Fang Sheng couldn't believe it at all.

His own powerful Vajra palm obviously didn't leave his hand.

How could it be possible to heal him with a slap.

He decided that Lin Pingzhi was returning to the light and resisting stubbornly.

The corners of Lin Pingzhi's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Previously, two people fought nearly a thousand.

Killed eight hundred.

Now there are less than two hundred people left, although the martial arts are all superior.

But I am full.

Are you afraid that they are all injured?

"Want to die?" Lin Pingzhi shook the cold moon ghost knife in his hand.

A condensed sword qi shot towards Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng's eyes were shocked.

But at this time, how can he not be the end of the crossbow?

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Fang Sheng's mouth and flew out directly.

"Master Fang Sheng!"

The Tianmen Dao people and Lu Jinrong immediately helped Fang Sheng up.

Xue Muhua also hurriedly came over to check Fang Sheng's injuries.

With a solemn face, he took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Fang Sheng.

"Master Fang Sheng, you have been seriously injured, the pill is to suppress the sword qi in your body, and your injury will take a long time to recuperate. ”

Fang Sheng blinked.

He didn't dare to speak.

Because once you open your mouth, you will move your whole body.

His body would immediately be ravaged by Lin Pingzhi's violent sword qi.

This leads to a life.

Everyone looked at Lin Pingzhi in horror.

They didn't expect that Fang Sheng would really "beat" Lin Pingzhi with one palm.

And the strength is not weaker than at the beginning.

Among them, the strongest in fame and martial arts, Fang Sheng was seriously injured by a single blow.

Now, they don't know how to be good.

They all looked at Xue Muhua.

Xue Muhua is one of the organizers.

Although his martial arts are not very high.

But his status in the rivers and lakes is relatively transcendent.

When Yue Buqun and Fang Sheng, who had the highest martial arts, fell down one by one.

The only thing they can count on is Xue Muhua, the spiritual pillar.

Ding Mian's face was extremely ugly.

His Songshan faction was originally the head of the Wuyue Sword Alliance.

But at the hero conference in Juxianzhuang, he didn't show up a few times at all.

The scenery was all snatched away by Yue Buqun.

That's what makes him the most angry.

And he felt that Yue Buqun was likely to have learned the sword technique of warding off evil spirits.

Otherwise, the sword technique he used was very powerful, and it was not any of the Wuyue sword techniques.

I can't even see the shadow of the Wuyue Sword Technique.

Obviously, this is a different school of martial arts.

Although he saw it.

But the others didn't see it.

Coupled with this swordsmanship, Ding Mian had never seen it.

Even if he bites to death, Yue Buqun is a sword technique to ward off evil spirits.

As a hypocrite, if he quibbles a few words, no one will pay attention.

But what he was puzzled about was that Fang Sheng and Yue Buqun were both defeated and fell into a coma.

The Tianmen Dao people and Lu Jinrong around him didn't come to rely on themselves at this time.

Instead, he looked towards Xue Muhua?

In terms of reputation, Xue Muhua is higher.

But he Songshan sent Ding Mian not badly.

And among those present, he is the one with the highest martial arts.

But now, Ding Mian is not easy to say.

He could only look at Xue Muhua and asked with some dissatisfaction, "Divine Doctor Xue, what should I do now?"

Xue Muhua heard Ding Mian's question and hurriedly looked towards Lin Pingzhi.

Now he doesn't know what to do!

So many people died.

Those who are alive are basically injured.

There is also combat power, and only Ding Mian's martial arts are the highest.

If it goes on like this, it won't stop Lin Pingzhi and them at all.

"Well, get out of the way. "Xue Muhua is gone, and no more people are dying.

I had no choice but to back down.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi, and his eyes flashed with loss.

"Demon Respect Building, this time we lost, if you still want to kill people, just kill me, let them go, if you don't kill them, please leave. ”

Xue Muhua said slowly.

Now he has no choice.

Lin Pingzhi ignored Xue Muhua.

His eyes were still cold.

Carrying the Cold Moon Ghost Knife, he hugged Lian Qingshang.

He came to Qu Wuyi's face.

Except for Qu Wuyi, the other three alliance leaders were all ready to go.

They were afraid that Lin Pingzhi would suddenly attack.

Lin Pingzhi's gaze at Qu Wuyi softened.

"Thank you. He whispered.

Immediately afterwards, he withdrew the Cold Moon Ghost Knife and carried Ah Zhu again.

"You're welcome. Qu Wuyi also responded coldly.

Doubts and curiosity appeared in her heart.

What kind of person is he?

Why can every identity cause such a big sensation in the rivers and lakes as early as possible?

Why is his disguise technique so clever that he can't see any flaws?

Qu Wuyi's thoughts, Lin Pingzhi couldn't guess, and he didn't want to guess.

He looked at the three Yilin who had fainted on the ground, and an apology flashed in his eyes.

With their current identity, there is no way to recognize them.

Fortunately, only Qu Wuyi could see it in his gaze.

After carrying Ah Zhu on his back, Lin Pingzhi led Lian Qingshang step by step towards the door of Juxian Village.

Everyone looked at Lin Pingzhi's figure.

This man with a woman on his back and a woman on his back.

It will be a nightmare in their sleep.

On the ground, a pool of blood has already formed.

Every step that Lin Pingzhi took led Lian Qingshang took, he would stick some blood.

When he landed, the blood returned to the pool of blood.

Around him was a pile of corpses of heroes.

This scene, in the eyes of everyone, is like Shura hell.

The god of hell has just returned from hell.

No one dared to speak out, no one dared to stop it.

Lin Pingzhi used his actions to prove that he was an existence they couldn't provoke.

You Tanzhi, who was originally hiding behind Ding Mian, looked at Lin Pingzhi's back fiercely.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

He gritted his teeth, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

However, now Lin Pingzhi is leaving!

His mind was tormented.

If you don't repay this revenge, you won't be able to repay it in the future!

"Ahh

You Tanzhi roared angrily.

He snatched the iron sword from Ding Mian's hand.

Ding Mian was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect You Tanzhi to dare to go up and send him to death.

"Chonglou, I'm going to kill you!"

You Tanzhi roared angrily, and he rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Seeing this, Xue Muhua immediately wanted to stop it.

"You Xian's nephew, don't be impulsive! A gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for ten years!"

However, it did not work.

Because You Tanzhi is already very close to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi turned his head indifferently.

His eyes were on You Tanzhi.

You Tanzhi was stunned for a moment.

He was frightened by the killing intent in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

The iron sword, which was originally raised high, was also involuntarily put down.

A chill swept through his body.

Trembling, I can't stop for a moment.

At this time, You Tanzhi was like being in the hell of Shura.

A gleam flashed in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

His lips moved slightly.

No one heard what he said.

However, at this moment, You Tanzhi directly put the iron sword on his neck.

Xue Muhua was immediately shocked.

"You Xian's nephew, don't!"

He hurriedly rushed up to stop it.

But You Tanzhi directly stroked.

Blood, spurting from his neck.

When Xue Muhua arrived, You Tanzhi had already collapsed weakly.

"No!