The sword is like a rainbow!

The killing intent is monstrous!

Three Wumeng disciples pounced from the shadows.

The gray-clothed old man waved his right hand.

A flash of red light flashed.

The bodies of the three martial arts disciples were shocked, and blood spurted from their throats and fell to the ground.

The three of them opened their mouths wide and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Ye Fei squinted slightly: A strong enemy!

"Whoosh-"

The old man in gray did not stop at all, stepped on his left foot, and bounced up through the corpse.

The whole body is instantly upward.

In the next second, it fell violently.

He fell like a meteor into the martial arts masters who rushed over.

The four martial arts masters swung their knives directly at him.

The gray-clothed old man's face remained unchanged, and his body suddenly exerted force.

"Boom!"

In the next second, one after another sharp and incomparable energy swept towards the four martial arts alliance masters!

A knife light, like cutting leeks, swept by!

Streams of blood spurted out wildly along the neck of the martial arts master!

Immediately after, the heads fell off in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, the heads of the four martial arts masters hit the ground.

killed seven people in a row, the old man in gray did not stagnate, and the red sword was sharp.

"Whoosh!"

As he walked forward, he hit a man in the chest, and a burly man flew out in an instant.

There was no sound, no sound and no sound fell to the ground.

Blood was spilled.

With a twist of the blade, the red sword swept over another person's neck, and the elite of the Martial Alliance fell again, and blood splattered in all directions.

"Whew!"

The opponent suffered a lot of casualties, but the gray-clothed old man's eyes did not wave, and he waved the red sword in his hand again.

Radiant.

The two Wumeng disciples who had just wiped the blood from their eyes had an inch-long scar on their chests.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, three sharp knives stabbed at the same time, and the light was intertwined, sealing the avoidance angle of the gray-clothed old man.

The three martial arts masters attacked fiercely, and no matter whether the gray-clothed old man dodged backwards or left and right, he would be injured by the rest of the sharp blades.

It's just that the old man in gray didn't dodge, and the red sword slashed.

"Dang!"

Three daggers fell in an instant.

Then, they ejected back with a strange bang, and a scream rang out!

Blood oozed from their muws and shoulders.

In the next second, the old man in gray took another step forward and slit the throats of the three of them.

The three of them fell to the ground on their backs, accompanied by blood spurting from their throats.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen martial arts masters were all killed.

There was blood all around the Storm Pavilion.

Huang Tianjiao pulled out his long sword and shouted, "Who is it?"

Dozens of Wumeng disciples retreated, protecting Jiu Qiansui and Ye Fei, and also surrounded the uninvited guests.

"Who am I?"

Bajian maintained a cold expression, shook the red sword to disperse the blood, and then said indifferently:

"You killed my four apprentices, cut down Jiang Shihao's offering, and asked me who I am? Wouldn't it be too ridiculous?"

"Originally, I wanted to come to Zhonghai to kill you, but some things were delayed, but I still had time to do the Qiqi sacrifice. ”

"Ye Fei, take your head and sacrifice, I think, Tianlei will be very happy. ”

He sighed lightly, with a touch of loneliness, and with a fierce killing intent.

"Apprentice, Tianlei, Jiang Shihao?"

When the disciples of the Wumeng frowned slightly, Huang Tianjiao's face changed drastically and shouted, "You are a sword overlord?"

"I haven't had a sword in a long time, and many people think my sword is rusty. ”

The voice of the sword was full of slaughter: "Today, I will wash the sword with your blood." ”

Overlord?

Ye Fei was slightly surprised, no wonder he was so strong, it turned out to be the tenth master on the killer list.

He was still a little surprised, the other party found him, and found here.

"Kill him!"

Ye Fei wanted to make a move, but the nine thousand years old pulled him to sit down, and then made tea lightly:

"Just a killer, why do you need to be like a great enemy?"

He poured Ye Fei a cup of tea: "Come, taste my Biluochun." ”

Ye Fei smiled helplessly, so he had to bow his head and take a sip.

At this moment, in the gesture of the nine thousand years old, dozens of Wumeng disciples rushed over again.

Sabers, daggers, and swords all greeted the sword.

"A rabble!"

In the face of the siege of everyone, Bajian smiled noncommittally, and suddenly his right hand shook.

