Ten meters away, a monk was lying on his knees against the mountain wall, blood still pouring out of his headless neck, but his head was rolling under him, and his eyes were wide open.

The second monk's head was strangely folded back, revealing a large crack in his neck that could fit into his fist, as if looking up at the sun.

The third monk's right hand was only half cut off, his black palm falling two meters away, his head rolling against the other side of the mountain, and only a messy back of his head could be seen.

The fourth monk sat slumped against the mountain wall, his chest stained with blood and red and white brains, like a sloppy child who could not eat.

The fifth monk was missing.

The sixth monk, with a short knife stuck in his neck, was already lifeless, and was violently struck by someone, his bones broken, and his body twisted into a broken sack, and he lay on the side of the road.

From the perspective of the red bee and the green butterfly, there is no obstacle on a straight road in the middle, and all the people who stand in the way fall on both sides of this not spacious road, and the small craters that have been blown up in the middle of the road are connected into a straight line, and the blood marks this line with the best mark: Those who stand in my way, die!

The two women looked at each other in shock, killing five people in a row, but after only a dozen breaths, Red Bee only felt that he was very wrong, and faintly felt that a great disaster was coming, and his hands couldn't help but tremble violently, and suddenly he woke up and shouted: "Chase him! He's seriously injured! Don't let him wake up the old thing!"

Green Butterfly said timidly, "No, this kid is so powerful, is he going to die?"

The red bee screamed, "If you wake up the old thing, we will die the same, and we will die even worse!" Yan San was punched, and then he was hit hard by the knife, and then he was hit with a short stick a few times, and the injuries were added to the injury. If he still has the strength left, he will definitely kill us together, so why should he leave?'

The green butterfly suddenly realized, and the two girls hurriedly followed the footprints.

Along the way, there were blood stains all over the ground, all of which showed the shape of a flying shot, and the mountain walls on both sides were densely packed like a bloody arrow, and the two women concluded that Yan San was seriously injured, but they were also nervous, for fear that Yan San would have a chance to fight one last time, and hide in the shadows and hurt people.

The fifth monk found it, and the red bee looked at the man's chest with a blur of flesh and blood, and he didn't know how he had stabbed hundreds of knives, and he really couldn't imagine how Yan San's young appearance could have such a fierce and violent killing machine, it was like a hideous beast from ancient times. She has seen a lot of wicked people, but it is still rare to kill people like Yan San and kill pigs without a little room for turn, this is a natural evil star, a butcher who does not treat people as human beings from the bottom of his heart.

Yan San didn't want to be a butcher, but he didn't want to be a cold corpse lying on the ground.

Opposite to the enemy, there is me invincible! Those who are enemies with me are all pigs and dogs! This is Yan San's butcher logic.

The Lost Array couldn't help Yan San, and Guo Ergou was with Yan San at this time. In fact, Guo Ergou was in Yan San's mind.

Yan San's current state is very bad, the knife pierced from the shoulder, leaked out from the back, and the severe pain hit the heart, this is not the heaviest. The first palm was too vicious, Yan San didn't think that a person who was waiting for death would fight back, and he shook his internal organs like a heel fight without defense, if it weren't for the foundation of the third-order physical cultivation, Yan San would have rushed to the street on the spot.

Then it was the counterattack of the monk with a short stick, the black iron rod was heavy, and the first blow smashed four ribs on Yan San's back, fortunately it did not hurt his spine, and after the second blow, the monk was exhausted, and there was no strength on the stick, but it also shook the wound, making Yan San's injuries even worse.

And the absolute string is good, the only drawback is that it consumes too much blood yuan, at this time, Yan San can put him down except for holding it in one breath, an ordinary woman can put him down.

The crow's soul breath was close at hand, as long as he turned the mountain wall in front of him, in just a dozen steps, Yan San walked as hard as an old ox pulling a cart. He tried his best to mobilize Xue Yutun to repair his external injuries and avoid excessive blood loss, and on the way, he had already poured all the remaining two True One Pills into his mouth, so that he would not fall down for the time being.

If I'm not mistaken, there's a ruthless woman in it, Zi Centipe!

Taking a deep breath, Yan San mobilized all his energy and did his best to activate the 'Cicada Yin', he knew that it was useless, and the smell of blood on his body could be smelled from afar, but this was all he could do.

Do your best, be safe and give it a go!

Yan San tore off the blood-stained shirt on his body and threw it away, then turned around the mountain wall and gently pushed open the heavy wooden door...... When did a wooden door become so heavy?The sharp pain in his shoulder made Yan San's eyes darken, and he wanted to fall asleep.

The wooden door creaked open a gap, and Yan San dodged in as carefully as he could, and the empty cave opened the door loudly.

"Sister Redbee, are you back, tell you to be quiet, wake up the old thing, everyone is going to die!" a woman who lowered her voice said softly. The cave is minimalist, there is only a huge bed, the bed is hung with a black veil, covering the people on the bed, a person is faintly visible, a woman is sitting on one side, and she does not look back and whispers to blame, there seems to be some incense on the bed, and a large cloud of smoke comes out of it. The smoke was so heavy that even a woman couldn't see anything when she looked back.

