With a bang, Xiao Jingyang rushed over first, and a pair of iron claws made a metal-like sound, bringing a whistling sound, and grabbed towards the Blood Rakshasa with a roaring sound. This is the Eagle Claw Gong of the Chaoyang Martial Arts Gym.

But in the face of this terrifying claw, the Blood Rakshasa just chuckled, and the soft sword in his hand had already floated towards the other party.

The soft sword, which was more than three meters long, was waved in the hand of the Blood Rakshasa in his hand, just like a thousand troubles, turning into countless phantoms, stabbing towards Xiao Jingyang in front of him at different angles.

Before Xiao Jingyang could make contact with the other party, he screamed miserably, and he didn't know how many wounds were cut on his body, and he retreated frantically.

At this time, the others surrounded him, but the Blood Rakshasa only moved a few times in a row, turned around, and waved his twin swords to break the siege.

Like a shark, she wandered through the courtyard at will, taking a life with every swing of her sword.

At that moment, a fist did not bring a trace of wind, and in an eerie silence, it imprinted towards the vest of the Blood Rakshasa. It wasn't until the slightest hint of strong wind on the surface of the fist reached the body that the Blood Rakshasa had time to react and dodge forward forcefully, but still felt a sharp pain in his back because he couldn't dodge.

It was the first time she had been injured since the war began.

Receiving the power of this punch, the Blood Rakshasa turned around with the help of his strength, and saw Master Jiang who didn't know when he transferred behind him, and the other party didn't say a word, silently punched him again.

A feeling of tranquility and peace enveloped Blood Rakshasa's thoughts, slowing her movements a beat, barely blocking it with the spine of her sword, and then she had to step back again.

"Practicing the Divine Technique?" The Blood Rakshasa was shocked in his heart, but immediately reacted again: "No, if it is really a master of cultivating gods, I will already be dead after this punch, can I only use the cultivation technique in the qi training stage?" ”

The Blood Rakshasa sneered, and the murderous aura on his body surged out, and this murderous aura came to his face, his mind was full of thoughts of wanting to kill the other party, after all, Master Jiang's body had not reached the realm of practicing gods, and the cultivation techniques he barely used could no longer work.

The two of them attacked quickly one after another, only to see silver lights flickering around Jiang Tianzheng, and soon left a wound on his left arm.

After all, Qi Haoran failed, Jiang Tianzheng's strength couldn't keep up with the Blood Rakshasa , if it weren't for his own experience, plus his mind had been calm under the effect of Qi Haoran, I'm afraid he would have lost a long time ago.

At this moment, there was a sharp pain from the wound on his face and arm, Jiang Tianzheng took advantage of the opportunity of the two people besieging the Blood Rakshasa and immediately flashed out, thinking of the wound that was cut on the sword before, he shouted loudly: "Beware, her sword is poisonous!" ”

"Go get your weapons!"

No one could have imagined that the Blood Rakshasa would be so crazy that he chose a person to rush in when they gathered in their eighteen martial arts halls.

I didn't expect that the woman Blood Rakshasa would be so strong.

When the Blood Rakshasa began to move, the entire courtyard fell into chaos, Jiang Qing wanted to go up to help, but was grabbed by Zuo Zhicheng and dragged in the direction of the courtyard.

She didn't know where Zuo Zhicheng's strength came from, and she couldn't break free at all.

"What are you doing, let go of me, I'm going to help my dad!"

But Zuo Zhicheng was like a silent machine, ignoring Jiang Qing's struggles at all, and pulled her away from the battlefield.

At this moment, an astonishing scream rang out in the courtyard, and a severed arm rose into the sky with blood.

In the crowd, Jiang Qing could see that it was the owner of the martial arts hall nicknamed Iron Arhat, who was holding his broken arm and kneeling on the ground. An iron cloth shirt that is claimed to be invulnerable, at this moment, in front of the Blood Rakshasa is so fragile.

Just as he screamed, several silver rays of light streaked across his body, and countless pieces of flesh shot out in all directions.

He had been dismembered by a three-meter-long soft sword.

And this is just a scene in the killing fields, with more severed arms and stumps flying out non-stop. The sword body is more than three meters long, so that every swing of the Blood Rakshasa and the swing of the tip of the sword are almost close to the sound.

A ghostly scream resounded in the air, accompanied by screams and wails from all over the earth, as if the gates of the Yellow Spring had been opened.

When Jiang Qing reacted, she had been gently pushed by Zuo Zhicheng and pushed behind a wall, she struggled to stick her head out and look at the courtyard, but she could only see a big fiery figure constantly rushing left and right, bringing up pieces of blood.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Why are you running away!" We're going to help my dad! But her trembling legs prevented her from taking a step.

Zuo Zhicheng didn't speak, just looked at the wanton killing Blood Rakshasa in the field with a calm face, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was at this time that several guys rushed over with a cart and shouting, and in the cart, there were dozens of machetes that had been bladed.

"Let's fight him with weapons!"

"Be careful that his Qimen weapon is very long!"

There is indeed a difference between holding a knife with bare hands. Everyone was caught off guard by the Blood Rakshasa before, one reason was naturally because the Blood Rakshasa was really powerful, but the other reason was naturally the two soft swords more than three meters long in their hands.

At this moment, all the martial artists went to get the machete, and they were bold and rushed towards the Blood Rakshasa again.

