"Kill him!"

Zhuge Xiong shouted the order, and the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect roared angrily and swung their knives towards Liu Xunyi.

Liu Xunyi was concerned about Luo Ningyu's safety, and had no time to show mercy to his subordinates, facing the many swordsmen who were swarming, his right hand shook suddenly, and the scabbard flew out, smashing it on the faces of the two oncoming swordsmen, smashing the two people to the ground in an instant, and blood flowed everywhere.

The Wuji sword came out of the sheath, and with a wave of his hand, it was a dazzling cold light, and the sword blade galloped past, bringing up a piece of blood light, Liu Xunyi swept a sword, and immediately disemboweled the four or five swordsmen in front of him.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Liu Xun's body moved at will, with a slight touch under his feet, he rose to the sky, and in a shadow of sword light and blood, his feet took a few steps on everyone's heads, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped out of the railing of the corridor on the second floor.

At the same time, dozens of knife men waiting in the corridor on the second floor pounced like crazy, and they slashed at Liu Xunyi mercilessly.

Liu Xunyi stabbed out with his sword, piercing the chests of three or five people. At the same time, more than a dozen steel knives also roared, Liu Xunyi could not avoid it, so he could only hold the fence tightly with his left hand, and his body flew out violently, hanging his body in the air.

In an instant, more than ten sharp steel knives slashed down on the fence, cutting the fence of the corridor on the second floor into a piece of smithereens. Liu Xunyi suddenly turned over, hanging upside down with a golden hook, his feet hooking the edge of the corridor on the third floor, and at the same time, he quickly swung his sword and fought with the dozens of swordsmen under him.

Liu Xunyi's head and feet were hanging upside down and fighting with the dense knife men in the corridor on the second floor. At this moment, under him, a mountain of sharp knives full of thorns has been formed, as long as he is careless, if he falls, he will be pierced into a hedgehog in an instant.

Suddenly, Liu Xunyi had a sharp pain in his left ankle, and then his left foot loosened, and one leg hung in the air in embarrassment.

Waiting for an opportunity to make a move in the chaos, Liu Xunyi grabbed the arm of a knife hand in the corridor on the third floor, and with a hard pull, he jumped up to the third floor with a flying belt. The knife hand, who had just been dragged by him, fell from the patio with a scream, and his brain burst when he landed, and his death was miserable, causing a scream.

The corridor was already very narrow, and there were at least thirty or forty swordsmen gathered around Liu Xunyi, so it was difficult for him to fully use his sword moves, so he could only use the sword as a knife, slashing left and right, slashing the swordsmen who kept coming up to the ground, and fought his way out of a bloody way, walking towards the stairs that were close at hand and far away at the end of the world.

This kind of fight is not at all like a contest between martial arts masters, but more like a fight on the battlefield. All unfathomable martial arts are not as pleasant and practical as killing with a sword.

At this time, Liu Xunyi's left foot was slashed horizontally, and the wound penetrated deep into the bones, but fortunately, it did not hurt the vital point, so he could barely endure the pain. Everywhere his left foot passed, there was a patch of red blood.

Fighting with people in such a crowded corridor, even a master like Liu Xunyi can hardly ensure that he is thorough. Therefore, when he frantically slashed and slashed the swordsmen who came before him, many shocking wounds were added to his chest, back, legs, and arms.

Blood soaked his robes and dripped to the ground. At this moment, he is like a blood gourd, and he can't tell which is his own blood and which is other people's blood.

"Stop him, stop him......"

Seeing Liu Xunyi like a hellish ghost, killing all the way without fear of life and death, Zhuge Wu in the corridor on the third floor suddenly panicked, and hurriedly beckoned the swordsmen who kept coming from downstairs and upstairs to rush towards Liu Xunyi, but he retreated bravely and kept dodging backwards in the crowd.

But Liu Xunyi had already stared at him, and after he took out his sword and pierced the throat of a swordsman, he suddenly accelerated, and even stumbled to the ground, taking advantage of the unpreparedness, rushing out of the encirclement, and stabbing Zhuge Wu with his sword.

Zhuge Wu was shocked, and hurriedly dragged the knife hand on the side to his side, but before the knife hand could wave the knife to resist, Liu Xunyi had already screamed, swung the sword and slashed it from top to bottom, and split the knife hand in half alive.

