"Just dead?" A voice sounded in An Ruxue's ears, with a slight smile. It fell on her ears, but it was even more moving than the sound of nature.

Suddenly, a sword light flew by, blending into An Ruxue's sword light, and its power reached the peak in an instant, breaking straight through the peak.

The majesty was as thick as a mountain, and it pressed straight over.

Puff puff....

Three hideous heads suddenly flew out and landed in the sea of corpses and blood, and disappeared without a trace.

An Ruxue looked at the amazing scene in front of her, she didn't know whether she was crying or laughing, and fell down heavily.

A figure appeared on An Ruxue's side, slowly supported her, and then said softly, "Sleep, wake up, everything is over!"

The person who came was Mo Chu who rushed back from outside the sky, and the first thing he did when he came back was to rush here to take a look at the woman, everything was not too late, just right!

Mo Chu looked at the beautiful face that fell into his arms, wiped the blood on his face, and then put it into the Sword Palace.

Roar....

A loud dragon roar sounded in the distance, overshadowing the sound of the fight, and it actually exploded in the whole world, full of anger.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a dragon rolling in the sea of people, killing. Everywhere you pass, people turn their backs!

It's Xiao Jiao.

On top of Xiao Jiao's head, there were twelve strong men, standing above the sky, staring at the dragon with cold eyes, not hiding the greed in their eyes.

This is a nine-star dragon, and looking at the majestic dragon qi, there should be a lot of true dragon blood in the body. If they can catch it back, make their skin and bones into clothes and weapons, and refine their flesh and blood into pills, they old immortals should be able to go one step further!

But somehow, the nine-star dragon that had been beaten by the twelve of them had been fighting together, and its power skyrocketed in an instant, and it was difficult for even the twelve of them to take it down for a while, and he took the opportunity to pounce on the ground, taking the lives of hundreds of people on their side.

"Suppress together!" a middle-aged man said coldly, about to raise his hand to make a killing move. But suddenly, the hairs stood on end, and the body couldn't help but tremble, and an extremely majestic coercion pressed from the sky, with monstrous anger in it, and everyone and horses were shattered everywhere it passed.

"You should die!" A voice resounded, like a Shura coming out of hell, with an incomparably strong killing aura.

Everyone was struck by lightning, followed by screams, and bright blood flowers bloomed.

Just this sound instantly took the lives of thousands of people on the ground.

Those half-step powerhouses who were lucky enough to survive looked along that side, only to see a figure slowly striding towards them.

The pace is extremely slow, but one step forward, and a few steps in front of everyone.

"You're not dead!" said someone whose face suddenly turned to ashes, and he almost collapsed in the void.

"Hmph, your master is dead, you... Go down and stay with them!"

It was Mo Chu, I saw Mo Chu with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking at the sea of corpses and blood under his feet, sighing slightly, quite a master's demeanor.

"Both... It's all forced by Juwen's book!" someone said tremblingly.

"It's such a big joke to force you!" Mo Chu suddenly laughed.

Look at the so-called strong people in the void who seem to have been immobilized, motionless.

"It's shameless!" Mo Chu suddenly scolded angrily and threw a punch. Blood flowers bloomed suddenly.

"You can't kill us!" the men scolded, resented, regretted, but it was too late!

Even if they run at this moment, they can't run, if they are allowed to choose again, they will definitely not choose this path again, but will choose to die peacefully, at least to leave a good impression on future generations, not like this late season.

"Kill!" Mo Chu roared, and the voice reached everyone's ears.

The battle stagnated slightly, looking towards the sky, the figure was so small, so young, but so majestic, and that young man was still holding a human head in his hand, it was Yu Wenshu, and his morale was great in an instant.

"Kill all these dogs!" someone roared loudly, with a smile on his face, slashing over one person with one knife, and then slashing several people one after another, before laughing loudly, "Happy!"

"Run!" Someone saw the human head, there was no blood on his face, even if he resisted a hard blow, he ran fast.

"Kill them all!" Morale has reached its peak, and they are frantically chased and killed, and the people who killed them are on their backs.

The remnants of the cavalry turned on their horses, and those who did not have horses galloped and killed them.

Looking from afar, a magnificent scene of the waves in front of the river beating the waves in front of everyone is displayed in front of everyone.

Mo Chu looked at it, and his solemn face finally flashed a smile: "Blood debt and blood repayment!"

As he spoke, Mo Chu pointed into a sword, piercing the void with a sword, stepping into it, and it was difficult to find it.

On the other side of the battlefield, Elder Sword and the head of Tongtianmen were both fighting hard.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Li Yuntian roared loudly, saying that the long sword in his hand had been thrown out heavily, and he was also slashed by the enemy in front of him, and he fell straight into the sky, trying his best to stop the body from falling.

Boom...

