"You don't want to die!" The witch's voice exploded in her heart, and Bai Nian's mind suddenly fell into a trance. The blood flame that had just ignited on the sword immediately subsided, and that murderous aura slowly weakened.

"I told you that the sword of killing is used once a month! It's only been a few days, and you're going to sacrifice it with blood. Wait until your other side is completely released, and no one will be able to save you!" the witch scolded.

Like cold water extinguishing a fire, Bai Nian suddenly calmed down, and his manic and angry emotions gradually subsided.

"But... They actually moved my brother, and they moved another friend of mine!" Bai Nian retorted.

"Without the Killing Sword, can't you deal with these junk martial cultivators?" the witch said in a loud voice.

"Don't use the Killing Sword?"

"You are also a disciple of this seat, and a few second-rate goods still use the Killing Sword? Could it be that when I didn't teach you the Killing Sword before, you were also so weak?"

The witch's words were immediate, yes! Can't you deal with them without a killing sword?

At the same time, Bai Nian also felt a trace of weirdness and horror. Just now, he completely subconsciously pulled out the killing sword, and as soon as he saw Lu Zhanxian injured, that killing intent instantly affected his thoughts, as if there was something in the depths of his soul ready to move.

Killing the sword is an addiction, and only killing can solve the addiction!

Bai Nian put away Qingyue, he looked at Murong Hai and the others, although his desire to kill was restrained, it didn't mean that he would let these people go!

With a step on his feet, Bai Nian rushed directly towards Murong Hai and the others, and Tiangang took advantage of the situation.

"Let me meet you!" A person in the late stage of the elixir was trying to show himself in front of Murong Hai.

This person rushed in front to break away from the others, and when he saw Bai Nian punching him, he shouted and punched him the same.

This punch gathered a large amount of spiritual power from this person, and he was also a monk who practiced boxing, and he was very confident in boxing.

With a punch collision, Bai Nian took three steps back directly, and this person was still standing in place and never wavered at all.

"But that's it!" sarcasm, smugness, and disdain were expressed through the upturned corners of his mouth.

Seeing that Bai Nian was actually repulsed, the rest of the people also relaxed their vigilance, and three more people rushed out to kill Bai Nian.

Bai Nian didn't speak, his body was half-turned, and he used the strength of the previous punch to strike the next punch.

The realm of consciousness opened, the wind god took off, and Bai Nian was still a little unable to parry the attacks of the four enemies at first, but as the Tiangang Earth Fist became more and more fierce because of the superposition of the fists, Bai Nian no longer looked embarrassed in the face of the four people.

"Can he win?" Lu Zhanxian took the elixir handed over by Hua Wuxian and asked, Bai Nian is just the strength of the elixir, and it is impossible to kill Murong Hai and these ten people, he actually asked Bai Nian to deal with them.

However, Bai Nian's momentum when he sacrificed the sword just now was really strong, Lu Zhanxian didn't know why Bai Nian suddenly withdrew the sword again, he shouldn't want to use that kind of power!

"Of course my man will win!" Hua Wuxian stared at Bai Nian in the field.

"Your man?" Lu Zhanxian wondered.

"Of course, I'm his little wife!" Hua Wuxian said happily, "You are his friend, right? You will call me sister-in-law in the future!"

Call this girl's sister-in-law, who is only taller than reaching her chest? Lu Zhanxian was full of black lines, and suddenly stopped talking.

However, I can't see that Bai Nian's goods are actually so good... Lolicon?

But then Lu Zhanxian thought of the phantom banshee again, he sighed softly in a low voice, and the sadness and anger that he had just hidden crept up his cheeks uncontrollably.

"I hope Bai Nian can kill these bastards!"

Ten elixirs gave Bai Nian five or six times more spiritual power than ordinary people, the milky white spiritual power was gentle and flexible, and the blood-red spiritual power was weird and violent.

At this time, Bai Nian's hands were draped with a layer of red light, and the Tiangang Earth Fist was even more aggressive under the blessing of blood-red spiritual power.

The body was half turned, and another punch was struck, and the forty-fifth fist of the Heavenly Fist was shattered! The blood-colored fist wind blew a series of afterimages, seemingly slow but extremely fast.

