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The crowd on the street had already vaguely guessed the tragedy of this battle, and knew that it was not a lively battle that ordinary people could see, so they all hid in a flash, and watched secretly at the end of the long street dozens of feet away, or behind the windows of high-rise buildings in the distance. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info most of the begging sparrows also ran away, after all, it is more important to save your life.

This "Immortal Blessed Land" is an industry that has risen within a year, and no one knows who the real owner behind this restaurant is. Eighteen slaughtering masters and eighteen braised meat vats make people have infinite reverie.

The most taboo thing for ordinary cultivators is the vicious battle without knowing the origin of the other party, because all cultivators, except for a few casual cultivators, have sects and factions behind them, and once they get into trouble or die is not a matter between one or two cultivators, but a grudge between two sects. The real battle must first report the name, and then consider whether to fight or talk.

But Jiang Liao is not an ordinary cultivator at all, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers is only one aspect. In addition, Jiang Liao has no sect or faction, and after leaving his master, he is a sect alone. It doesn't matter if you have eighteen or nineteen knives, just like the master said, I'll smash it all the way!

The furious aura exploded in the middle of the street, and the fierce yin wind from the chaotic knife hit the black cane with all its might.

The young man at the head of the sparrow and the chicken nest was the closest person to Jiang Liao, but they had also been pushed twenty zhang away, Rao was like this, and the wind of the battle also blew the tattered clothes on the two beggars, and the young beggar at the head of the chicken nest had completely overturned the chicken nest on his head, and it was biased to one side like a broom.

Wang Cuihua looked at her god-like husband from a distance without blinking.

When the eighteen knife path attacked, Jiang Liao knew that these knife techniques were not the Ding Ding knife method of killing cattle and sheep, but it was completely a murderous knife method. Some of the cruel knife intent attacked the arm, some hit the thigh, some cut the heart, and some cut the artery, but they wanted to unload the person into eight pieces, remove the bone and take the meat!

Fortunately, the black rod in Jiang Liao's hand was long enough, and the true yuan that had condensed to the peak was fierce enough, and the cane smashed down as if it was going to destroy the entire long street, and almost all the eighteen knife intents were stopped, and even the tables, chairs and benches in the restaurant opposite were blown by the wind brought up by the black staff.

Eighteen fierce gods coming from the front sprayed away like balls of flesh swept up by the wind, and fell with the roar of the impact of the true element, whoosh!

The five evil men on the front, one was directly blasted and smashed on the plaque of the "Immortal Blessed Land" several zhang high, a burst of dust was raised, and when it fell, it smashed on the vertical wine flag, and the wine flag fell on the street wrapped in the body, and struggled a few times but did not stand up.

The other four flew to the window of the restaurant, smashed into the private room and made a crackling sound, I don't know how many pots and pans were knocked over, and some of them rolled to the ground and flew on the stone slabs of the long street, rubbing a striking blood mark on the stone slabs, and two of them were hit by black rods and flew into the air like stones, and after a while they fell on the roof of the green tile house on the side of the street, smashed a hole in the house, and fell into the house.

The wicked men who were not hit head-on by the black rod fell backwards one after another, falling into the restaurant or hitting the walls on both sides of the alley, their faces pale and their breath churning.

Jiang Liao was very satisfied with his staff, this was a fierce blow that condensed the power of his mountain opening for several months, and the evil man in front of him was like the cliff on the Heavenly Candle Peak being smashed open by his brute force.

It's just that the two fists are hard to reach the four hands, even the fierce and wide black staff can't protect it, these sharp boning sharp knives, the knife intent is tricky and they form a formation with each other, Jiang Liao is attacking at the moment when the formation is just formed, if it is at night, the situation between the fields is unimaginable.

Jiang Liao felt that the flesh on his left leg and back exploded, but as soon as he felt this, dripping blood burst out, and the kind of probing that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made Jiang Liao's thick eyebrows twist together. Jiang Liao didn't take half a step back, still looking at the eight or nine evil men in front of him who were raising swords, and at the same time feeling the enemies on the left and right and behind him with his divine thoughts, the original enemy on one side now turned into an encirclement, surrounding Jiang Liao in the center of the street.

The wounds on Jiang Liao's back and left leg were flat and straight, the key was deep, directly injuring the bones, completely different from the sword wounds that were different in vertical and horizontal, light and superficial. These straight wounds are like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered on the board being deeply inserted by the butcher with a knife, calmly cut, and even the red and white flesh can be seen, which is also the characteristic of the eighteen knives that are different from other knives or swordsmanship.

Jiang Liao knew that if these knives were on the chest or thigh, he would be seriously injured, and if he was stabbed a few more times, I was afraid that he would have to be placed here today.

These fierce butchers didn't expect the tall young man in front of him to be so strong, and his fierce strength even smashed the boning steel knife into a little gap, and several brothers were blown away by a cane, and their lives and deaths were unknown, and they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts. But looking at the bloody wounds on Jiang Liao's back and calf, he also knew that the young man in front of him was probably just brute force, and his tactics were not very exquisite.

The butcher with a short body was the most cunning, and in the earth-shattering blow just now, he slipped from the original frontal attack to the side leisurely, so he only received a little softness.

"There are not many people in this fight, brothers, and divide him into pieces!" the butcher shouted angrily, and flew up with the others.

The vicious butcher swooped down like a pack of red-eyed wolves. Jiang Liao recalled his square inch of horizontal staff blow between the lightning and flint, although the strength was full, but the flexible change was not enough.

Jiang Liao had experienced a number of cultivator battles, but his combat experience was not very rich, and before he entered the Apocalypse, whether it was on the grain boat of the Two Realms River or in the snow of Six Feet Lane, he was passively beaten. But at the moment of one move, he realized his weakness. The fierce knife wind struck, but Jiang Liao slammed the black staff in his hand into the ground.

This black cane weighs nearly 200 catties, the shape is like a small tree with a little bend in the upper part, and there are four curved branches on it, and the cane body is thicker than the baby's arm.

Jiang Liao clenched his hands into fists, and Zhen Yuan swept out based on the Youfu, and the fist that condensed all his mind seemed to have just been pulled out of the red-hot furnace, and rolled up wildly around the black tree with the power to burn everything.

Jiang Liao realized that although the black staff attack was fierce, the defense was still not tight enough, especially in the face of the deep injury of the boning knife. The most tightly combined offensive and defensive is this pair of iron fists, this burning stone opening fist is also the only true inheritance left by the master, Jiang Liao's heart flashed out of the four words "standing up to the sky", a pair of domineering iron fists brought up the monstrous true yuan with the erected black rod as the center, rolling up a red whirlwind.

The screams sounded, and more than a dozen men with sharp knives in their hands disappeared with a bang like a boat being swept into the torrent, and a butcher with deep cultivation flew away from his hand at the moment he was knocked away, and slammed into Jiang Liao's left calf......