Holding a sword, Wang Shi didn't care about everything at all, but just rushed forward, approaching the city gate step by step. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Countless people, like crows that have seen blood, frantically rushed towards Wang Shi, pecking at this tempting meal with their sharp beaks and powerful claws.

Swinging the knife like crazy, he has even squeezed out all the spiritual power in his body!

However, Wang Shi has always retained a vital spiritual power and has never used it. This is used to deal with Ling Qian, it can be said that it is his last means of saving his life, otherwise he would not have escaped from here.

Fortunately, on the back hill of the cottage, there have been countless times when faced with such a scene, besieged by dozens of people, or even hundreds of people. Scarred, lingering, confused, but in the end he survived, very tenaciously survived.

Again and again, struggling to come back from death. In the cottage, there is no one who knows medical skills, Wang Shi can only learn to treat himself by himself, and learn to live a strong life.

Although this place is not as good as the back mountain, here he can't reverse Rashomon, but he is not as good as before, he is now a powerhouse in the Qi Sea Realm, and he has a starry sky.

In this year's silence, the accumulated energy and tempered ability have finally been vividly displayed in this long street, this Feihuang City.

This is all Wang Shi's strength now!

Killing people fiercely and simply, Wang Shi used his instinct to make a knife, with the most primitive intuition, frantically slashing and killing all the people who attacked, dodging countless spiritual arts and spiritual weapons.

The battle had reached an extremely tragic point, and Wang Shi had to pay a heavy price for every step he took, and there were bound to be several more corpses under his feet.

The light and explosions of spiritual magic continued to appear, filling everyone's sight, and corpses and blood flew everywhere, shaking everyone's hard heart.

Without flinching, everyone rushed forward without fear of death, casting their strongest spiritual skills and delivering a fatal blow. However, everyone was not as fast as the black knife, and the black shadow could harvest a large head with a slight flicker, and bring up a large blood stain.

This knife is just too weird, and it's too scary. Under each knife, there must be a dead soul, and countless people will be injured. There is never a single knife aimed at one person, it is a single knife with many people, and all of them are hit, and all the power of each knife is displayed, and it can be said that every knife is used to the extreme.

In the face of such a character, such a killing god, and such a Shura, who can not be afraid? Even if you are a strong person in the Xuan Realm, can you not have a trace of cowardice in your heart? Won't your feet involuntarily retreat?

However, Ling Qian, the head of the Ling family, was looking at it from the city wall, like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's head. If you don't give up your life, this sword will fall, easily take your own life, and it will affect those who have a relationship with you.

In front of him, there is only one way, to kill this Shura of the famous Qi Sea Realm!

The people here are not stupid, let alone blind, they can naturally see the person Wang Shi is carrying, and they also know very well that this is his biggest weakness, as long as he vents all the anger in his heart towards this weakness, he will definitely be able to kill this Shura!

In fact, it is true, every time he attacks on his back, Wang Shi will turn around and resist. However, everyone who attacked Ning Yi was ruthlessly killed by Wang Shi, and no one was able to dodge.

In a trance, Wang Shi seemed to have returned to the illusion of the demon sword's aversion to the test of killing, there was only the road of endless killing in front of him, and only by killing the entire illusion to the collapse could he survive.

The big bone broth stewed by the ghost dragon snake blood, demon pill and Li Yixian undoubtedly gave Wang Shi an extremely strong body, which could be ravaged by him, and his strength and recovery ability were not even weaker than that brave guy. Therefore, he was able to stand up and go crazy with the knife like when he was in the illusion, and he would never fall, moving forward step by step.

At this time, under the watering of countless blood and undead, the demon knife has produced undetectable changes, as if the blade is sharper, and the color of the blade is deeper. It's just such a small change, Wang Shi still can't observe it, and he doesn't have the heart to observe it.

It's just that the demon knife is obviously more comfortable, and the fusion with himself is more appropriate. It's like a grafted branch that is now firmly integrated with the original tree, and all the connections have been solidified, just waiting for the next year to blossom and bear fruit.

Wang Shi has completely turned into a machine, and he only knows the killing machine, and the only remaining consciousness is to protect Ning Yi on his back. It was this thought that made him the most ruthless against all the people who attacked Ning Yi, basically killing him with one sword, and no one could dodge it.

The frenzied shadow of the sword, the furious flames, surrounded Wang Shi's body, and every time he beat, he would harvest a life.

The sound of spiritual magic, the roar of people, and the splash of blood were all mixed together, and the light of countless spiritual arts, spiritual weapons, and blood were also mixed together, and countless people were also mixed together, and there was only crazy killing in front of them.

