Chapter Forty-Three: Bloodstained Central Lake
And Zhang Chenyu is more like a killing god, holding the cold iron war knife with one hand, a terrifying killing aura is rising, and the cold murderous aura sets off a breeze on the grassland, making people feel chills in their hearts, but things always backfire, the more Zhang Chenyu resists like this, the easier it is for the cultivators to hurry up Zhang Chenyu has a ghost in his heart, and then rushes up to fight with Zhang Chenyu even more desperately.
& Dancing flowers, floating in the sky!"
Just when more and more cultivators rushed to besiege Zhang Chenyu, Shui Mengchen snorted lightly, flicked his sword, and flew into the air, a set of snow dance swordsmanship danced vividly, so beautiful that people dare not face it, but it is this kind of beauty that is the most deadly.
Within a moment, there was goose feather snow in the sky, as the snowflakes became more and more, gradually enveloping the range of tens of zhang in a radius, the seemingly beautiful snowflakes became a sharp weapon to kill people at a slight contact, more than a dozen people did not react, they were cut throats by snowflakes, and slept here.
For a while, the cultivators below had become a mess, and it was obvious that they had recognized Shui Mengchen's swordsmanship.
Seeing this, Zhang Chenyu seized the time, put away the cold iron battle knife, and the innate sword finger struck, and the sword qi that was three zhang long cut off all the enemies around him at once, just in an instant, bright red blood and dark red internal organ fragments splashed all over the sky, and the scene was particularly bloody.
However, this did not stop Zhang Chenyu from continuing to kill the enemy, and there was only one way for those who were identified as enemies by themselves, and that was to kill, and in the end, either you died or I died, "Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang......" Zhang Chenyu slashed several times in a row, cutting off a cultivator with a knife together, and for a while, blood rained down, and a large amount of blood sprayed onto Zhang Chenyu's body, even if a few drops of blood splashed into Zhang Chenyu's eyes, Zhang Chenyu never closed his eyes, because he knew that just a breath of time to close his eyes, too many variables would happen, and he would not give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it.
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Out of nowhere, a spear poked out, and suddenly pierced Zhang Chenyu's arm with a knife, and the head of the spear poked out of his back along Zhang Chenyu's pipa bone.
Zhang Chenyu's physique is so tough, after washing the dragon's blood, the ordinary blade is difficult to hurt at all, but this time he made a mistake, the whole spear exudes repeated light, it is obvious that the other party has paid enough attention to the internal force in the weapon.
Seeing this, Zhang Chenyu immediately sealed his acupoint, so that he temporarily closed his sense of pain, and the next moment, Zhang Chenyu grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled it violently.
As soon as the cultivator using the spear let out an exclamation, he looked at Zhang Chenyu with four eyes, and the two of them were almost face to face, and they could almost clearly see the pores on each other's faces.
& You want to kill me, but I'm not dead yet, so you can die!" Seeing this, Zhang Chenyu let out an angry roar, and because Zhang Chenyu's arm was useless at this time, he opened his mouth and bit the other party's carotid artery.
It was just an instant that the other party's blood spurted out of the wound like a fountain, and it wasn't until the eyes of the cultivator who attacked Zhang Chenyu turned dead that Zhang Chenyu let go of the other party's neck.
Zhang Chenyu slowly pulled out the spear pierced in the pipa bone, and looked at the corpse on the ground numbly, with the long time of killing, Zhang Chenyu's heart became more and more cold, and he could no longer feel the guilt when killing, but was replaced by an unprecedented pleasure, the more he saw the blood splashed, the more excited Zhang Chenyu's heart became.
At this time, Zhang Chenyu was bleeding all over his body, he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's, the blood had already wet his clothes, and it was dripping down the corners of his clothes.
Seeing Zhang Chenyu's appearance at this time, Shui Mengchen in the distance couldn't help but feel cold, Zhang Chenyu was like a demon crawling out of hell at this time, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
At this time, the cultivators who had just besieged Zhang Chenyu and the others had already been killed, and seeing this, Zhang Chenyu immediately joined up with Shui Mengchen and waited for an opportunity to break through.
However, soon, Zhang Chenyu discovered the problem, on the periphery of the grassland, there were more cultivators coming, and the chaotic area became even more huge, and no matter where he went, he would be besieged by cultivators.
"Fairy, it's no longer a question of who to give and who to give and who to receive, how about using the sword technique to send us out?" In a hurry, Zhang Chenyu couldn't help but shout
Seeing this, Shui Mengchen nodded, but before he could sacrifice the flying sword, he only saw that four or five cultivators in the sky who were planning to withdraw from the battle group were crushed to pieces by a divine light as soon as they took off.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Chenyu couldn't help but feel cold, there were indeed countless masters sitting on the periphery of the grassland, and the grassland in the forest had also evolved into a huge colosseum.
However, there was no room for Zhang Chenyu and the others to think about it at all, and just after a pause, more than a dozen cultivators rushed up.
Seeing this, Zhang Chenyu secretly gritted his teeth and had already suffered a heavy blow in the fight just now, and his combat power was only about seventy percent of the original, and it was difficult to exert all his strength at all.
Shui Mengchen also frowned, she had never experienced such a scene, if it weren't for the superb exercises cultivated by a famous family, she would have died somewhere.
& In the end, Zhang Chenyu took a deep breath, and the high-speed Xuangong blocked Shui Mengchen behind him, and he greeted the dozen or so cultivators alone.
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The battle was suddenly stimulated, and the innate qi suddenly struck out and covered the dozen or so cultivators at once, at this time Zhang Chenyu had already scrapped an arm, and he couldn't use the innate sword finger or other weapons at all, he could only use the most primitive method, fist.
Attacking the enemy with a fist seems to be barbaric, but Zhang Chenyu's cultivation of the Faben Tiancheng method can make up for the lack of attack distance, often before the fist arrives, the fierce fist wind will beat the enemy to the bones of the whole body inch by inch, it can be seen that its power is so great, ordinary people can hardly imagine "bang!" "bang!" "bang!" "bang......" The sound of a fist entering the flesh sounded, and Zhang Chenyu's iron fist hit more than a dozen cultivators with broken bones and tendons, and their brains burst.
However, this is just the tip of the iceberg of the Heavenly Demon Sealing Battlefield, there are still countless cultivators fighting each other in other areas, in just two hours, there are already as many as a thousand cultivators who have died here, the corpses are scattered all over the battlefield, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and some cultivators who have not yet lost their breath let out a numbing scream from time to time.
I don't know when the blood has dyed the entire central lake red, and from the sky, it looks like a huge ruby, so beautiful and bewitching.