Chapter 96

At the moment of collision, two rays of light spread out in all directions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blue and red color on Zhao Wuxian's side was obviously more vigorous, and after a moment's pause, the first golden word "Om" was directly shattered, and the golden light in the sky spread out in all directions, turning into golden light and dissipating in the air.

Zhao Wuxian's body was also suddenly shocked, and his face turned slightly pale, but the light of the long sword in front of him burst out even more, and the speed was faster and approached the second golden character.

The spiritual power storm formed by the collision of the two Dao techniques spread wildly in all directions, and those martial arts people who were originally separated by a certain distance and whose strength was slightly weaker were directly blown away. The slightly stronger ones also looked frightened and resisted strongly. They scattered and fled.

The first golden word had been broken, and a hint of fierceness flashed in Zhao Wuxian's eyes, and the ferocity was even stronger, and the two golden words were broken again.

"Well!"

"What!"

The three golden words were broken one after another, and Shang Zhi and the others were shocked on their faces, and then a look of surprise appeared on their faces. But it was Zhao Wuxian who couldn't help the force of the shock anymore, and the injuries in his body exploded, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Brothers, he's wounded!

Shang Ji yelled. The rest of the monks didn't dare to slack off at all, looking at the fourth golden word that they were about to meet with Zhao Wuxian, a trace of brilliance flashed in their eyes, their bodies turned into lightning, and they suddenly followed the golden word, waiting for Zhao Wuxian and the golden word to collide, and immediately shot and killed.

Zhao Wuxian sneered in his heart, regardless of the blood that had been left behind, the spiritual power in his body had been operated to the extreme, just like a sword outside the sky, with blood and fire. The golden word continued to enlarge in Zhao Wuxian's eyes, and with a bang, Zhao Wuxian shook all over, and the golden word was already shattered. It's just that the injury can no longer be controlled, and blood keeps gushing out of his mouth.

Shang Zhi's eyes were ecstatic, and they each sacrificed their own Dharma magic weapons and smashed them at Zhao Wuxian.

The Illusory Shadow Giant Sword in front of Zhao Wuxian had not yet dissipated, but at this moment it had dimmed to the extreme, and the blue and red rays were also extremely wilted, Shang Zhi laughed loudly, and the golden wooden fish in his hand slammed down, and a sound wave shot out, along with the Dao methods of several other junior disciples, and faced the Illusory Giant Sword.

The giant sword was only a slight gear, and then it shattered, turning into countless blue and red rays and disappearing into the air.

The smiles in the eyes of Shang Zhi and the others continued to expand, and they had even seen the scene of Zhao Wuxian's death.

The second wave of spells was already approaching Zhao Wuxian's head, and they didn't believe that Zhao Wuxian would be able to avoid this attack. Or survive this attack.

The second wave of spells had even blown Zhao Wuxian's hair up, and countless dust on the ground swirled, and at this moment, Zhao Wuxian suddenly raised his head. At this time, Zhao Wuxian could no longer see a trace of sanity, and his eyes were full of blood, releasing a faint glow of blood.

Zhao Wuxian didn't look at the approaching spell, and through the spell, he saw Shang Zhi and the others with a smile on their faces, and the corners of his mouth grinned, spreading all over his face, and his originally quite delicate face became extremely demonic.

The four spells hit with a bang. The dust flying in the sky suddenly covered Zhao Wuxian's figure. Shang Zhi laughed loudly: "No matter what, you are just an evil demon after all, and you still have to be suppressed by us!"

The scene seemed to be quiet for a while, and when the aura of the spell dissipated, the dust fell to the ground, and the leaves fell one by one, but it was caused by the fluctuation of spiritual power.

It's just that Zhao Wuxian was missing, or rather, his body was not seen.

The scene became eerie in an instant. The smiles on the faces of Shang Ji and the others froze.

The four of them quickly knotted together, looked around, and the people who were watching from a distance around them slowly retreated, obviously seeing the strangeness. At this moment, anyone can become a suspect.

Suddenly, a burst of wind flew overhead, Shang Zhi didn't think about it, he knocked it directly into the sky, the spiritual power of his whole body was already erect, the golden light was dazzling, and the speed of the sound wave rushed into the air very quickly. With the sound wave, Shang Zhi suddenly raised his head, but it was empty.

One of the junior disciples hesitated and said, "Could it be that it has been smashed to pieces?"

Even he didn't believe this, the weird smile that Zhao Wuxian had before he disappeared had already been imprinted in everyone's hearts.

There was another sound of breaking wind, and it approached rapidly. Shang Zhi and the others hurriedly looked at it, and the spell in their hands was already on guard.

But once again, it was empty. Just as Shang Zhi and the others approached the storm, a strange laughter floated in the venue.

"Hahahaha, aren't you trying to kill me?

The voice seemed to come from all directions, ethereal, and Shang Zhi and the others hurriedly looked around at the changes around them.

"I am a demon, then I am a demon, and I swear to your Tianjing Sect!"

Suddenly, a dazzling blood-red light flashed in the air, which was only a little bit in size at first, but in an instant, it had become a curtain covering the sky, just like the Blood Buddha.

The speed of appearance and the canopy of heaven were just as soon as they were completed, and they had already swooped down.

Shang Zhi and the others' faces changed drastically, and all the Dharma magic weapons in the hands of the four of them were thrown out at this moment.

