"The lackey of Wanloumen!" Seeing the person clearly, a fishy word came out of the mouth of the broken dust.

"Wrong, it's the killer. Su Yu's black hair was flying, and before the black knife was unsheathed, a rash evil intent was undoubtedly exposed, and ten white-faced killers appeared, their eyes sharp.

"Kill!" Su Yu gave an order, and the ten black knives around him were unsheathed, and they all attacked Broken Dust Wind and the others.

Seeing that the Broken Dust Wind was injured, the five big men behind him roared angrily and greeted Bai Yi and the others, although they were all at the peak of gathering spirits, they had just experienced a vicious battle, and there was not much source power left in their bodies, and they faced twice as many killers as themselves, and as soon as they fought, they were suppressed.

Bai Yi and the others had sharp black knives, and they shot mercilessly, coupled with the tacit understanding, the big man in brocade was in danger for a while.

Su Yu stared at the broken dust wind indifferently, his eyes were as murderous as water, and he was not alarmed, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Surrounded by strong enemies outside the field, the subordinates in the field fell to the downside, and the defeat was fully revealed, and the dust and wind could not sit idly by after all, and when he shot again, the long sword stabbed towards the white-faced man with a storm-like attack.

After he entered the battle, the situation took a sharp turn, and under the light of the sword, the two white-faced people who gathered the spirit eightfold fell directly to the ground, blood spilled from under the mask, and they were seriously injured and dying, and instantly lost the strength to fight again.

Seeing this, the four white-faced people who gathered the spirit of the nine layers got out of the battle situation with the brocade-clothed man, and joined forces to attack the Broken Dust Wind, the black knife danced, and the killing move swept away.

As they left, two black knives were pulled out of the chest of a man in brocade, who screamed and died.

The long sword of the Broken Dust Wind was in his hand, and he overwhelmed the four white-faced killers, the swords fought against each other, and the power of the source could not be resisted, Bai San did not notice it, the long sword pierced through the chest, and he was defeated and died, and at the same time, the Broken Dust Wind was also attacked by three knives behind him.

On the other side, the white-faced killer was unstoppable, and another brocade-clothed man was defeated by the Black Knife Phantom, blood splashed from his face, and his body fell.

In an instant, one more person had died.

Outside the court, Su Yu watched this scene quietly, without the slightest intention of making a move.

Ash Twelve appeared beside him at some point, looking at the form of the field, his face was a little ugly, and he asked directly, "You still don't make a move?"

"The strong should grow in the rain of blood. Su Yu spoke indifferently, as if there was no emotion in his eyes.

Looking at the field again, the long sword of the Broken Dust Wind pierced through Bai San, facing the sword light behind him, he shouted, a powerful source force burst out, and the energy swept across the four fields, Bai Yi and the three of them were shocked, blood spit out, and the black knife danced, but it was "kicking and kicking" and retreating.

The death of his subordinates, the murderous flash in the eyes of the broken dust, "A sword, open up the country!" The figure crossed, and with a "swish" sound, blood splashed on the necks of Bai Yi and the three people, and the black knife fell to the ground, and there was no more life.

"They were defeated. Ash Twelve spoke again, pointing his sword at Su Yu.

At this moment, Su Yu was indifferent, and the cold glint in his eyes was still there.

Ash Twelve's face became more and more gloomy, "Thirteen, you have become even more cruel after recovery. ”

Su Yu turned his head to look at him, and said in an emotionless tone: "You are questioning my decision." ”

Su Yu at this moment, even he didn't feel it, he was affected by another soul and accepted the whole of the other party, he seemed to have spent another life in another way, his memory, his perception, is he still himself?

Yes, because of his ruthlessness to these killers.

No, because of his disregard for these lives.

The next moment, Su Yu moved, the black knife waved, and the powerful knife qi struck out, blasting towards the Broken Dust Wind, and after the roar, the Broken Dust Wind rushed towards the figures of the remaining four white-faced people and was shocked back.

"Come back. With an order, the four white-faced men decisively retreated and stood beside Su Yu, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

There are only three people left in the brocade-clothed man, with continuous scars on his body, he supports his body, and walks to the side of Broken Dust Wind, his eyes reveal a fierceness and madness, the white-faced man has a sharp killing move, if he is cowardly and retreats, they will not live now.

Breaking Dust Wind took two steps and stood in front of them, with a long sword pointing at Su Yu's neck.

"How many times can you slash out like that sword move now?" The sword light flashed in his eyes, and Su Yu sneered, disdainful in his words.

"Yes? You can give it a try. The broken dust wind opened, and the long sword slowly slashed, "One sword, open up the country!" From slow to fast, in an instant, towards Su Yu to kill.

"Hmph!" Su Yu jumped high on the spot, the black knife in his hand turned, and the scabbard flew out, "Underworld Slash!" A powerful slash was used, and the black knife qi swept through. There was a loud bang, the sound of the sword trembled, Su Yu's long hair fell, and the dust wind shot out at a faster speed than when it came, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

"Your sword, blunt!" Su Yu made a move of his palm, the scabbard flew back, the black knife reversed, and after the sonorous sound, it hung on his back.

The dust broke to the ground, and there was a despair in his eyes, "My lord!" The three figures hurriedly ran to his side, their faces sad, he held one person and slowly stood up. As Su Yu said, his sword was blunt, and the source power in his body was insufficient, so he was unwilling to fight against Su Yu, and directly issued a strong move, just holding on to the last glimmer of hope. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

"I can die, you let them go. He hesitated, looked at Su Yu, and said awe-inspiringly.

"I'm fighting with him!" Hearing this, a big man next to him had red eyes, roared angrily, rushed to the front, grabbed a black knife, and slashed at Su Yu.

On the side of Su Yu's body, the long knife fell into the air, slashing straight into the ground, he kicked out, the big man snorted, and his body flew back upside down, falling to the ground.

"Yes. Su Yu's voice came out, he slapped his palm, and the black knife on his side flew out violently, inserting it in front of the dust wind, "You kill yourself!"

The decisive promise made the dust wind slightly stunned, and the merciless words made him bow slightly, and the two brocade-clothed men beside him were speechless, and lowered their heads in shame, there was a chance to live, none of them wanted to die.

Breaking Dust Wind pulled out the black knife, "Don't break your word!" As the words fell, a head flew up, a black knife fell to the ground, the white costume was soaked in blood, and the figure fell to the ground.

Blood stained the big man's cheeks, their bodies trembled, and they looked at Su Yu.

"Leave. Su Yu spoke, and the two of them immediately ran towards the way they came, never caring about the chariot from beginning to end, and the woman inside never spoke, never came out.

Su Yu stepped on the blood and walked in front of the head of the broken dust,

He took out a wooden box from the storage ring and put the head into it, this kind of wooden box will have dozens of thirteen storage rings, and at the moment when he put the head in, Su Yu pointed his fingers, and then closed the wooden box, and in the wider storage ring, how many heads will be added in the future?

"Mission accomplished, let's go. Turning around, Su Yu walked towards Ash Twelve, he didn't care about the chariot, a trace of respect for the Broken Dust Wind made him decide to let go of the rest of the people, this was also his promise.

Ash Twelve nodded, and the six people left, and as they left, Su Yu made a move, and six black knives on the ground flew into his storage ring, and the four white-faced people also took away the bodies of their companions.

As for the others, maybe it won't be tonight, and it will become a feast for the beasts of the mountains and wilderness, and in the cultivation world, many people die insignificant every day, and no one cares about them......