But Zuo Zhicheng squinted his eyes, confirming that Jiang Tianzheng had already hid in the house, and after the Blood Rakshasa did not immediately pursue, he pulled Jiang Qing and ran away again, no matter how Jiang Qing struggled, he was like a cold and hard stone, without the slightest change.

And as he walked all the way, he always walked past some corners and corners, and the shadow of his hand slashed, as if he had taken something, and it seemed that he had taken nothing. In the midst of this chaos, no one is doing this at all.

Just a few seconds after Zuo Zhicheng turned around, the warrior who got the machete first had already exclaimed, and a silver light flashed in the air, and the blade in his hand was shattered by a blow, and the broken blade shot directly into his face, chest, and stomach.

Seeing the two soft swords as powerful and flexible as a spiritual snake, someone began to throw the machete and other things in their hands.

Blood Rakshasa sneered and flashed aside.

Jiang Qing was held in Zuo Zhicheng's arms, she looked at the courtyard behind her that had become a slaughterhouse with tears in her eyes, and suddenly, the courtyard darkened, just like dominoes, all the lights were extinguished one after another, and the entire Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall fell into darkness in an instant.

"Be careful, she's slipping out!"

"Here, here, she's hiding in the house!"

"Master! Master, you are there! ”

"She's jumped on the roof!"

"Block him!"

"Help! Help~~~~"

The sound of metal shattering, the cracking of furniture, the screams of humans, the clashing of swords.

In the pitch-black Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, all kinds of sounds were endless, and only under the illumination of the moonlight could you barely see the corpses that had fallen to the ground constantly showing various distorted expressions.

In this darkness of only a few hundred square meters, the Blood Rakshasa was like coming to his own home, harvesting everyone's lives in the darkness.

In the corner of the room, Jiang Tianzheng showed a wry smile and looked at the wound on his arm. The other party's later swords don't seem to have **, and it seems that only the first wound is poisoned. If you think about it this way, is it that one of the two swords has been wiped **?

Holding a machete and cutting a piece of flesh directly from the poisoned wound, Jiang Tianzheng began to release poisonous blood again, and his face became more and more pale after this action.

He didn't expect that they had hundreds of martial artists, but they were suppressed by the Blood Rakshasa alone, and they were almost breathless. Where the other party wants to fight, how they want to fight, how many people they want to fight, almost as many people as they want, and they have no choice.

With a thud, another person broke through the window.

Jiang Tianzheng was about to act, but stopped again.

"Master Xiao?"

"Master Jiang?"

In the darkness, the two smiled bitterly at each other. At this time, Xiao Jingyang was definitely not in a good state, his upper body, which was completely stained red with blood, and several wounds on his back that were almost boneless, made him frown every time he moved.

"Blood Rakshasa is even more terrifying than we imagined. was almost swept to death by her sword. ”

"Xiaoqing doesn't know what's going on, I have to go out and save her."

On the other side, Jiang Qing had been stuffed under a bed by Zuo Zhicheng, and he said coldly: "You hide here, don't come out." ”

Zuo Zhicheng's tone and state are far from usual, it can be said that he is a completely different person, but Jiang Qing can't take care of these anymore, her eyes are a little dull, even if she is the daughter of the martial arts hall owner, even if she is a girl who has practiced martial arts all year round. But it was also the first time she had seen so many dead people, so much blood. And before that, she hadn't even killed a chicken.

The four words that are usually said to be chivalrous and righteous are so heavy and fragile in front of the bloody corpse.

In my mind, the scene of Iron Arhat being cut off by a sword and then dismembering his body kept flashing like a movie on a loop.

Human life turned out to be so worthless and so fragile.

She looked at Zuo Zhicheng in front of her and said, "Will we die?" Is Daddy dead? ”

"Don't worry, you won't die." Then there was a sound of Suosuo, Zuo Zhicheng seemed to be taking something out of the wardrobe in the room from his arms, and kept rummaging and tidying up. However, Jiang Qing, who was hiding under the bed, couldn't see clearly at all, she could only see the flickering of light and shadow, and she didn't know what Zuo Zhicheng was doing.

According to the situation of the bloody case in the past few days, Zuo Zhicheng had already guessed that the female madman might directly rush into the Chaoyang Martial Arts Gym, and even want to wipe out all the people in the Martial Arts Gym.

So he also sneaked into the Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall in advance and prepared some things. For example, the mask in the arms, some materials in the corner, and the coat in the wardrobe of this room. He came all the way and finally gathered all the preparations.

So in just a few minutes, through Guò's own preparations, he has become a big man wearing a pure white mask.

But in the next moment, in this darkness, the sound that almost stopped Jiang Qing's heartbeat sounded.

"Two little mice." The witch's laughing voice, like an invitation to death, rang outside the door, and the next moment, silver light flashed in the darkness, and two three-meter-long silver dragons had already cut open the door and twisted directly towards Zuo Zhicheng.

It was at this moment when Jiang Qing's mouth opened wide and she was about to scream.

A murderous aura that was enough to freeze the blood had already risen to the sky, and the man who suddenly appeared was like a ghost, slapping the spine of the sword with one hand, and then slapping the stabbing double swords with his hands.

Then he lifted his footsteps, and there was a crackling sound in the air, and the Blood Rakshasa had already exited the house with a terrible scream.

(At the end of the year, there are more things to do at work, so there is less yard time.) I got up early this morning and coded.,Finally coded out three chapters.,It's still slow......

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