Kill Kill Kill!!

On the martial arts stage, it has completely become a conspiracy killing ground for the Haitian Sword Sect. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lan Qing took Fan Zhen and the others, and with their super cultivation and terrifying speed, they instantly spread the blood disaster to everyone in the field.

Lin Yang, of course, has also become one of the targets of attack.

It's just that in the face of such a little-known little scum of the Transformation Period, there was only one high-level sub-saint among the powerful killing legions, and he slashed out a powerful sword qi directly at Lin Yang, and it was all right.

"Death to Lao Tzu!!"

"Ahh

Lin Yang's face was flustered, his expression was frightened, as if he was about to fall to the ground with a sword.

But in his heart, he observed and analyzed the situation of the whole audience very quickly - sure enough, these people wanted to mess up the entire selection meeting.

However, what is the significance of such an action for the Haitian Sword Sect?

It was a small apprenticeship ceremony that disturbed the family, at most, even if it spit on the face of the Simon family, it couldn't even hurt the fur......

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of this Haitian Sword Sect?

As long as Elder Blue Feather is not an idiot, there must be an even more terrifying aftermath, otherwise, all the troublemakers will definitely be beaten by the Ximen family and their own mother will not know them later......

Everyone else was already caught in the panic situation at the scene, but Lin Yang had a far-reaching vision, and he had already jumped out of everything and wanted to see through the truth behind the scenes.

It was the moment his thoughts turned, and that sword qi had already slashed heavily in front of Lin Yang.

Wow.

Lin Yang swung his sword to block, and his face changed directly, as if a bright red patch surged on the white paper, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and his body was more as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and flew upside down for a hundred meters, and then rolled on the ground in embarrassment a few laps before he stopped.

"You ...... None, shameless...... Uh-a-ah......"

Lin Yang raised his head with difficulty, and poked his trembling fingers into the air with exaggerated acting skills, but finally hung down weakly, and the whole person 'fainted'.

"Rub you little bastard, and dare to scold your grandfather and me!!"

Over there, the sub-saint murderer who had just shot flew over with a hideous face, and stabbed directly at Lin Yang with a sword, which was the rhythm of smashing Lin Yang's head.

But as soon as he was halfway through the flight, he heard a loud shout, and then a giant sword swept over, directly swatting this person away like a fly, Feng Ning's figure came first, and he directly rushed to Lin Yang to protect the latter.

"This Lin Yi, his strength is too weak, I'll send him off the martial arts stage first......"

Feng Ning glanced at Lin Yang on the ground with his peripheral vision, his thoughts flowed, but before he could act, four figures rushed over with laughter:

"Hehe, there's a high-level holy sword here...... Great, this is our [Evil Heaven Four Ghosts] thing, no one should rob us!!"

Whew!!

The voices of the four of them were like old cats in heat at night, sharp and numb, like ghosts crying.

When he arrived, Feng Ning saw a strange scene.

The four young men who originally seemed to have no problem actually withered and aged rapidly, becoming four humanoid 'old ghosts', each of them thin and inhuman, but the four Qimen long swords in their hands exuded a fierce light that made even the demi-saints have a headache.

Damn Transfiguration Magic!

Feng Ning guessed what kind of evil heaven and four ghosts were using their dark methods, but before he could say the first half of a sentence, he was shrouded in four terrifying sword rays that were as fast as ghosts.

"Boy, boy, you want to be a hero, don't you! Let the grandfathers teach you that there is a price to be a hero, hehe...... Die!!"

The four ghosts of the Evil Heaven are really as fierce as ghosts, completely inhuman, not only to take the holy sword from Feng Ning's hand, but also have no intention of sparing Feng Ning's life.

Their speed was extremely fast, and they laid down a terrifying sword formation, and the rapid attack did not make Feng Ning speak and surrender at all, and in just an instant, the four of them attacked at least hundreds of swords at Feng Ning, and there were even more terrifying sword laws like countless ghosts flying up and down, with a terrible ghost howl to devour Feng Ning's flesh and blood!!

Damn it!!!

Feng Ning held the holy sword in his hand tightly, but his eyes were full of unyielding and angry.

"You beasts, where are you worthy of the boss's holy sword, get out of my way!!"

Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Yuan!!

Rumble!!

Feng Ning once again displayed the holy magic sword move from Lin Yang, and it was even more fused with Murong Bai's broken sword intent, as soon as this sword came out, it immediately summoned a huge wave of spirit swords from Feng Ning on the stage, and the gloomy sword formation of the four ghosts of the evil sky collided fiercely.

But it's a pity that Feng Ning's cultivation is still shallow after all, and his comprehension of Lin Yang's broken sword intent is far from enough, as soon as the two sides collide, they are shrouded by the other party's ghostly and evil sword array, and the surging tide of ten thousand swords is directly shattered, and the whole person seems to have fallen into Ling Chi's sword prison, and there are more than a dozen wounds on his body in an instant.

