"Arrogance!"

After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, among the martial arts people under the altar, some people immediately blushed and shouted loudly.

The demonic skills of Zhang Wuji, the descendant of the Heavenly Demon, are indeed terrifying and terrifying, even first-class masters such as Xian Yutong, the head of Huashan, and the second elder of the tall and short can't go through a round under him, and none of the dozens of first-class masters present have the confidence to be able to block him with a move and a half.

If you face Zhang Wuji alone, you will be a master of Shaolin Kongzi Monks, the Five Elders of Kongtong, and the head of Kunlun, all of whom must beat the drum in their hearts, and their fighting spirit will be difficult to shake.

But Zhang Wuji pointed out more than a dozen gangs in one breath, and there were seven or eight hundred people who were included in the scope of his attack, and these people did not dare to face Zhang Wuji one-on-one, but there were hundreds of people in the same camp as him, and under the courage of many people, even some warriors of the Dragon Sect dared to scold Zhang Wuji.

"You actually want to challenge so many martial arts masters with your own strength? Zhang Wuji, the little devil, isn't he crazy? ”

"Hmph, he is a demon master, how can he stop seven or eight hundred people from rushing up? He's killing himself! ”

"Don't do it yourself, rabid dog barking day! Phew! ”

Shaolin warrior monks, Kongtong masters, and Kunlun disciples have a fiery temper, and they also pointed at Zhang Wuji and scolded one after another. For a while, the entire square was noisy, full of shouts and scolding.

The crowd was turbulent, but Zhang Wuji was not angry, he only looked at the eyes of a dead man, glanced at those designated enemies with cold eyes, and said lightly: "Is your ability to wait all on one mouth?" ”

His tone was flat, and his voice didn't sound loud, but it penetrated the noise of hundreds of people, as if he was talking in his ears, and it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the audience.

This kind of light skill shocked the hearts of everyone in the audience, and the voice of scolding and scolding was subconsciously quiet, and finally fell silent.

Zhang Wuji was condescending, looking down at the bottom of the altar, and the three major factions of Shaolin, Kongtong, and Kunlun, which he regarded as the "first evil", sneered: "When you were forced to go to the martial arts, how fierce and unstoppable, how did you start a turtle with a shrunken head today, and there was not even a single one who dared to do it, only some gutless rats who barked wildly?" ”

The leaders of the three factions are all well-known seniors in the rivers and lakes, and then they are afraid of Zhang Wuji's magic skills, and they are so ridiculed by him in front of so many people, and finally there is a grumpy old brother who can't bear it and makes a brazen move.

"The little devil who is unashamed, why do so many people need to rush to it? The old man can pick you up alone! Tang Wenliang, one of the five elders of Kongtong, was particularly short-tempered, and he jumped up suddenly, and slammed into Zhang Wuji with a seven-wound fist.

Zhang Wuji sneered, did not dodge, did not dodge, did not parry, and let Tang Wenliang jump onto the altar and hit his chest with a punch.

Burst!

Tang Wenliang's vigorous punch landed on Zhang Wuji, but there was only a muffled sound like defeat. Zhang Wuji was unharmed, and even his clothes were not damaged.

Tang Wenliang's pupils shrank, and he wanted to retract his fist to fight again, but he was shocked to find that his fist was like hitting the iron block of a magnet, and it was firmly attached to Zhang Wuji's chest, no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't retract his fist.

Tang Wenliang was shocked, and wanted to swing his left fist and hit Zhang Wuji's face directly, but saw Zhang Wuji's body shocked slightly, boom! Tang Wenliang's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist in response!

The Heavenly Demon Five Uniques, the Heavenly Demon is furious!

Don't use your hands, a shock to the tiger's body can shake people into powder!

It is Tang Wenliang, one of the five elders of Kongtong, a first-class master in the world, and he can't help but be shaken!

Such terrifying magic skills suddenly caused the square to fall into dead silence again. Everyone in the field, regardless of the six major factions and Mingjiao, looked at Zhang Wuji in disbelief, as if they had seen the most terrifying demon nightmare in their lives.

I don't know how long I was silent, and suddenly a master of the Dragon Sect screamed: "The devil is vicious, if we don't rise up today, I'm afraid we will all die here!" ”

Another person shouted: "Demon Sect demons, everyone will be punished, everyone should stop talking about the rules of the rivers and lakes, shoulder to shoulder!" ”

As soon as the words fell, all the sects that had been named by Zhang Wuji woke up like a dream, shouted in unison, and rushed towards Zhang Wuji.

No one dares to fight alone with Zhang Wuji anymore.

Even the Shaolin empty monks and Kunlun faction leaders who take care of their faces, also know that at this time they have reached the critical moment of life and death, if they can't let go of the shelves of their martial arts predecessors, they will go up to fight Zhang Wuji one by one, and there is only one way to die.

So the Shaolin Kongzi generation monks made a move, the head of the Kunlun faction, He Taichong, Ban Shuxian and his wife, and the remaining Zong Weixia and Chang Jingzhi among the five elders of Kongtong also gritted their teeth and shot.

The first is a rain of hidden weapons: throwing knives, iron marbles, money darts, cow hair needles, and bodhi seeds...... All kinds of hidden weapons flew out of the crowd and hit Zhang Wuji overwhelmingly. Immediately following the hidden weapon are the masters of various factions who go all out.