A sonorous sound rang out, and a figure was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by a sudden long sword and fell to the sky.

The sword elder in front of him also got a precious chance to breathe.

"Die!" said that one person died, but there were still six enemies left in front of him.

Elder Sword retreated frantically, not daring to take it hard.

The six of them were a little surprised when they missed the blow, but they quickly readjusted their breath and killed again.

"It's over!" A voice sounded, but it fell in everyone's ears like a giant mountain crumbling, and there were monstrous waves.

"Good boy!" Elder Jian and Li Yuntian smiled at the same time, and there was hope in their eyes.

In the heavenly vault, as before, blood flowers bloomed.

And Li Yuntian, who fell, was also supported by a gentle force, and it was difficult to fall for half a minute.

"Kill!" Mo Chu's figure suddenly appeared, and a sword in his hand swung out.

A sword bladed thousands of people, and a head flew up from his hand, showing it in front of everyone without reservation.

That sword was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and suddenly the army's heart collapsed, the momentum collapsed, and it was difficult to mention the murderous intent.

Elder Sword's side took advantage of the situation to launch a fierce attack, rushing into the crowd one by one, and began to fight, it should not be a chase and kill.

After that, Mo Chu rescued Bai Yanmo Qianlinyin, who was dying and seriously injured, and killed the four of them.

After that, he rushed to the battlefield where the Bai family was located and the battlefield where the monks of Xuanchan Temple were located, and it was still as tragic as before.

Even those monks were all bloody, and they were exhausted.

And the abbot of Xuanchan Temple and the head of the Bai family are even more pioneers, I don't know how many knives were cut and how much blood was shed.

If Mo Chu hadn't been one step late, the two of them would have been more than lucky.

After that, there was an even bloodier hunt, some people were crying, some people were begging for mercy.

But the battle is bloody, if it is Mo Chu who loses them, will they let them go?

"Give back my father's life!" A young man's eyes were scarlet, and the long sword in his hand was raised high, and with a single sword, the person in front of him was split in half, and his internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

After that, the young man slowly squatted down, hugged his head and cried.

Such scenes have been staged on all battlefields, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, but who will the sky spare.

The revenge of killing your father is not shared, but if you kill my whole family, hurt my whole family, you have died thousands of times, and it is not enough to repay just in case!

Gradually, the shouting and killing became quieter and quieter, the crying became louder and louder, some people knelt in front of the corpse and cried, and some people were silent and stood there with almost dull faces, and their eyes were already red.

Then, some people were unwilling to roar, and some were grief-stricken.

On that battlefield, a young man covered in blood held a corpse in his arms, it was a woman, and her face was extremely beautiful, but the face without the slightest blood made people cry for it.

The young man walked forward step by step, talking to himself, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes resting his head lightly on the woman's forehead, and a gentle smile in his eyes.

He walked like that, step by step, not knowing where he was going to go, how long he was going to go.

Gradually, the figure of the young man disappeared. Mo Chu's eyes moistened, and he said softly, "Maybe... He likes her a lot!"

Mo Chu turned his head and took one last look in that direction, with all kinds of emotions in his eyes, and slowly turned to leave.

The fighting continues, and it should have turned into a one-sided massacre, without mercy.

Mo Chu saw a man kneeling in front of a corpse, and a corpse was lying in front of him, and his heart was stabbed with a sword.

The most important thing is that the corpse is dressed in black, and the man kneeling in front of him is dressed in Lin Guo's clothes.

This is his brother, and he knows his brother who is killing all beings. In order to keep more people alive, he had to settle his brother with his own hands. He knows that his brother can't live, so since he can't live, it's better to know him with his own hands than to die at the hands of others!

.....

Mo Chu continued to move forward, stepping into the extreme depths of the opposite rear, Nanzhou is full of poor mountains and bad waters, and there are not a few mountains and forests, the green bamboo sword is impressively in his hand, and a sword light suddenly flew out and slashed in this forest.

Rumble....

With a loud bang, the forest did not turn into powder as expected, but gradually became illusory, and a palace appeared in front of Mo Chu.

This is where the Yuwen book hides.

"Destroy!" Mo Chu's face became colder and colder, and he stepped into it and pocketed all the treasures and exercises inside.

When Mo Chu stepped out, the palace suddenly rose from the ground and turned into ashes in the void.

The rest of the battle lasted nearly three hours, and the remnants of the remnants were slaughtered.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of devastation.

"You died too easily!" Mo Chu looked at the sky and said coldly.

Mo Chu looked at the ground under his feet, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, bloody and monstrous. There have been so many deaths in this war!

As he spoke, Mo Chu sat cross-legged, his hands folded, and a huge Buddha sound slowly resounded, and a majestic Buddha power slowly spread, gradually enveloping the entire Nanzhou.

Death spell, wait for the death of the dead!

"Everyone, go all the way!"