He had already exhausted his strength, but Wang Shi was still frantically rushing forward, approaching the city gate step by step. The corpses behind him are countless, and the remaining blood is no longer a red flower, but a puddle of water, containing countless lives.

Indeed, it has been killed until now, everyone has been cowardly, and everyone has countless injuries on their bodies, even disembowelment, but they must not back down.

Even if the people around them fell one by one, blood and heads flying in front of their eyes, they could not flinch, they could only pounce more frantically.

No matter how strong a person is, there will eventually come a day when he dies of exhaustion.

What's more, this is just a person who has just gotten a glimpse of the Qi Sea Realm.

This is just a glimpse of the Qi Sea Realm!

Wang Shi's madness, while making everyone frightened, also induced their madness. With spiritual weapons, fists, and even teeth, they will also leave a wound on Wang Shi's body.

Almost squeezing out all his potential, Wang Shi struggled from countless people, struggled forward, and finally came to the city gate!

Along the way, forty-six Qi Sea Realm powerhouses had already been killed, and three Tongxuan Realm powerhouses had also died tragically.

As the initiator of Wang Shi, the injuries on his body have been countless, one on top of the other, layer upon layer, completely covering his entire body, Sen Sen's white bones, I don't know how much is exposed, plus the blood-soaked clothes, he is now a crazy beast.

This kind of injury is enough for a person to die ten times! However, Wang Shi still stood stubbornly, taking his steps firmly, holding the demon knife full of blood in his hand.

And Wang Shi's back was intact, and not a single hair of Ning Yi was missing, just a few drops of scarlet blood splashed on his clothes. Ning Yi didn't raise his head from beginning to end, he wasn't disturbed by the fierce battle, and he didn't bother Wang Shi, just buried his head quietly, waiting for the next sentence.

A pair of shoes had been filled with blood, causing Wang Shi's every step to leave a bright red footprint.

One step at a time.

Wang Shi walked towards the city gate.

It was the last ten steps, and he walked slowly.

At this time, the only dozen or so people left no longer had the courage to make a move, and they didn't even care about the bleeding wounds on their bodies, but just looked at this Shura-like person with a little stunned and walked out slowly.

The blood-red footprints were imprinted into everyone's eyes, and the somewhat thin figure and cold eyes were also imprinted into everyone's heart, which could not be erased in this life.

Everyone quietly watched Wang Shi go away.

Ling Qian, who was standing on the city wall, naturally couldn't see Wang Shi who had already entered the city gate, but his brows furrowed slightly, and he slowly fell from the city wall.

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"Shopkeeper, the old man is here. The shopkeeper ran in and said hurriedly.

The rickety chair stopped, and the shopkeeper muttered, "What is this old fox doing?"

Shopkeeper's eyes rolled for a moment, and then said, "Could it be to protect Wang Shi?"

The shopkeeper stood up, took a sip of tea, strode out, and said, "I haven't seen this old fox for many years, and I'll meet him today!"

After a while, the shopkeeper sat down with an old man with a white beard, and after a few polite greetings, he began to talk about his true intentions.

The old man said with great appreciation: "The shopkeeper is really good at reading people." This Wang Shi has already been killed at the gate of the city, and he must be able to kill Feihuang City soon. ”

"No matter how thief I look, I'm just a fat man in business, not to mention that little brother is not my person, he is just doing his own thing according to his temperament. However, when it comes to people, I can't compare to you. Unexpectedly, you have already bought the most promising person in Feihuang City without hiding from everyone's eyes. ”

Hearing the meaning of this, the smile on the old man's face remained unchanged, and he said, "Today, the ghost army is about to appear." Shopkeeper, what's your plan?"

The shopkeeper said simply, "Look." ”

"If you want to see it, you must let that Wang Shi out of the city, otherwise there is nothing to see. ”

The shopkeeper became interested and asked, "What do you want?"

The old man kept a smile on his face and said, "My family has a jar of half-immortal wine, and today is just a hundred years old, I wonder if the shopkeeper will appreciate his face?"

"Half immortal wine, the old people are so willing, can I not go?"

"Please. ”

"Please. ”

The two men walked out with a smile, but not to a mansion, but to the city gate. Since it was a half-immortal wine that had been open for a hundred years, there was absolutely nothing for the two of them to enjoy, and Feihuang City had to gather all three giants together.

The three of them drank, how could they be the head of the Ling family, Ling Qian?