The long sword was raised in an instant, and the killing intent skyrocketed, stabbing at the opponent who attacked it.

A sword breaks mountains and rivers!

The red sword didn't have much light, but the chill was like autumn water, shivering the scene, shivering people's hearts, and shivering vitality.

"Ahh

The thirteen martial arts disciples didn't have time to resist at all, so they splashed blood on their chests and threw them out to both sides.

The eyes were shocked.

It's just too fast.

A sword hit thirteen people hard, but the tip of the sword was still unabated, stabbing the ribs of the person behind.

Another scream.

"Whoosh-"

Then, with a backhand swing of the sword, the eight martial arts alliance masters fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and their abdomen was all slashed.

Bloody.

Bajian did not stop, and his steps moved forward unhurriedly.

Huang Tianjiao shouted: "Stop him!"

More than a dozen Wumeng disciples rushed forward again.

Bajian doesn't even look at it, one sword at a time, and there is no stagnation.

"Ahh

A scream pierced the air, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Traces of blood flew in the sky under the blade of the sword.

Huang Tianjiao, their eyelids jumped, looking at everything in front of them.

They never thought that the sword was so invincible.

Bajian walked fifteen meters, more than fifty people fell on the ground, and there were fewer and fewer Wumeng disciples guarding the pavilion.

Huang Tianjiao: Their mouths are dry.

It's too fast, it's too powerful, and no one can resist it.

No wonder it's called Overlord.

Ye Fei couldn't hold it back, stood up and shouted:

"Bajian, I killed your apprentice, come at me. ”

His heart is always not as strong as that of nine thousand years old, and he can't ignore the death of the children of the Wu League.

Overlord Sword Red Sword Ye Fei smiled fiercely: "If you want to die, they will also die." ”

"And the people of Jin Zhilin, all of them are going to die. ”

"I'm going to kill all of your family and sacrifice it to my apprentice. ”

Overlord's voice was indifferent, showing the ruthlessness of the killer.

If it weren't for Ye Fei and the others who killed the four apprentices and Jiang Shihao, he was still in retreat and cultivation with peace of mind, how could he go out and work so hard again?

Hearing the words of the sword, Ye Fei's killing machine was instantly vigorous.

"Kill us all?"

Nine thousand years old, who had been calm, also smiled softly: "You are arrogant!"

"Arrogance?"

Ba Jian sneered: "What are you? dare to say this to me?"

Huang Tianjiao shouted: "This is nine thousand years old, you dare to be rude?"

"Nine thousand years old?"

Ba Jian snorted disdainfully: "I didn't expect that I wouldn't come out in the past ten years, and there would be so many more brazen people on the rivers and lakes." ”

"Any dog or cat has such a big name. ”

"Nine thousand years old, what shit, what shit. ”

His eyes were very contemptuous, and he obviously believed that the nine thousand years old was an embroidered pillow.

"What bullshit?"

Nine thousand years old's smile suddenly exuberant, and his figure flashed suddenly, like a ghost flashing away.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the sword!

Faster and more powerful!

Bajian's face changed drastically, and he only felt that his whole body had fallen into hell, and his whole body was cold.

"Whew-"

The wind behind his head suddenly sounded, and the sword instinctively dodged to the side, and at the same time, a sword stabbed out from under his armpit.

Fast and ruthless.

However, at this moment, a white palm, like lightning, grabbed his neck.

The whole person of the sword instantly stiffened, and the red sword stabbed out also stagnated in the air

His face was as white as paper.

Huang Tianjiao and the others were also stunned, if the sword is strong, then nine thousand years old is a demon.

Ye Fei also got to know him anew.

"What do you think nine thousand years old......

Nine thousand years old looked at the sword with a cold gaze and smiled:

"Now I'll tell you!"

"What Truman doesn't want to do, I'll do it!"

"For those who are inconvenient to take care of in the Heng Palace, I will take care of them!"

"Ye Tang can't do the target, I'll kill it!"

"In a word, in the hot land of China, the dirtiest things, the most difficult people, and the most ferocious opponents are all dealt with by me. ”

This is 9,000 years old, is it clear enough? Is it clear enough?"

And then, a squeeze!

"Click!"

The neck of the sword was broken alive......