Under this kind of offensive, even Zhang Sanfeng, the first person in today's martial arts, can't hold out for a few rounds.

But unfortunately, their opponent was Zhang Wuji, who had cultivated the Heavenly Demon Martial Arts!

In the face of the overwhelming rain of hidden weapons, Zhang Wuji did not dodge or dodge, and let all kinds of hidden weapons hit him.

When the hidden weapon reached the body, Zhang Wuji's skin turned golden, and the whole person seemed to be made of pure gold.

The Five Heavenly Demons, the Golden Body of the Heavenly Demons!

In the dense sound of gold and iron striking, the hidden weapons that hit Zhang Wuji's body were like hitting the iron plate, and they were ejected one after another. Except for a splash of sparks on his skin, not even a piece of oily skin was broken.

Then, Zhang Wuji pointed at the knife, slashed with a knife, and threw out a green knife qi like a wheel saw.

The knife qi rotated at high speed and slashed towards a Shaolin monk who bore the brunt of the attack, and the Shaolin monk waved a convenient shovel to block, but was cut into two pieces by the knife qi and the shovel.

The knife qi did not stop, and then slashed into the crowd, like a cannonball that crashed into the crowd, and walked out of a bloody alley in the crowd. All those who stand in front of the sword qi, no matter how high their martial arts are, are all divided into two!

"Today, I will go on a killing spree, and with the blood of you, sacrifice the spirits of my father and mother in heaven!"

Zhang Wuji let out a long roar and crashed into the crowd.

No matter what faction he comes from, no matter what his status, no matter how high or low his martial arts are, under him, they are all treated equally, and they are all killed with one blow.

Swish!

The Heavenly Demon Sword slashed, and the body of Chang Jingzhi of the Kongtong Sect separated.

Burst!

The claws of the heavenly devil are torn, and the emptiness of Shaolin is two.

Boom!

With a heavy shoulder, Kunlun head He Taichong's long sword was shattered, and people became powder......

Zhang Wuji is like a tiger like a flock of sheep!

Song Yuanqiao and the other Wudang Seven Heroes were so frightened that they couldn't bear to close their eyes.

The Emei Sect Exterminator was too thick and his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyes were full of jealousy. The delicate Emei disciples lost their faces, and many female disciples couldn't help but vomit.

The masters of the Ming Sect on the altar were both happy and frightened when they saw Zhang Wuji killing and killing. Seeing that those masters who were equal to their own martial arts, or even slightly better than themselves, were killed by Zhang Wuji, the masters of the Ming Sect were inevitably a little sad, and they sighed one by one and lowered their eyelids and didn't want to look at it again.

Even Chang Wei, who agreed with Zhang Wuji's revenge and justice, couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he saw the overly cruel killing methods of the Heavenly Demon Gong, and sighed in his heart: "Zhang Wuji really can't control the demonic nature of the Heavenly Demon Gong. There are many methods of killing that are too cruel, and there is no need to ...... at all."

Chang Wei is also not afraid of killing, but he has never been like Zhang Wuji, killing so fiercely, it looks much gentler than tearing people to pieces. At least the "ashes" are more environmentally friendly, and they won't make people want to vomit when they see them......

In a moment, the Kunlun head couple, the five elders of Kongtong, the Shaolin Kongzi generation of senior monks, most of the masters of the Yuanzi generation, and the masters of each dragon set sect have all died under Zhang Wuji's hands.

Although there were only more than a hundred dead, such a brutal killing finally broke the morale of the rest. The remaining hundreds of people shouted in unison, and scattered out of the square in despair.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji sneered: "Can you escape!" ”

Jumping into the air, stepping on the void, claws with both hands, and grabbing fiercely.

Two huge black whirlpools appeared in mid-air, covering the entire square, giving birth to an extremely strong suction, shrouding the scattered martial arts people who were fleeing.

"Enough Mowgli!" Song Yuanqiao finally couldn't help but shout: "Hundreds of people have died under your hands, you have killed enough people today, and no matter how big the revenge is, it has been avenged!" ”

"Enough?" Zhang Wuji laughed: "My Heavenly Demon Wuji is a good talker, and if I don't let go of any of them, then I will never let go of an enemy!" ”

In the midst of wild laughter, Zhang Wuji grabbed it with both hands, and the two black whirlpools suddenly spun at high speed, and then saw wisps of blood-colored mist visible to the naked eye, escaping from the martial arts people running below and throwing themselves into the black whirlpool.

And the martial arts person who escaped blood-colored mist on his body was in the process of escaping, at a speed visible to the naked eye, he quickly dried up and thinned, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a rotten wood and fell to the ground!

First there are ordinary martial artists with low martial arts, then third-rate masters, then second-rate masters, and finally few first-class masters. In a moment, the hundreds of martial arts people who were scattered and fled fell to the ground in pieces, all of them turned into dried corpses!

When everyone fell to the ground, the farthest runner was no more than a first-class runner who could barely reach the edge of the square.

Sucking hundreds of martial arts people in one go, even if most of them were just ordinary martial artists who didn't enter the stream, Zhang Wuji also seemed to have drunk too much wine, his cheeks became red, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and a trace of extremely evil and demonic aura flashed from time to time.

He licked his lips and stood in the air, looking down below. His gaze slowly swept over the square full of corpses, and finally fell on Chang Wei.

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