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The wind blew, and the smell of blood spread in an instant, and countless dark fangs seemed to suddenly light up in the darkness, and the big swords, sharp swords, heavy axes, and strange-shaped weapons suddenly lit up with bright lights, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy exploded to the extreme without breathing, and then exploded.

The screams and muffled snorts were blown away in the wind, and the piercing killing intent rolled up like a tsunami, and suddenly covered it, vividly stretching the piercing killing intent and bloodthirsty ruthlessness.

Dozens of black shadows in the front row rushed out of the night like ghosts, and the scene looked like dozens of people piercing out of the dark scroll.

When his eyes focused on the side of a man in black, he saw a feminine and mysterious long sword, on which the water rippled and cut his throat, and another ghostly body burst through, like a gale, and a pitch-black short blade in his hand swung dozens of times in a row at the moment of wiping his body.

And it was only at this time that the hands of the man in black gathered spiritual energy, the big knife against the long sword in his throat, but the light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and a dense hole was cracked in his left waist, and blood flowed out.

He opened his mouth, the angry shouting in his mouth stopped abruptly, a bloody arrow pierced out of his throat, and his body went limp, and he fell to the ground heavily.

Such a similar scene, with a touch of kung fu, the black-clothed people fell one after another, of course, it would also take some of the lives of the Qingyun Sect, but the proportion of that number was shocking.

It's like one side rushing at you with a fierce momentum, while the other side simply swings your sword, and a lot of enemies lie down silently, which is terrifying.

"It's not a formation in the army, it's not some kind of fixed coordination, it's...

"It's just taking other people's lives, cold and efficient, there is no fixed routine, just to kill faster, whether it's a single kill, or cooperate, there is no need to communicate, as long as you see an opportunity, you will shoot immediately, this is just... Hell yes. “

This kind of thing is simple to say, but it is not easy to do, the reason is very simple, because most people will subconsciously lock on to a few targets before killing, and only after killing will they choose the next target, which is limited by their vision and strength.

But those people on the other side are not, they don't lock on to the target, but they see the opportunity to start, instinctively choose the easiest enemy to kill, no matter how the intermediate process is achieved, this requires countless kills to be forged, and it is an ability to integrate efficient killing into the bone marrow to manifest.

The strength of this kind of person may not be very high, but between the same level, he is definitely the most dangerous enemy, and he is the most terrible killer on the battlefield.

"Thousands, at least a third of them do, and the rest, though not, are not far off... This Qingyun Sect is an evil sect. “

The corners of the mouths twitched in the words of a few old people, among the hundreds of large and small sects they had killed, they had never encountered any sect as cold as the Qingyun Sect in front of them.

"Why didn't you think Qingyun Sect was so terrifying before?" An old man said suspiciously.

"The old man has also seen the disciples of the Qingyun Sect a few times before, but this is not the case, the change should have started when Qin Hao took over as the sect master." Another old man said in a gloomy tone: "This Bai Wuji accepted a great disciple before he died." ”

"Hmph, why does Elder Wu also want to accept a disciple who kills the master?" Another old man sneered, and then added: "In my opinion, this Qin Hao must have some secret." “

"That's enough, the sect master must already have these things in his heart, and there is no need for us to discuss them here." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and looked coldly at the slaughtered personnel, his eyes were cold, "Elders, do it." ”

Time seemed to stop for a moment, a cold wind blew through the dense forest, and a delicate ring swirled and flew like an arc of lightning, passing through the battlefield, cutting a bloody line.

Click!

Dozens of stout uncles were cut off by the waist, the fracture was smooth and matchless, and they slipped diagonally, and then in the field, nearly a hundred disciples of the Qingyun Sect suddenly separated their bodies, their feet were still moving, but the upper body was frozen in the air, and after a breath, they fell to the ground in unison.

Blood sprayed like pillars, bright and scarlet, and even the darkest of nights could not hide this touching color.

"The people of the Qingyun Sect listened, and if they didn't want to die, they would let the old man go away."

The black air was permeated, the strong wind was blowing, and a masked old man in black stepped on the flying ring like lightning, and his clothes flew "fiercely" in the wind.

The ring under his feet swayed, and a brown halo rippled on the ring, one, two, three... In the blink of an eye, dozens of brown rings wrapped around the man's feet, each of which swirled and sharply cut through the air.

"Kill him!"

A cold voice came from the crowd, and a white horse came in an instant, and the decapitating broadsword flipped over, and the churning air made a roaring sound.

Phew!

The sword light slashed, and the aura on a straight line was all shattered, and the big knife castrated more than just slashing and falling.

The old man snorted, stepped on his feet, flipped his body ninety degrees, stopped horizontally in the air, and suddenly grabbed the beheading knife with a whirlwind in both hands.

"That's a lot of strength!" The old man sneered, and all the rings in the air shot out in an instant, shooting from all corners to Zaibu.

Doo, doo!

The ground was splashed with rocks, and the rings were nailed to the ground fiercely, shattering into the air without chopping, and the blue liquid sprayed on the old man's face.

"Not good!"

His pupils shrank, his body spun in the air and rose rapidly, an ice-blue dragon rapidly dilated in his pupils, and on the crystal clear fangs like jade, there was a terrible chill, which looked like jagged sharp jagged teeth, which was terrifying.

"Help!"

A loud shout, like thunder, exploded directly in the crowd, as fast as if a person arrived at the side when he spoke, only to see a muscular arm explode, blood sprayed.

The masked elder was flung out like a cannonball, caught by three other figures shooting out of the dense forest.