With a sneer on the corner of the night's mouth, the dancing of his hands, and the strong wind he drove cleaned up the orchid garden

Even the flower stand stone table in the yard is missing.

The wind continued to blow, and it lasted for a pillar of incense!

Dong Wuxian held the knife in both hands, and did not move. The clothes are hunting and flying in the air, but the sword intent in his eyes is still there, and the sword aura is awe-inspiring!

In the room, Meng Chaoran exclaimed: "The harmless bearing is natural, it is really a hero!"

A proud smile appeared in Mo Tear'er's eyes, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

Chu Le'er on the side was trembling a little, and there was still some pride, fear, uneasiness, and excitement in his eyes. Two small fists clenched tightly: "Big brother, did I kill those people?"

Chu Yang said: "Not bad. It's the credit of Le'er. As he spoke, he carefully observed the reaction of the little girl's eyes and face. But there was a sigh in my heart: poison is really powerful!

Hundreds of saint-level masters, if they fight desperately, they really don't know what kind of consequences will be caused. However, with the full cooperation of Chu Leer and herself, all the damage was caused, and she died here silently!

The poisonous skill is really powerful. No wonder it's easy to learn but difficult to master, all over the world, lifelong cultivation of poison, and the use of poison is like the sand of a big river, I don't know how many. But from ancient times to the present, there is only one poison doctor who really shocks the world with the name of poison!

Now, another Chu Leer has been added.

"They're all bad guys!" Chu Le'er's body trembled a little, but his eyes gradually calmed down, and said, "Big brother, it's right for me to kill them!"

Chu Yang squeezed her little hand tightly and said, "Yes, that's right! If you don't kill them, they will kill us. It was Le Er who protected us. ”

Chu Le'er finally laughed happily, and her face became proud.

The night finally stopped.

grabbed it in the air with his hand, and with an exclamation, he didn't know where to volley a person and threw it in.

The man screamed, his feet fell to the ground, and he landed in the orchid garden, trembling all over, and sat on the ground with his buttocks. His eyes looked around in horror, as if he didn't understand why he was here.

This man. Apparently an ordinary person who lives nearby, but he was killed. I was caught by the night to make shiyan. Chu Yang's eyes showed anger, and he said lightly: "This bastard is really not taking human life. He wants shiyan, and he comes in by himself, so why implicate ordinary people who don't know martial arts?"

Meng Chaoran smiled faintly: "The people of the Nine Great Families, how could they have treated ordinary people in the last three days as human beings?"

Chu Yang's eyes flashed with murderous intent

Then. The man in the courtyard finally came to his senses, screamed, and ran away. He shouted, "There are ghosts...... There are ghosts...... "Running all the way, stumbling all the way, having incontinence all the way, dripping all the way, the whole trend finally escaped......

Outside, the night sneered, and his hands were behind him. Said lightly: "It's not poisonous." ”

Everyone can see this. The face is very ugly.

The words of the night are clearly accusing the major families of being too reckless.

Shi Tianzhao said: "Lord Night, the loss of our families is too great, in the next wave, how about Lord Night arrange for your two families to attack?"

Ye Mengse smiled faintly, glanced at him, and said, "You don't fight for merit?"

Shi Tianzhao's face turned red and white, and he stopped talking. So many people were poisoned just now, and now there is another Saint Monarch in the sword, and it is not so easy to provoke. And Chu Yang, as the main master, has not come out yet.

In case he goes up, Chu Yang hasn't killed him yet, and his own people are all dead...... What do you use to fight for merit? It's.........

"Night kills rain, you lead people to rush in. "The night is faintly ordered.

Night Killing Rain said lightly: "My cultivation is shallow, I can't just fight like this, let's watch the battle outside and wait." "In Ye Ji Yu's heart, there is a strange thought somehow, that is: I don't want to be an enemy of Chu Yang very much, and I vaguely feel that if I am an enemy of Chu Yang, I will inevitably die without a place to bury!

Now, although this night is respected in the Ye family, it is a side lineage, but the night rain is the bloodline of the lineage. Now seeing that he relied on the old man to sell the old and order himself, he used the topic of killing rain at night to play, and simply hid aside!

In a large family, there is a fundamental difference in status between the lineage and the side lineage! The night has no qualifications to order the night to kill the rain.

The eyes of the night were angry, but he didn't say more, and shouted: "Go in!"

Wave your hand!

Ye Mengse waved his hand at the same time and sighed: "I wanted to make a few good friends, but I didn't expect to make trouble until now, and the soldiers will meet each other!"

The people of the Ye family also rushed over with a bang.

In the same place, only seven or eight ninth-grade saint-level masters who held their own identities were left, and Yeshi, Ye Mengse, Night Killing Rain and others were left.

In the courtyard, Dong Wuxian raised his head violently, two sharp knives shot out of his eyes, hahadaxiao, and shouted: "It's so hard to make me wait!"

Suddenly rush forward!

It's like a big mountain, and it's starting to move!

