In an instant, the group of core elites under the Song family who had already sharpened their knives, how could they hesitate at all?

Clenching the sharp blade in his hand, like a flood beast, a swarm of bees swooped towards the more than twenty Broken Knife Flow masters!

At the same time, Tang Qingge and Dongfang Ruolan glanced at each other, and they were also not to be outdone, and instantly ejected on the spot, and the vast internal strength of the vast desolate realm around them was increased to ten percent, like an eagle soaring in the sky, attacking and killing extremely quickly!

These two women who have already broken through the realm at a young age are already the most ruthless and ruthless moves!

For a while, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and a huge and tragic killing campaign was completely opened!

Under the gloomy and dark sky of the evening, the cold wind of the harsh winter raged the land.

Black figures were intertwined, mixed with dazzling knife light, jumping and fighting!

The temperature of the air dropped suddenly, and the sky was overwhelming, and only the breath of hellish death was enveloped. That cold and piercing slaughter is about to completely swallow the earth!

Song Chengcheng didn't make a move!

The eight winds of Mount Tai stood still in place, standing proudly with their hands on their backs, letting the long skirt that was as red as blood, and the beautiful glass and green silk fluttering wantonly in the cold wind!

It's just that the beautiful face that captivates the country and the city, unconsciously, is already a gloom that goes deep into the bone marrow!

A pair of beautiful eyes, locked in the distance, the woman in a pure black dress and a white filial piety dress, with a graceful and sexy figure that provokes people to commit crimes!

In his eyes, a little vigilance, a little condensation, a little arrogance and determination!

The long sword covered with cyan dragon patterns on the back emitted a pleasant dragon roar in the cold wind!

It seems that if that woman dares to make any rash move, the sword will come out of its sheath!

A sword slashed, blood splattered in yellow sand!

At this moment, didn't Su Wanxi's expression condense terribly?

Standing motionlessly at the front of the group of Su family members, staring coldly at the distance ahead, this bloody killing that was in full swing and fiercely going on, staring at the woman who stood proudly with the long sword on her back!

The beautiful face has become pale, and there is not the slightest trace of blood!

The group of ace elites of the Broken Knife Stream, every time they died tragically, their eyelids jumped violently twice!

A slender jade hand reached to his waist, and his knuckles rattled!

Bei Yan bit his lower lip, just crystal tears, lingering in his eyes.

Zhao Xiaotian's gloomy and solemn face just now finally gradually dissipated, and in his eyes, he could no longer hide the hardship and helplessness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, too much misery and desolation!

The Adam's apple agitated up and down, slowly closed his eyes, and gasped!

For some reason, there was a sudden piercing pain in my heart, my nose was so sour, and my eyes became a little moist!

Time has passed, and this bloody killing of the broken knife is still inseparably fierce!

However, although the group of people in the Broken Sword Stream are all top masters who have experienced a hundred battles without exception, how can they be the opponents of Tang Qingge, Dongfang Ruolan, the two great desolate realms, and the fifteen or sixteen ace elites of the Song family?

What's more, there are more than 30 aces of Xiaotianmen surrounded by brushes next to him, and they are ready to support at any time!

In less than half an hour, this tragic killing came to an end!

There is no accident, the huge disparity in strength, under this dumpling-like encirclement and suppression, the core elite of the Broken Knife Stream, many of them were all killed!

On the empty grass, there were more than 20 corpses lying horizontally, blood spraying everywhere, and the air was filled with only a pungent and disgusting smell of blood!

It's tragic! It's shocking!

For a while, among the members of the Su family, several women looked at the bloody picture like purgatory in front of them, and couldn't help it anymore, lying on the ground and vomiting!

Despite this, the elite of the Song family, four people were killed on the spot, three people were seriously injured, and the casualties were not unmistakable!

Even Tang Qingge, the arrogant lady of the Tang Sect in the past, was also slightly injured because she had just broken through the realm last night and lacked a little practical experience!

Everything is finally at peace!

It was only at this time that Su Bancheng and the group of Su family members finally breathed a long sigh of relief!

Although he is not a person in the martial arts, how can he not know that the crisis of family destruction faced by the family has finally been completely lifted and the danger has been turned into a disaster!

Only Su Wanxi did not show the slightest joy of being pardoned!

On the contrary, he looked at the ground in front of him, and the more than 20 corpses lying horizontally and vertically, trembling weakly.

A pair of beautiful eyes, tears are flickering and lingering, and the face is so pale that there is no blood.

It seems that there is too much struggle, too much pain of being unable to make a choice. But after a long time, the little hand that reached out to his waist finally slowly let go!

At this time, Tang Songyuan, who had suffered two heavy injuries from Zhao Qingniu in a row, had already suffered serious internal injuries, and was lying on the ground in embarrassment, was not shocked on the spot.

Forcibly enduring the churning of the internal organs, as well as the severe pain of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra under the serious injury, he gasped for breath, and his face was already gray and blue.

The chubby body trembled like chaff, and there was only despair left on his face.

How is it not clear, the ambition of the Broken Knife Stream's months-long careful calculation and layout, in an attempt to seize the Su family's strong industry in one fell swoop, has finally been completely shattered at this moment!

But how could you have imagined that not only hope was dashed, but also so lost?

However, at this time, the next situation stunned everyone present!

I saw that time passed, a full minute, but Tang Song Yuan was finally so difficult and miserable, struggling to get up from the ground!

looked straight at Zhao Xiaotian in the distance, and in despair who was unable to return to the sky, a hideous and distorted miserable smile suddenly appeared on his face.

His eyes were red, and he shouted hoarse and sorrowful, "Zhao Xiaotian, do you think that if you save the Su family today, you will be able to stop my iron hooves from breaking the knife flow?" Do you think that if you succeed today, you will win? ”

"Let me tell you, I still have hundreds of hot-blooded men who are boiling with blood, as well as the wise and martial saint queen! One day, I will surely step on the land of China with iron hooves, and I will be ashamed of today! ”

"Haha......" The voice was stunned, resounding through the sky, holding on to his body not to fall, another mocking and disdainful laugh, his eyes were hideous and resentful, "Even if you win today, what?" Even if one day, my huge broken knife will flow like a river of blood? ”

"Isn't your Zhao family's intelligence system known as pervasive? Haven't you already found a lot of things behind your back? But today, let me tell you, there is a secret, looking at the world, only I, Tang, Song and Yuan, and the great sword saint Chiba Martial Idiot know! ”

A bloodthirsty sneer, "Today, this secret will always accompany me and Master Chiba Martial Idiot, buried in the loess, you will never know!" You Zhao Xiaotian, in this life, you will live in hellish pain, life is better than death, and you will never be able to live forever! ”

(End of chapter)