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A sword flew out, several arms were chopped off, two swords swept across, blood sprayed wildly in the sky, and a red rain fell;

The big sword cut quickly, not only chopping the lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate to pieces, but also causing gusts of breeze to blow up the surrounding air.

The breeze blew across the faces of the people who surrounded them, making them feel the terrifying aura that Ling Xiaoye exuded.

"Who the hell is he, why is he so powerful?"

"Hurry up and call the second uncle over, otherwise we will suffer more casualties!"

"Stop him, no, hack him to death......"

The martial artists who had not been attacked by Ling Xiaoye for the time being shouted one after another at this time.

Sometimes, the more people there are, the more chaotic it becomes.

In particular, some martial artists, after their cultivation is a little higher, they begin to point fingers and ask others to listen to their commands.

There are obviously many such people among these martial artists in Broken Yuemen.

Coupled with Ling Xiaoye's rapid killing, many people panicked directly, and they didn't know who to listen to.

Originally, the formation was still a good Broken Yue Sect martial artist, but it was gradually disrupted by Ling Xiaoye's crazy killing.

Some warriors directly put down their weapons on the spot and began to flee.

However, no matter how much he escaped, he couldn't defeat Ling Xiaoye, who had already fallen into a state of crazy killing.

Because Zhihai resonated with a certain irascible aura for no reason before, Ling Xiaoye entered a state of rage after killing a few lackeys of the Broken Yue Sect - constantly killing, killing, killing!

In less than a cup of tea, Ling Xiaoye slashed from the east to the west, and forcibly slashed more than 300 Broken Yuemen martial artists to the ground.

The remaining martial artists of the Broken Yue Sect, seeing that they were invincible, began to retreat one after another.

A moment later, the big snow-white bird suddenly turned around and flew towards Ling Xiaoye.

"That Xiaoxiao, dare to make a move on me who broke the Yuemen?"

The speed of this big bird was extremely fast, and it originally looked like an ordinary sparrow, but suddenly it approached, and Ling Xiaoye's body suddenly became real and tangible.

Ling Xiaoye stabilized his body, stopped his double sword, and then observed this snow-white bird.

The big bird's whole body is snow-white, except for the eyes, long beak and two red claws, there are white feathers up and down, giving people the illusion of merging in the snowy field; the big bird's beak is like that long knife, slightly curved but very sharp; the pair of red claws are particularly conspicuous and terrifying.

The big bird's two eyes stared at Ling Xiaoye tightly, and let out a crisp chirp.

After a while, a black figure suddenly appeared on the left side of the big bird, an elderly man, and after he flew here, he spoke:

"It's you, kill my Broken Yue Sect disciple, Snow Falcon, and tear him apart!"

As soon as they met, this man who was a little old unceremoniously gave a killing order.

Those martial artists of the Broken Yue Sect who were able to escape said happily at this moment: "Fortunately, the second senior uncle arrived in time, otherwise we would have been miserable!"

"Such nonsense, that's this young enemy, using tricks to hurt my fellow disciples. ”

“...... No matter what it is, it's better to take a rest first. ”

Everyone started talking, but they all wanted to see Ling Xiaoye being torn apart by this snow falcon.

When the big bird heard the words of the old man, he immediately flapped his wings and rushed straight towards Ling Xiaoye, wanting to directly cut Ling Xiaoye to pieces with his sharp mouth!

"It's good, it deserves to be the best spiritual pet of our Broken Yue Gate, and the formation is different!"

"Haha, this fierce boy, this time you have to die!"

"This snow falcon is an egg brought back by the second uncle from a secret realm, and it has been raised so far, it can be said that it is a combination of people and pets, and it has a soul. The second uncle is now the eightfold of the Illusion God Realm, and in some time, it will be the ninth, and the strength is the mainstay of our sect, which is very powerful!"

"How did that kid come from, a life wheel realm martial artist is just breathing, how could he let the second uncle make a move?"

"No matter what he does so much, he is not killing himself in front of such a strong strength as the second uncle!"

"Okay, then let's see how this young man died. ”

A group of lackeys from the Broken Yue Gate, who were resting, took advantage of the snow falcon's attack and talked about it loudly. In their eyes, Ling Xiaoye's appearance in their team was undoubtedly self-defeating.

Just as these people were looking at Ling Xiaoye with some mockery, they suddenly found that Ling Xiaoye's figure disappeared all of a sudden.

Sting!

When the snow falcon was about to fly in front of Ling Xiaoye, it stretched out its head suddenly, wanting to peck Ling Xiaoye with its sharp mouth, but found that it suddenly flew into the air.

Ling Xiaoye had just cast a phantom body and teleported directly to the elderly man's side, and the two swords came out together, and several sword qi broke through the air.

Woohoo!

The older man had never expected that Ling Xiaoye would have a good way to teleport to his side in a short period of time.

This person hurriedly used to protect the true yuan, wanting to resist the galloping sword qi. Then he printed with his left hand, and a cold light shone in his palm, ready to go.

But before this elderly man could make this move, Ling Xiaoye was another phantom person, and with a flick of the big sword in his left hand, he slammed the person's talisman true element.

Ling Xiaoye, who didn't say a word, unceremoniously cut off this person's head.

All this, Ling Xiaoye did it cleanly, there was no sense of stagnation at all, giving people a sense of fluency in one go.

The snow falcon had already turned around at this time, and when it saw that its master had been killed, it suddenly opened its mouth and let out a terrible howl. Moreover, the speed of this spirit pet couldn't help but speed up a lot.

Ling Xiaoye didn't look back, he already felt the killing intent that was violently attacking behind him.

However, he was not in a hurry, and he was another phantom walk, teleporting more than twenty feet away.

This place happens to be the place where the lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate gather together to rest and watch the battle.

They were still immersed in the shock of the scene just now, and they never expected that Ling Xiaoye would come to their side.

Hardly anyone had time to escape!

Ling Xiaoye was deep in the enemy camp, and he had already completely released the suppressed anger in his heart, and in his sea of consciousness, two sprouts of Dao intent appeared, and then with his divine thoughts, they condensed in his chest, and finally burst out together with the true yuan that suddenly poured out.

This is the Dao meaning that Ling Xiaoye has felt!

Countless Illusory True Yuan Flying Knives were like a downpour, pouring out suddenly.

Countless three-inch-long phantom flying knives spurted out in all directions.

And the explosion of this Dao intention also made the air near Ling Xiaoye's body also violent, as if it had been thrown into the surface of a pebble lake, and wanted to swing outward in a circle, rolling up gusts of wind, blowing the snowflakes that were still falling far away.