Joke, is it really not true that he Wang San is a three-year-old child? Besides, the feud has already been settled, and it is difficult to resolve it, even so, it is better to kill it earlier, so that there will be one less enemy, thinking of this, Wang San turned around and looked at Wu Yang, whose face was like gold paper at the moment, and his face was full of horror. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You... You actually killed them!?" Wu Yang's blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, his body trembled, his eyes showed disbelief, and he pointed at Wang San in a trembling manner at the moment.

Beside him, the second and third of the five tyrants of the blood plum have fallen, and the thin man who ranks second has a big hole in his chest, and blood continues to flow out of the wound, staining the earth red.

"I said, if you don't die, you won't die!" Wang San's face was instantly gloomy, and he took a step forward, and the momentum of the peak of the sixth layer rose in the wind, like a roar, rolling up the surrounding rocks and flying, and directly fell on Wu Yang.

"Poof!"

Wu Yang spit out a mouthful of blood violently, his body couldn't bear it, his knees were weak, and he knelt on the ground, he was already the peak of the fifth layer, and the gap between him and Wang San was huge, and now because of the burial soul incense, his cultivation was completely lost, and Wang San could be suppressed by his momentum alone.

At this moment, his face is like ashes, his eyes are gray, there is disbelief, there is confusion, he is not without hatred, it is not that he has not aroused blood because of the death of his brother who was born and died, but he can't believe it, he has calculated everything, he thought that he would win the ticket for this, and beheading Wang San is as simple as killing chickens and dogs, but now......

His eldest brother died, he was separated by a sword, and the fourth sister didn't know where to go, and the other two fell in a pool of blood beside him.

"It's not true! It's not true! I've been wandering since I was a child, I've been in contact with all kinds of people, I've been framed by many people, and I've survived with the help of a glimmer of life that others can't see, and I've calculated countless people, so that they can't figure out the reason until the moment they die, what are you, what are you, how can I lose! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Hahahaha..."

Wu Yang's head was scattered, he raised his head violently and roared, his eyes were red, his blood was full of blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth in the terrible roar, and he broke free from Wang San's coercion, staggered up in the struggle, and staggered away into the distance step by step, along the way, strange screams kept coming out, and a strange smile spread from his mouth, this person... It's crazy.

Wang San was silent for a while, glanced at Wu Yang deeply, and vaguely seemed to understand something, for some reason, seeing this scene, the killing intent in his heart was much lighter, and after a while, he sighed lightly, and when his right hand was waved, the flying sword roared away, and in a miserable scream, he flew back with Wu Yang's storage bag.

He did not take Wu Yang's life, but abolished his cultivation, the scene in front of him, Wu Yang's madness, whether it was true or not, he would not let Wu Yang go.

This person's scheming is so deep that it is rare, if it weren't for his experience of being a human being in two lives, but also as a bar waiter, he has seen too many people, so he has a good will, but even so, he was concealed by him, and he said, if he hadn't prepared in advance, he would have really planted it in the hands of this Blood Plum Five Tyrants, and he would definitely die.

It's just that without cultivation, in this sword abyss, it can be said that it is difficult to move an inch, whether it is life or death, it all depends on his creation.

Taking a deep breath, Wang San's right hand was decided, and one finger pointed to the place where the ugly woman disappeared, and the moment his finger fell, the void suddenly rolled up, but in an instant, there was a figure, trembling and falling, lying on the ground, it was the ugly woman.

This person is now pale, without a trace of blood, she has absorbed the smoke of the soul incense the most, and her cultivation has long been lost, under the pressure of that space, she has persevered until now, and she has reached the place of exhaustion.

When she looked up at this moment, she saw the corpse on the earth, stunned for a moment, stunned in place, until a long time later, she looked up, Wang San, who was indifferent at the moment, laughed miserably, slapped his palm on his heavenly spirit cover with ruthless intent, and killed himself.

"You won't live long! Blood General Xu Yi won't let you go!"

Before she died, her bone-chilling voice echoed violently, spreading here for a long time before it dispersed.

"Blood General Xu Yi. Hearing this person's name again at this moment, Wang San frowned, his eyes flashed, he took off the ugly woman's storage bag, and even swept his eyes, found the spirit snatching needle, and more than a dozen blood bone flowers that had not been processed, nodded secretly, came to Fang Su's side, also took off the storage bag, and in the same way, searched the other two.

Then he used the fire snake technique to burn the corpses of several people, and then rushed towards the exit.

Almost at the same time when Wang San killed Fang Su, there was a place in the fang market thousands of miles away from here, where there were many tents, at a glance, the disciples of the four sects were countless, just a cursory sweep, there were dozens of them, if you looked down from the sky above the ground, I am afraid that you will be shocked instantly, secretly staggering, secretly sighing that there are so many disciples gathered here, there are hundreds of people, such a scale, in the sword abyss is extremely rare.

Not only that, the sky here is no longer the periphery where Wang San is located, a piece of black, but the sky is like a dark purple canvas, hanging for nine days, the earth is also black with dark purple, foggy, the visual range is up to 10,000 meters, the whole heaven and earth, are shrouded in a strong evil aura, this evil qi is thick, several times heavier than the periphery, as if taking a deep breath, will be affected by its mind.

At this moment, in the tent group, there is a group of people slowly moving forward, wearing red robes, with an indifferent face, walking all the way, and when the pedestrians around look around, they are all looking at them with fear, as if there is someone who cannot be provoked.

Suddenly, a figure at the front paused, stopped, and as he stopped, the whole team also suddenly paused, and one by one their faces disappeared indifferently, and they looked forward with puzzlement in their eyes.

"What? Brother Xu didn't find anything? Why did he stop. Next to this figure, there was an obese middle-aged man, with a smile on his face at the moment, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the blood-red figure.

The figure ignored the fat man, but was silent for a moment, and took out a jade pendant from his bosom.

This jade pendant is blood-red all over, with hideous beast carvings on it, which is extremely extraordinary, but the jade that was originally good is now directly shattered from the middle, and the light is dim.

Seeing this, the fat man on the side froze, his brows furrowed slightly, and it was at this time that the indifferent voice of the blood-red figure came out:

"It's nothing, let's keep walking, the ancient holy ruins are about to open, we must arrive earlier, so as not to be robbed of creation, Brother Li, what do you think?"

A smile appeared on his handsome face, and he turned his head to look at the person beside him, but despite this, everyone could hear the coldness in this person's words.