Kill! ”

Without the slightest pause, in the sea of Qin Nanming's consciousness, the blood dragon qi had been activated, occupying Qin Nanming's consciousness.

He only knows one thing, and that is to kill, to slaughter all the people here.

"Huh!" "Huh!"

Qin Nanming, who gave up his defense, slaughtered, like a demon god, and as his long sword danced, blood kept spilling out.

These saint warriors, who are known as difficult to kill, are as vulnerable as ants in Qin Nanming's hands!

Corpses, falling directly from the air.

The killing intent flew out and turned into Qin Nanming's great supplement!

"Holy Martial Artist, these people are all invincible existences, and just like that, they fell into the hands of Qin Nanming!"

"This person is, it's the devil, it's the god of killing!"

On the Kyushu Mountain, the remaining martial artists exclaimed, there were many of them, they were genius disciples who could not participate in this battle, and they watched the elders of their own sect being killed.

There are also some holy warriors who have not chosen to make a move, and their hearts are constantly shaking, and cold sweat is flowing out, and they are extremely happy.

"I swear that I will never provoke this demon in this life, no matter how tempting it is!" These holy warriors secretly said in their hearts.

"Qin Nanming!"

Xuan Suqin's eyes trembled slightly.

She couldn't believe the scene in front of her, how shocking, these high-ranking saint warriors on weekdays were killed at will by Qin Nanming, a secular martial artist.

At this moment, Qin Nanming is like an invincible god of war.

Recalling his previous contempt for Qin Nanming, like everyone else, he had a hint of arrogance and superiority in the ancient martial arts world.

However, just Qin Nanming's disciple Qin Xiaonan crushed all the Tianjiao in the ancient martial arts world, almost demonic.

And Qin Nanming is even more at war with many holy warriors, and his opponent is no longer a genius like them, but an old monster who has become famous.

"Shiyue, your vision is accurate." Xuan Suqin's eyes trembled slightly, her body trembled, and her little hands were gently clenched.

"Am I wrong......"

"Kill!"

With a low roar, behind Qin Nanming, there was a strange image rolling, endless blood qi, and huge coercion, which was enough to suffocate the hearts of these strong men, and their actions were slow.

Qin Nanming showed no mercy, wantonly slashed, and let the blood stain his robe.

"These people are the mainstays of the ancient martial arts world, if they die, there will be a fault in the strength of the entire ancient martial arts world, and the entire strength will drop by a notch!"

"I don't want to see this demon again in this life."

The rest of the people of the Ancient Martial Realm exclaimed.

The people under the mountain were already trembling, and they were extremely afraid, even under the mountain, they could feel the overwhelming killing intent.

Qin Nanming's killing intent, even if it leaked a little, it was enough to make ordinary people prostrate on the ground.

They looked up at the young man, their swords fluttering, blood flying, and the corpses of countless strong men fell.

They watched almost suffocating.

"Is this person a demon? And the God of War? ”

"This killing intent makes people feel invincible, even in the face of so many strong people!"

"If we can be as strong as him, how wonderful it will be between heaven and earth!"

The tourists at the foot of the mountain sighed, looking up at Qin Nanming, both envious and longing.

Qin Nanming has been incarnated as a god!

Peerless God Killer! Constantly swinging his sword and slashing, he paid the price of his own reason, and the power he obtained in exchange was incomparably powerful.

The Holy Warrior, in front of Qin Nanming, was like a cabbage at this moment, being slaughtered at will.

The sword in his hand was like a shock, swift, fierce, with endless killing, frantically breaking into these holy warriors.

No one can stop you!

His entire body seemed to have turned into scarlet, and a blood-red afterimage appeared on Qin Nanming's body.

"Ahh No! ”

A holy warrior screamed, he was cut off by Qin Nanming, and he almost lost the ability to escape.

"Don't! Don't kill me, my Nine Immortal Sect will retreat immediately, and I promise that I will never dare to attack you again! The man shouted frantically.

Qin Nanming's face was indifferent, and the color of blood flowed in his mind.

The blood dragon qi had been completely activated, giving Qin Nanming great strength.

But it also made him have no way back.

"Huh!"

Qin Nanming slashed at one of this person's arms again, but only half of it was cut off, and blood flowed out sideways and gushed in the air.

The blood dragon qi made him indifferent and cruel, his thirst for blood, his thirst for killing, and even made Qin Nanming gradually lose his will.

"Huh!"

Drawing out the sword again, Qin Nanming completely cut off his left arm, and then another sword slashed towards his right arm, drenched in blood.

"Don't, don't, I'm willing to make amends, I'll give you everything!" This man had gone mad, a holy warrior, and he had lost his mind with fright.

"I just want to ...... Die! ”

Qin Nanming's voice became hoarse, and his face had long since lost its former elegance, only endless anger.

Behind him, the scarlet and terrifying phantom surged out in an instant, turning into a sea of blood, directly devouring this holy martial artist, and in an instant, the phantom returned behind Qin Nanming, and this person fell directly and turned into a dry corpse.

"It's horrible!"

