Seven Killing Sect.

In mid-air, countless Dao figures quietly appeared among the clouds and mist, disappearing from time to time, like immortals who had achieved cultivation.

In particular, the three long-stayed mavericks.

All stubborn.

They also love to be in the limelight.

It's all paranoia.

"Bai Zihua, you actually came in person?" Killing Qian Mo was surprised, "Aren't you afraid that this seat will leave you to sleep here?" ”

"......" Bai Zihua stared at each other with an indifferent expression, "Kill Qianmo, your seven killing factions are a disaster for the world, demons are in trouble, or hide in the market to eat people, or hide in the mountains and rivers to divide the territory, it is a tumor in the world of cultivating immortals!" ”

"So...... Do you want to do the right thing for heaven? Killing Qianmo smiled lightly, "You Bai Zihua is not the first person in the righteous path now, let alone the first person in the world." ”

In a few words, Bai Zihua was stunned.

There is a lot of anger in the heart, and at this time, many people in the righteous path have already raised their swords or swords to kill.

The means are powerful.

Vicious, sharp, and unpredictable.

The crowd of people, in an instant, formed a frenzy surging and swept away, and the rolling waves were like unpredictable cloud waves.

For a while, the entire Seven Killing Sect was dumbfounded.

Shivering!

If it hadn't been for the fact that Kill Qianmo shook hands with Jiang Da's murderer and made peace, they would have dispersed in a hurry.

After they lost their hope, they didn't even have a chance to escape, so they could only confront those righteous people.

Jiang Que looked at the battlefield on both sides lightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of a nonchalant smile, "It seems that Changliu is going to be pulled into the water, but my Shushan can't be like that." ”

He wanted to sit on the wall.

It doesn't matter if you live or die, it doesn't matter to him, everything doesn't matter.

The people of Shushan consciously stepped aside and gave way to the righteous path led by Changliu and the demons led by the Seven Killings.

Let them fight.

It's better to kill a few.

As the head of the Seven Killings, Kill Qianmo naturally couldn't lag behind, and took the lead in catching up with Bai Zihua.

"This seat is not the opponent of the murderer in Shushan, isn't it the opponent of your Baizi painting?" He didn't accept it when he killed Qianmo.

I have fought so many times with Bai Zihua in the open and in the dark, and this time I can't say that I have to separate the victory or defeat with him.

Moreover, the seven killing disciples suffered countless casualties.

He was also anxious!

Angry!

"Kill Qianmo, your time of death has come." Even Bai Zihua, who didn't want to do it at the beginning, now has to follow the trend and kill Qianmo.

He is the Venerable of the Immortals.

And killing Qianmo is also the honor of immortals.

As the so-called king to king, will be against the general.

Bai Zihua and Killing Qianmo are naturally together, and you kill back and forth.

Both sides are powerful and terrifying.

"Die!" Bai Zihua came to kill with the sword of broken thoughts, and his eyes were also full of killing intent.

Kill Qianmo must die!

Now it's even more ready to fly, and I have to send it.

He came with righteousness and righteousness, and there was no choice to retreat.

Kill!

His tactics are monstrous.

But killing Qianmo is also not weaker than others.

"Bai Zihua, this seat originally respected you as a man and a talent, but now you are very disappointed in this seat!" Killing Qianmo already understood in his heart what Jiang Que's previous evaluation of Bai Zihua meant.

This is the real white painting.

A self-deception.

Bai Zihua didn't say much else, and he killed him without any scruples when he held the Broken Nian Sword, as if he wanted to kill all the seven killing disciples such as Qian Mo one by one.

In terms of killing, his Bai Zihua is actually not weaker than killing Qianmo, both of them kill more.

No one is a good person.

There are no rules for that.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The two sides quickly collided together, and various moves and means were displayed one by one, and the means were amazingly strong.

Jiang Que, who was sitting on the side and watching the wall with relish, was also stunned, "Good guy, they are both immortals, and the strength of both of them is good." ”

It's stronger than he thought.

It's amazing.

The last time he was seriously injured and killed Qianmo during his long stay, there may have been a hint of luck in it.

And Bai Zihua may have taken a lot of care into it at that time, so he didn't really exert his strength, otherwise it wouldn't have won so easily.

What the current Baizi painting shows is the real him, and the means seem to be very good.

"It's just that two tigers must be injured when they fight." He muttered to himself, "That's a great thing."

At least it has nothing to do with someone else.

That's enough.

The chaos began long ago.

Whether it is a righteous path disciple or a demon disciple led by Seven Killings, they all suffered countless deaths and injuries in a while.

A river of blood!

Corpses were everywhere.

It's piled up like a hill.

The disciples of Shushan may be the luckiest people, although Jiang Que's reputation is not good, and although his reputation is fierce, it is very short-sighted.

As long as you obey his commands, you will surely benefit.

"Fortunately, I am a disciple of Shushan, otherwise I would have lived a miserable life like other stupid righteous path disciples."

"It's better for us to be in charge, the more powerful and domineering he is, the more beneficial it will be to us, and the more it will be of great benefit."

"The more the disciples of the Seven Killing Sect die, their resources will be ours at that time."

“……”

All the Shushan disciples were happy, so they were not excited.

There is no doubt that there are many benefits to be gained from them.

That's one of the benefits of having a strong leader, and they're all excited and so happy.

Compared with the rest of the disciples who lived in dire straits, they had a good life.

"Zihua, you can't fight with Kill Qianmo, this is a trap, the head of Shushan Jiang didn't do anything, he ...... He's watching a show. ”

"Bastard, they definitely did it on purpose, is Shushan already going to take refuge in demons?"

"It's over, I think this is definitely a conspiracy between Shushan and the Seven Killings, it must be that they have joined forces to calculate righteous people such as me!"

“……”

For a time, countless righteous people had an amazing grudge against Shushan.

One by one, they had no choice but to rush over to fight Jiang Que and fight him for seven days and seven nights before they were willing to rest!

But all those who had this thought, and finally rushed over, all died completely, and the reputation of Jiang Da's murderer was not false.

Whoever wants to die, they all have to die.

You can't let it live again.

Jiang Que's eyes flashed with an indifferent cold light, and the killing intent was rolling, and there was great power with a flick of his hand.

Bang bang!

For a time, countless people blamed.

"Magic ...... The devil, this head of Shushan is the real devil, he actually killed our righteous people with his own hands! ”

"Look, everyone, the head of Shushan has fallen into the devil and has taken refuge in the Seven Killing Demons, no wonder we will be unlucky."

"Damn, they are also part of the righteous path, why did they turn to the demons?"

“……”

All kinds of angry accusations came one after another, making Jiang Que very angry.

These bastards!

"How can I behave with their permission?" His heart was as cold as water.

The cold light rolled up a thousand waves of blood.

If it weren't for the fear of upsetting the balance between the two realms of good and demon, he would have wanted to deal with those damn fuckers.

Just know the clamor.

What about the right path?

What about demons?

In the end, isn't it the strong who are respected and the strength is king?

Someone in his river vows to reap the benefits of the fisherman!