"Hahahaha, little guy, you resist! The more you resist, the more fun the grandfathers will have!"

The four ghosts of the Evil Heaven laughed wildly, and the sharp sword in their hands waved wildly, really about to slice Feng Ning into a humanoid white bone on the spot.

But even Feng Ning and everyone else didn't notice that on the ground not far from their battle situation, the young man in green shirt, who had already passed out in a coma, suddenly raised his head quietly, and a pair of terrifying cold eyes exuded a terrifying murderous intent.

A terrifying killing order was issued: "Flying seniors - do it!!"

......

"Blue Feather, what the hell are you going to do!"

On the martial arts field, it has become a sea of blood.

Just a few minutes ago, when the killing conspiracy began, Ximen Muye on the high platform had already pulled up Lan Yu's collar with red eyes, and a big mouth that was about to breathe fire wanted to swallow the damn guy in front of him directly, chewing it to a pulp.

"Let go!!"

Smack.

Lan Yu's hand flashed with inspiration, and he directly slapped Ximen Muye's hand away:

"You rude barbarian, I wonder how you became the elder of the Simon family...... Or are the Simon family reckless men like you who can't get on the stage?"

"Say it again...... Ximen Muye was so angry that green smoke rose from the top of his head.

He also wondered if the Haitian Sword Sect had been kicked by a donkey today, and it was actually against the Ximen family to cause such a bloody accident of 'big scenes, small damage'.

But no matter what, the slap of the Haitian Sword Sect has already slapped him in the face of Ximen Muye, and slapped on the face of the Ximen family, if he doesn't clean up this Blue Feather father and son today, the prestige of the Ximen family will really be smeared.

Ximen Muye's fists were already clenched tightly, and he looked like he was about to make a move: "I now order you, as the elder of the Ximen family, to take your people to disappear immediately for me, otherwise I will let you ......"

"Hahaha! Joke!" Before Ximen Muye's words were finished, Lan Yu immediately burst out laughing: "My people, the people of my Haitian Sword Sect are all standing here, the people below are all candidates for the election from your Ximen family, and the rules are set by your Ximen family themselves, and now the selection is not over, why do you want people to leave......

"Unless you Ximen Family yourself admit that your so-called Sword State's highest-level Spirit Sword Material Selection Conference is a joke, announce the termination yourself...... Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't be a single person left on the field after a while!!"

"You!!"

Ximen Muye was so angry that his nostrils were constantly trembling and contracting, but in just a few words, there was already a river of blood on the martial arts stage below, and the four ghosts of the evil sky happened to surround Feng Ning, and the rest of Fan Zhen and the others pounced on the remaining martial artists on the stage like hungry tigers coming out of the cage, wanting to drive everyone out of the ring or kill them all.

"Humph!"

Lan Yu glanced at Ximen Muye, his eyes were full of disdain, he turned around and returned to his seat directly, sat down leisurely, like a spectator watching a good show, picked up the tea and took a big sip, and at the same time spit out a few tea foams, looked at Ximen Muye coldly, and said:

"Ximen Muye, today is destined to be the beginning of your Ximen family's ruin in Jianzhou, come on, hurry up and end this ridiculous selection, I have a bigger gift for you!"

Really.

Lan Yu's words seemed to imply that today's killing chaos was just the beginning of doom for the Ximen family.

But just when Lan Yu was admiring Ximen Muye's wonderful expression that was trembling with anger, all of a sudden, the group of outer gate elders led by Deng Jiugong of the Ximen family suddenly exclaimed in unison:

Wow!!

"Elder Simon, look...... It's simply ...... It's incredible!!"

Deng Jiugong was even more like someone had stuffed a few eggs in his mouth alive, and he couldn't even speak, calling for Ximen Muye.

What happened?

With a sudden, Ximen Muye turned around and returned to the edge of the cliff, and then, the whole person was stunned as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, and directly hung Lan Yu aside.

"Hmph, why Simon Makino...... Were you speechless by this scene?"

"Stop this farce...... Simon...... Hum...... Do you think it's enough to just don't speak, and if you drag it on, the people below will die......

"Shut up!!"

Unexpectedly, Ximen Muye, who was so angry that he went crazy before, suddenly turned his face, roared weirdly, and even laughed:

"Hey...... Blue Feather, it's better for you to come and see for yourself......"

What the?

Lan Yu was stunned.

"If you don't come again, maybe this show will be over!"

What to say!

Lan Yu twitched twice involuntarily, and as soon as his body moved, he came to the side of the high platform.

At a glance.

Just a glance.

Lan Yu's whole person was stunned in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

This......

This......

How is this possible!!

Lan Yu couldn't believe what he was seeing now.

In his sight, the most conspicuous and dazzling were the four corpses, the four corpses of the four most powerful swordsmen in his list of murderers!

The Four Evil Ghosts...... has become a poor little ghost, fluttering and flying towards the Netherworld Yellow Spring.