The Strongest Martial Emperor" (Author: A Song of Dongfeng Chapter 613 Massacre) text, please enjoy!

Such a bare-handed battle, Bai Yu is the first time to try, after getting the blood drinking sword, a sword that sharpens iron like clay, Bai Yu's subsequent battles have never left the blood drinking sword, like this empty-handed hand-to-hand combat has not been tried again, but Bai Yu did this, not just for the sake of coolness, Bai Yu's main purpose is to use the blood drinking sword to contain the three elders of Thorn Tong, so that the three elders of Thorn Tong are bogeyed.

It was exactly the same as the result Bai Yu expected, the Blood Drink Divine Sword was suspended beside him, like a poisonous snake's letter, as if it would give a fatal blow to one of the three elders of Thorn Tong at any time, and Bai Yu did not let the Blood Drink Divine Sword lock on one person steadily, but only faintly pointed the tip of the sword at the three elders of Thorn Tong, which immediately made the three elders of Thorn Tong dare not use all their strength to fight.

The creatures killed by the Blood Drink Divine Sword are tens of thousands in Bai Yu's hands alone, and I don't know how many unlucky ghosts have suffered on the Blood Drinking Sword before Bai Yu, a fierce soldier like this has long been condensed from the soul into a natural murderous aura, every time it is swept by that cold aura, the three elders of Thorn Tong will feel a chill in their vests, so that no matter which old man it is, they will not dare to use all their strength to fight Bai Yu, because they have to be distracted to pay attention to any movement of the Blood Drinking Divine Sword, because at some point, the deadly ghost thing will unconsciously penetrate the heart of one of them, or string two of them into a sugar gourd！

And what Bai Yu wants is to have such an effect, so that the three elders of the thorn tong are aggrieved, and the more they fight, the more angry they are, because in this way, the three elders of the thorn tong will become angry, and the angry enemy will definitely become crazy, but once people are angry, they will definitely make mistakes, and the angry enemy is the strongest, and at the same time the weakest, in this way, Bai Yu can easily find the opponent's weakness to facilitate the killing of one blow.

If you want to kill the three purple-level middle grades, this matter is not much difficult for Bai Yu, because Bai Yu's strength is not measurable for cultivation, even if the three elders of the thorn Tong try their best, Bai Yu can also kill the three of them one by one without paying any price, but the current Bai Yu is no longer the white feather of the past, before the decisive battle on the top of the Yellow River, Bai Yu is always full of calculations, and he can do whatever he can do, even if he pays a painful price to win, Bai Yu will choose to do without hesitation, it can be said that he has done things without thinking through his brain, and in the two days when he was lying in bed and couldn't move, Bai Yu had already thought very clearlyThere is no need for him to do this, some things if you use your brain, it will be twice the result with half the effort, you only need to make the opponent lie down, why waste extra strength? The real strong man is not only relying on brute force to fight bravely, desperately, but to kill people with his brain, the real battle happens invisibly, obviously even the fingers have not moved, the enemy has already fallen, this is the most brilliant battle, this is the work of the really strong!

In fact, it can be seen from the battle in the Heavenly Sword Valley that the current Bai Yu is no longer the white feather of the past, Bai Yu knows how to fight to call it victory, and the pity of the three elders of Thorn Tong is destined to only become an experiment for Bai Yu's transformation and training.

The pure purple Xuan Qi is surging, so that Bai Yu's body is like a fish swimming in the water, and he is comfortable in the attack of the three elders of Thorn Tong, and from time to time he counterattacks tricky, and also makes the three elders of Thorn Tong busy, in addition to fighting wholeheartedly at this time, he can only cry out in his heart, but in addition to this, what can they do, in the hands of Bai Yu, the killing god, unless he is willing, which time can there be a survivor?

A minute later, there were three more corpses in Bai Yu's Sumeru ring with crushed bones, who else could there be if it wasn't the poor three elders of Thorn Tong? After killing the three elders of Thorn Tong, Bai Yu aimed his eyes at the large army behind the battlefield, looking at the 360,000 army of black pressure below, Bai Yu raised his eyebrows lightly, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with these rabble who were in chaos, and directly drove the blood drinking sword to the army below.

When the clothes on Bai Yu's chest burned into ashes in the unicorn fire, the blood-red unicorn fire gushed out from it, and Bai Yu's body also began to fly quickly around the large army, and the body flew rapidly, Bai Yu's chest was like a flamethrower, scattering the unicorn fire on the periphery of the ethereal army, making the ethereal army even more frightened if it didn't know what was going on.

And the Heavenly Sword Ancestor, who had already risen to the sky and was suspended in the air with his own magic weapons, also came strongly, ten purple-level powerhouses, among which there were ten purple-level peerless powerhouses with high-grade cultivation, such a lineup, even if it was an army of 360,000, it was dwarfed.

