Lu Qianye said more simply: "People like you deserve to die, if I encounter them, I will kill them directly." ”

He already hated the people who fought Tianfeng. At this moment, he secretly made up his mind in his heart, and in the midst of the melee, looking for an opportunity, he cut him off with a knife.

"It's ridiculous, why do you say that my grandson should give up directly, how do you know that it's not you who died?" Han Xing raised his head slightly, looked at them with contempt, and said proudly.

"Bold Sun Buer, you are a yellow-level fighter in the early stage, and you dare to talk nonsense. Wait a minute, you need to fight in a group and cooperate with each other to win, can you?" the other disciple scolded Han Xing sharply, his voice cold.

"You can do it, you rely on group fighting, aren't you worried that you are too weak? Lao Tzu can't do it, but you rely on fighting alone, whether it's a mule or a horse to go out for a walk...... Besides, my life and death have anything to do with you?" Han Xing tilted his head and spread his hands, his voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

"It's just these people who have something to do with me......" He pointed at Zou Hu and the other three with his finger, and said: "There are still some people, Lao Tzu naturally knows in his heart, when it comes to a critical moment, I will go to 'find' them......" Han Xing said with another pun.

"Enough. Nangong Heng scolded: "Although this competition for 'Immortal Miao' is a personal act, for the sake of the interests of the sect, we must also unite with the outside world, instead of killing our own people!"

He frowned, waved his hand, and said, "Sun Buer, since you insist on going, I won't stop you, your life and death depend on whether your group of senior brothers can protect you well......"

At this time, the melee between the various factions has begun.

Nangong Heng roared and led everyone to pounce......

Ahead, it is no longer like the world, and human heads are rolling everywhere like western claws, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

All the people tore off their hypocrisy and became cold-blooded.

They are like crazy, regardless of you and me, let alone men and women, like mad dogs, they bite people when they see them, and kill them whenever they meet!

What's more, they don't even care about the friendship of fellow disciples and brothers, their eyes are red, they are crazy, they only think about killing one and one less competitor, and they can't wait to kill him alone.

Of course, there are also sects that are united......

They huddled together, like a meat grinder pushing forward, unstoppable!

In just a moment, the opponent's head rose into the sky, and a cavity of hot blood shot out of the neck like a fountain, forming blood-red flowers blooming in the air.

It didn't take long for Han Xing to discover that the ten battle areas that had been demarcated were overcrowded at the beginning, and now they were gradually starting to shrink.

Han Xing didn't want to kill more, he only saved himself.

As long as you can finally guarantee yourself, you can be within the range of the people who win in this area.

Because, now is not the time to show the dew.

Countless eyes were staring at the high platform......

Now once he is in the limelight, he will be recognized by them, and the final "fairy seedling competition" may be in vain.

He thought in his heart, but his subordinates kept defending themselves, facing the elite disciples of all families who rushed up from all directions, and shouted: "Don't force me, those who are close to me will die, and those who leave me will live!"

But where could the disciples of each family understand the true meaning of what he said, they still pounced on him desperately, hating to cut him in two.

In desperation, he unfurled the burning stick, and the round circles of light rippled outward like a wild dragon with him as the axis.

The circle of blood blade light drawn by the burning stick rolled outward, forming blood-colored ripples, and in the crowd, a clearing of more than thirty zhang was cut out.

On the empty field, flesh and blood flew everywhere, leaving behind countless human heads and severed arms, and even some disciples still held shiny swords on their broken hands.

Before they could let go of their hands and blades, their bodies were separated.

At this moment, the word "war" on his forehead resurfaced, and he only felt that the "Heaven Slaughtering Battle Technique" passed through his heart.

Suddenly, a devouring force came from the burning stick in his hand, devouring all the spiritual power on the battlefield of these dead disciples and the souls that had not yet dissipated.

The spiritual power of these hundreds of people flowed into their bodies along the hand holding the burning stick, and in an instant, they felt refreshed.

In an instant, he shook slightly, and the wisps of heat in his body flowed into the "Devouring World" formed by the dantian, and the battle spirit bead in the dantian instantly grew larger, and his spirit was also lifted.

Han Xing was stunned for a while, and then he remembered that his "Devouring World" could devour all things, and he could turn the other party's cultivation into the traces of heaven and earth in his "world domain".

The more spiritual power devoured, the stronger the word "war", and even the instrument spirit in the "Heaven Slaughtering Divine Halberd" also needs a large number of spirits to repair their bodies.

As the word "war" continued to beat on his forehead, a wave of anger rushed into his mind, and a powerful coercion suddenly erupted from his body, making him almost fall into a state of crazy tyranny...... Slaughter.

His body was like a whirlwind of blood, stepping on the corpses everywhere, and rushing forward violently......

