The one-armed swordsman walked forward as if he were strolling leisurely, but in the blink of an eye he was less than three feet behind the caravan, and one of the guards who had fallen behind was terrified, whipping his mount frantically. The one-armed young man smiled coldly, his hand raised his knife, and a big head rolled off his horse.

The other guard roared, and slashed at the one-armed youth with a single knife in his hand.

The young man stabbed at random, and cut the knife in half with the knife, and all the blood he brought up was sucked into it by the long black knife in his hand. Then he flew up and landed on the back of a horse without its owner, looking at the caravan fleeing for its life, the corners of his mouth curled, and the game of cat and mouse was a little interesting.

Sun Xing looked back at his companion who was constantly being divided, gritted his teeth tightly, and even bit blood, his eyes were red, and he kept whipping his usual baby-like mount.

In the topography of Xihe Prefecture, there is not much difference between the grassland separated by a line of Qinghe, and it is a plain that is extremely conducive to cavalry charge, if there is no accident, under such a terrain, it is only a matter of time before the entire caravan is slaughtered.

For Wang Dongle, if killing people can improve his cultivation, then what if Hugh said that there are 100 people, 1,000 people, or 10,000 people? It is difficult to say whether it is fortunate or unfortunate, and the long black knife in his hand gave him such an opportunity.

If you want to show the full power of the black long knife in your hand, you must drink ten thousand people's blood. He started to kill from the grassland, killing wolves, horse thieves, steppe cavalry, and unarmed women and children, all the way to Xiheyuan, and more than 2,000 people died under his sword. When he robbed and killed three grain transportation teams, he finally alarmed Xu Lin, the governor of the capital.

The Governor's Mansion of the Central Capital sent two captains of the Void Realm to lead more than 100 Iron Cavalry of the Central Capital to encircle and suppress him.

Wang Dongle, who had been personally instructed by Mr. Tsing Yi for a period of time, made no secret of his contempt for the two lieutenants. He designed two ambushes, which easily caused more than half of the more than 100 iron cavalry to be lost, one lieutenant was cut in the stomach by him, and the other lieutenant was slightly stronger, and he cut off an arm. But Wang Dongle was just afraid of Xu Lin and didn't dare to shoot too hard, if he really wanted to kill the hundred iron horsemen and the two captains, Wang Dongle was confident that he could do it head-on.

The smile on the corner of Wang Dongle's mouth became cold, he was cut off an arm in the grassland last time, but he didn't want to be blessed by misfortune, he had to meet the guidance of a master, and the realm went all the way up, and now it is the realm of frost. But before he could kill him, he would cut off all his arms and limbs, pierce his eyes, and cut off his nose and tongue.

Why can he take all the good things!? The princess is his, and the Dao Sect is also on his side, and he, Wang Dongle, has nothing but the long black knife in his hand.

It's hateful. If you are hateful, you should be cut with a thousand cuts.

Why did he break an arm in exchange for this rare opportunity, and there were masters looking for him while the kid was sitting?

In the blink of an eye, the entire caravan had been slaughtered by Wang Dongle, he stood on horseback, looked at the middle-aged man who should be the leader of the caravan, the corners of his mouth hooked, and said with a smile: "I hate three kinds of people the most in my life, the powerful, the rich, and the talented." Unfortunately, you belong to the second category. ”

When the pale shopkeeper heard this, the whole person was paralyzed on the horse's back.

Sun Xing almost gritted a mouthful of white teeth.

Wang Dongle slashed another guard to death, "Kill one person in three steps, and your heart will not stop." ”

Wang Dongle muttered: "Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly." Immortal karma is all in killing. ”

"Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. Where do heroes not kill? I am a hero!"

Hearing this, everyone in the caravan was terrified.

At this time, thousands of feet behind Wang Dongle, someone walked with a sword.

At this time, Xiao Yu could already vaguely see the corpses all over the ground, his face was expressionless, and he put away Tianlan. After a little movement of his left leg, which had begun to improve, he began to move.

The first step is to go up to the top floor.

The second step is to go up to the second floor.

This time is different from the past, the first step is extremely slow, and the second part is slightly faster.

By the ninth step, Xiao Yu was already like thunder, running towards the knife-wielding figure.

Nine steps and nine floors.

Wang Dongle slashed at will with the long knife in his hand, "The big husband should be a hero!"

There were only two people left in the caravan, Shopkeeper Sun and Sun Xing.

The bright red in the black of the long knife in Wang Dongle's hand was as red as blood, and the knife was majestic.

Sun's shopkeeper's face is like ashes, and Sun Xing's eyes are red!

The moment before the knife fell, Wang Dongle turned back suddenly, and a thunderbolt came straight to the door in front of him.

The thunder was so fast that it even kicked up a cloud of smoke and dust behind it.

Wang Dongle turned around, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, then turned into surprise, and finally turned into hideous.

At the same time, Xiao Yu also recognized this loose cultivator who had one of his arms cut off, and was slightly surprised for a while, he was actually promoted to the frost realm, is the frost realm already so worthless?

Xiao Yu's impression of Wang Dongle was not very good, seeing this corpse all over the ground, the killing intent was even heavier, although he did not have a sword, but only with the blessing of the nine-story building on his body, it was equivalent to a full blow in the general frost realm.

Wang Dongle didn't expect that someone would rush towards him from thousands of feet away, although he slashed out, it was a little hasty.

Wang Dongle gritted his teeth, and a touch of bright red on the black knife body quickly spread to the entire sword body, and countless heaven and earth vitality moved with it, trying to resist Xiao Yu's fierce sword.

With a bang, a huge circular ripple of Yuan Qi spread.

After the smoke cleared, I saw Wang Dongle half-kneeling on the ground, holding a knife with one hand. Xiao Yu carried the sword box on his back, held the sheath in his hand and broke the array, stood about thirty zhang in front of Wang Dongle, and said indifferently: "Which hero should I be killing here, it turned out to be you mad dog." ”

Wang Dongle wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Xiao Yu fiercely, but then the murderous one-armed swordsman laughed, he looked at Xiao Yu's left leg and laughed: "You broke my arm, and you were also broken by someone? ”

Xiao Yu's face was expressionless: "You also believe in karma? ”

Wang Dongle laughed even louder, like a madman: "Killing the world and the world, the tragic horror of the underworld, if they dare to turn into a ghost to find me, then I will kill them again!"

Xiao Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I haven't seen you for a few days, I can drag the text." ”

"I'll make a sacrifice for you later!"

Wang Dongle's figure rose violently, and the long knife in his hand pointed directly at Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu flicked his fingers, and laid three sword qi horizontally and vertically in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face: "Do you still know the sacrificial text? Who did you learn these sour things, I was impressed!"

Thirty zhang away, almost one step by, Wang Dongle could see every expression on Xiao Yu's face, it was this damn calm expression, when he was lying on the grassland like a dead dog, he held his sword and asked who else?

Cutting off Xiao Yu's head was his only thought at this time.