At first, I escaped!

As a last resort, it had to be so!

I am back!

For the blood and tears of those innocent, for the powerless cries and cries, for the souls of those who have been humiliated and trampled......

Now, I want to pay it back a hundredfold!

Since you think you have the power to dominate us and other untouchables at will, what about when you have power?

Well, those so-called big truths, what is righteous and righteous, Suningan doesn't want to talk about it more!

At this moment, he just wants to hold a steel knife in his hand, be happy with revenge, and have a clear mind.

Let the heavens and the earth hear their voices, and let all that is pressed on their heads disappear......

Suningan wielded a knife.

Swords and swords collide in the air.

The sword in the hand of the master comes from the famous sword-casting master of the Zhou State, there is a name and a surname, the world calls it the Mingshui sword, because the master is called Zhuang Mingshui, the sword is named after the people, and the people are proud of the sword, in the Song and Zhou dynasties, the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, quite famous.

After it was baked, this sword was worth a thousand gold.

Today, it's a priceless treasure.

The horizontal knife in Suningan's hand came from the Great Zhou Ordnance Division, the handle, blade, and scabbard came from different masters, and finally, it was assembled by the No. 72 master of the T-word, which is a pure assembly line product.

When it comes out of the oven, it is worth one or two or three coins of silver.

Nowadays, it can only be sold as scrap, but it is only two dollars.

"Ding!"

There was a soft sound in the void.

The qi collided, and the void rippled.

"Whoa......

The spirituality on the Mingshui Sword seemed to have been erased by someone and became dim, and the gray sword body made a creaking sound, a bit like an old and broken car loaded with thousands of tons of heavy objects, and finally couldn't support it and fell apart.

Looking at the sword in his hand breaking inch by inch, Zhuang Mingshui's pupils shook dramatically.

How can it be?

No way!

The horizontal knife in Suningan's hand is still intact, and even the gaps on the blade are as always, without the slightest change.

On the surface, it was a sword strike.

In fact, it is not about the sword, the real contest is the qi that is full of the sword, but in essence, it is the spirituality contained in the sword that is fighting, which is purely a competition between the cultivation realms of the two sides, a simple hard encounter.

Whoever has the most power wins.

In Zhuang Mingshui's view, the advantage is mine!

No matter how you look at it, you can win by yourself.

After all, in the previous confrontation, that kid just barely escaped with the power of the flying sword, at this moment, even if he was lucky enough to break through, the time was so urgent, and how many holes could he open up?

His thinking turned out to be very wrong.

How?

For a moment, he was out of order.

Su Ning'an rushed to the top of the slope with an arrow step, and at this time, Zhuang Mingshui came back to his senses, he waved his robe sleeves, and he was full of anger.

"Overwhelming!"

Suningan wielded a knife.

With a flash of white mang, he cut the gang qi in two, slashed it on Zhuang Mingshui's robe sleeve, split the robe sleeve, and continued to move forward.

Zhuang Mingshui hurriedly jumped back.

Slow!

At the beginning, if he hadn't attacked, the moment the Mingshui Sword broke, he would have turned around and fled to the rear military formation, and there was still a chance to escape, however, he was stunned at that time, and he still wanted to fight, so he ushered in the end.

His talisman Gang Qi is like paper, it is dissected by Su Ning'an's Gang Qi, and the same is true of his body, what about the Great Perfection of the Refining Body Realm, in front of Gang Qi, it is also as fragile as white paper, and the person is in the air, divided into two sections.

The rain of blood was scattered everywhere.

"Flying Immortals ...... Out of the Sky"

"Overwhelmed ......"

Su Ningan looked at the blood rain in the sky and snorted coldly.

"Hmm!"

The desolate horn sounded, followed by the rhythmic sound of the snare drum, accompanied by the sound of the drum, the armor army in Suningan's field of vision moved, and walked towards the city, all the creatures that were still active before the military formation were killed!

There are sharp men wandering ahead, clearing the field.

Even if the young and strong, the old and the weak, the women and children who were coerced and came over, even if they threw sacks full of sand and stones into the trenches according to the regulations and completed their tasks, at this time, if they could not escape and did not leave the battlefield, they would also be beheaded by those sharp soldiers.

However, it was a very long way to bypass the army formation and retreat to the rear.

The young and strong are okay, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled really don't have the strength to walk such a long way in such a short time, so they can only sit on the ground and wait quietly for the butcher's knife to fall.

A blood rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover!

Originally, Su Ningan thought that he was a human being in two lives, and he had seen many things very lightly, which could be described as decisive and not easy to be controlled by emotions, but at this moment, he found out that he still had fourteen-year-old blood.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs!

The law of the jungle eats the strong, this is the way of heaven!

The problem is, he's not convinced!

Su Ningan rushed down the dirt slope with a knife, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the flying sword flew out of the eyebrow acupoint and rushed forward.

"Come to me!"

He shouted at the old and weak who were sitting still.

The sound overshadowed the snare drums, echoing through the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the battlefield.

The flying sword flew out, breaking through the blades blocked by the sharps, and the white light flashed, cutting off the heads of a small group of sharps, like mowing grass, just like their butcher's knives falling on the old and weak, they were also old and weak to Suningan.

"Those who still do it, die!"

Suningan shouted loudly.

However, if he really listened to his words, there were very few people who temporarily put down the butcher's knife, and those sharp soldiers still carried out the military orders in an orderly manner, slaughtering the old and weak who had nowhere to escape.

Suningan flew up like a big bird, and the speed was extremely fast.

He released the woman in red, Wanjun, plus the flying sword and himself, and the soldiers divided into three ways and killed those sharp soldiers.

Generally speaking, this kind of strong killing emotion, except for a small number of weirdness that likes to devour the killing aura, most of the weirdness will choose to avoid, and it is actually difficult for an evil like the woman in red Wanjun to display his strength.

However, the person who controls Wanjun is Su Ning'an, and he has all 720 acupuncture points in his body, and he is full of aura, which can not only drive Wanjun to survive on the battlefield, but also perform the art of killing and cursing.

Soon, those sharp soldiers who wandered in this radius and still carried out military orders were killed by Suningan, and those who survived were all those who put down their weapons and stopped killing.

The old and weak slowly gathered in the direction where Suningan was, they saw the hope of life, no matter how tired they were, they could accumulate the last strength to move forward, support each other, help each other, even if they couldn't escape in the end, they would die together.

Suningan slowly marched forward against the approaching military formation.

Looking down from a high place, one person is against thousands of troops, and it looks no different from a mantis arm as a car.

Even if you are a congenital strongman, it is difficult to survive when you fall into the military formation.

The innate strong also want to return to qi, saying that there is a Zhou Tian cycle, which can lead the aura of heaven and earth into the body, however, when fighting, the replenished aura is not worth the consumption, once the aura stored in the acupuncture is exhausted, it will be a dead end.

What's more, the divine sense will also be suppressed by the murderous aura of the military array.

In addition, there are not no masters in the military array, and most of them have hunting teams composed of four or five innate powerhouses.

Suningan also knows this.

He still rushed forward without hesitation.