"Kill him."

Ziying, the head of the Purple Mansion family, said coldly.

Whew!

The moment the words fell!

One figure after another attacked Huang Shang, but Huang Shang still stood there calmly, motionless like a mountain.

It wasn't until the other party came not far from him that Huang Shang's body finally moved!

Shhh

Huang Shang held the Death Scythe in his left hand alone, and swung it horizontally, the sharp blade tore through the air, shattered everything, and swept away thousands of armies!

Poof!

Sharp into the flesh!

Those who rushed towards Huang Shang were all cut in two by the giant scythe!

This scene almost suffocated everyone!

Dozens of Purple Mansion powerhouses were all killed by Huang Shang with one sword!

This is the sickle cultivation, in front of Huang Shang, these people are as vulnerable as a scarecrow!

The owner Ziying and the eldest young master Ziqiong are also stunned, especially Ziqiong, if he fights with Huang Shang, he will be the same as Lin Haojie, and he will be killed by Huang Shang in an instant!

The next moment, the eyes of the eldest young master Ziqiong and the eldest lady Zixia all looked at their father Ziying, only Ziying could kill Huang Shang.

Not only the two of them, but the eyes of everyone around them also fell on Ziying, how could the master of the Purple Mansion allow Huang Shang to be so presumptuous.

"Your martial arts skills are good."

The owner of the village, Ziying, stared at Huang Shang and said indifferently, he is the ultimate god of death ninth-level cultivation, and above that, he is a powerful soul-level god of death.

He could clearly feel that the cultivation reflected by Huang Shang's sword just now was not too strong, it must be a strong exercise, that is to say, Huang Shang had cultivated a very powerful martial arts.

Martial arts?

A mocking smile appeared on Huang Shang's face, he didn't use any martial arts at all, he just swung a knife very casually.

This knife is the unity of heaven and man!

"You don't understand."

Huang Shang said indifferently, Ziying, the realm is not enough, and there is no way to know what the realm of heaven and man is.

I don't understand?

The corners of the owner's purple shadow mouth twitched violently.

The dignified lord of the Purple Mansion was actually despised in public by the young Huang Shang, and Ziying was really angry!

I don't understand?

Purple Shadow sneered:

"Junior, there is no one in your eyes like this, today, you broke into my Purple Mansion to make trouble, and killed dozens of guards in my Mansion, I will abolish your cultivation and let you suffer the pain of torture every day, life is better than death!"

Zifu's voice was cold, and when everyone heard his words, they all felt a chill coming.

Huang Shang looked at Ziying, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Ziying's face sank, and he asked in a cold voice.

"You're afraid of me." Huang Shang's calm words made Ziying's expression condense, and then he reluctantly smiled:

"I'm afraid of you? I, Purple Shadow, am the head of the Purple Mansion, the ultimate god of death ninth-layer cultivation, I will be afraid of you, a junior?"

Facing the bluffing purple shadow, Huang Shang's voice was still calm:

"I broke into the Purple Mansion, ruined your son Ziqiong's wedding, killed your daughter Zixia's future husband, and destroyed all the people in your Purple Mansion, I and the Purple Mansion can be said to be incompatible, there is nothing to say at all, if you weren't afraid of me, you would have done it a long time ago, you can't be sure if you can defeat me, so you use words to intimidate me, you want to know the details of my cultivation, and at the same time, you are still delaying time."

What the!

When Ziying heard Huang Shang's words, his eyes froze.

That's right, he was afraid of Huang Shang, and he couldn't see through the knife just now.

Unknown, is the most terrifying, Ziying can't be sure how strong Huang Shang is, otherwise, with what Huang Shang did, how could he talk nonsense with Huang Shang, after everyone in his Purple Mansion was killed by Huang Shang, he should personally take action and capture Huang Shang.

Huang Shang spoke to the depths of Ziying's heart.

"Whoever you're waiting for, today, I'm going to kill you." Huang Shang pulled the princess in his right hand, grasped the giant scythe in his left hand, and stepped towards the purple shadow.

At the same time......

Rumble!

Purple phantoms rise into the sky!

The whole person of Purple Shadow is surrounded by a layer of purple light!

Behind him, dead souls emerged, purple dead souls, strange and mysterious!

In the face of Huang Shang, Ziying actually released the dead soul at the first time, which undoubtedly verified Huang Shang's words, Ziying, he was afraid of Huang Shang, because he was afraid, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he could only release the dead soul in advance.

"Slash!"

With a light spit, the giant scythe in Huang Shang's hand fell from the sky!

If he is slashed, Purple Shadow's body will be torn apart from the middle!

"Purple Fist!"

The purple shadow shouted angrily, and the dead soul behind him roared, turning into a phantom.

The endless purple qi instantly wrapped the purple shadow's body, and the purple aura turned into a spiral, rolling roaring in the purple shadow's hand, covering the purple shadow's arms.

Eventually, the endless purple fist shadow roared out!

Poof!

Shhh

Click!

Huang Shang's giant scythe quickly cut through the purple fist shadow, and the sharp blade of the scythe continued to make bursts of violent collisions with the opponent's fists!

This purple fist is a top-grade martial art of Xuanji, and it is complementary to the dead souls of the people of the Zifu lineage, and it can exert the strength of the ground-level martial arts, which is very strong!

In particular, Purple Shadow is a powerhouse of the ninth layer of the Ultimate God of Death, and the use of Purple Fist is even more majestic and thunderous!

If this punch hits the mountain, it is enough to blast the mountain into a big hole!

Battle, Battle, Battle!

The two of them clash fiercely!

At this time, everyone in the audience was terrified, the men were stupid, and the women were scared!

This battle is too fierce!

......

......

......

Gradually, Huang Shang's speed of wielding the sickle continued to slow down, and his arms became heavier and heavier, but Huang Shang's calm eyes were still engraved with unparalleled perseverance and perseverance.

"Slash!"

With a roar, Huang Shang's body was full of sharpness, cutting off everything!

The giant scythe in Huang Shang's hand poured down, and the purple fists were annihilated in the dark sword light.

"Not good!"

Zi Ying's face changed drastically, seeing Huang Shang's scythe slashing down on his head, Zi Ying didn't hesitate, and his body retreated frantically.

Da-da-da-da!

After retreating a few steps, Zi Ying's face turned extremely pale, because he saw Huang Shang's attack change direction, and he actually slashed at Ziqiong behind Zi Ying!

Huang Shang, I want to cut Ziying's son, the eldest young master Ziqiong, into two!

This scene scared Ziying stupidly, even he couldn't block Huang Shang's attack, and his son Ziqiong couldn't resist it!

"You dare to touch my son!" The purple shadow roared angrily, almost crazy!

Can't?

What am I afraid to do?

"Oh, die." Huang Shang snorted coldly.

Previously, if he hadn't happened to be taken into the carriage by Zi Ling and learned that Ziqiong might have captured Duan Shiyu, it would not be Ziqiong who died today, but Duan Shiyu would have lost her fragrance and jade.

If this is the case, he Huang Shang will regret it for the rest of his life.

Whew!

Seeing this earth-shattering knife slashing towards him, the eldest young master Ziqiong's cheeks twisted wildly!

Is he Ziqiong going to die? On his wedding day, when he was about to step into the forbidden land, he was beheaded? This is too unlucky, too tragic, right?

Poof!

There was a soft thud.

Ziqiong doesn't have any more ideas.

(End of chapter)