This punch was another punch against the person who used the punch, but this time the result was completely different.

With a "click", the broken hand was broken, and the pain instantly swept through my mind.

"How is that possible!" the boxing monk roared in pain, his face full of pain and disbelief.

However, in the next moment, another punch came. The blood-red fist pierced through the body and pierced the heart directly. Blood splattered out, and the person who wanted to take down Bai Nian in one fell swoop fell directly to the ground with unwillingness and remorse on his face.

How is it possible! He was obviously repelled by me with his first punch, how could he be so strong now!

"Don't waste my time, you go up and get rid of this kid quickly. Murong Hai said to Zhang Luo, but his eyes were always focused on Hua Wuxian next to Lu Zhanxian.

This innocent, lovely, and touching little girl has a different temperament, since she is with Lu Zhanxian, then don't blame me for being cruel to you later!

Zhang Luo didn't like Murong Hai's face that ordered him, but he didn't refuse. With a few people from the Absolute Shadow Sect, Zhang Luo joined the battle, how could he, an extraordinary monk, not be able to defeat a person who had achieved great results?

After eliminating one person, Bai Nian jumped instantly, and his body half-spun in the air and landed towards an enemy who was slashing at him with a sword.

After the forty-five punches, there was the sixth order of the Tiangang Earth Evil Fist, and with Bai Nian's current strength, he could only fight the fifty-fourth punch, but it was completely enough to deal with these Spirit Pill Cultivators.

The forty-sixth punch slammed directly into the enemy with the sword from top to bottom, and the man also reacted quickly, and he swept directly at Bai Nian who was in mid-air.

However, the Heavenly Rank Spirit Sword was directly shattered. Like a meteor falling, the remaining fists directly beat him to pieces, and the stumps were scattered all over the place.

The blood mist and dust were mixed together, and Bai Nian hidden in it was like a demon king.

"This ...... It's terrifying!" The remaining two were completely suppressed by Bai Nian.

"The Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon was shattered by a sword, is he still human!"

Half-turning, the blood-stained demon king swung his fist again, killing the two directly.

"Damn!" Zhang Luo was furious, his physical body was stronger than a heaven-level spiritual weapon, how could a spirit pill monk do it!

Zhang Luo quickly rushed towards the two people who were targeted by Bai Nian, but it was too late.

As the two clouds of blood mist exploded, the two couldn't even escape.

"Well... It's so strong!" Lu Zhanxian, who was watching the battle not far away, let out an exclamation. At this time, Bai Nian was too terrifying, killing one person with one punch.

"What kind of fist is this, why is it so terrifying!" Hua Wushu was also very surprised, she thought that Bai Nian was a kendo demon, but at this time, she realized that his fist technique was so powerful.

"The first time we met, the two of us had a fight, and that's how he used at that time. Each punch seemed to be superimposed with the force of one punch, and the power of more than a dozen punches was superimposed, how could it not be terrifying!" Lu Zhanxian explained.

Bai Nianyu raised his eyebrows, his cold eyes looked directly at Zhang Luo, and the fist broke out again. Bai Nian knew that this Zhang Luo was an extraordinary cultivator, and here he was the strongest one besides Murong Hai.

"Look for death!" Zhang Luo shouted angrily, and a layer of white light attached to the palms of one hand.

The palms slapped in a row, the palm wind like a tide was surging, Zhang Luo pushed out a palm, and all the palm winds converged instantly, and with the fall of this palm, they all rushed to Bai Nian.

Facing a palm with momentum like a huge wave in the sky, Bai Nian did not have the slightest fear, and the forty-ninth fist of Tiangang's Evil Fist directly broke through the air.

The blood-red color broke through the white light, as if a bottle of blood water had been knocked down on a white canvas, and the splattered blood droplets spread wildly in all directions.

The storm of spiritual power collision hit all directions, Zhang Luo spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and his body retreated more than a dozen steps back.

Before the storm had dissipated, the blood-stained figure flew up again with that heart-pounding punch.

"Murong Hai!" Zhang Luo didn't look at Bai Nian either, he turned around directly and ran towards Murong Hai, the punch just now was completely beyond the realm of the spirit pill, and he was actually injured with his strength. And Bai Nian's punch was even more terrifying than just now, and now Zhang Luo's heart only had the idea of escaping.

