Huang Cong roared, at this moment he had turned into a bloody man, dripping blood all over his body, even his hair had turned blood red, of course, only a small part of this was his own, more from the cold corpses on the ground, no one knew who the person who fell, because his face was blurred by blood.

The more everyone fought, the more frightened they became, as if the other party was like a bloodthirsty demon, and he had infinite combat power.

Of course, only Huang Congming confessed the injuries in his own body, he had already suffered extremely deep internal injuries in the first battle with the old man, and then he was affected by the huge black sword qi, and at this moment he was completely enduring a breath of blood and qi in the battle, and even under the wrapping of the cold and ice qi, the pain was unbearable.

As another head was cut off, waves of blood sprayed violently from the headless corpse, and fear had already appeared in everyone's hearts, and the aura of death exuded by the young man opposite was too terrifying, but two of the martial monarch-level masters erupted from time to time to make Huang Cong feel a burst of tricky, and if he was not careful, his body would be pierced by the sword qi.

Finally, after another photo, a deep sword mark was drawn on Huang Cong's back, and he also instantly cut off the heads of two people, and then looked at everyone with a cold smile.

Some of the weaker disciples' hands holding swords were already trembling a little, and at this moment, everyone did not immediately move forward to continue the attack, and everyone was afraid that in the sudden explosion of that bloody man, they would be the next to fall.

Blood dripped down the sword and fell to the ground, the field was terrifying, and the invisible murderous aura filled every inch of space on this side, until this moment, Huang Cong did not use his peerless 'one step away' in order to be surprised, because in addition to the remaining two martial monarch-level masters, there was an even more terrifying old man waiting for him behind him, so he had to kill with one blow and retain the last strength.

Two more disciples took advantage of Huang Cong's stunned moment to sneak attack from behind, but he didn't look back and directly wiped out the lives of the two with a backhand, without the slightest hesitation.

Huang Cong looked at everyone with a chilling smile. At this moment, the remaining disciples were less than half of what they had before, and the pain in his chest made him feel a tearing pain, and Yan Zòng's internal injuries made him feel a tearing pain, but until now he was holding back the strength in his heart. Don't let it dissipate.

Thinking of Ghost Ling'er and his haggard face, Huang Cong's heart ached again, and there was a thought in his mind, that is, he couldn't die. He had so much to do, for he had promised that he would live well and watch the beautiful scenery after sunset.

"Aren't you going to kill me, come?" Huang Cong roared in a low voice, like a ferocious beast.

But no one moved forward, they were killing time and the strength in Huang Cong's body.

"Hmph, since you don't make a move, then be prepared to bear my wrath!"

His body shook, and the cold qi in his body suddenly surged out of his body. It covered the surface of the sword body in his hand, and suddenly the sword body became crystal clear, and there was a trace of cold air on it, the sword body was bright, the sword edge was faint, and the terrifying sword light made every disciple feel a chill in their hearts, as sharp as a sickle in the hand of the god of death.

Due to the mobilization of the icy qi in his body that was originally covering the injury, Huang Cong couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and spat out a mouthful of blood, he didn't know how long he could last with this breath. Therefore, he wanted to fight quickly and use the invincible ice qi to fight, and while lacking the ice qi to repair the wound, he instantly felt a cone pain, and he could only vent this pain to the fullest. so that the nerves don't feel so uncomfortable.

He danced wildly, like a tiger entering a flock, instantly squeezing the deepest yuan force in his body, and a faint white light gushed out wildly, surrounding his body, like layers of immortal clouds. is not only like a god of war like a general, but also like a bloodthirsty demon king.

As Huang Cong moved, those waiting disciples also instantly became passive, and then waved the sword in his hand to slash, he saw the opportunity to swing the sword towards the nearest disciple, the disciple reacted autonomously to raise the sword to block, 'bell', the sword broke, and the body was instantly split in half, and the blood wave kept spraying outward.

The indestructible ice qi covered the surface of the sword body, Huang Cong sharpened the iron like clay, and kept waving towards everyone, and after a few faces, there were several more corpses under his feet.

At the same time, he was also secretly on guard, why did the old man delay in making a move, what was his intention?

"Since you don't make a move, then I'll kill it!" At this moment, he swept everyone with cold eyes again, and the backs of everyone he targeted involuntarily became cold, in the hearts of everyone, Huang Cong's image has completely changed into a murderous demon king, and gradually they have fear in their hearts.

He raised his sword and fell, and every time he swung it, one person fell, even the two martial monarch-level masters who were hidden between everyone did not dare to rush into the hard connection, the sudden change made everyone frightened, this young man in front of him was too terrifying.

The brilliant sword light and the faint blade shocked everyone, but at the same time, Huang Cong gradually felt powerless, as if there was a fire burning in his chest, and the pain was incomparable.