Yan San screamed in his heart that he was lucky, Zi Xian never thought that someone would come to save the crow, he was defenseless, and he was afraid that the crow would wake up, so he ordered a large number of '100 days of drunkenness' under the veil, and did not find anything abnormal.

Yan San controlled his breathing, gritted his teeth and endured waves of severe pain, trying to keep himself from falling asleep, staying awake, and approaching the gauze tent step by step, inside the gauze tent, the purple centipede was still chattering: "Did you bring anyone back?" You two are good, go out and be happy, leave me alone here to be frightened, if the old immortal wakes up, I will die here alone! I don't care, when I kill the old immortal, I want half of Yuanjing! If you don't agree, it's a big deal to break up, I'll wake up the old immortal now, let's die together! Why don't you speak, dumb? Huh...... Are you ?......

The purple centipede turned his head, he couldn't see the appearance of the outside clearly in the smoke, and he could only vaguely see a figure, but this person was tall and long, definitely not a red bee and a green butterfly, the purple centipede suddenly felt a fierce heartbeat, and was about to make a move, a blue-gray short knife was already across his neck through the veil, and the corner of his eyes could see the sharp cold light on the knife edge.

"Come down, I don't want to kill a woman!" Yan San tried to keep his voice calm, not because he didn't want to kill, but because he was weak and didn't know how to solve the problem with one sword. Zi Centipede is a soul cultivator, and the body of a soul cultivator is not a fatal place.

The purple centipede trembled and got out of bed, the black veil was torn off and covered her head, and in the dimness she saw the man sitting on the bed, the man was very tall, and even though he was sitting, the knife was still flat on the side of her neck.

Before she could cry and beg for mercy, the man's body shook a few times, and the short knife on the side of the purple centipede neck fell to the ground, and the man suddenly fell to the bed on his back, and a long knife grew out of his shoulder and trembled.

There was no sound.

Yan San couldn't support it anymore, stretched out his hand as much as he could before passing out in a coma, and smashed it on the crow while lying on his back, and used his last strength to roar at the crow in the sea of souls: "Crow, your mother's feet, Lao Tzu owes you in my previous life!

Above the soul platform, the sky was dim, and there was only a line left. When the sky is completely extinguished, Yan San's physical body will also die, and without the help of the crow, Yan San's soul will gradually wither and dissipate.

The purple creede tore off the veil and found a young man lying on the bed, his face was like gold paper, his upper body was naked, and a long knife was stuck in his shoulder, trembling and shaking, and he didn't know who had stabbed him.

This long knife originally pierced Yan San's shoulder until it was handleless, Yan San lay down on his back, the tip of the knife touched the bed board and could not enter again, under the pressure of Yan San's weight, the blade returned from Yan San's wound in the original way, cut the wound again, brought out the red blood, and stained the blade with a smash.

Zi Centipede first looked at the crow nervously, saw that he moved, and his heart rose to his throat, and then the crow turned over, his legs curled up, and then he fell asleep, and then Zi Centipede patted his chest with palpitations and looked at Yan San.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then the wooden door was kicked open vigorously, and the two orange-haired zombies pushed the door straight in, and the trembling voice of the red wasp came from behind the zombies: "Sister Zi, has anyone ever come in......?" Is the master awake?'

"Shh......h Tap! I almost woke up just now!' Zi Centipede immediately stopped the two of them, pointed to Yan San on the bed, and said, "This person suddenly broke in, and then it seems to be dead......

The red bee and green butterfly came out from behind the zombie, and at a glance saw Yan San who was unconscious on the bed, and asked suspiciously, "Is that him!

"I don't know, it looks like you won't live long if you don't die, you have more air in and less breath out!What about the person you brought? Is this the person?" Zi Centipede asked, "The appearance is Zhou Zheng, and the body is still strong...... But it's not going to bed with you, it's about killing people! You prodigal hoof, do you know how to kill people? These are people who are dying, and they almost woke up the old thing when they sat on the bed just now!"

"This person's name is Yan San, and he is the little cub that the old thing brought back in the West District this time, what kind of young master is it, I think it is the new good of the old immortal......! Somehow, I got into the master I was looking for, and I found out that I tricked him into the inner cave, wanting to kill him to prevent future troubles. Red Bee said, "Who would have thought that this kid's methods are simply vicious and abnormal, obviously he only has third-order strength, and one person killed six third-order people and rushed in, we were afraid that he would wake up the old thing, so we hurriedly chased after him...... Fortunately, he was also seriously injured and unconscious, otherwise it would have been a big deal!'

"Hurry up, there are many dreams in the night, the three of us are enough, kill the old immortal and detonate all the Sun Beads immediately, remember to close your eyes, otherwise you will be blind......" The red bee pulled out a long knife from Yan San's shoulder, blood gushed like a spring, Yan San's body trembled, and he was still unconscious.

Green Butterfly's face changed drastically, and she pointed to the side trembling, and said, "Snake...... What a big snake!' voice was very low, as if it was afraid of scaring something terrible.