Chen Xiu's physical strength at this time is strong, far beyond the supremacy of true qi, this sword is issued, his own strength is coupled with the blessing of true qi, the sword qi is very powerful, the long sword starts, it is fleeting!

Lao Hu is also a strong man with seven grades of cultivation, although he is angry and applauded, he is just vigilant in his heart. But he never imagined that Chen Xiu's attack would be so sharp, and it was the weakest point of his "stormy waves" attack.

I only felt that the sword light flashed in front of me, and a fierce sword aura was already rushing towards my face, and before the sword qi arrived, my hair had been blown into a mess by the broken wind.

Frightened, he withdrew his palm and hurriedly slammed it towards his head, intending to block Chen Xiu's unparalleled sword.

Only two soft sounds of "click" were heard, and Chen Xiu's long sword swept like the wind.

At the first sound, Lao Hu's arms were cut off, and at the second sound, Lao Hu's head was broken from his body and rolled to the ground, just next to the eagle's head that was torn off by Chen Xiu.

Kill with one move!

Chen Xiu was a little incredulous, because he hadn't done his best in this move, was the opponent too weak, or had he become too strong?

"Old Hu!"

Among the remaining two, Yang Jian and Lao Hu had the deepest friendship, and when they saw that he couldn't take a single move, his head fell to the ground, and he was about to pounce in shock.

An iron spear was in front of him, but it was Lao Jia.

"What are you doing, don't stop me from avenging Lao Hu!" Yang Jian roared.

"Report a yarn, we are not his opponents combined! Hurry up and let Wu Tingfang Ancestor come over!" Lao Jia looked vulgar but coarse and fine.

"Ah, yes!"

Yiyan reminded Yang Jian, and also reminded Chen Xiu that he was originally going to kill the three people by surprise, lest the three of them attract old perverts, but he just cut down a seven-rank master with one move, and he had not yet come out of surprise.

"Infinite Slash!"

Chen Xiu struck first, using his sword as a sword, and slashed towards Lao Jia and Yang Jian with a sword.

The terrifying physical power combined with the true qi to emit a terrifying explosive power!

This Wuji Slash is different from the past, and it used to pay attention to the skills and angles of power.

Now it still pays attention to the skills and angles of power, but no matter how powerful the explosive power of this move is, it completely conceals its original temperament, and from the perspective of Lao Jia and Yang Jian, this knife is so domineering!

The domineering is so terrifying, the sword qi has not yet come close, and the surging knife qi has already shot like an arrow, stabbing both of them to make it difficult to open their eyes!

What a terrible stab!

Yang Jian couldn't care less about taking out the ring arrow on his waist and throwing it, his body flashed, and he wanted to dodge the past Wuji Slash in a strange way.

Its body seems to float, like flashing, like left, like right, so that people can't catch his figure at all.

It's just that......

Under the infinite slashing qi, Yang Jian was going left and right, all of which couldn't escape from Chen Xiu's attack range, and his body was floating, as if there was no use;

"What a domineering sword spirit!"

Lao Jia kicked the tail of the gun, and the head of the gun met the Wuji slash like a raindrop, if he had a choice, Lao Jia would not resist Chen Xiu's slash, but he knew that Yang Jian couldn't dodge this slash.

If he doesn't make a move, Yang Jian will inevitably die under the sword.

Yang Jian is dead, he will not shed a single tear of hypocrisy. Jing Ai Books

Can...... The special arrow was on him, he died, and he was next.

"Bang!"

The blade slashed at the tip of the spear, and the hurricane blew up all the leaves around it, scattering them.

"Poof!"

Chen Xiu's strength was too domineering, so that his overlord gun was not enough, the tail of the gun hit his chest, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

"Okay, come again!"

As soon as Chen Xiu's sword came out, it was immediately one sword after another, one sword was more domineering than the other, the overlord gun was able to catch the two swords, the qi and blood in the body were no longer controlled, and the body shape was also stagnant.

"Yang Jian, don't fire the arrow yet!"

Lao Jia knew that he was only one sword away from death, and this sword was Chen Xiu's next sword, so he could only shout this sentence with his last strength at this time.

Although Wu Tingfang couldn't save himself when he came over, at least he was accompanied by himself on Huangquan Road.

He's strong!

But compared to Wu Tingfang, he is still a weak chicken!

"Huh!"

The long sword in Chen Xiu's hand crossed a sharp straight line, directly dividing Lao Jia into two halves.

Chen Xiu's sword was too fast, and when he slashed through, it caused a layer of burning at his wound, sealing the wound, so that Lao Jia did not lose his breath immediately, and at this time he saw Yang Jian throw out a ringing arrow, sending out a blue lotus flower in the dark night air.

"Shabu!"

The burning wound spread out, the internal organs and blood flowed all over the ground, and Lao Jia died with a smile on his face, as if to say, Chen Xiu, he will come down to accompany him soon.

"Lao Jia, don't worry about dying. Wu Tingfang Ancestor will avenge you!"

Yang Jian shouted and rushed towards the north. His shout was naturally not to let Lao Jia feel at ease on the road, but just to use Wu Tingfang's name to deter Chen Xiu and make him have no time to chase after him.

"Damn!"

Chen Xiu scolded, and sure enough, he didn't chase after him, Yang Jian was happy in his heart, as long as he ran a kilometer away, he would be safe.

He had only run ten meters away, with a smile on his face, and a cold light passed by in the dark woods next to him, and he saw the blood splattered from his neck, clutching his throat, and with a question in his heart: "How can this be?"

A flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings flew back into Chen Xiu's hand, and it was the flying knife that Chen Xiu had obtained from Ma Dong before.

When Chen Xiu beheaded Lao Jia, he had already used the Crane Control Gong to manipulate the flying knife to secretly approach Yang Jian, but he couldn't imagine that this guy could choose to run away as soon as he saw his companion die for himself.

It gave him a chance to shoot an arrow, and he ran another ten meters to cut his neck.

As is customary, kill people and seize treasures. Chen Xiu inevitably had to search the corpses of the three people.

Thinking of Wu Tingfang's terribleness, he had no time to search for the corpse, and he didn't have time to wipe the blood stains on the flying knife and long sword, so he turned around and was about to run away, but he ran less than ten meters away, and a voice sounded in front of him: "Qinglong, I smell a strong smell of blood." There is a strong man who has fallen, and we can feast on it!"

This voice was very sharp and familiar, but Chen Xiu had no time to think about who the other party was.

The other voice was slightly hoarse, and said very disdainfully: "What Lao Tzu hates most is drinking the blood of the dead, and I feel like a wild dog snatching corpses!"

"Hey...... After thousands of years, you still can't let go of your dignity, I really don't know how you have lived for thousands of years. Our zombies have restrained our cultivation, and we can only grow our cultivation rapidly through the blood of strange treasures and strong people. If you don't drink it, I'll drink it!"