"Next, you can fight as you please!"

The voice was deep and terrifying.

Here it comes.

As everyone wants.

The last trial was a bloody battle.

It was hot, and after the deep voice fell, Bai Qi felt that he was hot all over.

The blood in the body, as if to burn.

Bloodthirsty.

A terrible desire rose in Bai Qi's heart.

Bai Qi's gaze, his pupils, turned scarlet. Wisps of hot air came out of his skin.

"Kill!"

Bai Qi's other complicated thoughts were all covered by the killing intent rising in his heart.

This killing intent is not Bai Qi's usual murderous intent, but an irrepressible bloodthirsty slaughter.

He now has only one thought, kill!

So, Bai Qi clenched the sword in his hand and killed Yi Ping recklessly.

"Kill. ”

Murderous roars.

Bai Qi was not the only one who wanted to kill, under the blood mist, the remaining seven people all turned into bloody people, like bloodthirsty beasts, wanting to devour others.

It can be seen that in the chaotic stone hall, the blood mist is like water, and a pair of scarlet eyes are swords, killing a person at the same time.

This person is Yi Ping!

Maybe it's because Yi Ping's previous performance was too amazing, since their hearts are filled with killing intent, their first thought is to kill Yi Ping.

As he said, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind.

The blood mist is vast, like a hellish world, mysterious and evil, making people's vision blurred, and the killing intent in their hearts is constantly pouring out like a tide.

Yi Ping stood still, motionless, surrounded by blood mist, like a messenger from hell. He saw a crowd of people waiting to kill him, but they did not retreat, and there was a strong thought of wind and clouds, bursting out from his soul star and condensing on his body.

"Fog Kill!"

Wisps of light smoke gas precipitated from Yi Ping's body, and then, fused with the blood mist, forming a strange blood mist within a few meters around Yi Ping's body.

At that time, there was a sword that was as heavy as a mountain, and it opened and closed to Yi Ping. Yi Ping's feet moved, as if assimilated with the fog, and with a slight swing, he avoided the sword.

However, the next moment, another sword, like a poisonous snake and black scorpion, was inserted into Yi Ping's lower yin. However, Yi Ping seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, and he swung lightly, like flowing water, and dodged again with a heavy weight.

In the blood mist, Yi Ping was like a fish in water, and he was not afraid of everyone's attacks.

Yi Ping smiled evilly, he also took out his sword, his sword seemed to be slow, but when his opponent noticed his sword, his sword had already pierced into the opponent's body.

"Not dead!"

Yi Ping saw that his sword stabbed his opponent's body, and the opponent actually opened his mouth and smiled at him.

Looking at the scarred face in front of him, Yi Ping knew, he had talked to this person before, and he was not simple to direct this person.

Therefore, in the face of this weird smile, Yi Ping couldn't help frowning, and then used his strength again, swinging the sword that was originally stabbing the opponent's body, slashing down, it was not simple to care about the other party, he wanted to directly chop off half of the opponent's body and let the other party die.

"Poof!"

Yi Ping squirted a large amount of blood from his opponent's waist and leaked into his lower body.

And at this moment, the rest of the people also seized the opportunity, and two or three swords slashed towards Yi Ping from three sides.

Yi Ping glanced back at the situation behind him, and when he saw this, he didn't dare to risk his life anymore, stepped on the blood mist, and slammed straight in front of him.

And in front of him, it was the man who was almost split in half by Yi Ping. He banged and knocked people away.

"Not good. ”

Just one more step forward.

Yi Ping's face suddenly changed.

Because his hand was grabbed by a force.

Yi Ping wanted to exert himself and wanted to break free from this force. But the terrible thing was that his consciousness fell into darkness, and he suddenly saw a large wave of people raising their swords to kill him, and then Yi Ping felt a pain in his abdomen and his body, so he broke free from the darkness.

"How so?"

Yi Ping opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he let out a desperate question.

"Phew!"

One sword, two swords!

Three swords, four swords.

The moment Zai Yiping opened his eyes, four swords were withdrawn from his body.

His neck, his heart, and half of his head were cut open by the sword, and a large amount of blood leaked out.

Yi Ping felt like he was going to die.

He never expected that he, who had the twin souls of wind and clouds, would die in such an aggrieved way.

He is the young master of the Yi family, a well-deserved genius of the Chu Kingdom, the soul can be expected, if there is an opportunity to break through the realm of heavenly soul and become a king, it is not impossible for him to be leveled.

However, Yi Ping clearly understood at this moment that he was mortally wounded everywhere in his body, and he couldn't bear much time.

"Die!"

"Death to me!"

Yi Ping roared.

Yi Ping now has only one way, to kill everyone by cutting off his breath.

The wind and clouds were foggy, and with a wave of the sword in Yi Ping's hand, a blood mist was raised, which condensed into something like sword qi and slashed at the people in front of him.

With such a strong move, no one would have to spend the effort to resist it, and a group of people decisively retreated.

Yi Ping was unstoppable, and when he saw that the people who were still stabbing at him at the last moment, they scattered in all directions, and Yi Ping grabbed the nearest person and cut it down.

"Ahh

Just as Yi Ping was chasing after the people and slashing, in the scarlet blood mist, a terrifying voice suddenly resounded.

"Is that him?"

"The one who settled on Yi Ping. ”

A man with a broken arm turned his head and saw the body of a person screaming in the blood mist, that person was slashing against someone, and there was a trace of cold qi seeping out of his sword, as if it was cold air oozing out of the cold ice for ten thousand years, obviously his soul was not weak, but the man's body was so dilapidated that it was unsightly.

And his opponent, a young man with a scarred face, was covered in blood, and no part of his body was intact. The man with the broken arm looked closely, and it was the young man who was slashed by Yi Ping but also fixed Yi Ping with his backhand, allowing them to execute Yi Ping with a sword.

"Are they all alive like this? Are they monsters?"

Yi Ping, who was fatally killed by the four swords, was able to burst out with a terrifying powerful soul technique to kill the Quartet.

And the young man in front of him, his body is only a little sticky to his body, but he can still fight with people.

Even the man with the broken arm who was filled with murderous intent in his heart was terrified.

However, when the killing scene on the spot passed by the severed arm man's consciousness, he couldn't stop the killing thoughts from continuing to surge, and the man with the broken arm lost this fear, he wanted to kill, kill everyone.

"Ahh

In the blood-mist-filled stone hall, screams continued.

Yi Ping's sword and sword urged, and the people who were chased by him were not strong and were hacked to death.

And Bai Qi was bending down at this time and picked up his left hand, which had been broken again. His opponent was chopped into a pile of mud by him.

On Bai Qi's left, a guy with a gloomy face was licking the blood on the tip of the sword. In front of him, there was also a corpse with hot blood.

The last man standing was the man with the broken arm, who unleashed a powerful sword that wiped out his opponent.