figures, holding two swords, one long and one short, shouted loudly.

This person is also a first-class master, but this person is very cunning. Despite his high martial arts skills, he is too cautious and he has been hiding in the crowd. Seeing that the young god blocked the killing god and was rampant, he couldn't help but look for opportunities.

"Young man, we just want to use the Evil-Breaking Sword Score to hurt your life. As long as you take out the Evil-Breaking Sword Score to let everyone see it, everyone will be grateful and there is no time to be grateful, so how can you harm your life again?"

After he reminded everyone to look at the boy again, they realized that the man's face was indeed pale and terrible, and his aura was much weaker, as if he was holding on. He heard the four words of the Evil-Breaking Sword Score, and his spirit was shocked, and the heart fire that was about to be extinguished burned again.

Everyone thought: This young man is so scary just because of the evil-proof sword. If he learns the magical power, then the world will be circling.

Ji Wushang seemed to have not heard of it, and his eyes were still as quiet as horizontal, but he saw his body disappearing like a ghost again, and a black shadow flashed in the air as fast as thunder and lightning.

Ji Wushang's speed is still extremely fast, which is shocking.

The white-bearded Taoist saw Ji Wushang coming in an instant, and his hair became hard. Fortunately, he was prepared and was ready for the battle. The two swords flew up.

clang!

It was unusual to block Ji Wushang's sword in a flash.

Although the sword technique of Viagra is extremely powerful in killing, its most deadly lies in this. Viagra sword technique has attack but no defense, and goes forward without any advancement or retreat. The sword is out and takes his life. If the attack is blocked, it will fall into no defense and threaten life.

The white-bearded Taoist sneered, and the short sword opened Ji Wushang's long sword, and the sword turned into silver light, instantly covering the seven vital points of Ji Wushang's body. Although it was impossible to hit it at the same time, it contained subsequent changes, and one move would be made.

"Oh!"

Ji Wushang chuckled. His strength was indeed not lasting. The Sunflower Book focused on practicing Qi first. Sunflower's true Qi and the mind technique were the core. The sword technique of warding off evil was extremely sharp. In fact, it used Qi to control the sword. The speed of killing like a illusion seemed freehand, but it actually consumed a lot.

The Sunflower Book is mysterious and unparalleled, with a long and long momentum, but it is limited in the end.

At this moment, two other top experts saw Ji Wushang's attack being frustrated, thinking that he was exhausted, and at the same time, he took action behind him, and his energy burst.

The two top experts used their killer moves, as sharp as thunder, pointing to Ji Wushang on both sides. Look at it, he wanted to cut off his hands and feet without killing him.

Among the Songshan Sect's people in the distance, Ding Mian said, "Prepare to take action."

Lehou and Lu Bai nodded, and waited for the young man to break his hands and feet, and then thunder took action and saved the young man who had only breath.

Linghu Chong's eyes flashed with unbearable feelings, but then he thought that the person who died in the hands of the young man was also dead without a complete body. He was so terrible that he sighed slowly.

Seeing this, Yue Buqun looked at him, and he didn't know what he was planning, but he seemed to be hesitating in his eyes.

At this time, everyone thought that Ji Wu was unable to maintain his internal breathing. Seeing that the killing moves were coming, they were afraid that they would not be able to escape the serious injury and disability.

Some people are gloating, some are watching coldly, and many people are sorry that he is a young hero, and God is jealous of talent, and can't help but sigh.

However, Ji Wushang was not at all disturbed, and his eyes were still calm and scary. Seeing that the killing disaster was approaching, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, making people feel inexplicably trembling.

The Sunflower Heart Technique is madly running, and the second level of dual cultivation of qi and blood is already complementary. At this time, he only uses the method of practicing qi alone, and the blood and qi of his body burns wildly, and the true qi bursts out instantly, continuously and surging.

But seeing a strange blood red appearing on Ji Wushang's face, his body swayed gently, and he instantly turned into nine shadows. The killing moves of the three first-class masters were all gone.

It's not the clone technique, but the speed is faster.

The three first-class masters were terrified, and their scalp was numb and they were panicked. The three of them took action at the same time, and instinctively felt extremely terrifying and wanted to escape.

However, how could Ji Wushang let them go easily? The nine phantoms exuded thousands of murderous intent, with sword shadows full of illusions, as if nothing had happened, covering all directions.

Three first-class masters, together with more than ten close gangster warriors, instantly encountered the Nine Yangs in the sky, their bodies melted like ice and snow, and their flesh and blood were flying everywhere, which was so terrifying.

"How is that possible!"

Countless people who saw it were incredible and shocked.

Some people are shocked, some are disappointed, and more people are afraid.

Ji Wushang was not angry, but his pretty face as handsome as a woman made people fall into an ice cave and his body was cold.

Ji Wushen's body's method of training Qi is still working wildly, with the true qi surging, and the tendons and veins in his body are squeezed and expanded by the true qi. His body is burned like a fire or cut into pieces, making silent cry.

Ji Wushang seemed to be unknown, raised his sword and started a killing act.

He turned into black lightning, his speed was shocking, and the rain turned into a gas when it touched.

On the long sword, the blood color cannot be washed clean by the rain. At this time, it turns into a afterimage, like a thin red line intertwining the world.

Under the blood sword, a bunch of blood flowers turned into blood rain.

No one can stop him, no one can live.

Someone was desperate and turned around and wanted to escape. He just ran a few steps but his body and head separated.

Ji Wushang had no one to escape at the speed of the evil spirit.

Some people wail, some beg for mercy, and some curse.

Ji Wushen ignored him, like asking for his life, Shura, and the sword was merciless.

The rain stopped.

At some point, Ji Wushen no one stood around him.

He stopped the movement of the true qi in his body, his body was spasming, and his face was pale and scary.

Blood spreads across the earth, countless corpses, and the bloody smells soaring into the sky, making people disgusting.

It's like purgatory, miserable and terrifying.
Chapter completed!