A large mass of black shadows flew rapidly, like bloodthirsty vultures about to hunt.

A terrifying three-edged blood thorn emitted a cold glow, flashed in the air, and stabbed fiercely towards the deceased sect members.

On the streets, the terrifying murderous aura crisscrossed the sky, as if it wanted to tear the sky.

"Kill!" The roar shook the heavens and the earth.

"Die!" The thin old man's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and suddenly lightning shot out, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he actually slashed out a terrifying sword that was several zhang long.

"Wow~" The sword marks slammed vertically and horizontally, and the ground made a violent sound.

The sky is constantly tossed with bricks and stones.

The streets have collapsed, and countless deep ravines more than ten zhang long have cracked!

"Puff" a few times, more than a dozen flying blood thorn guards screamed a few times, and suddenly turned into countless flesh foam.

The brimmed hats instantly split into dozens of pieces and splattered out towards the surroundings.

The thin old man's long sword swung fiercely, and with a dozen or so knife-wielding guys, he rushed into the crowd in the blink of an eye, like a tiger entering a flock.

In mid-air, countless triangular blood spikes were split into pieces and fell in a plop.

Dao Dao terrifying sword gang slashed out, and one after another the blood stab guards screamed, and they were actually cut into countless pieces.

When the old man fought with many blood thorn guards, the long sword slashed and slashed again and again, and for a time there was no enemy.

"Puff-p-" Flesh and blood flew in mid-air, and countless internal organs and bones were splashed everywhere.

The pedestrians on the side of the street screamed in fright, and immediately fled far away in panic.

"Do it!" The Bliss Boy snorted softly, and his thin body brought out a series of afterimages, which were faster than lightning.

The little hand patted lightly, and suddenly shook out the palm shadow of the sky.

"Bang~" Countless three-zhang wide Gangqi palms flew out, and the air along the way evaporated.

The dense palm prints flashed and slapped fiercely at the black-clothed youth.

"Die!" The poisonous widow screamed, followed by a pincer attack, and the steel whip in her hand danced out of thousands of phantoms, twisting strangely like fierce poisonous snakes, and slammed towards the young man.

In mid-air, bursts of palm prints whistling.

The wind was raging around, and it made people's faces hurt.

The terrifying killing machine was surging, and it wanted to suffocate people to death, as if it was suppressed by the entire vast world.

"Ka Ka ~" On the street, huge cracks are like spider webs, and the ground is actually split into countless deep pits by the gangqi.

"I can't help myself!" Liu Yihan's eyes narrowed slightly, he was dressed in a black robe and hunted wildly, he suddenly laughed loudly, and the soft sword in his hand slashed lightly.

"Wow~" Countless cotton-wool-like silk floated out gently, flashing in front of people, as harmless as cotton.

"Poof" a few times, the terrorist attack in the sky, and it disappeared in an instant!

"You ......" Bliss Boy's eyes bulged violently, clutching his neck.

"Good swordsmanship...... "The old man with the broken sword looked at Liu Yihan and laughed a few times.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely eerie, and the people around seemed to have pressed the static button.

More than a dozen food stall guys were stunned, and suddenly maintained the strange action of swinging a knife and slashing, and stood frozen and motionless.

"Let's go!" Liu Yihan glanced at the poisonous widow and waved his hand behind him.

"Yes! My lord. More than 100 wounded bloodstabbing guards suddenly agreed, and they all followed behind the young man.

Da! Da! Da!

A uniform sound of footsteps faded away.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the young man in black flickered a few times, and the bloody stabbing guard disappeared into the corner of the street in an instant.

"You ......" Blissful Boy's lips squirmed a few times, and his throat made an eerie ho-ho sound.

His face was full of disbelief and stunned expressions, clutching his neck that was surging with blood, and with a loud "bang", he suddenly fell to the ground unwillingly.

The sound of "clang" sounded continuously, and a simple knife fell to the ground in an instant.

More than a dozen food stall guys shook a few times, their bodies covered with sword marks, and with a few "bang" sounds, they instantly shattered into countless pieces of meat.

"Good~ ...... sword" The strange laughter of the old man with the broken sword came to an abrupt end.

"Click" made a few strange sounds, and the shoulders of the old man and the poisonous widow trembled, and suddenly shook a few times.

The two great heads roared and soared into the sky!

In an instant, blood was scattered in the air, and countless droplets were thrown away.

In the middle of the night, passers-by pushed and squeezed, walked over and looked curiously, but they didn't find a single live mouth!

Scrap of flesh was everywhere, and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

The rich smell of blood wafted out, and it was disgusting.

On the roof not far away, several black shadows flashed.

Soon, there was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Hundreds of soldiers in iron armor trotted over, glanced indifferently at the ground, and instantly became busy.

Clean up the corpses and clean up the bloodstains.

After a few minutes, the ground was clean.

In addition to the huge cracks in the roadways that bloomed on the street, there were also collapsed stalls and buildings around them. In other places, there was no sign that there had been a fierce fight just now.

By the window of the restaurant, the thin young man retracted his gaze and took a few sips of wine.

"Black Ice Terrace, Afterlife Teaching? That young man in black is really terrifying! ”

Lin Hao shook his head, and his heart became extremely heavy: "The water in this world is too deep, and human life is like a mustard." Is it such a sad end for the weak who have no strength......

The world is so cruel that if you don't have enough strength, you have to be trampled on.

"Let's go to the bazaar first, it's important to get down to business."

After thinking about it, Lin Hao hurriedly shook off his messy thoughts and rushed directly to the Fang Market in Wutong City.

In the bustling area of the city, there is a restaurant standing tall.

In the luxuriously decorated room, a middle-aged scribe with a handsome face opened the window and glanced at the street opposite, looking at it leisurely.

At the wooden table, a dark figure suddenly appeared.

"Dharma Protector, our stronghold in Wutong City has been destroyed by the people of the Black Ice Platform." The black shadow was half-kneeling on the ground, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"What about them, Boys of Bliss?" The middle-aged scribe picked up the teacup absently, and a few rays of light flashed in his eyes.

"Helmsman, they ...... All dead......" The shadow hesitated, his head almost touching the ground.

"A few pieces of waste, even if they die, they will be clean." The scribe took a sip of tea and tapped his fingers on the table: "Whose hand is it?" ”

"The thousand households of the Black Ice Terrace, Liu Yihan!" The shadow stood up, his voice hoarse.

"Humph! Let him jump for a few more days......" The middle-aged scribe's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "Prepare with all your might, the things of Tianxianglou must be taken." ”

"Yes!" The black shadow bowed and disappeared in an instant.

The middle-aged scribe looked out the window, his eyes flickering, and muttered softly: "The time of the Fifty Ze Meeting is approaching, and it will be another battle ...... the dragon."

……

The bazaar is crowded with people, and all kinds of warriors come and go.

Beside the Baizhang street, there are countless shops.

In the attic of the Tianze Sword Sect, there was a lot of people everywhere. Dozens of warriors were scattered around the counter, picking up materials in front of the counter.

In the corner of the main hall, the old man in black sat cross-legged on the ground, his spine as straight as a sword.

"Senior~" Lin Hao walked to the old man's side and bowed: "The Breath Pill has been refined, fortunately it is not dishonored." ”

"Hmm-" The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and a few terrifying rays of light flashed in an instant, and he stretched out his hand and stroked his beard with a smile: "Boy, just call me Uncle Zhao." A little truffle can be exchanged for a pill, but the old man can take a lot of advantage out of thin air. ”