Chapter Ninety-Two: The War Stops!

The uproar arose, the sword was unsheathed, and the blood of the enemy was drunk.

The wind and clouds are moving, the fighting spirit is difficult to stop, and the head is cut off to collect the troops.

The words of the mysterious man are like a signal.

With the announcement of the so-called feast, a martial arts master named Liu Cheng knew and did not know flocked out.

Among them, there are the three envoys of the Persian Mingjiao that appeared before, Liuyun, Miaofeng, and Huiyue.

The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, the Great Sage, Wisdom, Constant Victory, Palm Fire, Diligent Cultivation, Equality, Faith, Suppression of Evil, Integrity, Merit, Unity, and Enlightenment.

There is Fan Yao, the right envoy of the Mingjiao Light who wraps his face in an iron mask, Xie Xun, the golden lion king with gloomy eyes and a cape, and the golden flower mother-in-law Dai Qisi, who has a spotted white head and an old dragon clock.

There are the extermination masters of the Emei faction, the Kunlun faction He Taichong, Ban Shuxian and his wife, the beggar gang Shi Huolong, the five elders of Kongtong, and the couples Yang Ye and Li Ziyao in the ancient tomb......

Except for Shaolin, which had been cleaned up by Liu Cheng, only Wudang, who did not know where to go, did not come to make trouble with Liu Cheng.

At this moment, Liu Cheng finally witnessed the power of the mysterious man's strange methods, fighting the world alone, which not everyone can do, but the mysterious man can make you have to be the enemy of the world, even if the mysterious man himself is useless, this ability is difficult to underestimate.

With a contemptuous smile, after a mistaken dodge of the attack, Liu Cheng struck with his fists and feet, and all the joints on his body became deadly weapons, a punch, a finger, a palm, and a leg...... It added a new ghost to the Yellow Springs Road.

Kill!

Kill everyone in the cold!

Kill!

Kill the whole world!

Liu Cheng's clothes were already drenched with blood, and this blood was his. And more, it is the enemy's.

Enchanting blood light. Under the afterglow of the evening sun, Wudang Mountain, a Taoist holy place. The evolution is more evil than the rumored demon blood pool, and it is even more terrifying.

Liu Cheng no longer knew how many people he had killed, and the people around him had never been less, and the masters who disappeared on weekdays seemed to have all been driven out of the deep mountains and old forests.

If that's all there is to it, Liu Chengshang can deal with it, then what's even more terrifying is that these people seem to be crazy. is not afraid of death, if this is in modern times, they are afraid that they will directly carry the explosives bag and rush up directly to play with Liu Cheng.

The strange ability of the mysterious man can't help but make people feel frightened, this is simply a demon that can control people's brains.

"If it goes on like this, sooner or later I will be consumed by these people!"

Liu Cheng took advantage of the slightest gap to recover less and less internal qi, and secretly thought.

After fighting again and again. Whether it is internal qi or spirit, Liu Cheng has long been exhausted.

If it weren't for the pressure of the mysterious person and the pressure of the hint of the film and television contract, he would have sat on the ground a long time ago. The rest went.

Everyone knows that killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughtered nine million, it was for the male of the male.

But. How many people can so calmly slaughter 10,000 people to become the hero, and even slaughter 9 million people to be called the male of the heroes. Without a hint of burden? Unless those people are cold to the extreme, they can only be robots.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" ……

With bursts of shouts and killings, a group of Han sergeants with simple swords and soft armor rushed up without formation or tactics.

"Heh......" Liu Cheng smiled bitterly, it seems that the mysterious man has made up his mind and wants to use his life to kill himself, in his eyes, these people are just natives, just a group of NPCs, just a group of beckoning tools.

snatched a long sword that stabbed at him, and with the swing of his wrist, he danced out one sword flower after another, one by one, and a bunch, shining with crimson bewitchment, carrying the deadly temptation of death.

Here, no one appreciates such a sight, only a group of crazy puppets who come forward and kill one after another.

They can no longer be called human.

In the red eyes, the consciousness has long followed the blood light, and they have no thoughts, and they have long become numb puppets.

The sword was still moving, and the corpse had already raised the ground more than three feet high, and the thick bloody breath could still be smelled from a distance of ten miles, and the blood was flowing, staining the trees, stones, and even every weed on Wudang Mountain red.

The sun no longer wanted to see this hellish scene on earth, and hid in the hibiscus tree to sleep, and the moon, as if it had already received the news, did not have the slightest sense of hanging.

Dark clouds rose and painted the sky reddened with blood.

"Poof!"

A long sword slashed through the sky, bringing up a brilliant blood flower from Liu Cheng's body.

Looking at the person who stabbed him out of the corner of his eye, Liu Cheng smiled bitterly.

Zhou Zhiruo!

Unexpectedly, these people who once knew each other have now become enemies.

As the saying goes, with the first time, there will be a second time.

Within a moment, Liu Cheng's body had been injured several times intermittently.

Supporting his tired body with his sword, he watched these enemies who were tired and tired, and whenever someone approached three feet in front of him, he swept out with a sword.

Just when Liu Cheng was too tired to do anything, the surrounding enemies suddenly stopped.

"Hah...... ......In front of Liu Cheng, a man with a sword threw his weapon casually, and said proudly: "It's not as good as these wastes, but you dare to make enemies everywhere, it's really a long life!" ”

"Huh?"

The man with the sword must have been possessed by a mysterious person.

It's just, what's going on with the enemies he is talking about?

"I don't even dare to show my face, I actually say some nonsense here, could it be that Liu still knows you, and you have a grudge?"

"The deity never explains much to the waste, and if you win the waste, the deity will tell you everything!" The mysterious man stretched out his hand, pointed at the black crowd around him, and shouted proudly.

Failing to ask for some information, Liu Cheng was a little disappointed, then pursed his lips and shouted contemptuously: "Are you out to fart?" ”

"Whew! Want to provoke the deity? You're still a little too tender! The mysterious man laughed lightly, then turned his head, looked down the mountain, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, your teammates are here!" ”

Teammate? What's that?

Liu Cheng's mind was confused, and he couldn't figure out what this person was trying to do.

Do you really think you're the big boss and need to team up to solve it?

Or is this product playing too much in real life? Have you ever wanted to be a big boss?

In short, no matter what this mysterious person wants to do, Liu Cheng can only play with him now, after all, he is now in the game, and if he wants to get out, it is not so simple. (To be continued......)