In an instant, blood gushed out mixed with brains and internal organs, and sprinkled on Zhuge Wu's body, making him stunned and screaming. Even though he was carrying a knife in his hand, Zhuge Wu couldn't raise the slightest bit of courage to compete with Liu Xunyi.

Between the lightning and flint, Liu Xunyi endured the severe pain, resisted several knives with his back, and shook the blade of the sword, and directly captured Zhuge Wu, who was like ashes, under the Wuji sword.

"If you dare to come closer, I'll cut off his head!"

Liu Xunyi strangled Zhuge Wu's arm with his left hand, and held the sword tightly against his throat with his right hand, his eyes glared around fiercely, and his hideous and ruthless voice made people shudder.

Looking at the paralyzed and godless Zhuge Wu, who was captured by Liu Xunyi under the sword, these disciples of the Golden Dao Sect inevitably had scruples, so they did not dare to move forward again, so they could only follow Liu Xunyi's slow retreat and press forward step by step.

Liu Xunyi held Zhuge Wu hostage, his body clinging to the fence, and quickly broke a way out in the crowded knife hand.

From the third floor to the fourth floor, the fifth floor, the sixth floor, and all the way to the seventh floor, he was cautious. And at this moment, there were more and more knife hands around him, and Zhuge Xiong personally stood in the first place with a knife, staring at Liu Xunyi with a bloody face.

"Liu Xunyi ......"

"Don't talk nonsense! If you dare to take another step forward, I will let you cut off your children and grandchildren!" Without waiting for Zhuge Xiong to speak, Liu Xunyi's sword edge tightened, and the sharp blade had shallow cut into Zhuge Wu's neck, and Zhuge Xiong, who was frightened, hurriedly ordered the disciples to stop.

At this moment, the first to third floors were already full of corpses, rivers of blood, Liu Xunyi came all the way, and was injured countless times, but he also killed at least seventy or eighty people.

At this moment, the Fengming Tower was as silent as death, and there was a disgusting smell of blood in the air.

The beautiful drinkers who wanted to see the excitement before, the six gods who had already been frightened had no owner, and they all looked for a place to take refuge, and even fainted by being scared alive.

Liu Xunyi held Zhuge Wu hostage, took a few steps back, and finally came to the side room where Wang Qingshu and Luo Ningyu were. Without hesitation, he kicked the door open, and then pushed Zhuge Wu towards Zhuge Xiong, and he flashed into the room with one arrow step.

At this moment, Wang Qingshu was pressing the sleepy Luo Ningyu on the table, and clumsily struggling to restrain Luo Ningyu's constantly struggling hands.

At this moment, Luo Ningyu's dress was messy, and her blouse had been torn by Wang Qingshu, looming a beautiful spring light that made men crazy, accompanied by the painful writhing of her delicate body, which stimulated Wang Qingshu's bestiality more and more.

The plum blossom father and daughter were knocked unconscious to the ground, motionless, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Seeing with his own eyes that Wang Qingshu wanted to do something wrong to Luo Ningyu, Liu Xunyi was furious, flew forward, and stabbed Wang Qingshu in the temple with a sword. Wang Qingshu was startled, and hurriedly waved his hand to resist, and the tip of the sword instantly penetrated Wang Qingshu's palm, and then it was horizontal, tearing out from between his middle finger and ring finger.

Liu Xunyi kicked hard, kicked Wang Qingshu's side ribs hard, kicked it out, slammed it into the wall, and smashed it to the ground.

Looking at his right hand, which had been cut in half and was blurred with flesh and blood, Wang Qingshu couldn't help but let out a heart-rending scream.

Liu Xunyi didn't have time to deal with Wang Qingshu, so he flew forward and pounced on the pale Luo Ningyu. But seeing Luo Ningyu's messy clothes, her snow-white skin was covered with blood and bruises.

"Ningyu ......" Liu Xunyi's voice trembled and looked at Luo Ningyu, his eyes were red, and he was at a loss, "I'm sorry, I'm late......"

Seeing Liu Xunyi, Luo Ning took a strong breath and finally relaxed. She reached out and touched Liu Xunyi's blood-drenched cheek, and a stubborn and weak smile appeared on her pale face, and she laughed at herself weakly: "It's not too late...... I thought it was ...... I can't wait for you......"