"This man is the devil, the enemy of the world, destroy him quickly!"

"If this son doesn't die, it is a disaster in the ancient martial arts world, a disaster for the whole world, he must be killed!"

Some ancient martial arts powerhouses exclaimed, Qin Nanming's indifference and incomparably terrifying methods made them feel afraid.

Qin Nanming's talent has long been known to everyone, and if he can't be killed, there will be endless troubles.

So, Qin Nanming, you must die!

Qin Nanming is indeed a disaster now, he is a nightmare, a nightmare for all the holy martial artists who have made a move now.

Once the blood dragon qi is opened, Qin Nanming will be ...... A nightmare for the whole planet.

All of this is caused by these people.

Among them, the biggest culprit is naturally Beidou Pavilion and Ling Feng.

"Let's strike together and kill him!"

Someone screamed, and they no longer hesitated, and launched the strongest attack, which was the most powerful killing move of the sect, and suddenly killed Qin Nanming.

All kinds of fist strength, palm power, sword mang, and sword qi slashed towards Qin Nanming, and the attacks launched by so many strong people were terrifying.

"Listen to the Rain Sword Domain!"

Qin Nanming's face was cold, and he used the killing move of the Sword Pavilion again, Qin Nanming's own supernatural powers, whether it was the Broken Sound Slash or the Purple Flame Eye, were all single attacks.

And listening to the rain sword domain is the best group attack skill.

Originally, there were only eighteen sword qi at most, but in Qin Nanming's hands, it reached twenty-one sword qi, and its power skyrocketed, becoming a major killing move for Qin Nanming.

However, Qin Nanming knew that twenty-one sword qi was not the limit of the Listening to Rain Sword Domain at all.

This so-called founder of the Listening to the Rain Sword can only use seventeen sword qi, which is simply nonsense.

One terrifying sword qi after another was used by Qin Nanming, he pinched the sword technique, and the shadow gold sword bloomed with a bright and cold cold light, and one after another terrifying sword qi formed a terrifying sword domain like hell.

Twenty-one sword qi, done! The Sword Domain instantly enveloped all the Holy Warriors.

The horrific killing also began in an instant.

The sword rays, in the dark sword domain, appear at any time, slashing through the bodies of these people, blood gushing out instantly, then the martial artists of the first layer of the holy martial arts, even, will be directly killed by the sword qi!

At this moment, in the sky, a long rainbow appeared.

It's Wang Xuezhen, the bearer of Long Zhong! Shoot at a rapid pace.

When he arrived at the top of Mount Kyushu, he fell outside the formation and was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Elder Wang, these are ......" Long Zhong was shocked beyond measure.

On top of this mountain, corpses fell everywhere, and blood flowed everywhere.

"These are all saint warriors in the ancient martial arts realm, and they are all dead!"

Wang Xuezhen shouted a little hoarsely, and looked into the air, those holy martial artists were still falling.

And in front of them was a young man with monstrous blood.

"These ...... It was all killed by Qin Nanming, how could it be? Long Zhong was shocked, and his body trembled.

So many holy warriors, in the world, are invincible existences, and now they are scattered on the Kyushu Mountains like dead dogs.

"This is Li Yunhai of Shan Baimen!"

"This is Wang Baisheng!"

"This is Zhou Xingyu of Fan Yunmen!"

……

Wang Xuezhen looked at the corpses all over the ground and called out the names of strong people, including people he was not familiar with, and there were also people who had conflicts.

However, there are also his friends who have fallen here.

He looked at the air, the young man full of blood, and his eyes flashed fiercely: "This son has turned into a demon!" Long Zhong, maybe you have been insisting on helping him, it was a wrong decision. ”

"Killing him is the best solution!"

A cold glint flashed in Wang Xuezhen's eyes, and he wanted to rush forward, some of his friends were also among them, and he wanted to go up and fight Qin Nanming.

"Elder Wang, don't go on it!"

Long Zhong stopped Wang Xuezhen, "Qin Nanming is too terrifying, once you fight him, he will definitely fight you to the death." Even, go and destroy your sect! ”

Wang Xuezhen hesitated, Long Zhong was reasonable, judging from that guy's temperament, all this is possible.

"What?" Wang Xuezhen's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at the edge of the formation, where there was a corpse lying there.

"What is this?"

Wang Xuezhen rushed away, turned into an afterimage, and immediately saw the corpse clearly, "Gao Baocheng of the Beidou Pavilion, he is also dead!" ”

"Gao Baocheng?" Long Zhong was stunned.

"Gao Baocheng is a powerhouse of the Beidou Pavilion in the Ancient Martial Realm, and he is already a fifth-level saint martial artist, he will even be killed! This kid is so powerful! Wang Xuezhen exclaimed.

It's like explaining to Long Zhong, and it's also for himself.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and fear rose in his heart, he still remembered that he had threatened Qin Nanming before, and even preached.

A worldly genius, he hasn't put it in his eyes yet.

Now, seeing the dead Gao Baocheng with his own eyes, Wang Xuezhen suddenly realized how dangerous his original behavior was.