"Kill, kill all the men, and kill the older women. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"I've killed fifteen, and which of you has me killed more. ”

"I've killed fourteen, almost more than you. ”

"Kill, kill, kill. ”

"This girl is so beautiful, I want to take it back. ”

The shouts of killing, the laughter, the screams for mercy, and the voices of death were mixed into a large area, and the rich smell of blood spread, filling the radius of tens of thousands of meters, and gradually drifting away.

Gradually, the sounds of killing and screaming fell silent, and the sound of malicious threats sounded again.

"Let's go. ”

"Take this shipment and go back immediately. ”

"With this batch of goods, you can hand it in, and when the time comes, I don't know what kind of reward you will get?"

"Don't think too much, even if the reward is good, it is the owners of the village who get it first, and it will be distributed to us, and it is estimated that there is not much. ”

I saw a group of murderous young middle-aged people talking while driving more than 20 women in their teens to thirties, whether they were in their teens or thirties, their posture was not bad, but they were reduced to prisoners, and they saw other people in the village being wantonly slaughtered like pigs and dogs, and they had already been frightened, one by one, their faces were pale and their lips were bloodless, and their eyes were full of palpitations, like a cow or sheep that had lost their souls.

......

"It smells of blood. Chen Zong's nose twitched slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the place where the smell of blood wafted from.

His eyes flashed, and he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a faint layer of red mist in the air 10,000 meters away in front of him, and there was no doubt that it was the source of the smell of blood.

Not so long ago, there should have been a fierce battle there.

Chen Zong's footsteps did not stop, and he walked forward quickly, and then, his complexion changed greatly, his eyes burst with a terrifying essence, and there was a sense of murderous intent that could not help but emerge from within.

Not a big war!

If it's a big war, tearing each other apart, and each has death, it's normal, then it has nothing to do with yourself.

But the scene in front of me is obviously a massacre, a one-sided massacre.

Disemboweled, dirty water flowed all over the ground, the head was cut off, the eyes were wide and the eyes were full of palpitations, the gray-haired old decay was split in half, the old and cloudy eyes were cut in half, the sturdy middle-aged man was cut off at the waist, the bull's eyes were full of unwillingness, the body of the three-year-old child was shattered and only one head remained, and the innocent eyes were full of confusion, not knowing that his young life had not yet begun to appreciate the wonders of the world, and he had died here.

Scene after scene, constantly jumping into Chen Zong's eyes, making Chen Zong's eyes more and more cold, and the murderous machine kept emerging from his heart, like volcanic magma, about to burst out.

The red jade sword seemed to be able to feel Chen Zong's mood at this time, and couldn't help but tremble, letting out a faint sound of sword roar, a trace of terrifying killing intent surrounded his body, and the temperature plummeted.

"What a ruthless thief, he didn't even let go of the old and weak, women and children. ”

The sound of Jiaojiao suddenly sounded, like thunder, and at the same time, a cold sword light shot through the air like a flying star.

Fast, sharp, and light, full of murderous intent, he vows not to stop if he doesn't kill Chen Zong.

The sword was swallowed, and before the sword arrived, it had already pierced the air, and a sharp chill hit the body.

Chen Zong's reaction was extremely fast, the moment the sword stabbed him, he had already looked at it, and the red jade sword came out of its sheath and turned into a red light that pierced through the sky.

With a sword, the flying star-like sword light was shattered, but Chen Zong did not take the opportunity to fight back, but opened his mouth and drank: "Wait." ”

"The thief should be killed. The man ignored it, and killed with his sword again, one sword divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and finally into sixty-four sword lights, one by one like flying fire meteors across the sky, like a meteor shower shot down in the air, all of them shot towards Chen Zong.

Sixty-four sword lights, brilliant and stunning, contain terrifying killing power.

The other party obviously thought that Chen Zong was the murderer of these old and weak women and children, so he showed no mercy with his sword, killed with a sword and sword, and vowed not to give up if he did not kill Chen Zong, Chen Zong understood this, but he would not stand and let Chen Zong kill.

With a slight twist and tremble of the wrist, the red jade sword followed an incomparably mysterious trajectory, shuttling through the gaps of sixty-four flying fire meteor sword lights, flexible as a fish swimming in the water, and like a swimming dragon in the nine heavens and clouds, agile and incomprehensible.

Since you can't communicate, then defeat the other party with your strength.

Sixty-four sword lights all hit the ground, exploded one after another, and connected into a large area, but Chen Zong was already nowhere to be seen.

A sword slashed, and the long sword in the opponent's hand shook, and a terrifying force impacted and shocked, causing the five fingers to be unconsciously bounced away, and the sword in his hand also slipped down.

At least seventy percent of the strength of a sword practitioner is on the sword, and if he loses the sword, his strength will drop significantly.

"I did not kill these people. Chen Zong stared at the comer and said word by word.

This person is a woman, dressed in white, with a ponytail, who doesn't seem to be very old, with a baby face, big and watery eyes, if she can convey her spirits.

The sword was shot down, there was a trace of panic in her big eyes, and when she heard Chen Zong's words, she reacted quickly, picked up the sword and clenched it tightly, staring at Chen Zong with full vigilance, and looked around from the corner of her eye, and her expression eased a little.

