From beheading those young people outside the courtyard, to dealing with everyone's pursuit and interception in the corridor, at this moment, Song Yi's feeling of sword cutting off his body, the feeling of blood gushing out of his body is already familiar to his heart, and the magic breath that continues to pour into his body makes him really angry, his whole body is hot, and the upper limit of his cultivation is breaking through, and at the same time, it also faintly affects the latent madness in human nature, making him more and more comfortable to kill, and the more he kills, the more he kills, the more he wants, and unconsciously becomes unscrupulous, and even a little ruthless.

The devastating offensive is as straight as chopping melons and vegetables.

The person who answered the door was stunned by this, and subconsciously wanted to look back, as soon as he turned his head, his neck was tight, and he pinched Song Yi's neck and lifted it, turned around and threw it! This person "banged" and smashed into the oil stains all over the ground, rolling all over the oil stains, and then, Song Yi threw the torch in his hand.

With a snort, the other party instantly turned into a burning man, rolling all over the ground, wailing and shaking the sky.

"Ahh

The door screamed, rolling in the oil stain everywhere, the fire grew bigger and bigger, and the flames joined together, enveloping everyone.

Seeing that Song Yi was powerful, the rest of the people turned around and wanted to escape, Song Yi let them get away, stepped forward and cut off the head with a sword, kicked his body into the sea of fire, and then condensed the flying sword with his true qi, piercing the back of the heart of the person in the distance.

Boom -

The fire was raging and bloody, and this group of people either died in the flames, or slashed under the sword, or were torn into several pieces by the true qi. The surrounding flowers and trees were burned "crackling", the fire was swallowed again and again, and the houses on the side quickly burned down the pillars and collapsed a wall, and the scorching smell of skin and bone marrow being roasted was everywhere, and streams of black gas swirled out from the human corpse, mixed with the smoke in the fire, and then was pulled by Song Yi and forcibly devoured.

The night was thick and cloudy, the cold moon at the zenith had hidden in the clouds for some time, and a large area of buildings in the Nine Egret Palace had fallen into the sea of fire, almost becoming a hell on earth.

Song Yi was covered in blood, strode forward, and stepped out of a bloody road intertwined with bright red and pitch black, and the disciples of the Nine Egret Palace who sniped him along the way gradually decreased, and some people fled in a hurry as soon as they saw him coming from a distance.

Just like this, all the way, all the way to kill, Song Yi approached the tallest building in the Nine Egret Palace, and it was also the palace where the palace master lived.

When the long, when the long.

The staggered percussion sound came from the hall, like a song, knocking through the chaos of blood and darkness, Song Yi was stunned, stopped, his blood-red eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts that were indulged in the slaughter gradually returned.

This does not mean that the magic breath has disappeared, on the contrary, Song Yi feels that there is a particularly strong magic breath entrenched in the hall, which is stronger and more evil than Fang Cai.

He guessed that the palace master of the Nine Egret Palace must be here.

The door was ajar, and the hall was lit with lights, illuminating the interior as bright as day, and through the light and shadow, Song Yi saw that the Langkuo hall and the exquisite steps were covered with scattered footprints, as if many people had rushed outside from here. Most of the people who obstruct themselves come from this.

Song Yi stopped, turned to look back at the bloody path he had traveled, it was very quiet behind him, he couldn't hear any sound at all, and he didn't see half a figure, only the fire in the distance was spreading, and those crazy, evil, and twisted creatures had become the souls of his sword.

Song Yi felt that he was terribly calm now, this calm was completely beyond his expectations, he had never killed even a chicken before, but this night he had stabbed so many people. He had heard that the first time a person kills a person, there is a great reaction - fear, guilt, trembling, vomiting or fainting.

Song Yi doesn't have it now.

He just faintly felt something else—the ubiquitous demonic breath tugging at the black hole in his body, filling his true qi, making him constantly break through the upper limit of his existing cultivation, and at the same time, making his attack more determined, even ruthless.

Zhaoyue swordsmanship is a righteous and awe-inspiring, neutral and peaceful kung fu, never swordsmanship, and never teaches his disciples any cruel acts. However, the people who wield the sword are very different, and how can they generalize about the moves of their subordinates?

At this moment, Song Yi no longer remembered which moves he had used, and which ones he had subconsciously swung out after breaking through the limitations of his sword moves.

He didn't kill people, they were all monsters.

Song Yi climbed the stairs and stepped into the main hall of the Nine Egret Palace.

There was no one in the hall, and the scattered weapons and toppled tables and chairs showed that there had been a mess. Song Yi walked back, bypassed the screen, and walked towards the small hall at the back of the hall. As he approached the small hall, he heard a regular sound coming from the room.

When the long, when the long.

Sounds like something is constantly pounding.

Song Yi clenched his sword and continued to move forward, and when he stepped into the small hall, he saw a forging furnace in the hall, the fire in the hearth, and an indescribable strange smell in the hall.

In front of the forge, a man turned his back to himself, trying to forge something.

This person is exquisite, with long hair and waist-length, looking at the back of a young woman, and the clothes on his body are much more gorgeous than the disciples of the Nine Egret Palace seen along the road. She lifted her right hand down and struck what she was holding in her left hand.

Song Yi's heart jumped, could she be ......