As soon as the Heavenly Sword Ancestor appeared, the 360,000 ethereal army immediately became panicked, but when the ethereal army in panic was about to break and flee, Bai Yu had already begun to release the Qilin Fire along the surroundings of the army, this kind of flame that could continue to burn on the water, how could it be that these rabbles with the highest cultivation level of less than the blue level could resist? Although more than 300,000 people were gathered in a pile, and the scope was a little too wide, Bai Yu still surrounded the ethereal army with unicorn fire in less than three or five minutes, and no one escaped, some of them thought they could cross the unicorn fire, but they were burned to the corners of their clothes by the unicorn fire, and they would be spread to the whole body by the flames in less than two seconds, and then consumed all the Xuan Qi when resisting the flames, and were burned alive into charcoal, and finally smashed to the ground, turning into black powder flying in the air.

Stepping on the Heavenly Sword and Breaking the Moon, suspended in the air at a height of five hundred meters, overlooking the circle below surrounded by Qilin Fire, and looking at the 360,000 troops in panic surrounded by flames, Bai Yu's face also showed a wicked smile.

Originally, Bai Yu didn't need to be so troublesome, if he wanted these 360,000 people to go to hell in the shortest possible time, Bai Yu only needed to let the Heavenly Sword Ancestor take action at the first time, and he would release the Qilin Fire in the sky, it would not take a few minutes at most, this group of rabble who wanted to threaten the safety of Bai Cheng would follow the three elders of the Thorn Tong to fight in hell, and the people who were burned to death by the Qilin Fire would not leave a trace in the end, Bai Yu knew that he was fully capable of making these 360,000 people disappear without a trace, so that they would evaporate in the world。

However, Bai Yu wanted to leave a little gift for Feng Rujian, at least give them a bunch of corpses, Bai Yu didn't mind, although it would take Bai Yu and the others at least half an hour.

Instead of directly bombing and slaughtering this group of poor low-level warriors in the air, after making sure that no one could escape from the circle of flames, Bai Yu immediately flew in front of the Heavenly Sword Ancestor and led the Heavenly Sword Ancestor to rush into the crowd below.

Nineteen people rushed into the ethereal army, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, among these nineteen people, the lowest cultivation is all purple-level middle-grade powerhouses, for these low-level cultivators, they are already equivalent to the existence of gods, because low-level cultivators are in their hands, as weak as an ant, as long as the purple-level powerhouses turn their fingers, they will be crushed to death without suspense.

Every time, everyone's hands and feet danced, there were patches of soldiers lying down, and everyone died exactly the same, that is, to be cut off their heads, no exceptions, everyone was like this, and they were treated fairly!

Although after their eyes were covered with a black cloth, Song Ming and the others could not see the scene in front of them, but for purple-level powerhouses, such a slaughter did not need to use their eyes at all, under the divine sense, the swords in their hands would not have any errors, and it was as simple as swallowing a peanut to cut off the heads of dozens of low-level cultivators with one move.

After encountering these dozen or so killing gods, the soldiers of the Ethereal Peak, who are now surrounded by flames, have only one thought in their hearts, and that is to escape, how far and how far to escape!

But after seeing the power of the Qilin Fire, these people knew that they had no way to escape, and the meaning of these nineteen killing gods today was already obvious, that is, to kill them all and exterminate them!

Among the nineteen people, only Bai Yu was not blindfolded, wielding the Blood Drinking Sword and the Heavenly Sword Breaking Moon in the dense crowd, Bai Yu was like a god of death, using the lives of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sword Reaper in his hand, although the screams and struggles in his ears made Bai Yu a little uneasy, but Bai Yu did not think about it because of this, at this time, there was only one voice in Bai Yu's head, that is, kill! No matter who the enemy in front of him was, as long as he wanted to threaten the people of Bai City, it would be damned! Whether these soldiers are seventeen-year-old promising young people, they still have a lot of time to enjoy, or they are old soldiers who have started a family, whether there are wives and children in the family who are looking forward to it, Bai Yu is just wielding the tip of the knife and slaughtering, as if he is harvesting ripe wheat, there is no way, if he doesn't kill them, then Bai Cheng will be threatened, under such a premise, Brother Yu will not keep his hands, not to mention, Brother Yu is not a good man and a woman!

When the killing rose, Bai Yu also released a cloud of Qilin fire from time to time, making those soldiers who had been stained red with blood rush to the Qilin Fire, although they all knew the power of this flame, but everyone knew that instead of being killed by these demons of Bai Yu, it was better to end themselves like moths to fire.

A moment ago, it was a large army that complained about the sky, but at this time it became a paradise for Bai Yu and the Heavenly Sword Ancestors to kill, here, human life became worthless, and pieces of Ethereal Peak warriors fell, turning the vast field into a human purgatory, with rivers of blood flowing and mountains of corpses, and the scene was no less terrifying than the Battle of Jianmen Pass.

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