At the same time, Zhang Luo was also extremely aggrieved in his heart, he really couldn't figure out why a demon like Bai Nian would commit himself to a small sect. That kind of strength can completely compete with the holy sons and saints of those hegemonic forces!

Murong Hai was also a little shocked in his heart, Zhang Luo, who was in the early stage of transcendence, couldn't block the other party's punch! He quickly took out the bronze ancient mirror and turned the mirror towards Bai Nian.

Zhang Luo fled quickly, Bai Nian no longer continued to pursue, he skimmed towards another enemy, and the fiftieth punch collapsed directly.

The Celestial Fist can store the remaining power of the previous punch for the next punch, but each punch actually has a time limit. Once this time limit is passed, the force of the previous punch will gradually dissipate, and at that time, Bai Nian will have to start from scratch again.

With a punch without suspense, the person who was targeted by Bai Nian couldn't escape the extreme speed of the wind god's retreat.

"Soul Eater!"

Murong Hai shouted, and Bai Nian's figure was reflected in the bronze ancient mirror.

As if the soul was being stripped away, as if it was being weighed down, a sense of trance, tiredness, and emptiness rose in an instant, and the whole world gradually became dark.

"Don't hurry up yet!" Murong Hai yelled at Zhang Luo.

Zhang Luo saw that Bai Nian had been devoured by Murong Hai's Soul Devouring Realm, he no longer hesitated and feared, and rushed directly towards Bai Nian with his palms.

"It's not good! Murong Hai's bronze mirror is an immortal weapon, it can devour people's souls, Bai Nian is in danger!" Lu Zhanxian has experienced the taste of being devoured by the Soul Devouring Mirror, and when he saw Murong Hai take out the bronze mirror, he immediately had a bad premonition.

The blood spirit that had just recovered thirty percent was immediately mobilized, and the golden armor was draped on the body one by one, and eight arms were conjured up in the swirling golden light, and the eight halberds behind him flew out in an instant.

A trace of worry appeared on Hua Wuxian's face when she heard this, and she instantly summoned the heavy sword, and her petite body wanted to rush towards Bai Nian.

However, before Lu Zhanxian and Hua Wuxian could make a move, Bai Nian, who seemed to be crumbling, suddenly quickly turned around, and the fist power that had just dissipated was caught again and stored in the next punch, the fiftieth fist of the Heavenly Gang Fist!

Seeing Bai Nian suddenly wake up, Zhang Luo shouted that it was not good. He wanted to run away immediately, but at this time, he was less than ten meters away from Bai Nian, which was within an instant of the Spirit Pill Monk.

Seeing the earth-shattering punch rushing towards him, Zhang Luo directly wanted to greet Murong Hai's eighteenth generation ancestor in his heart.

Didn't you say that it was good to devour souls? how could this kid still be alive and kicking, he wasn't affected at all, okay?

"Murong Hai!

As soon as the voice fell, the fist that broke everything hit directly, first the palms, then the arms, and finally the torso! Even the bones were worn out by the fist wind, and the blood and water mixed with the crushed flesh, bone residue and other unnameable things floated in the air, and the blood was terrifying!

"You... How can you..."Murong Hai froze in place, great fear irrigating from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

No longer looking at the figure that looked like a demon crawling out of hell, Murong Hai stared down at the bronze ancient mirror in his hand, as if it was the only weapon he could use to escape from hell.

"Soul Eater... Soul Eater... Devouring..."Murong Hai urged the Soul Eater Mirror over and over again.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

The figure reflected in the mirror was very blurry, and from the body shape, it should probably be Bai Nian. But at this moment, the figure gradually became clear.

With blood and flames around his body, his indifferent and murderous face with an unstoppable majesty, he smiled slightly at Murong Hai in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth were raised with disdain like looking at an ant.

"Pit!"

The entire mirror gradually shattered, and a painful roar came from the ancient mirror.

Only Murong Hai could hear this roar, it was the roar of the Soul Eater Mirror's machine spirit!

As soon as Murong Hai's hand was loosened, the bronze ancient mirror fell to the ground and was completely shattered, and he looked at Bai Nian in despair.

The Soul Eater Mirror Spirit has been devoured!