Sword cultivation is originally the master of killing, and the way of the sword includes the way of killing. Since the beginning of the end times, the fat man has good intentions for everything, and he has not been able to kill freely all this time. Therefore, the fat man's sword, the fat man's sword, there is always a thin film separated there, and it can't be played to the extreme. Today's Xiaolan's death is like having a whetstone polished for a long time, the fat man's sword finally showed that sharp light, and today, the fat man finally showed his ruthless side as a sword cultivator.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, bright as electricity, the fat man's whole body sword yuan force is swollen, the whole person is swimming with sharp sword qi, and the big sword in his hand is even more radiant, and the already wide and matchless sword tip is full of innate Gengjin sword rays that are more than three feet long. At this time, the fat man no longer saw the trace of cowardice and kindness in his eyes, and he no longer saw the innocence and brilliance. There is only boundless killing intent, soaked in the fat man's heart, endless pain and remorse in his heart, and the forced fat man can only rely on killing to alleviate this heart-rending feeling.

The sword is like lightning, the person is like a swimming dragon, one person and one sword, like a tiger entering the flock, the sword flashes, the head flies, the power of a sword, as for Si, more than a dozen innate and middle-level White Lotus Sect disciples were cut in two by a sword, their heads flew high, and a pair of eyes fixed there were full of unwillingness.

It's not good, Qian Honggang and Qian Buxiu saw that the fat man fell into madness, and where the sword flashed, all the disciples were divided by the sword qi. Hurriedly urged all the mana, and at the same time cast the secret technique of the White Lotus Sect, saying that the black sky handprint, a white lotus rose above the two seals to protect Zhou's body, and then the hands were intertwined like a moon, and then the fork was second-hand into a fist, and the ten fingers appeared. The handprints were formed, and the two of them visualized themselves becoming the Great Dharma Realm Body, and a round of black Great Lotus appeared from the back of their heads, and then the power of faith of countless generations of White Lotus Sectists poured out from the Black Saying, blessed to Qian Honggang and his son, and the two shouted in unison: "Motherless Mother, protect my body, the White Lotus blooms, and the demons are destroyed." His mouth kept reciting the secret mantra of the gods.

During the time when the two of them were reciting the incantation, the fat man had already sent out several more swords, and each sword took away the surnames of no less than a dozen elite disciples of the White Lotus Sect. The frightened guests who came to the wedding were colorless one by one, desperately hiding in the corner. lest the fat man's sword sweep over them.

Whoo, a howl that was not like a human voice sounded, Qian Buxiu was the first to complete the blessing of the gods, the thin figure jumped, jumped on the top of the chandelier that was full of ** meters, grabbed the copper chain of the chandelier with one hand, and built a pergola between his eyebrows with the other hand, looked at the fat man below, and made a sound similar to a monkey's cry in his mouth.

Then Qian Buxiu tossed, strode out in the air, and stopped steadily in the air, with a long roar in the sky, the car behind him [***] small black said turned into a neat armor, and the white lotus law that floated in the air turned into a stick with the thickness of a wrist, and held it in Qian Buxiu's hand.

"Look at the fight", the two words shouted, Qian Buxiu has already turned into a violent ape that seems to be able to tear the heavens and the earth, the round eyes the size of copper bells are full of fierce breath, and a mouthful of fangs emerge from the old man, between opening and closing, as if he wants to chew the fat man into pieces. As soon as the violent ape came out, even the temperature in the hall dropped by a few degrees, and the violent ape tightened the big stick in his hand, and swung the mana of his whole body to the bottom, and seven or eight money were not repaired in the air, and they all held on to the stick, and swung it at the fat man on the ground to smash it down. This is because the speed of the storm ape's figure is so fast that a series of phantoms have appeared, and from the side, a series of seven or eight storm apes are in different postures, and they will smash down.

The fat man is now like a machine that only knows how to kill, with only enemies in his eyes and only one thought in his heart, that is, to kill, kill all the children of the Qian family, and kill all the disciples of the White Lotus Sect. All things are born to support people, and people have no virtue to repay the sky, kill.

After the fat man slashed off six or seven Qian family children with another sword, the stick shadow finally reached the top of his head, the fat man did not dodge, nor parryed, just let the stick with a thousand jun power smash on his head, with a bang, Qian Buxiu, please God on the upper body of Qian Buxiu as if knocked on a granite stone, direct sparks shot out, the fat man grabbed the stick with his left hand, grabbed the stick in his hand, and swung the big sword in his right hand horizontally, a sword slashed heavily on Qian Buxiu's chest, and the armor on Qian Buxiu's body was shattered on the spot, turned into a black sword against the fat man's sword. Under the blow, Qian Buxiu felt that his sternum was about to be shattered, and it hurt terribly when he took a light breath.

Fortunately, Qian Buxiu is now in a state of inviting the gods to come up, and the fierce surname of the violent ape resists this kind of heart-piercing chest pain. Seeing that he couldn't resist the fat man's attack, Qian Buxiu let go of his hand, let go of the stick made of the white lotus, and retreated quickly. Prepare to get out of the way of the fat man's attack.

The fat man was willing to let him go, threw his left hand, threw the stick away, picked up the big sword in his right hand, and smashed it on Qian Buxiu's back. This time, he smashed the money without repairing it, vomited three liters of blood on the spot, flew upside down for more than ten or twenty meters, hit the wall of the living room heavily, snapped, and fell. tumbled and fell to the dust. can no longer keep the image of the violent ape, disperse the divine light around him, and return to his original appearance.

