"I'll go! Will I dig your ancestral grave or dig up your ancestral roots? Ji Mingyuan blurted out and scolded.

More than a dozen people are covered in bright spiritual patterns, radiant, spiritual power blooming, gorgeous and colorful, all kinds of forces are converging, ready to go, one by one murderous slaughter, if you don't know, you still think that you owe them millions of taels, looking for revenge.

Ji Mingyuan seemed to feel that his words were too rude, and said silently, "Sin! Sin!"

The movements in his hands did not stop, he loosened the chain, and threw Nangong Ye directly over unkindly, and ran away with his things!

"Bang !!"

A young man caught Nangong Ye, scattered all his energy, hugged Nangong Ye and shouted, "Ye, are you okay?"

Nangong Ye was electrocuted by Ji Mingyuan, and his beautiful long cyan hair stood upside down, and there was also the usual delicate and beautiful princess image, with no temperament at all, and it was as black as a mining stone!

"Chase, kill him!" the young man holding Nangong Ye roared angrily!

"Whoosh!!

The young man beside him was already ready to go, and when he finished speaking, everyone suddenly exploded, and they blasted out with murderous energy, cracking through the clouds, and the momentum was huge.

Ji Mingyuan had already run twenty zhang away, his speed was so fast and his movements were sensitive.

"Brother Ren, borrow!" Ji Mingyuan shouted, stepped forward and volleyed, stepped on the shoulder of a young man with his back to him, and jumped high!

"Woo Woo !!"

Three cold arrows, a sword qi bombarded, the speed was very fast, and it was in front of him in an instant, with a murderous awe-inspiring awe, it was completely a shot that put people to death, without mercy!

Ji Mingyuan's eyes flickered, and the iron chain several zhang long in his hand shook suddenly, and the thunder and lightning flashed on it, smashing heavily on those sneak attacks!

"Bell !!"

The cold arrow shattered, the sawdust splashed out, the broken arrow shot out, pierced the stone, and embedded in it, the sword qi was shattered, and the residual sword qi raged out, roaring in the sky!

Ji Mingyuan's eyes flickered, and he quickly took back the chain and ran!

"What kind of world is this? Like a gladiatorial arena! All of them are fighting at the end of their lives! Completely reckless, don't you worry about your own death?" Ji Mingyuan was puzzled!

None of these enchantments are afraid to hide far away, and even if they are afraid, they will shout to give themselves courage and kill them!

Those who are afraid of death are dead?

Ji Mingyuan didn't know, and asked with a confused expression, "Fighting nation, only those who survive are qualified to go out?"

He had heard some ancient legends, some cruel families or some mysterious forces, they would select a large number of people to put in one place, let them fight, fight, fight to the death, and the last one who wins has the right to live!

Perhaps the person who sat with you on the ground last night and talked about the great principles of life will directly stab you in the back, slash you with a sword, and shatter your heart with a palm while you are not paying attention, despicable, sinister, cunning, terrifying, bloody and cruel, and inhumane, either you will kill everyone, or you will be killed, and in the end there will only be one person left! He survived by stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and that person is the most ruthless and the strongest!

This is a method that only some extremely cruel families use, but I have to admit that this inhumane method can indeed train terrible people! How can a person who tramples on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with stumps and broken arms, be weak?

There was once a group of killers, with this cruel training method, trained such a genius killer, ruthless, originally a high-spirited age, but with endless murderous aura, slaughtered a huge city, men, women and children were not spared, corpses were all over the field, blood stained high walls. When the last people arrived, it had already become a dead city, and there was not a single living person, all of them were dead, and the methods were extremely cruel.

The most terrible thing is that some families capture all children, and it is a nightmare to let children fight, and the final result is often miserable, and the child who wins in the end is often indifferent and has become a murderous weapon.

"No! It doesn't seem to be so cruel!" Ji Mingyuan wondered, looking around.

There are indeed some severed limbs on the ground, but there are not many, and they have just fallen, and the blood stains have not dried up, so I don't want to be that kind of ancient training method.

"Is it just the beginning?" Ji Mingyuan was puzzled.

Feeling the mighty formation of the galloping horses behind him, Ji Mingyuan turned his head suddenly, and instantly couldn't help but scold, "It's too much!

More than a dozen teenagers did not hesitate to pay any price, their spiritual power bloomed, the light was shining, and the spiritual patterns in their hands and weapons were even more fierce, ready to attack, as long as they reached the right distance, they would be bombarded immediately!

The other party did not speak, but responded to Ji Mingyuan with a flying sword shining with purple light, the spirit pattern on it was shining, and it unscrupulously released its power, the purple lightning shone, piercing the sky, menacing, and wanted to pierce Ji Mingyuan!

"Weapons? Who doesn't?" Ji Mingyuan scolded, and threw out a long sword to pierce it with his backhand!

"A broken sword is trying to stop me?" The young man who threw the flying sword looked at it as if he was a piece of, and snorted coldly!

