A simple word, to Xiao Rusong's ears, is really like a death knell asking for his life. Long Haotian, who was originally tired of dealing with his own sword skills, actually underwent earth-shaking changes after this word.

Seeing a cold glow flashing in Long Haotian's eyes, the next moment, he actually lit up all the one hundred and twenty sixth-order weapon patterns in the sixth-order battle sword in his hand. The weight of the battle sword skyrocketed to 43,000 jin in an instant, but this was still like a feather in Long Haotian's hands.

"Nine breaths!"—"When!"—"Whoosh!"—"Click!"

With another shout from the onlookers, a deafening loud bang echoed in the air.

The golden sword and the war sword intersected in one place, and they were immediately beaten and flew out, directly inserted into the city wall not far away, and the blade was gone, only the hilt was outside. Xiao Rusong felt that at that moment, his right arm was completely shocked by a huge force and lost consciousness. And the sound of the broken arm bones was completely drowned out in the loud noise.

"Ten Breaths ——"

Onlookers shouted in unison. Xiao Rusong raised his head in despair, looking at Long Haotian's sharp sword, slashing straight down towards his head.

"You dare!" Huo Yan roared angrily.

At this moment, he finally couldn't endure anymore.

The appearance of the jade concubine was ruined during this trip, and even the death of the mount and eleven disciples, he is already to blame. Now, Xiao Rusong's life hangs by a thread, and he is about to be killed. If he is allowed to die on the spot, then I am afraid that he really does not have to go back to the Liejin Kingdom!

But just as Huo Yan was about to rush forward to rescue Xiao Rusong, he suddenly heard the sound of a blade behind him.

He turned his head sharply, and was stunned by the scene in front of him for a moment. Except for the red-eyed young man who was closer to him, the heads of the other four people were gone. Apparently, someone cut off the heads of the four people in an instant, like lightning.

And, judging from the way the four of them were standing, the moment the man approached them before the kill, none of them could sense the other's presence. Because, they almost failed to make any parry gestures.

"Who's ......?"

Huo Yan swept his eyes, and he saw behind the four people, as if one of them was carrying a machete as big as a door panel on his shoulder. It's just that for a while he couldn't see this person's appearance clearly.

And at this moment of hesitation, a miserable scream from Xiao Rusong came from the other direction.

Huo Yan's head was like a rattle at this moment, just turning back and forth. But when he watched Xiao Rusong's head roll to the ground and the corpse couldn't lie down, there was a miserable cry behind him. When he turned around again, the red-eyed disciple's body had already been split into two pieces, and compared to the other four, at least he reacted before he died. It's a pity that it still can't change the outcome of being killed.

In just a split second, six of his right-hand men died on the spot, but he hadn't even been able to see the murderer's appearance clearly, and Huo Yan's heart was almost about to collapse.

"Puff puff ——"

Blood gushed out from the bodies of the six.

However, what is puzzling is that as soon as the blood leaves the body, it is immediately pulled by an invisible force, and then converges in the same direction.

In just two breaths, the blood in the six people's bodies was crushed out. The six people whose bodies were still incomparably full and strong just now instantly became six dried corpses lying on the ground.

And at this moment, Huo Yan finally saw the appearance of the sneak attacker clearly. To his great shock, the master with the machete turned out to be a white and chubby child.

On his face, you can't see any killing intent at all, staring at his cute eyes, your heart seems to be melted. But such a cute child who didn't feel murderous at all, actually carried a bloody machete on his shoulder. This strong visual difference is difficult for anyone to accept in a short period of time.

And, what was even more unacceptable was that the blood that had just flown out of the bodies of those six people had not gone elsewhere, but had converged on a black stone hanging from the child's waist. And when it was stained with blood, the stone glowed faintly, making people shudder.

"What the hell is going on......"

Huo Yan was almost stupid. Of course, the crowd of onlookers could see it clearly.

A few breaths ago, they saw Baozi unknowingly appear on the roof of the Divine Weapon Hall, carrying a large knife behind his back.

This knife was obtained by Long Haotian from the space treasures of Chen Moyun and others, and it was a fifth-order soldier, and its basic weight reached 1,000 catties. If all the 100 fifth-order military patterns are lit, the weight will reach 50,000 catties. Of course, this amount is no different from a feather in a bun.

People originally wanted to coax, but Baozi sent a few cute smiles to everyone, and then put the bulging little hand in front of his mouth, signaling everyone to silence. People were immediately cutely touched by his appearance, and they did as he wished, and wanted to see what the buns were going to do.

And the next scene made everyone jaw-dropping. Although people have heard that the fat boy beside Long Haotian has infinite divine power, no one knows that his sword skills are so terrifying.

Seeing that Baozi was bare, with his fleshy feet, he quietly came to the top of the heads of the five disciples, and then jumped down. And at the moment when he approached the four people, he swung his knife violently with all the strength of his body.

The killing of the demon clan has always been so simple and straightforward. There were no fancy movements, only lightning-fast speed, and invincible divine power, and the four heads were cut off in an instant. Although the red-eyed young man was aware of it, Baozi's reaction was obviously faster than his.

As a result, in less than a breath, the five disciples at the peak of the Flame Heaven Realm became the souls of Baozi's sword. As for the stone around his waist, it was naturally a blood-drinking battle bone. Before, along with this piece and the other two, they were taken away by the Yan Desolation, and for a time he lost his mind.

Now that the Yan Famine has recovered, he returned these three monsters to Long Haotian, fearing that he would be lost again in the future. But in the end, Long Haotian persuaded him to keep a piece, after all, this bone is also of some help to cultivation. As for the remaining two pieces, Long Haotian kept one piece, and the one that originally belonged to the bun was returned to him.

"Oh, you should believe it now, right?" Long Haotian pointed to the blood-drinking battle bone on Baozi's waist and said, "I wasn't the one who killed your disciples and red-skinned dogs just now!"

"That's right! It's Bao Ye and me who did it with Brother Ape!" Bao Zi put the big knife on his shoulder, and said very smugly, that look was simply unbearable.

"Brother Ape?" Huo Yan was stunned.

At this time, I heard a deep voice from the roof: "I don't even know your ape, you really damn it!"

"Huh, what about people?" All the onlookers were stunned, what was the matter? Why did they only hear their voices but not see them?

"There!"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed man saw a black ape on the black roof of the house, which was only one meter tall and looked shorter than a bun.

"The ape master is here!"

He heard the demon ape shout angrily, and then jumped up. The next moment, everyone's eyes straightened. I saw that the body of the demon ape actually grew in the wind, and when it jumped up, its body was less than one meter, but in the blink of an eye, it had skyrocketed to fifteen meters.

"Boom!"

The whole earth seemed to tremble, the walls seemed to collapse, and the huge body of the demon ape fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom!" - "Knock knock!"

The demon ape habitually opened with roars and chest punches. Of course, this time, it only exerted less than 10% of its strength. After all, there were so many onlookers around, if it was as usual, I am afraid that thousands of innocent people would die on the spot with a roar.

However, even the roars and slams of less than 10% of the power were enough to raise the enthusiasm of the onlookers. So much so that at this moment, they completely forgot to continue counting them.

Of course, there is one person who has never forgotten, and at this moment, I heard the moving voice of the jade concubine again: "Twenty breaths!"

(End of chapter)