"The surname is Qin, I swear to you that I will not stand at the same time!"

"The surname is Qin, my **** ancestor!"

Behind the fleeing team, there was a wave of scolding, but it was the little devil who caught up and started killing again.

It's simple, with a slap of the palm, it is flesh and blood splashed, and the ferocity is appalling.

Where the devil passed, there was a bloody storm.

When the people in front of them saw it, they were so frightened that they trembled all over, and their souls were almost gone. They gritted their teeth and ran even more desperately, many of them had already died several times and didn't want to die again.

"The devil is killing again!"

The atmosphere of panic gradually spread.

"Damn, what kind of sin did I create in my last life, God wants to punish me like this!"

They were also a little depressed.

How could there be such a perverted little devil in this world! He alone stirred up the Ninth Domain, no, even the entire Ninth Continent was not at peace.

Tang Hao didn't say a word, and pushed it over.

At this time, there is nothing to say, just kill him directly, and kill him upside down.

Pushing all the way through, he didn't know how many people he had killed.

Finally, a dense figure came to the sky.

"Wu Na Devil, I'm from Yuan Shi Mountain, and I'm going to kill you for Tianxingdao!"

"Little devil, I'll move the mountain sect to arrive, and I won't be caught obediently!"

One by one, the big forces are coming.

Groups of people, all of whom were thousands of people, rushed together, like dark clouds, black and oppressive, as if even that day was going to be covered.

"The big army is coming!"

The fleeing crowd stopped and cheered.

"Little devil, you'll pay the price!"

"Little devil, you're going to die today!"

They turned to look at Tang Hao and scolded viciously, venting their resentment and grievances in their hearts.

With a wave of his palm and another slap to death, Tang Hao stopped, raised his head, and glanced away coldly.

On his face, his expression was grim and calm.

"If you have the ability, don't talk nonsense!" he scolded.

"You...... You stinky boy, don't be arrogant, if you have the ability, we'll see you in reality, I'll kill you with a sword!"

"Yes, I'll kill you with one seal!"

They jumped to their feet in anger and scolded even more fiercely.

Tang Hao's eyes were cold, his steps moved, and in an instant, he rushed to the front of a person, poked out his palm, pinched his neck, and lifted him up.

The man struggled, his face flushed.

Tang Hao looked at him playfully, pinched it heavily, and with a bang, it exploded, and blood and flesh splashed everywhere.

"Mom!"

When everyone saw this, they trembled and retreated in a hurry.

"This demon is becoming more and more ferocious, he is simply lawless, he must be killed to curb his arrogance. ”

"That's right! kill him, and it's too much peace in the void!"

One by one, the sect masters, all of them shouted, looking jealous and hateful.

However, they shouted fiercely, but they didn't make any moves, and they were all waiting for others to go first.

They are not stupid, they know that this kid is violent, no one wants to be the first to go up, the first to go up, even if they really kill this kid, they will be greatly injured and can't keep the pieces.

The best way is naturally for others to go first, grind off this kid's strength, and then take advantage of the chaos to kill and seize the treasure.

However, if everyone thinks so, then no one comes forward.

They waited and waited, but no one did it.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little delicate.

"You guys go up!"

"Damn, aren't you shouting the hardest, of course you go first!"

A group of sect masters and sect masters quarreled quietly.

Tang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't go up, I'll leave!" As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, those geniuses couldn't help it.

This is a good opportunity for them to make a name for themselves, how can they let it go.

"Master, disciple, please fight!"

One by one, they jumped out and generously asked for battle.

"Okay! Kill him for me, and raise the power of my Broken Sword Mountain!"

His face was grim, and he looked at Tang Hao with a bit of hatred.

Among all the people present, no one hates this kid more than him, he is a big man in charge of the sect and famous in the Ninth Continent, but he was abused by a kid in the enlightenment period, which is really a great shame.

He must take revenge for this revenge.

Last time, he was almost wiped out in Broken Sword Mountain, but this time, more geniuses came, and the most powerful ones came, and they would definitely be able to kill this kid and capture the pieces.

Then, he glanced behind him, and the elders suddenly understood, secretly lifted their breath, and were ready to make a move.

Once the fragments are captured, it will inevitably be another big scuffle, and their task is to escort the genius group out of the fight.

Other forces have also made moves, eyeing each other.

"Xiao'er surnamed Qin, I will meet you when I come to meet the heroes of Broken Sword Mountain!"

A group of people poured out, all of them young people, men and women, all dressed in black, fierce and awe-inspiring as swords.

Roughly counting, I am afraid that there are fifty or sixty people, all of whom have a glint on their bodies, generally there are three or four, and there are more than five or six.

At the front of the team, there were three people, all of whom should have six tricks, one of whom had appeared last time, and it was Simon who stabbed him.

These three people are the most outstanding three people in the generation of Broken Sword Mountain, and they should all be six cultivators.

Among the three people, the middle one is the most imposing, with a cold face, long and fluttering, and his eyes are open and closed, with golden light, like a pair of small suns, but it is different from the knife of Simon.

Both of them are pupil techniques, but the one sword cultivated by Ximen is the silver Jiao sword pupil of Broken Sword Mountain, and this person cultivates the sword pupil of the Great Day, among all the sword pupils of Broken Sword Mountain, the highest sword pupil.

The other was a woman, with a pair of phoenix eyes and a sharp sword flash.

"Let me come first, Lao Tzu wants to take revenge today!"

That Simon shouted with a knife, rushed forward, and shouted: "Stinky boy, I was careless last time, this time, you won't be so lucky, I'm serious, even I'm afraid!"

Tang Hao rolled his eyes, stomped his foot, and burst out.

In an instant, the divine bone in his chest shook slightly, and a dazzling golden light bloomed.

The momentum on his body suddenly soared, emitting a monstrous fierce flame, like an ancient fierce beast.

That Simon screamed with a sword, his eyes opened suddenly, and endless silver sword qi gushed out, turning into a long river, pouring away.

The sword qi gathered and dispersed, turning into the shape of a silver jiao, and blatantly devouring away.

"It's condensed! The strength of a knife has improved again!"

In the team of Broken Sword Mountain, there was a cry of surprise.

"Haha! maybe there's a chance!" the elders smiled.

But the next moment, with a bang, they couldn't laugh, and that golden light burst in, directly tearing apart the silver jiao, like destroying the withering and decaying.

"What a broken sword pupil!

With a shout, Tang Hao slapped it with one palm, and slapped one of the three geniuses of Broken Sword Mountain.