On the occasion of Wu Xiu's arrow, a sword qi appeared in the crowd in a semicircle, regardless of enemy and me, in the blink of an eye, several people were cut off by the waist, the sword qi was like the wind coming quickly, the sword qi was separated and slashed at the waist, and blood oozed out.

At this moment, Wu Xiu was completely awake, the wound was deep and the bones were visible, the face was very familiar, and the corners of the mouth hidden deep under the mask were raised, which was very playful.

Lord Tian Ji in the horse race, the spirit weapon long sword pointed at him, but the hands holding the sword seemed to be trembling, and he unconsciously wanted to retreat.

There were also acquaintances beside him, Qi Yue, and Wu Xiu were even happier, and the spear was thrown straight out, and bang, the acquaintance's head burst open like a watermelon.

Wu Xiu stepped forward slowly, the current situation is that everyone in Jinghua is in danger, those who are usually empty-eyed and uninhabited have fallen one by one in front of him, and now their psychological defense line has been completely defeated.

On weekdays, Lord Tian Ji, who is light and proud of the world in the Jinghua aristocratic martial arts academy, no, Gao Quan has already flown out of the sky at this time, and at this moment, he is hell when he takes a step forward, and the world when he retreats.

The path leading to the human world was overcrowded with people, and the evil spirits of Shura who came on foot in front of them tried to pull themselves to hell.

At this moment, he was no longer the first person in the outer courtyard of the Jinghua Noble Martial Academy, panicked like a child who had met a ghost, and the long sword took off his hand to form an elegant parabola in the air.

The evil ghost floated forward, stretched out his hand to catch the sword, and in an instant, the wind gusted, the dark clouds swirled, and countless unjust souls floated in the air, telling the resentment and parting of life.

"There is no self in the world, there is no you in the world"

The neck is cold, and the spirit sword that is connected to his heart is now on his shoulder, and the demon whispers in his ear, yes, you are a demon, there is no you in the world, I am an unjust soul, how can there be me in the world, the huge head rolls down...

The black clothes were stained with blood, the flames were burning, and the earth where the blood flowed was covered with wreckage, internal organs, hands and feet, and heads, and the blood was shining in the sky, and the ghosts covered the sun.

Wu Xiu's long sword was horizontal in front of his chest, gusts of yin wind surrounded him, the sword body swallowed the flames, and with a soft shout, a crescent sword arc with a diameter of dozens of zhang cut through the darkness and spread out.

"So strong" Li Rao's eyes flowed, and everyone behind him was also dumbfounded.

Only Gai Ling and Shi Weichuan are not surprised, that kind of endless means, too much knowledge, they may only stir up a trace of waves in their hearts.

Liang Xing was still indifferent, as if there was no one and nothing to arouse his interest except for the tall woman.

"Brother Chuan, your boss is really strong, a little stronger than my Senior Brother Liang Xing, and you will let Lord Shura cover me in the future. The little fat man looked obscene.

"It's easy to say" The latter agreed, but found that something seemed wrong, Xu Tian looked quite funny, this little fat man admired his senior brother Liang Xing very much.

Within thirty zhang, no one stands, there is not a single inch of grass under the netherworld sword qi, only the soul of the wronged person who has nowhere to return, there is no weapon to wield, there is no martial arts, and the beacon fire extinguishes the needle and falls.

Dressed in black, with a sword in his left hand, corpses were all over the field, and blood was all around, and he had bloody footprints all the way.

The disciples of the sect in charge of outflanking had already run away, and the children of all the clans in Jinghua City also wanted to scatter and flee, but the guards behind them were eyeing each other, and the Tsing Yi armor soldier held a knife to his waist, unable to escape and could only fight hard.

On the high platform, Qiao Xiaocang had given up commanding, and there were two hundred monks left, among which there were only more than a hundred Tsing Yi armor soldiers, where was that person's opponent, he looked at the red clothes, the red clothes had not changed and had not changed, but Qiao Xiaocang felt that the person in front of him could not say that there was anything wrong.

Chihuang looked bitter, everything was as usual, in front of that person, she once again had a quail face, and the disciples of all ethnic groups in Jinghua suffered heavy casualties, she could already imagine that those powerful ministers would impeach themselves one by one, and the old men of the extremely human ministers cried in front of the human emperor palace and shouted to their mothers for justice.

She waved her hand lightly to signal retreat, Qiao Xiaocang breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that this highness would have a temper and would have to order a death battle, but fortunately she did not lose her mind.

The order flag waved, and the guards and the few remaining Jinghua disciples began to slowly retreat, but Wu Xiu did not continue to attack, and the battle lasted too long, and the Netherworld Flame could no longer support it.

Looking at the retreating Red Phoenix and the corpses everywhere, Guannan and the people in the atrium shouted that they had escaped by luck, and the world that had survived the catastrophe seemed to be extraordinarily sweet in the air.

After a battle, the restlessness in his heart and the desire to kill seemed to be awakened, but Wu Xiu's subconscious felt that there was nothing wrong, it was an indispensable part of the body.

At the moment of distraction, Li Rao and Gai Ling quietly approached, Li Rao was very curious about what kind of face was under the mask, the man didn't seem to notice that he was approaching, he took a few steps forward and bent down to pick up the scabbard, put the sword into the scabbard and carried it behind him.

The pair of blood pupils seemed to be sleepy, the darkness gradually faded, the sky began to clear, and she stood in black among the bones, and her elegance was peerless.

"My sword, it's good to give it to you" Gai Ling looked at Li Rao beside him and couldn't understand her decision, and watched as she threw her sword.

The man stared at the sky without moving, allowing the sword to fall to the ground.

Li Rao was a little sluggish, his saber was better than what he snatched, but he was so cold and refused to accept it.

"If you dislike it, the twelve divine swords of Guannan Dao are up to you to choose. She spoke up again, this promise is not unimportant, there are seventy-two sword scores in the world, and Guannan accounts for twelve.

The man turned to look at himself, his bloody eyes bright and hollow, a contradiction to death, but so good-looking, but he didn't respond.

For a moment, he looked at the woman beside him.

"I'm leaving, don't leave it at that"

The deep voice passed through the ears, like the voice of the devil and was unforgettable.

She was like a neglected child at this moment, her little face turned pale, Gai Ling nodded lightly, and the man walked away slowly in the sea of corpses and blood.

The man walked on foot and walked unfast, but he felt farther and farther away, he was about to be separated by a world, with a lost soul on his face, Gai Ling felt that there was something wrong with Li Rao beside him, but here, she was not good at saying anything, and she was ready to turn back and enlighten in private.

She patted her on the shoulder, she was so tall that she almost had to stand on tiptoe to get there, and at this moment she didn't suddenly think of anything, and shouted loudly at the blurred figure in the distance.

"I like you, I like you, I like you"

That heroic and pretty face was drunk with red clouds on the horizon, particularly charming, and the voice resounded between the heavens and the earth, she only felt that there was really something called love at first sight in the world.

Everyone was shocked, Gai Ling panicked, Liang Xing stood in place for a long time, and the whole world began to be eclipsed.

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In the middle of the pole, a group of people outside the tomb are frantically attacking the big array and want to open the passage as soon as possible to find out, and somewhere in the tomb, Wu Xiupan is sitting here, covered with the flame and burning the body, and when fighting, he accidentally found that the flame burning can improve the strength of the body.

If it goes on like this, even if there is no physical cultivation inheritance, his physical cultivation realm can still be continuously improved, and compared to spiritual cultivation, Wu Xiu prefers a rampaging fighting style.