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The Blood Drinking Madness Knife slashed out, and a blood-colored sword dragon qi full of the power of heaven and earth swept through the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The first to bear the brunt were three late stage martial artists of the Life and Death Realm plus one early stage martial artist of the Reincarnation Realm.

In the face of Ling Zhi's attack that was completely equivalent to suicide, everyone was surprised, but they were not afraid.

"Ant-like!"

That reincarnation realm powerhouse was not any of the four major families, he had never heard of Ling Zhi's reputation, when the blood-colored sword dragon swept over, he did not move like a mountain, and he did not even retreat at all, but just sacrificed a long iron rod with his backhand, and rolled towards the sword dragon with the sound of rolling wind and thunder.

At the same time, the three powerhouses of the Life and Death Realm also sacrificed their respective weapons, did not retreat, but advanced, and bravely met them.

Boom!

The sound of a fierce Yuan Qi explosion came, and the iron rod and the blood-colored sword dragon were the first to collide together, and the powerhouse in the early stage of the reincarnation realm didn't even have the strength to resist for a breath, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he immediately flew upside down in the air towards the crowd, hitting a large area of onlookers.

At this time, the three Life and Death Realm powerhouses had just arrived closer, and when they saw this scene, they almost scared their souls. However, when cultivation has reached this point, their minds cannot be said to be stoic.

Knowing that it was too late to retreat at this moment, he even urged his whole body vitality to the extreme, and with the killing momentum of the rules in the sky, he frantically slashed towards the blood-colored sword dragon that ushered in.

Bang bang bang!

Three more shrill and violent sounds sounded in succession.

Under the cover of that blood-colored sword dragon, even though the three of them were powerhouses in the late stage of the life and death realm, they seemed to have been hit by a desolate mountain, and before they even had time to show a frightened color on their faces, the three bodies exploded into a scarlet blood mist out of thin air.

Hiss!

There was a sound of gasping air.

Many martial artists who had already lifted their weapons and were ready to fish in troubled waters and follow their predecessors to snipe Ling Zhi subconsciously took a step back, and endless fear appeared on their faces.

This person is so strong?

One reincarnation realm was repelled with one sword, and three life and death realms were killed.

With such strength, they still wanted to pick up leaks before and treat people as soft persimmons. Isn't that the birthday boy hanged himself, and his life is not boring?

Suddenly, many martial artists below the realm of life and death changed their faces and had the idea of retreating.

However, some people retreated, but many more pounced on them without fear of death.

With the previous delay, there were no less than a thousand martial artists gathered around, although the life and death realm was strong, it only belonged to the middle stream, and there were no less than dozens of people in the early stage of the reincarnation realm, the middle stage of the reincarnation realm, and even the late stage of the reincarnation realm such as Minglou.

After Ling Zhi repelled the three of them with a single sword, dozens of reincarnation realm powerhouses mixed with some life and death realm powerhouses with extraordinary strength pounced again.

It was Ming Lou, who was hesitant before, and after gritting his teeth, he also took a step forward, raised a hand, and frantically grabbed the top of Ling Zhi's head.

Ling Zhi knew that he could not be spared today, so he made a move without reservation, and the power of the 290 billion dragon elephant was even more unreserved.

Under the full power of his dragon elephant, not only was the blood-drinking sword and dragon wreaking havoc in his hand, but his whole person also became the hardest and most powerful blade in the world.

It's like death when you touch it, and you get hurt when you hit it.

On the chaotic and crazy battlefield, if there is no one below the reincarnation realm, even if it only touches the edge of the blood-colored sword dragon, it will be directly crushed and exploded into flesh and blood.

Only in the early stage of the reincarnation realm, he can barely exchange a few moves with Ling Zhi, and in the middle of the reincarnation realm, he can fight with Ling Zhi to be evenly matched.

As for the late stage of the reincarnation realm like Ming Lou, Ling Zhi knew that he was invincible, so he held that he could dodge, and when he couldn't dodge, he relied on the power of hundreds of billions of dragon elephants to support it.

Suddenly, in the vast city of Zhongzhou, the blood reflected the entire sky.

The stump danced wildly, and the severed arm flew sideways.

As the blood-colored sword dragons continued to bloom in the crowd, Ling Zhi completely turned into a human flesh strangulation machine, and there were constantly martial artists who became dead souls from his knife, and there were constantly great masters who turned into flesh and blood powder under his hands.

Wherever he went, it would soon converge into a sea of corpses and blood, turning into a hellish Shura field.

I don't know how long it has been, let alone how many people have been killed, how many injuries have been suffered, how much blood has been shed, and Ling Zhi, who was completely caught in the killing, suddenly his heart suddenly tightened.

The next moment, a terrifying and powerful aura of death suddenly descended from the sky.

In this terrifying murderous aura of heaven and earth, Ling Zhi felt like a mortal trapped in a quagmire and swamp, his breathing was stagnant, and every pore, every cell, and every bone in his body was completely imprisoned.

In the desperate situation, Ling Zhi had no choice, let alone make any superfluous movements, so he only had time to summon the dragon pattern giant sword and hold it horizontally on his chest.

Thundered!

It's like a thunderbolt, and the sky is cracking.

A loud sound that shattered the eardrums of countless people.

Between heaven and earth, a large pale blue handprint descended out of thin air, and smashed steadily on the top of Ling Zhi's head with the momentum of Mount Tai crushing the egg.

Under the blow of this big mudra, Ling Zhi's bones shattered, from the chest cavity down, the lower abdomen, thighs, and calves, at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly peeled off, disintegrated, and dissipated......

After the big palm print was dispersed, the Lingzhi Dragon Pattern Giant Sword and the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword all flew away, leaving only half of the body left, relying on a pair of hands, struggling to support it. In fact, not only that, although his upper body looked intact, it was also shattered into a pot of porridge, which was connected by some flesh and skin.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Zhihai Purple Mansion, which is the top priority of the martial arts, is still intact and has not been harmed in any way.

"Shaft, what a heavy murderous aura!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and immediately after, the crowd saw that a handsome man dressed in white like snow and with a body like a sword slowly appeared in front of Ling Zhi.

After seeing the appearance of this person, Ling Zhi's only remaining illusion was completely shattered.

This person he had met once in the Holy Ruins Square, and was called one of the two immortals of the Holy Mountain by countless martial artists, and it was said that his strength was strong enough to challenge the first master of the Wen family, Wen Zhong.

Mo said that now Ling Zhi's strength is not one in all, that is, when his body was intact in the past, there was no chance of winning in the face of this person.

After Wen Zhong, three figures in a row fell into the arena almost in no particular order, and Wen Zhong stood in a row, forming horned deacons with each other, and looked coldly at Ling Zhi, who didn't even have half a life left on the ground.

"Wen family Wen Zhong, Zhuo family Zhuo Donglai, Long family Long Qianjue, family into the sea?

"The Holy Monument is strong, and all of them are the top 100 powerhouses of the Holy Monument, what did that little boy named Ling Zhi commit? He was able to dispatch the top masters of the four major families to arrest him at the same time?"

Looking at the peerless men in the crowd of four gods, the martial artists around him who were killed by Ling Zhi all gasped and subconsciously pulled a distance in all directions.

It is as strong as the Ming family and the Ming Building, and it is also a strong person in the Holy Monument, after seeing these four people appear, it is also like a mouse seeing a cat, bowing his head and withdrawing from the distance.

This is the majesty of the four families.

It is the foundation of their four major families standing in the holy ruins for thousands of years.

With just four people appearing, no matter how many martial artists there are, no matter how many big families like the Ming family are rising, they don't dare to provoke them a little.