"You forced me today, and whoever kills me will kill him!" After speaking, he rushed towards the nearest disciple on the left like crazy, and at this moment he had to fight quickly and save the last body.

Huang Cong had already moved his heart to kill, and the wind was blowing on his feet, and in an instant, he had already come to the disciple on the left five zhang away.

A powerful aura of death enveloped that disciple, and when that disciple saw Huang Cong, who was like a demon king, rushing towards him, he forgot any movement for a while, and his eyes were full of fear and horror, completely suppressed by his momentum. Not only him, but Huang Cong's sudden burst of death also instantly made many people's hearts in a trance.

With the flash of the sword, he closed his eyes and silently waited for the moment of death to come, but after a long time, he didn't find that he had fallen, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the senior brother next to him was already lying on the ground, and the two martial monarch-level senior brothers were lying on the ground, and there was an unwilling look in his eyes.

The sudden scene made everyone completely cold from the top of their heads to their toes, it was two senior brothers at the level of martial arts, they fell down without even blocking a move, and everyone had already moved backwards silently, and they had already begun to retreat from fear.

These two martial monarch-level masters were really wronged to death, and they had the ability to be empty, but because they were afraid and did not show a move, they were killed, in fact, this qiē was in Huang Cong's calculations, and the reason why he never showed it was One step away is to be taken by surprise, in the moment just now, the two disciples of the Martial Monarch realm thought that Huang Cong's target was just the person next to them, and they wanted to carry out a sneak attack, but no matter how they calculated, they didn't calculate that the real target was actually themselves, and when they reacted, it was too late, Huang Cong had quickly arrived in front of them with the help of 'one step away', and instantly slashed their necks with a sword at an absolute speed.

At this moment, the old man in the distance rushed over with a huge roar, and before the person had arrived, Huang Cong's spiritual power was so keen, and he instantly put the sword covered with the indestructible ice qi in his hand across his chest, and then quickly used it 'one step away'.

After a burst of invisible fluctuations and a heavy muffled sound, Huang Cong was already ten zhang away, and the sword in his hand instantly shattered, and then turned into countless pieces of iron everywhere****, although he dodged this punch, but the domineering fist strength still affected his internal organs, plus the previous trauma, his mouth continued to overflow with blood.

The old man had reached the center of this big battle, looking at the corpses all over the ground and not knowing whether he was angry or sighing, his expression was distorted and terrifying, and at this time, Huang Cong smiled with blood in his mouth, even at this moment, this form could not stop his laughter, the laughter was so wanton, and the laughter was full of sarcasm, disdain and regret.

"What are you laughing at?" the old man asked loudly.

"Do you think that by killing me, your grandson's inner demon can be eliminated? You let so many disciples of the same age come to kill me, don't you just want to prove to your grandson that I am not a demon? I want to prove that I am also an ordinary person, and I will also be injured and die, but you are wrong, even if you kill me, the demon in your grandson's heart will not disappear, it will just make him feel more frightened and more afraid, and these lifeless disciples will also become another demonic obstacle in your grandson's heart, don't believe it!"

The old man turned his head and saw his grandson's appearance at this time, and couldn't help but sigh a few more times.

Yang Xuan, without his grandfather's company, saw the corpses all over the ground trembling, his eyes showed extreme fear, and he kept muttering to himself: "This is hell, no, I don't want to go to hell, I don't want to go to hell."

At this time, the old man's face was hideous, his eyes were red, he felt that his blood was already boiling, and he had an urge to destroy the world, and then looked up to the sky and roared: "Why, why did my only grandson end up like this? Why did my vein die? Originally, he had a great future, and he might be able to soar over the entire continent in the future, and he was also the best candidate to compete for the head of the house in the future, but why did this qiē become like this, the old man was unwilling, unwilling!"

"Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, this qiē is what he deserves!" Huang Cong said coldly.

The old man suddenly glared at Huang Cong, his eyes looked as if he was going to tear him apart, and said angrily: "It's all you, it's all you, if it weren't for you, my grandson wouldn't be like this, you must die today, you must die, no one can save you!"

The sound was as loud as the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder, which was a rage at the level of the Martial King, and it shook the disciple who was a little weaker in cultivation next to him and collapsed to the ground in an instant.

After finishing speaking, the old man raised his right hand violently, and the surging yuan power surrounded his arm like a dragon, and then turned into an incomparably powerful sword and shot straight into the sky, as if he wanted to tear the void.

The earth trembled, the wind and clouds changed color, a monstrous murderous aura permeated this space, and some of the remaining disciples around couldn't stand this compelling momentum and kept retreating, the old man already hated Huang Cong at this moment, and the huge sword light fell in an instant without the slightest hesitation.

"If you hurt my grandson, take your life!" (To be continued.) )