As soon as she thought of this, the woman turned her head, and when Song Yi saw her face, her heart suddenly sank, and she raised her sword.

The woman's eyes were red, her hair was scattered, half of her face was stained with blood, and the placket of her chest was dripping with blood, which had dried up, showing a dull red of decadence.

Seeing Song Yi walk in, the woman gurgled in her throat, turned around, let out a beastly howl, threw the thing in her hand, and pounced on Song Yi!

Song Yi's sword body was horizontal, and the golden light around his body appeared, blocking the woman three inches away, and it was difficult to enter an inch. Looking closely, I saw that this woman looked like a tiger wolf who had just been fed, full of blood and energy, and acted like a beast, as if there were only two instincts left: one was to forge a weapon, and the other was to destroy her own invader.

"Woo ......"

The woman roared in a low voice, although she was blocked by the golden light, she had no intention of retreating, and pressed towards Song Yi with her teeth grinning, Song Yi only felt a strong force rushing towards her, gritted her teeth and held on, her body was really angry, and she bounced the woman away!

With a bang, her body flew out and hit the table and chair next to her, smashing the table to pieces!

The sound of the secret road was not good, Song Yi was about to go over to see her condition, the woman's body shook up, she jumped up, and a flying pounce pounced on Song Yi again!

Song Yi didn't want to hurt her, so he dodged and avoided it. If the guess is correct, this girl may be Luo Zhen's lover, how can she be a killer easily, in case...... What if she still has a chance of being sober?

"Are you the palace master's daughter?"

"Woo......"

Thinking like this, Song Yi didn't make a move, only dodged her attack, and the two ran around the small hall a few times, but they never saw any signs of her being sober, but the strength of the attack was stronger and faster each time.

"Do you know Luo Zhen?! I'm Luo Zhen's friend, and he asked me to come and see you!"

Song Yi shouted at her repeatedly, hoping that she still had a trace of consciousness, and when she heard Luo Zhen's name, maybe she would have a feeling?!

"Luo Zhen asked me to give you something, this!"

Song Yi said, and went to touch Luo Zhen's token in his arms, just like that, the movement was slightly blocked, and the woman had already attacked the front door, only to see that her hands had changed color at some point, blue and black swollen, her nails were as sharp as knives, and her protruding fingertips were two or three inches long!

This is clearly not human anymore......

The woman's five fingers were like hooks, her body was in mid-air, and she grabbed Song Yi on the head, and the talisman gold sand was launched instantly, and in the flash of golden light, several blood lines splashed in the air, the woman screamed, rolled to the ground, and most of the ten fingers had been cut off, and they turned into powder in the air!

Song Yi said badly, he still hurt her, worried that she would pounce on her, so he hurriedly stepped forward, stepped on her, put the sword against her throat, and asked again: "You are the daughter of the palace master, do you remember Luo Zhen? Where are your parents now, and how is the situation?!"

"Woo, Gollum......"

The woman gritted her teeth and let out a low growl in her throat, still unresponsive to his questioning.

Song Yi's heart sank, secretly anxious, both hoping for her to give her a response, but also afraid that she would really respond, glanced at her hands, only to see that her blue and swollen hands had returned to their original state, but only the bloody fleshy palms were left, the shallot-like fingers were gone, and blood was gushing out.

"You ......"

Knowing that most of them could not save her, Song Yi's mind suddenly flashed Luo Zhen's excited and shy look that night, and suddenly ignited a little fantasy, and couldn't help but ask again: "Do you still recognize people, and do you still have a trace of humanity?"

"Woo ......"

"You, if you still have humanity, I'll take you out of here and go to see Luo Zhen......"

"Woo......"

At this moment, the woman's eyes flashed, her arms were raised, and an unprecedented force erupted, which actually opened Song Yi's sword blade!

This crazy hair, Rao is Song Yi didn't expect it, instinctively raised the sword to fight back, only to hear a poof, the sword blade didn't enter her chest, stabbed out from the back!

Poof――

This hole pierced the lung lobe, the blood in the woman's mouth spurted wildly, her body was weak, and she seemed to have lost all her strength.

I saw that the blood on the woman's face faded, and a black qi condensed, and then it poured out from her heavenly spirit cover.

Seeing that this black qi wanted to escape, Song Yi's eyes were about to split, let go of the hand holding the sword, and put a palm on her forehead, firmly suppressing this black qi and absorbing it all!

At this moment, Song Yi was shocked and angry, and he was full of pain, when he absorbed this magic breath, he felt as if there was a turbulent wave in his body, and the torrent was galloping, for example, absorbing all the magic breath was more rapid and violent, and in less than a blink of an eye, this magic breath had been completely swallowed.

As soon as the demon's breath was gone, the woman's body paused, the madness on her face gradually calmed down, and the blood red in her eyes also dissipated, returning to a pair of big black and crystal eyes.

Song Yi was shocked, could it be that she had come to her senses......

The woman's eyes gradually changed from blank to clear, she stared at Song Yi, as if she didn't understand what was happening, her lips moved slightly, and she was about to speak.

Song Yi hurriedly lowered her body and stretched out her hand to her, wanting to cover her mouth and tell her not to be busy talking, her lungs were injured, and she couldn't ...... By the way, I seem to have wound medicine, and the Gao family gave it, there is ......

At this moment, the woman's expression suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, splashing on Song Yi's face.