More than 100 people came, and in less than two quarters of an hour, nearly half of them were killed or wounded.

Although the losses of the Xue family are also very heavy, as long as Xue Jian is there, if they continue, more than 100 of them will die sooner or later.

This time, the leader was the goatee wizard on the surface, but secretly, it was this mediocre-looking man who was giving orders.

His status in the Witch King's Palace is higher than that goatee wizard.

As soon as the words came out, someone took out a horn and blew a whining sound.

The sound of the beast's horn on the battlefield meant the withdrawal of the army, and the faces of those martial cultivators who were still fighting in the Xue family's compound changed greatly.

The order to retreat in the fierce battle was a very big blow to morale, and for a while, the people in the courtyard panicked, and those martial arts cultivators all rushed out regardless of it.

The big man with the arm who was still fighting with Senhu was in a mess, and was caught by Senhu by the flaw, pinched his wrist with one hand, and twisted it hard.

The big man with the arm let out a wail, and his left hand was directly twisted off, and at the same time, Senhu kicked him on the knee violently, crippling his right leg on the spot.

Another punch slammed into his face, and the man's screams and wails were like killing a pig, and his whole face was blurred by the flesh and blood of the hammer.

Sen Hu happily vented the hatred in his heart, and after hammering the big man with the arm to death, he rushed forward, casually eliminated the two fleeing enemies, and went straight to the group of wizards who had already mounted their horses and prepared to evacuate outside the door.

What he hated the most was this group of wizards from the Witch King's Palace.

At this moment, the mediocre-looking man, already under the escort of the others, rode a war horse and rushed out of the city.

At this moment, two elderly wizards stood in the way ahead.

They looked at death as if they were home, and chanted a spell that caused all the horses to lose control and fall to the ground.

The mediocre-looking man knew that if it was a little later, he would probably be wiped out.

He roared, and rushed forward as he cast his sorcery.

"Old thing, fuck me off. ”

This man's sorcery attainments are not low, and in a matter of moments, two flames formed in front of him.

The two old wizards did not retreat at all, and also performed witchcraft, condensing flames.

The fire erupted in the street, and the man ducked to the side, rushing to the front of the two old wizards with great speed.

He is both a sorcerer and a martial arts cultivator, so he knows very well that after a wizard is close to him, it is a dead end in front of a martial arts cultivator.

Although his injuries were not light, it was not difficult to deal with two old men who were about to enter the ground.

Just as he was about to slap the two to death with one palm, the anger and hatred in the eyes of the two elderly wizards seemed to turn into substance.

A raging fire ignited from them, and the two of them rushed towards the man together.

He never expected that these two people would actually have the idea of dying together, and set themselves on fire with witchcraft.

The light of the fire illuminated his pupils and his body, and at such a close distance, he didn't have time to retreat before he was consumed by the flames.

The two elderly wizards hugged his body and bit his neck, venting the monstrous resentment of the death of the clan and the destruction of the tribe on his body.

The terrible screams echoed throughout the street, and the wizards who wanted to retreat were shivering and their scalps were numb.

They have been completely frightened, and their hearts have been swallowed up by fear.

At this moment, Senhu rushed over, like a vengeful god, rushed into the crowd, hammered the heads of those people, trampled through their chests, and trampled their bodies.

At this moment, this street seems to have turned into a battlefield of Shura, a hell on earth.

Flesh and blood splattered, wreckage was all over the ground, and in a short period of time, more than twenty wizards all died at the hands of Senhu, and none of them survived.

His body was stained red with blood, and he still had a skull in his hand.

Senhu looked at the two elders in the flames and slowly fell, the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated.

There is respect, there is sadness, there is hatred, there is freedom, but more than that, it is firm.

He turned his back to the sea of fire and strode towards the Xue family.

The road to revenge has just begun.

At the gate of the Xue family, there were less than twenty martial cultivators who rushed out alive, and they were all experienced in a hundred battles, all of them were strong, and the lowest was also the Danyuan Realm.

The group had no intention of fighting at all, and rushed out of the gate, or rode away on war horses, or jumped directly onto the roof, and fled by flying over the wall.

Xue Mingzhi, Xue Hongzhi and others followed closely behind, unwilling to let anyone go, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

Mu Qing and Du Xiaoqing were guarding Xue Jian's side, and both of them saw the scene when Xue Jian broke through just now, and their hearts were still difficult to calm down at this moment.

At this time, Xue Jian's aura climbed again, until it reached its peak, and when he couldn't raise it anymore, he opened his eyes.

Triple Mixed Element Realm!

After pressing for more than a month, he broke one big realm and two small realms in one go, and Xue Jian was quite satisfied.

"Teacher, your realm ......"

Du Xiaoqing's big eyes widened, and he looked at Xue Jian as if he was looking at an unfathomable pool of water.

"Come back and talk slowly. ”

Xue Jian smiled and patted her on the shoulder, and swayed away, directly chasing a martial artist who was galloping on horseback.

After the realm was raised, he had a significant improvement in all aspects, and his speed was much faster, and with just two legs, he could run over a four-legged war horse.

Xue Jian quickly caught up with the man, and with a punch he fell off his horse and fell to the ground, his heart shattered and he died.

The war horse was still galloping, as if he didn't notice that its owner had changed.

Xue Jian just stood on horseback, like a snow-white coat, floating out of the dust.

With a strong leap, he caught up with the second martial cultivator, and after killing him easily, his eyes flashed, and he stared at a strong man who was flying on the roof.

This person's speed is much faster than that of a war horse, and his strength has already reached the Mixed Yuan Realm.

Xue saw that his right foot was lightly touched, and his body was as light as a swallow, falling on the roof, chasing after the man.

It was an old man with a rosacea, and after seeing Xue Jian staring at him, the old man's expression sank, and he took out a pot of wine from his waist and took a sip.

After drinking this sip, his speed instantly increased a lot, and the distance between the two was opened by a hundred meters.

Xue Jian's eyes froze, this old guy's wine is good, and he can actually speed up.

He immediately burst out with all his strength, and his speed also increased, and when the distance was only fifty meters, when he saw that the old man was about to drink again, Xue Jian slapped him with a flower-piercing palm.

The old man was forced to put away the flask and resist with his backhand.

The two ran wildly on the rooftops, fighting each other in the air.

Soon, they arrived at the location of the city gate, and seeing that the old man was about to leave the city, Xue Jian took out the Soul Shock Fist and punched it.

This punch made the old man's soul tremble, and his consciousness was in a trance for a moment, just like that, Xue saw that he was approaching quickly, and grabbed the soul snatching hand away.

A feeling that he had never felt before hit his heart, making the old man's face change greatly, and he couldn't resist at all.

Xue Jian stepped forward, not in a hurry to end this person's life, and asked with a smile.

"You're a good drinker, what's that?"