"Ningyu, I'll take you home!" Liu Xunyi endured the grief and indignation in his heart, and laughed softly at Luo Ningyu.

Luo Ningyu's half-opened and half-closed beautiful eyes looked at Liu Xunyi stupidly, her cold right hand gently stroked the scar on Liu Xunyi's chest, and asked softly, "You ...... yourself again Hurt ......"

With just this sentence, Liu Xunyi almost cried. He held Luo Ningyu's hand with his backhand, pursed his mouth, forced out a wry smile, and shook his head desperately, but even so, his tears still dripped down uncontrollably.

"I'll take you home......" Liu Xunyi choked up.

"Hmm......" Luo Ning bowed his head slightly weakly, and responded softly. But before the voice fell, she had exhausted her strength, tilted her head, and fainted.

Liu Xunyi turned over and took off his "blood robe", wrapped Luo Ningyu tightly with it, and then wrapped his left hand around Luo Ningyu's waist, letting his soft and boneless delicate body completely rely on his arms.

"Wang Qingshu!" Liu Xunyi waved his sword and pointed directly at Wang Qingshu, who was dead and alive, and gritted his teeth with hatred. He hated to pierce him in the head with a sword right now, but the last shred of sanity he had left told him that he couldn't.

If he doesn't kill him, Luo Tianjin will be able to ask Wang Xu Tongxing for his guilt. If you kill him, what is reasonable will become unreasonable.

"Liu Xunyi!"

At this moment, Zhuge Xiong had already led people to surround the door, his eyes were red and he glared at Liu Xunyi angrily, and the muscles of his whole body trembled violently, as if he was extremely angry.

"You killed my son!" Zhuge Xiong shouted angrily.

In fact, Zhuge Wu did not die under Liu Xunyi's sword, but was scared to death in the terrifying scene just now.

At this moment, Liu Xunyi doesn't care whether Zhuge Wu is dead or alive. He had only one purpose, which was to bring Luo Ningyu back to King Xian's Mansion safe and sound.

Liu Xunyi held Luo Ningyu in his left hand, and pointed at Zhuge Xiong with a sword in his right hand, his tone was gloomy and terrifying: "If you dare to stop me again, I will kill Wang Qingshu with one sword!"

At the mention of Wang Qingshu, Zhuge Xiong couldn't help but be stunned, he glanced at Wang Qingshu who was wailing in the room with complicated eyes, and then looked at Liu Xunyi, who was covered in blood. After hesitating for a long time, he made up his mind and waved his hand to signal the swordsmen to make way for Liu Xunyi and Luo Ningyu.

Liu Xunyi stared at Zhuge Xiong cautiously, hugged Luo Ningyu tightly, and slowly walked out.

Walking all the way from the wing room to the staircase, the surrounding knifemen all glared at him. After all, Liu Xunyi had just killed many of their fellow brothers.

Liu Xunyi put his arm around Luo Ningyu with one hand, and slowly descended from the stairs, except for his footsteps in Fengming Building, there was only Wang Qingshu's scream like a pig in the wing room on the seventh floor. Other than that, there was no movement.

"Ah!" Wang Qingshu's miserable scream suddenly became brutal, and he roared angrily, "Zhuge Xiong, what are you waiting for? Kill him for me! I will break his body into ten thousand pieces, crush his bones and scatter ashes!"

"But...... Miss Lo ......"

"That woman doesn't know how to lift, I'd rather die than obey, what's the use of staying?" Wang Qingshu's voice trembled and shouted, "Kill them together!"

"The ...... of King Nahoku"

"With my father supporting you, what are you afraid of? I have sent someone to the general's palace to transfer troops, and a large number of soldiers and horses will arrive later. If you don't kill him now, when the army comes, you wastes will have to be buried with him!"

was angrily reprimanded by Wang Qingshu, and Zhuge Xiong, who already had the hatred of killing his son, no longer hesitated. He shouted violently, jumped into the sky, jumped down from the corridor on the seventh floor, and without a moment's hesitation, he waved the golden knife in his hand and slashed at Liu Xunyi.

"Liu Xunyi, return my son's life!"

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