His ink knife was still stuck in the ground, and he rushed forward like this, and the ink knife ploughed out a deep mark on the ground, as if it had cracked the entire earth with his forward rush!

In an instant, he rushed in front of an eighth-grade saint-level master of the night family, Dong Wuxian shouted, the ink knife slammed into the air, and a black thunderbolt smashed down so violently!

The man roared and greeted him with his sword!

There was a deafening bang, and a few first- and second-grade saint-level masters who were about to come up to besiege around him had just approached Dong Wuxian's side, and they were knocked to the ground by this loud noise, and blood spurted wildly from their mouths.

Dong Wushu actually smashed this knife with the back of the knife!

With a loud bang, the long sword in the hand of this saint-level master shattered, and his right hand was also shattered, but Dong Wuxian's ink knife was smashed down from top to bottom without hindrance!

The back of the knife slammed into the person's head, and with a snap, it was like smashing a piece of tofu, and the crackling sound sounded, and the bones of the person's whole body started from the head, and the whole body was shattered, and the body was as soft as mud.

Dong Wuxian shouted, and the ink knife was raised, but this time, it was with a blade, slashing horizontally, and rushing into the crowd like a mad tiger.

One knife out, no matter what the opponent is, it is a broken tendon and a broken bone flying out, and the next knife, three more people were stopped and cut off, Dong Wuxian strode forward, stepping on the sea of corpses and blood, still heroic and mighty!

He roared: "The people of the Nine Great Families, is this all they can do?"

The big knife slashed down, turning into a black whirlwind, rushing left and right in the crowd, invincible. Everywhere I went, there was a scream.

A saint-level master below the ninth rank, against this saint in the sword, he didn't even have the strength to fight back, so he was killed like chopping melons and vegetables.

With a long roar, Dong Wuxian stepped on the blood of the corpse, and began to rush back in great strides! The ground was already full of pools of blood, and when he stepped on it, blood splattered several feet.

More than a dozen people who had already rushed in were chased and killed by him, and in an instant, they were killed and injured!

Dong Wuxian rushed to the innermost, suddenly turned around, raised the ink knife, and pointed forward!

Behind, more than 40 people were rushing over, and as soon as he turned around and raised his knife, he was so frightened that he stopped all of a sudden! The people behind didn't have time to stop their steps, and they actually crashed into the person in front!

Dong Wuxian pointed at the front of the knife, the tip of the knife drooped slightly, and when the blood slipped, it was connected into a line; The corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sneer, and he said lightly: "Who else doesn't want to live anymore?"

There was no sound on the other side!

Nearly a hundred people rushed over, and more than 50 people were killed by Dong Wuxian, more than half!

"It seems that we won't be able to do it?"

"Most of these who rushed over are below the eighth grade, real masters, and they haven't made a move yet!" Chu Yang looked at the more than thirty people standing far away outside the gate, and said, "Those are the real opponents! That is to say, our real dangerous moment has not yet come." ”

Mo Tear took a breath and said, "For more than a year without injury, I have always been with me in battle, and at this moment, I really want to go out and fight side by side with him!"

Chu Yang said with a smile: "If you go out now, you will weaken your unharmed momentum." ”

Meng Chaoran nodded in agreement, and said: "Now Dong Wuxian has successfully created a kind of heroic spirit with a knife in his hand and a thousand troops to break through! This kind of heroic spirit is the most intimidating to the enemy, and you are a woman; if you go out at this time, it will make the iron and blood stained with tenderness, and make the enemy feel that such Dong Wuxian is not terrible." ”

Mo Tear sighed and said, "I see. ”

How could Mo Xian'er not understand this truth? But now when he sees Dong Wuxian fighting alone, he is always panicked.

At this moment, Dong Wuxian is already another charge.

The black clothes and black hair floated back, and the ink knife was like ink-colored lightning, rushing towards the more than forty people who had already entered the courtyard. The shouting of killing suddenly became a loud one.

After practicing three charges, these people were slaughtered cleanly!

The whole yard was covered in blood.

The strange thing is that there are still thirty people left, and these thirty people, each of whom is a master of the ninth grade of the holy level, did not rush in. It's just that he watched Dong kill people without injury!

"It's a pity to kill such a heroic figure!" Ye Mengse looked at Dong Wuxian's mighty appearance with admiration: "If you want to die, you also need to be buried by a strong person!"

Ye Snorted coldly and said, "The reason why I stopped the reinforcements is not to let these people accompany him to the funeral! The old man doesn't have such a ridiculous idea of sympathy for each other like yours!"

Ye Mengse said angrily: "Then why did you stop the move?" There is a kind of depression of 'I had my heart for the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch'.

"Sharp!" The night said lightly: "This person is the seventh rank of the Saint Monarch of the Sword, as we all know, the double saint of the sword, can kill people beyond the level! Even, he, the Saint Monarch of the Seven Rank of the Sword, even if he can stand and kill a first-rank supreme when he is in full swing and his fighting spirit is high, I am no exception!"

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