The flying sword that Ji Mingyuan threw was just an unpretentious ordinary sword, not even a spirit sword! It was just made of mortal iron, but it was just a little sharper, but in front of his flying sword, it was like broken copper and iron!

The spirit sword is forged by sword cultivators looking for some special materials, and then cultivating and nurturing with heavenly and earthly treasures, refining them with their own spiritual power, and finally making it more and more tenacious, sharpening iron like clay!

Of course, there are also masters who use Fan Iron to refine, but they have the ability to make their swords stronger, and some masters don't even need swords, a grass, a wicker can be used as a sword, it is still indestructible, extremely powerful! The most important thing is to become stronger.

What Ji Mingyuan threw over was just a sword forged from ordinary materials, and there was nothing to be gained at all!

Sure enough, the sword that Ji Mingyuan let was stabbed by the young man's purple sword, and it was broken in an instant!

"Oh, waste!" the young man sneered! It was completely expected, but suddenly he felt a chill inexplicably, and shivered all over.

Ji Mingyuan had already stopped, his big eyes shining like copper bells when he turned his head, and he was very happy when he looked at the flying sword that was blasting towards him!

"Thank you, Brother Ren, for sending the sword!" Ji Mingyuan laughed!

With a wave of the robe, a bunch of streamers flew out and blasted towards more than ten people!

"What?" More than a dozen people were shocked!

Dozens of weapons flew in and smashed at them overwhelmingly, and there were many styles and styles.

Knives, spears, swords, spears, hammers, axes, changge, long knives, meteor hammers, maces......

"Your uncle!" someone scolded, so scared that he ran away!

Although the weapon thrown by Ji Mingyuan did not have a spirit pattern attached to it, it was very fast and powerful, and it was in front of him in an instant!

All kinds of lights shone brightly, and one by one they set up defenses, and hurriedly defended, they were caught off guard!

"Fuck it, can you still play like that? Can't you afford it?" A young man scolded and said! A white shield was erected in front of him, like a formation pattern, and the light pattern was slowly turning, exuding an ancient aura!

Who threw dozens of weapons as soon as they came up? It was simply mad and unreasonable! If each person had no more than six weapons normally, it would be a bit of a waste if there were more! Who carried so many weapons like Ji Mingyuan?

In fact, Ji Mingyuan had been carrying those looted weapons, thinking that he could sell them in the next city, and then he could get a lot of wealth! Among them, there were the weapons of the mountain barbarians, the weapons of the young and handsome men of the scattered cultivators and various families, and the weapons of the bandits of the Blood Cloud Gang! There were countless strange shapes of all kinds of weapons, and they were even more inexhaustible, Ji Mingyuan waved his big hand and heroically threw out dozens of weapons to stop them from moving forward!

One of them didn't know whether it was the main attack and killing, and he didn't have defensive armor and defensive spells or didn't react, and he was smashed by a sledgehammer and flew out several feet away!

"Zhentian pattern!Thunder light pattern!" Ji Mingyuan said, raising his hand to draw two spiritual patterns in the void, appearing in the void!

"Weng !!"

Ji Mingyuan slammed his palm on the purple sword with purple lightning, blue thunder and purple thunder and lightning intertwined, raging, like two snakes entwined together, tearing and biting, extremely intense, thunder shining!

"Stop me!" Ji Mingyuan shouted, and suddenly slammed his palm out!

"Bang !!"

The purple sword shattered, and the debris flew away! The thunder and lightning dissipated! The broken sword fell to the ground!

"Ahhh!!h

"Ahhh!!h

Looking at the shattered purple sword on the ground, Ji Mingyuan was at a loss, his hands were in the air, and he couldn't do it!

Why did it break off? What about the said good peerless sword? Why did it break? Ji Mingyuan was dripping blood in his heart! I wanted to throw out dozens of useless weapons in exchange for this extremely sharp spirit sword, who knew that this sword was so vulnerable that it was actually broken, Ji Mingyuan felt aggrieved in his heart, and scolded, "It's a big loss!"

The weapon was thrown out, and the sword was broken!

"Aha...... Silly boy, how can my Zhentian pattern be able to compete with this kind of broken sword?" Looking at Ji Mingyuan, who looked distressed in the golden whirlpool, the old drunkard laughed and said! The Zhentian pattern used by Ji Mingyuan was created by him!

The old drunkard watched Ji Mingyuan grow up, so he didn't know what he was thinking? He just wanted to use his "Zhentian Pattern" to block the purple sword, and then take the sword and leave! Who would have wanted to break the sword? Seeing this, the old drunkard laughed.

Ji Mingyuan was so angry that he picked up his fist and smashed it forward!

"Pay me for the sword!" Ji Mingyuan couldn't help but scold!

Everyone was awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they were a little overwhelmed when they watched Ji Mingyuan's menacing killing, who was chasing and killing whom?

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