Chapter Seventy-Three: Disciples of the Holy Land

The killing continued, Wu Di went crazy with a knife, like a tiger entering a flock, basically no one could hold one knife in his hand, if there was, then two knives. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

So the streets and alleys were littered with corpses and stumps, horrific but not bloody, because not a single drop of blood would seep out.

If someone touches the clothes of those corpses, they will find that the clothes can be concave and pressed very flat, and the inside of the clothes is just a skeleton.

Under this kind of killing, Wu Di's sword intent comprehension was growing at a rate he couldn't have imagined, and his spiritual energy value and energy were also increasing.

The night is the night of murder, and man is a teenager.

"Damn, how many evil cultivators are there?"

After Wu Di slashed out an evil cultivator who only had the ninth level of the forging period, he consumed 1,000 points of energy, and finally broke through to the realm of the double of the spirit attraction realm, which required 5,000 spiritual energy points.

"Host's current constitution is 147 (Qi and Blood 900/1470, Blood and Qi 15)

Strength 150, Dexterity 176, Spirit Martial 58, Spirit Power 20/58, Psionic Energy 0/5000

Realm: Duality of the Spiritual Realm

Evaluation: Hanging and beating to lead the spirit to force the dog"

"I still have 300 energy points left, which is a bit of a large consumption, and it seems that I need to find a way to collect a wave of energy. ”

Wu Di looked at the remaining 300 points of energy reserves, and felt a little distressed, this breakthrough through a small realm would consume 1,000 points of energy, and he only now found that the replenishment of this energy could not keep up with the consumption.

Just as he was thinking, another black-robed man walked past him, Wu Di didn't even look at it, and slashed it with a knife.

"Ding, kill the Blood Demon Cultist, the system will automatically take away 200 energy points, obtain 200 psionic points, absorb 20 points of blood qi, and consume 200 points of energy, do you want to absorb it?"

Listening to this prompt, Wu Di was slightly surprised, was it actually the eightfold spirit realm? Although this realm was vain and the foundation was very unstable, it seemed that he would fall from the eightfold at any time, but he had obtained 200 points of energy and spiritual energy casually, and he was still very happy. Of course, this has something to do with his surprise, if it really starts.

Well, the eightfold spirit attraction can't go through a single move in the hands of Wu Di in a serious state.

"Kill the ......"

In the darkness, a different teenager's ears moved, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly in an arc, flashing in one direction.

"Boss, this kid is a bit tough, and he has already lost several brothers under his hands. ”

"Hmph, seeing that he is already at the end of his strong crossbow, as long as he drags on for a while, he will definitely die! Hehehe, such a vigorous qi and blood will definitely increase my strength a lot. When the time comes, I will divide half of it, and you will share the rest. ”

"Hey, thank you, Boss. ”

When the black-robed people heard this, they were all in high spirits, and they licked their lips unconsciously at a kid covered in blood.

"Damn, I wouldn't have been so reckless if I had known, who knew there were so many evil cultivators here?

A young man dressed in plain clothes and covered in blood held the long sword in his hand tightly, and his other hand held a dragon-shaped jade pendant, he looked at the black-robed man who surrounded him a little nervously, frowning as if he was making a difficult decision.

"Hey, that's it, it's a big deal to go back and be scolded by the master, and then be punished and think about it for a month, it's better than dying here. ”

The young man slowly put down the dragon-shaped jade pendant and put his hand into his arms to see if there was anything else that could delay a moment or two.

When the black-robed people saw his action, they all slowly took a step back.

"Be careful, this kid has a lot of good things!"

"It's a big deal to tie the blood realm, we must keep this kid anyway, if someone escapes, we will be miserable. ”

"Anyway, cheer up, he's dead. ”

......

The black-robed people exchanged some with each other, and soon reached a consensus to take down this hateful boy at all costs.

"Die!"

The young man took out a few pieces of red rune paper from his arms, and without hesitation, he urged the aura, and the rune paper instantly lit up, outlining a complex rune pattern, and a fiery energy was stimulated from it.

"Go!"

The boy threw out the runes and touched the dragon-shaped jade pendant with his other hand, closing his eyes and muttering incantations that only he could hear.

"The book is a dragon, the sword is a long song, the three thousand pavilions are in the town, and the surging righteousness breaks the ghosts and evil ......"

When the black-robed people saw these runes, they were all terrified, and it was these things that shot many of their brothers.

"Hurry back, it's a talisman!"

"Damn, how can this kid still have a talisman seal, retreat!"

Those few runes were thrown out, and the fire swords in the sky were instantly triggered, forming sword formations of different sizes, and shooting towards the black-robed people who were in a hurry.

Soon they formed a faint red enchantment, and the Dao Fire Sword burst on it and only submerged into three points, and then it turned into spiritual energy and dissolved, which could not cause casualties to the black-robed people at all.

"This should be the last resistance of that kid, you see that he is about to die, just standing there, actually closing his eyes. ”

"Everyone will support them for a while, and when the effect of the talisman dissipates, the kid will be unable to escape. ”

"Yes, when the time comes, he will be cramped and pulled out of his bones, and his bones will be broken and ashes will be lifted to relieve our hatred!"

The black-robed people struggled to support the blood shield enchantment, but they deliberately shouted to destroy that kid's psychological defense, they were not idle eggs, if it weren't for the complete wear of the other party's willpower, they wouldn't have bb so much nonsense.

At this moment, a scream sounded from the black-robed crowd, like an ugly symphony.

The young man who was still chanting the incantation couldn't help but open his eyes, he naturally knew the power of the rune seal, just now he was caught off guard and threw it out without causing a lot of trouble to the black-robed man, now that the power of the rune seal has been greatly reduced, how can there still be a scream?

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that he would never forget, and he even forgot to read the incantation.

It was a young and somewhat excessive teenager with a large knife, his hair scattered randomly, his eyes as cold as a deep well, wielding a large black broadsword and slashing indiscriminately in the crowd of black-robed people like a violent wind sweeping leaves.

Every slash must be a knife in two, and the blood of those black-robed people can't have the slightest impact on the young man, and the young man is chopping in such a disorderly manner, like cleaning up weeds, and every swing of the knife will inevitably fall a large number of black-robed people.

There is no knife technique, but the knife is deadly!

Tiger into the flock, invincible!

The young man with the sword was stunned, who is this powerful and young boy?

"Where's the dead boy, go die!"

A black-robed man with a ten-fold spiritual realm burned his blood, and his body rushed with blood qi as if it was about to materialize, and his aura instantly soared to the level of the spirit explosion realm, and from his chest flew out of a large scarlet bat phantom, flapping his wings and flying towards the young man.

The leader of the black-robed people was furious, and actually sent his strongest blow.

Blood: Demon Dance!

"Die!" a hint of madness appeared on the leader's face, and this blow completely depleted his stored blood, so this kid must die!

"Be careful! That's blood!" the sword-wielding boy exclaimed, it was equivalent to a blow from a strong man in the Spirit Explosion Realm, how could this young boy resist?