It's just that in an instant it's already collided together. This time there was no shining light, and there was no earth-shattering explosion. Those magic weapons and Dao techniques directly broke through the blood-colored curtain and flew into the sky even more, the golden light was dazzling, but it made the people who watched it stunned, but Shang Zhi and the others were extremely stunned.

Shang Zhi was the first to react, and immediately exclaimed: "It's not good, get out of the way!"

As soon as the words came out, Shang Zhi had already dodged out, and then several junior disciples also reacted and wanted to avoid it.

At this time, the shock protrusion.

Shang Zhi was still untouched when he retreated, but at this moment, a long sword passed through his chest, as if waiting for Shang Zhi to come without any movement.

Shang Zhi's pupils gradually dilated, and he glanced down at the long sword that came out of his chest, wanting to turn around and look at the person behind him, but after all, there was no chance. The long sword roared softly, and it was withdrawn from Shang Zhi's body, and Shang Zhi no longer had the slightest vitality.

Shang Zhi fell down and revealed the person behind him, dressed in green clothes, his robe was flying, a pair of bloody eyes, with a sarcastic smile on his face, the smile expanded from the corner of his mouth, the long sword trembled, and a trace of blood light flowed from the long sword, Zhao Wuxian let out a long laugh, the sword flashed, and a blood-colored rainbow cut through the heaven and earth, and went straight to the three of Shenyu.

The remaining three were bloodless and frightened. Seeing Zhao Wuxian pounce up, he didn't resist anymore and fled directly.

Zhao Wuxian's speed at this time was comparable to them. Changhong broke through the air, the sword light was like a body, and a huge head flew out, with horror on his face.

"The last two!"

The blood-colored sword light flickered again, and Zhao Wuxian stood still again. The bodies of the last two monks who fled had already fallen from the gaokao and Gang.

The robe on Zhao Wuxian's body was already stained red with blood, and with those bloody eyes, the long sword was in his hand, and the dripping blood fell from the tip of the sword, falling on the leaves and on the ground.

There was silence in the square, only the sound of blood drops, which seemed to drip in my heart.

I don't know who came back to their senses and began to flee with a scream, and the other people in the square also formed a kind of howling response and scattered and fled.

"Hahahaha~~"

"Today, I slaughter the Heavenly Pure Sect!"

"Qiang!" The blood-colored sword light had already released on the square, and a blood mist suddenly rose from Zhao Wuxian's body, and the blood beads on the ground gradually formed and rose up, gradually enveloping Zhao Wuxian in it.

At this moment, Zhao Wuxian had only one thought in his heart, and that was to slaughter the people here, and the depression that had been suppressed for many days broke out at this moment.

The sword light roared up, and Zhao Wuxian's figure flashed in the square. Screams rang out.

The rest of these people, most of them came to recruit disciples for the Tianjing Sect, their strength is not high, the highest is the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, there has never been a person who has broken through the foundation, Zhao Wuxian is undoubtedly like a tiger pounced on a flock of sheep at this moment, people keep falling, Zhao Wuxian has turned into a demon king in their eyes, killing gods.

The less fast ones had all fallen on the square, and the slightly faster ones had fled to the foot of the mountain. Zhao Wuxian's square here was originally a peak, but a square was cut out at the top of the mountain to receive outsiders. At this time, the person was running under the king's mountain, and if he was thrown into the forest, maybe the killing god would not chase after him.

The blood mist that Zhao Wuxian turned into rolled wildly, and people kept dying. How could those who escaped compare to Zhao Wuxian's speed.

Zhao Wuxian's footsteps stopped, and the blood mist gradually dissipated. The sword was drawn from the body of a man, and the blood mist sprayed thin.

There were three people in front of Zhao Wuxian, one was Liu Feng, who had pretended to be unconscious before, and he still hadn't opened his eyes at the moment, but next to Liu Feng was a man and a woman. The man's face was pale, and one hand had been cut off, but he finally escaped from Zhao Wuxian's hands, and was blocked by Zhao Wuxian at this moment.

"Min'er, let's go, I'm a useless person......" The man said with difficulty, in fact, they knew in their hearts how could they escape from this escape, but there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts, what if?

Zhao Wuxian's long sword was slowly raised and aimed at the woman in front of him.

The woman's face was very resolute, and she stood in front of the man, and said, "Brother Jing, even if you die, you have to die together, it's a big deal to fight with this demon king to kill the gods." ”

"You ......"

"Do you remember what we said when we got married?"

Zhao Wuxian's long sword paused, and the tip of the sword had already stabbed a bloody mark on Min'er's neck. These two people were just people who wanted to come to watch the ceremony, but they did not expect to meet such people.

At this time, Liu Feng, who had been pretending to be dead next to him, also stood up from the ground, his face was a little pale and frightened, but his voice was very calm, and said, "Are you still Zhao Wuxian?"

Zhao Wuxian turned his head to look at Liu Feng's face, and his expression suddenly became a little trance-like, as if a certain face in his memory wanted to coincide with the person in front of him, but he never coexisted. And the word 'marriage' that Min'er said echoed in his mind.

Zhao Wuxian's long sword was slowly put down, and the man named Jing Ge'er just looked at Min'er with a wry smile, as if there was only Min'er in his eyes, and there was no Zhao Wuxian, the killing god.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Wuxian turned around and was about to leave.

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