Yin Yan's corpse, which was manipulated by Qingjian Zhenren with spiritual power, stepped on Ji Fenglin's back with one foot, and his strength penetrated through his bones.

The red blood spread on the blue brick floor, like the Manzhu Sawa blooming on the other side of the Yellow Spring.

The surrounding Sword Sect disciples stood with their swords in their hands, and the scenes of Yuehua's lips smiling were all reflected in Ji Fenglin's eyes.

The young man's dark eyes gradually turned scarlet,

He thought that the righteous monk was so righteous and awe-inspiring......

But all this is clearly a repetition of what happened when he was in the Ji family.

Everyone is a high-sounding, hypocritical and ugly appearance, which is disgusting.

The madness of this cruel world gave birth to the darkness in the young man's heart, and the scorching sun hung high in the sky, but he was in purgatory, and he did not feel the slightest warmth.

Master ......

With his fingertips clasped on the bricks, Ji Fenglin crawled in the direction where the immortal was, dragging a winding blood trail behind him.

Master, Ah Lin hurts so much......

Ah Lin really wants to kill.

Kill all these sanctimonious righteous people!

At the same time, Qingjian Zhenren raised his voice and said: "Yan'er, if you don't take revenge at this time, when will you wait?" ”

As if hearing a certain command, Yin Yan overturned the young man with one kick, pulled out the sword in the hand of the disciple next to him, and the sword light slashed through the air, pointing directly at the chest of the young man on the ground.

Feeling the tip of the sword shallowly piercing into the skin of his chest, a ruthlessness flashed in Ji Fenglin's dull eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand to grasp the blade of his sword, allowing the sharp weapon to cut through his palm with impunity.

Didn't he say that he killed Yin Yan?

Good! He'll kill one of them!

Didn't he say that he cultivated the world?

Then it's up to him to turn it upside down...... This world of despair.

Anger, hatred, anger and countless other negative emotions are shouting and roaring in the bottom of his heart, as if something broke through the ground in an instant, and grew into a towering tree in an instant, and the young man with the immortal and demon body is an immortal material in itself, just an opportunity to completely ignite his blood with blood and hatred.

Between the lightning and flint, everyone saw the blood-covered young man on the ground, his eyes were scarlet and shining, and the anger on his body became heavier and heavier, snatching the long sword in Yin Yan's hand and jumping up, piercing him through his heart again!

"Damn Demon Cultivator!"

Seeing that Aiko was pierced through the heart by a sword, Qingjian Zhenren's eyes were about to split, and he slapped it with one palm, and Ji Fenglin took the next blow without saying a word.

Then he rushed to Yuehua.

The sword light that crossed the semi-circular arc swept through Yuehua's neck in an instant.

"I didn't kill your brother, but I'm going to kill you." Ji Fenglin said expressionlessly.

I didn't expect him to have the strength to fight back at this point, Yuehua slowly opened his eyes, shocked and puzzled, he wanted to turn his head and say something to Ji Fenglin who passed by, but before his eyes dimmed, he saw a scene of his head and body.

"Murderer! Murderer! ”

The Qingjian Zhenren and countless Sword Sect disciples drew their swords and stepped forward.

Ji Fenglin casually killed a few Sword Sect disciples, covered in blood, both his and others, revealing a strong sense of destruction.

He hates it.

Hate others.

Hate yourself.

Hate these people who always appear to tear him apart from his master!

I hate to become a demon today, and I am afraid that I will never be able to stand side by side with my master again.

……

The immortal saw that the Qingjian real person had not returned for a long time, and some of the disciples of the Sword Sect were leaving in a hurry.

Her eyebrows jumped, and she suddenly got up and disappeared at the cultivation conference.

Then, she saw Ji Fenglin's bloody killing, and the Qingjian real person was furious, and stabbed Ji Fenglin in the heart with a sword.

When the sword of the Qingjian real person came, Ji Fenglin was exhausted, and he knew that he couldn't avoid it.

But at this time.

A long stretch of white silk wrapped around his waist and quickly led him into an embrace.

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