Zou Hu, Yin Ling, Mu Tiangang's senior brothers, and the other five Zhan Tianfeng disciples were in the midst of a bloody battle crisis at the moment, and they were surrounded by more than eighty people from the Samsung Holy Land.

More than eighty swords represent more than eighty groups of dead sword light, like falling rain, splashing, falling towards Zou Hu and others.

The people who hold more than eighty swords are all elite disciples of the big faction, and their cultivation is a step higher than Zou Hu and others, and they are eight against one, even if they are one-on-one, they are not opponents.

The disciples of the Battle Power Hall suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness all over their bodies......

"It's over"!

Their eyes widened gloomily as they watched as the sword fell on their heads like a rainbow across the sun......

There was a cry in my heart: there is nothing more to stop it...... Today next year will be my own death day!

Suddenly, a black light flashed in front of everyone, and it slammed into the sword net composed of eighty sword lights, and in an instant, the sword net of "Peng" was broken.

Immediately after, there was a chaotic sound of "...... lala", and for some reason, eighty swords suddenly broke from the middle and fell to the ground one after another.

The black light swirled and danced angrily, and suddenly slashed back again......

In the eyes of these people, it was just a black light, but they couldn't even open their eyes, and everyone showed endless surprise.

The next moment, they only felt a "cool" around their waists, the upper body and the lower body had been separated, and the blood light suddenly sprayed out, and the eighty people were like straw harvested by a sickle, and they all slowly fell down.

The sun shines brightly, turning the earth blood red. Han Xing was covered in blood all over his body, holding a petite and delicate body in his arms, and he hadn't seen Yin Ling for a long time.

"You are stupid, why don't you use that set of 'Chixia Sword' on your body? Quickly control the sword formation according to the sword technique, protect your senior brothers inside, and preserve your power, so that you can win!"

Yin Ling only felt that his body was light, and he had been put down by the man, and when he heard these words, the man had already jumped out like a swimming dragon, and all people could see was the back of a tattered green robe.

"That man is Sun Buji! He saved us!"

Eight people with sixteen eyes, like sixteen eggs, suddenly widened to the extreme......

They looked at the back of the green robe that turned into a bolt of lightning and brought up a puff of flesh and blood, and they were endlessly surprised, only to feel that their heartbeat stopped violently!

This person turned out to be Sun Buer!

He...... Just a yellow-level fighter in the early stages?

Is it a burden that needs to be protected?

It's a ...... Weakling?

How could he...... Is there such a bizarre method of terror?

Zou Hu was directly stunned......

These more than eighty elite disciples of the great faction, even if Master Yin Tianxiang made a move, it was impossible to kill them with such an understatement!

How could a master in this world receive such an introductory disciple?

Are you kidding?

He's almost as a master!

Yin Ling was even more stunned, his set of ninety-nine eighty-one Chixia swords was given to him by Han Xing, how could he know?

Who is this man?

"Ah...... It's that black light!" Bing Xue was smart, and her mind flashed in an instant, but she faintly guessed a little bit in her heart......

I saw Han Xing shoot a few times, and every time the burning stick of the Heaven Slaughtering Divine Halberd changed, a black light was drawn, which one would it be if it wasn't him?

Yin Ling raised his hand and sacrificed the Chixia Sword, and the ninety-nine eighty-one flying swords swirled up and down, forming a small sword formation that could be attacked and defended.

"Senior brother, come in quickly!" After everyone stepped into the sword formation, they saw that Yin Ling was not frightened at all, but on the contrary, he was dazzled and smiled, and even a pair of big eyes narrowed into two crescents.

"What are you laughing at, isn't it thrilling enough just now? If it weren't for that Sun ...... Sun Buer, we have already become ghosts!" Zou Hu was surprised by Yin Ling's performance.

He didn't expect that this little junior sister was usually very stable, but at this critical moment, she would become so heartless...... She hasn't smiled since Han Xing's disappearance, but today she is smiling happily in this sea of swords and blood.

The corners of Yin Ling's mouth showed a long-lost smile: "My set of Chixia Sword was given by Sun Buer, after he killed the War King, didn't he take out twenty-one spiritual weapons and give them to all his sworn brothers?

Everyone's eyes suddenly stopped rolling, and after their eyes were stunned, they suddenly felt that their eyes lit up, and the enigmatic Sun Buer was lit up by Yin Ling's words.

"Sure enough, it's him, I said why I always have a familiar feeling, he said that he has a relationship with the master, and I still want to be crooked, he is uniting with the master to kill me!" Zou Hu Yele's mouth almost reached the back of his ear.

"It's a Korean star!"

"It's the boss!"

Han Xing once said: My brother, I will protect ...... Whoever dares to insult will let him pay the price of blood!

He didn't break his promise!

(Mao Rui rarely opens his mouth to everyone, this time I want to ask for support and subscriptions...... and various ...... Thank you very much!)