Chapter 612: A Sword Stains the Sky with Blood
"What?!"
Hearing this, everyone in the Lone Moon Mountain Villa was dumbfounded, and their eyes widened, Guyue Town Tianyin was sold by this little beast?
It was a third-grade high-level soldier who could be used as an inheritance, but now, he sold it.
Moreover, it is also said that the treasure of their inheritance is garbage!
Is it tolerable or unbearable, those warriors of Lonely Moon Villa, their eyes breathe fire, and they can't wait to cut Qin Yu with a thousand knives.
"Zhuang master, kill him, this son will not die, I Lonely Moon Villa, shame and hard snow!!" A strong man in the Zidan Realm spat out a humiliating roar from his mouth, when had he been humiliated like this in Guyue Villa?
It's just unbearable.
"Oh?" Hearing this voice, Qin Yu raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, "You seem to be very dissatisfied?"
"Nonsense......" The warrior was angry, however, he was not finished yet......
Qin Yu flicked his fingers, and a terrifying sword intent pierced through the sky, and disappeared in a flash.
The terrifying, sharp sword intent roared by, and the killing intent bloomed at that moment, and the warrior watched as that sword intent erupted and submerged into his body, but he couldn't even let out a wail, and the sword intent bloomed in his body.
Bang!
That body exploded directly.
The blood and broken pieces, the flesh, exploded all around, spilling on the group of Purple Pill Realm martial artists around him.
That group of Purple Pill Realm martial artists, an endless coolness rose in their hearts, and in an instant, even they felt the death-like fear brought by that sword intent.
"What a terrible boy!" Their hearts were cold, in front of Qin Yu, they were like ants, they could be wiped out at will, and now they were even trembling with their hands.
"If you're not convinced, then I'll send you on your way first. Qin Yu spit out a sentence lightly, and the cold indifference between his eyebrows did not change much.
Now that he's here, he won't show mercy to these people.
The people of Lonely Moon Villa, who participated in the siege and murder of his father at the beginning, harmed his father, and until now, they are still missing, life and death are unknown, and they all deserve to die.
He is not a good person, he has always had revenge,-for-tat, and never mercy, since they dare to do such a thing, then, when they are killed, do not say anything wrong.
"Little beast, you are dead, today Lonely Moon Villa is your burial place. An angry roar came, and Gu Yuexuan was full of murderous energy, holding the Silver Moon Sword, stepping step by step from the void.
The terrifying sword momentum converged little by little, and the surrounding space seemed to be dyed with a layer of dazzling silver light, filled with sword qi.
"Lonely Moon Villa, after today, it will become history, in the hands of my Qin Yu. Qin Yu said coldly, "It will be your burial place." ”
Qin Yu's tone was still so indifferent and cold, but the killing intent in his eyes was stronger than anyone else.
"Blame it, blame you for the beginning, besiege and kill my father, attack my people, you can't live if you do your own evil, the sky will not destroy you, I, Qin Yu, will destroy you, let you, the martial arts powerhouse on the top, all die!"
"It's ridiculous to talk about dreams. Gu Yuexuan sneered, still approaching Qin Yu step by step, the sword momentum had been condensed to a certain extent, he held the long sword in his hand, and the killing time in his eyes was as cold as a cold pool for ten thousand years, cold and piercing.
"Breaking the Moon!"
He let out a low roar, and the sharp sword suddenly cut out, and the sword shadow that fell from the sky seemed to be integrated with the silver moon in the sky, and before the sword arrived, the sharp sword intent had come, as if it was going to tear and cut everything under the sword!
Breaking the moon and a sword, you can split the silver moon in the sky, the domineering name of this sword move, you can imagine its power.
The figure of Lone Moon Xuan, also under this sword, was extremely fast, towards a silver moon light, killing Qin Yu, the sword and the person, arriving in an instant.
Qin Yu raised his head slightly and glanced at the sword that had been killed, and a blood-colored mist suddenly erupted on his body, which was the blood mist that erupted after the killing artistic conception was rich to a certain realm, like a substance, surging and roaring towards the lonely moon in the void.
It was as if in that blood mist, there were countless demons and necromancers howling and weeping, making people's scalps tingle when they heard it.
He squeezed it casually, and took out a sharp sword from the blood mist.
That sharp sword, condensed by the pure artistic conception of killing, presents a bewitching blood color all over the body, just looking at it, it seems to make people fall into an endless sea of killing blood!
"Kill!" His figure also moved suddenly, and he actually rushed upwards against the void, his figure was like a blood-colored lightning, from bottom to top, sweeping through the sky!
His eyes were full of terrifying killing mood, red and bewitching, as terrible as killing a god, a simple sword, slashing out horizontally, fast, so fast that people's naked eyes couldn't catch it at all, and couldn't see it clearly!
A blood-colored sword bloomed in the void, bewitching, poignant, full of murderous intent, the blood was infinitely magnified, so red and glamorous, making people's hearts tremble, as if they wanted to make this piece of heaven stained with blood.
The two figures staggered in an instant.
Countless eyes converged on the two figures at the same time, and their fists clenched unnaturally.
In a shocked, frightened gaze, a blood arrow erupted from Lone Moon Xuan's throat, staining the void red.
"You...... You!!"
His hands were tightly clutched around his throat, his eyes widened, full of unwillingness, as if he wanted to plug back the blood that spurted out, but everything was in vain.
"You're in charge of these things. Qin Yu's mouth, once again, spit out a cold sound, "Death, it really makes you too happy." ”
Lonely Moon Xuan is the owner of Lonely Moon Mountain Villa, behind all this, he is in charge, just let him die happily, Qin Yu, suddenly regretted it a little.
Another sharp sword light tore through the sky, and in countless eyes that were still shocked, it submerged into Gu Yuexuan's body little by little, from top to bottom, tearing his body apart, and the sword qi penetrated every corner of his body, blooming violently, leaving his body full of holes, drenched in blood, and weakly planted from the void.
A generation of martial arts powerhouses, the owner of the Lonely Moon Mountain Villa that has been inherited for thousands of years, the Lonely Moon Spiral, fell, died without a whole body, and moreover, died at the hands of a descendant of Qin Yu.
This scene deeply stimulated the hearts of everyone present, and until now, they can't believe this fact.
"Owner, dead!"
A frightened and frightened voice slowly came out after a moment of dead silence, which made those people in the Lonely Moon Mountain Villa come to their senses.
Qin Yu's indifferent gaze swept through the crowd, and wherever his thoughts came, those martial artists were all in their hearts, and fear crept up little by little.
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