"You, you are not a foundation building period at all, you, you are a Jindan real person." Qian Buxiu was hit by this blow and two souls of the three souls, and as soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of black and purple blood spurted out. Thinking of this scene just now, Qian Buxiu's frightened soul was about to fly, and he dared to attack with all his might, without even doing defense, and the monks in the foundation building period couldn't do this. This fat man is definitely a cultivator above the Jindan stage. God, I am dying, how can I provoke him so that I can't die, if I knew that the Lan family had this lord as the backing, I wouldn't dare to mention the matter of his grandson marrying Lan Xiaoli when he was killed. Xiaolan let her granddaughter stab her again, seeing that she was hopeless, and then looked at the fat man who fell into madness and only knew how to kill desperately, Qian Buxiu sighed secretly, it's over, the Qian family is now all over. Angry, remorseful, afraid and hateful, Qian Buxiu was in a state of agitation, his mouth opened violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he collapsed on the ground like mud, not moving.

Just when the fat man was about to grab the surname of Qian Buxiu, there was a dull wind sound above, and the fat man looked up, it turned out that Qian Hong had just completed the ritual of inviting the gods, and successfully transformed into a huge god more than four meters high, dressed in armor, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, holding a heavy Xuanhua board axe in his hand, with a heavy wind, and slashing at the fat man's head.

The fat man was already crazy, and when he saw that Qian Honggang had become a huge god, he smiled coldly: "Lao Tzu can't do it, his son is still here to die, and the law is like heaven and earth." With a shout, the fat man's figure soared wildly, and suddenly poked a big hole in the roof of the hall, and the fat man's huge figure rushed directly into the sky outside, and when the dust settled, whether it was the personnel of the mercenary group, or the children of the Qian family, or the guests watching the ceremony, everyone looked at the fat man in mid-air blankly. Speechless in horror.

It's too scary, the fat man who used the magic power of heaven and earth has now become about ten zhang tall, not to mention anything else, such as the rafter's arm persistence has become a big sword about twenty meters long, rushing to pounce in front of the fat man's knee, and Qian Honggang, who is trying to attack, is a fierce sword split. The innate Gengjin sword with the thickness of the bucket was sharp and domineering, and before the sword reached the body, the sword split Qian Honggang's armor and scattered it all over the ground. The sword flashed again, and there was a pile of minced meat on the ground, and this Qian Honggang didn't even have a whole corpse left, so he was forcibly divided by the fat man, and the dead couldn't die anymore.

Qian Buxiu, who had just woken up slowly, happened to see the scene of his son being killed by a fat man who looked like a god, and his eyes were about to explode, and he shouted in his mouth: "Hong Gang, my son, I ......", before this sentence was finished, he fainted again.

Kong Chuili, the head of the Kong family, who was hiding in the corner and couldn't get out, was standing there tremblingly with his wife and two children, cautiously watching the chaotic battle scene in the hall. Just when they were frightened, Qian Honggang's Xuanhua board axe was split in two by the fat man, and flew in their direction, Kong Chuili wanted to jump to avoid, but there was a wife and two sons behind him, so he had to grit his teeth, carry up the power of the middle of the innate period, and pull out a Burmese iron soft sword from his waist.

At the moment when Kong Chuili was ready to fight to the death, a streamer flashed, and a pair of wings covering the sky and the earth spread into a fan-shape, firmly protecting Kong Chuili's family of four, and the two axes hit the wings with two rings, sparks splashed everywhere, and a strong force rushed to the wings, and the pair of colorful wings flapped and unloaded all the strength. Survived the crisis unscathed.

Kong Traili's family was ready to resign themselves to fate, but who knew that a savior would descend from the sky and block the flying axe for them. Kong Traili, who lived for the rest of his life after the disaster, and his wife and son looked at the benefactor who saved them gratefully, ready to say thank you, who knew that Kong Traili saw it and cried out. It turned out that the person who saved their whole family turned out to be Kong Youdao, who had just been expelled from the house by him, and now Kong Wuming. Kong Wuming glanced at a few people coldly, and his figure flashed, and he retreated into the crowd where the mercenary group was.

The fat man was already red-eyed at this time, and the sword light was everywhere, as long as it was embroidered with the white lotus logo, it was a bright sword. Everywhere the sword light passed, the White Lotus Sect members all ran for their lives to hide everywhere, and many White Lotus Sect disciples planned to rush out of the gate, but unfortunately the gate was guarded by the mercenary group, and not even a single fly was allowed to fly over. It didn't take long for the members of the Qian family in the hall to be killed by the fat man.

After the fat man killed the people of the Qian family in the hall, he was at a loss for a while, and sorrow came from it, and he looked up to the sky and roared, crying like a complaint, with infinite sadness and sadness.

At this time, Zhang Wenjun's anxious voice reached the ears of the fat man: "Fatty, Xiaoli is not good, come over quickly, Xiaoli has something to say to you." When the fat man heard this, his body shook and he suddenly woke up. An arrow rushed to Zhang Wenjun's side, and looked at Xiaolan with a face like gold paper and a withered expression. Tears fell uncontrollably.

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