"As soon as I arrived here, I saw such a tragic scene, do you know who did it?" Chen Zong asked rhetorically again.

"I don't know, I'm starting to investigate. The baby-faced woman spoke, and her voice was a little childlike and crisp.

Nodding, Chen Zong did not speak again, but swept around, and after the essence under his eyes flickered, a sword mark appeared in his pupils.

Leave a trace of the sword pupil!

Before he completely perfected the Mind Sword Dao, some of the martial arts secret techniques in the Tongtian Sword Dao and the Cangyu Xuankong Dao also had a good effect on himself.

Leaving traces of the sword pupil, you can not only see through some illusions, but also see more subtle clues.

Putting away the sword pupils, Chen Zong followed the traces and traced away.

The killing intent has been born, and the killing machine surrounds the heart, and if you don't kill, your heart will not go well.

Mind Kendo!

Heart, mind, mind...... It must be as good as you like, not to punish evil and promote good, nor to do the right thing for heaven, but only for peace and smoothness, for your own ...... Road.

If you have murderous intent, you should kill.

"What are you going to do?" the baby-faced woman hurriedly asked, but Chen Zong ignored her, she didn't know each other, and Chen Zong didn't plan to know her.

"Did you find anything?" the baby-faced woman didn't get angry, but spread out her body and quickly chased after her, asking as she chased.

Chen Zong still didn't respond, and cast the Xuanxin Transformation Method, his body fluttered lightly in the wind, and swept forward like lightning without touching the ground, and gradually, he threw the baby-faced woman away.

"Wait for me. The baby-faced woman was more and more sure that Chen Zong had discovered something, and chased after her, but her speed was not as fast as Chen Zong, so she could only watch Chen Zong go away, stomping her feet with hatred, a little coquettish.

"No, I'll have to catch up and see. The baby-faced woman muttered to herself, and once again unfolded her body and chased in the direction where Chen Zong had left.

After more than half a year, Chen Zong has not only made a breakthrough in cultivation, but also made a breakthrough in his cultivation, and the accumulation of the sword path of his mind has also become more vigorous, and the Xuan Xin Transformation has also been continuously improved, and now the speed of his performance is much faster than before, and it looks more mysterious, and all changes are all based on his mind.

Gradually, Chen Zong heard a hint of conversation, which drifted intermittently in the wind, and it seemed that many people were talking.

As he approached, the sound of conversation became clearer and clearer, but Chen Zong's expression became more and more cold.

When Chen Zong saw the people talking, a rich murderous intent poured out from his eyes like a cold current.

A total of more than a dozen people, all young and middle-aged, all dressed in black and red power suits, carrying long knives, surrounded by a terrible murderous aura, they were sitting on the ground resting, gnawing on jerky, next to them, there were more than 20 rather beautiful women with their hands tied, ropes connected together, even if they wanted to escape, they would delay the speed because there were too many people pulling each other.

But these twenty or so women all shrank into a ball, trembling, they are just ordinary people, even if they have cultivation, at most they are only cultivating the cultivation of the strength realm, how can they be the opponents of this group of true martial arts realm and even pseudo-transcendent realm martial artists.

Suddenly, a trace of extremely cold aura permeated, making the dozen or so people who were munching on the dried meat and talking tremble, and they all turned their heads to look, and saw a figure rapidly approaching, and the cold breath continued to emanate from the figure.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man from the pseudo-transcendent realm led by him quickly got up, stared at Chen Zong with a solemn expression, and asked in a deep voice.

"Kill your people. Chen Zong had already affirmed that the previous massacre was done by these people, and when he saw them, the murderous intent in his heart was even stronger.

The strong uneasiness came from the depths of his heart, which made the middle-aged man with nine-star combat power look shocked, and his heart was beating wildly unconsciously.

"We are from Black Mountain Village, is there any misunderstanding Your Excellency?" the middle-aged man reported the origin of himself and the others.

Black Mountain Cottage!

Chen Zong hadn't heard of it, and he didn't know what kind of force it was, but it seemed that it wasn't a good thing, such as bandits.

That doesn't matter, just kill.

Chen Zong could see that the cultivation of these people was not high, and they had not reached the human extreme, so to deal with such a person, he naturally did not need to draw his sword.

In the eyes of the dozen or so people, they saw the incomparably sharp long sword piercing through the air, and it seemed that they were not happy, even the trajectory could be seen clearly, and even the outline of the tip of the sword could be seen clearly, and that bit of edge was constantly enlarged in the eyes.

Although they could see it clearly, they were shocked to find that their bodies could not move, as if they were imprisoned by an invisible force, and they could only watch as the tip of the sword pierced through the air.

In fact, it was not that their bodies were imprisoned, but that they didn't have time to react at all, and the seemingly slow sword was actually as fast as a streamer.

Even if Chen Zong didn't draw his sword, he just killed it with an understatement of the sword, and his strength was less than one percent, and it was not something that a group of martial artists who were not in the transcendent realm could compete.

You must know that with Chen Zong's current strength, one percent of his strength, he can kill an ordinary person in the Extreme Realm.

With a sword point, the bodies of the dozen or so bandits in the Black Mountain Cottage stood still, as if they had become sculptures, but a hole appeared in the center of their eyebrows.