"Khooth!"

Facing Zhuge Xiong who was roaring, Liu Xunyi hurriedly took out his sword to resist. The swords collided, and there was a deafening loud bang. Zhuge Xiong's sword pressure full of internal force was like a mountain, and he smashed Liu Xunyi and Luo Ningyu down the stairs and rolled from the sixth floor to the corridor on the fifth floor.

After stabilizing his body in embarrassment, because Liu Xunyi was holding the unconscious Luo Ningyu, he was unsteady for a while, and he couldn't help but stumble a few times. At the same time, dozens of swordsmen who had been killed to the front saw Liu Xunyi and the others, just like a vicious wolf saw a fat sheep, and swooped down with their knives.

In a hurry, Liu Xunyi twisted his waist and used his body to protect Luo Ningyu under him, and then flipped his right hand, carrying the Wuji Sword behind his back, and bowed down at the same time.

"Sonorous!"

In an instant, at least a dozen steel knives slashed down on the blade behind Liu Xunyi at the same time, and the brutal and huge force made Liu Xunyi's body sink down suddenly, and the Wuji Sword slammed into the back of his heart, spurting out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

But even so, Liu Xunyi still carried it hard and didn't let himself fall. didn't even let his body crush Luo Ningyu under him.

In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight more bloody cuts on Liu Xunyi's back, and before those swordsmen could change their moves, he suddenly grabbed Luo Ningyu and turned over, his body turned around in mid-air, and the Wuji Sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning like a spirit snake and dragon, accompanied by a miserable wail, when Liu Xunyi and Luo Ningyu landed again, the seven or eight swordsmen beside him had all been pierced through their hearts by sharp swords, and they were all corpses.

"Kill!"

Liu Xunyi, who had completely killed the red-eyed person, had long since lost sight of human life, and he let out a loud cry from his mouth, and the Wuji Sword swept out in front of itself. Suddenly, countless fierce and domineering sword qi rippled in the void, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, slashing back all the twenty or thirty swordsmen around him.

Luckily, he was swept by the sword qi to his arms and legs, and he failed to lose his life. And the unlucky one was directly cut off by the sharp sword qi and killed on the spot.

"It's ...... Zixia Sword Technique?"

Seeing this, Zhuge Xiongden was taken aback and exclaimed, "You actually know the Zixia Sword Technique of the Kunlun Sect?"

"I'll do more than you think!haha......"

At this moment, Liu Xunyi's murder is rising, and people are already crazy. He held Luo Ningyu in one hand, waved the Wuji Sword in the other, and walked downstairs with a cruel smile.

Along the way, Liu Xunyi only killed and couldn't prevent it, and let there be countless more knife wounds on his body, but he was unmoved, and he didn't even frown. The swordsmen he encountered along the way were all pointed at by his sword, or disemboweled, intestines flowed all over the ground, or blood sealed their throats, and their heads flew down.

Liu Xunyi shot mercilessly, and the blood-soaked corridors and stairs behind him were full of stumps and broken arms, and the ground was full of corpses in a terrible state of death. This scene is like hell on earth, how can it be described by a tragic sentence?

Liu Xunyi is like a hellish ghost, and like a god descending to earth. He was covered with wounds and bleeding, but he seemed to be unaware, but the more he killed, the more he fought, the more fierce he became, as if he didn't know pain, tiredness, life, or death.

A bloody battle lasted for nearly an hour, and Liu Xunyi was one person and one sword, and he fought his way out of the hands of the swordsman who followed him.

At this moment, there are less than fifty of the remaining swordsmen in Fengming Tower, and the rest are either tragically dead or seriously injured.

In the face of the murderous Liu Xunyi, none of the remaining people dared to make a bold move, all of them were trembling, their faces were full of horror, and they surrounded Liu Xunyi with knives, their eyes full of fear. They surrounded but did not kill, and no one dared to take another half step forward for a long time.

Obviously, these Golden Dao Sect disciples had been completely shocked by Liu Xunyi's murderous aura.

Unconsciously, Liu Xunyi had taken Luo Ningyu all the way from the seventh floor to the first floor.

Raise your eyes and look at the splendid Fengming Tower, which has become a blood city at this moment, walls, lanterns, tables and chairs, stairs, corridors, rooms, and even murals, all splashed with blood, and there are bloody flows such as broken arms and stumps, viscera and broken bones everywhere, miserable, terrifying, and unbearable to look at.

"What are you waiting for?" Zhuge Xiong angrily rushed to the first floor and shouted coldly at the group of disciples who were only submissive, "He is only one person, what are you afraid of him doing? Kill him quickly! If anyone dares to retreat, there will be no mercy!"

After that, Zhuge Xiong suddenly took out a knife and killed a trembling disciple beside him who kept retreating on the spot.

"Ahh

Under Zhuge Xiong's urging, one person finally couldn't bear the pressure and took the lead in making a move to Liu Xunyi. And when he roared and rushed to Liu Xunyi with a knife, Liu Xunyi suddenly turned his body, hooked his right arm, and clamped the man's neck in the crook of his arm, no matter how he struggled, Liu Xunyi's arm was like a steel and iron willow, not only did not let go of the slightest, but also tightened more and more, until the knife's hand turned pale, his eyes turned up, his mouth foamed, and his tongue spit out, and finally his body trembled, and there was no movement.

After Liu Xunyi strangled him to death, he slowly exhaled a breath, and when he let go of the corpse, his body couldn't help but sway backwards a few times. It was as if his physical strength had been exhausted, and he was now at the end of his crossbow.

"Come on!"

Liu Xunyi smiled and looked around at the swordsmen, raised the Wuji Sword high, and said provocatively: "If you are not afraid of death, go up together!"

The sudden roar scared everyone into tears, and many people suddenly felt that their legs and feet were weak, not to mention fighting again, even if it was a knife in their hands, they were afraid that they would not be able to hold it steadily.

I don't know if Liu Xunyi's roar has exhausted his strength, he only feels dizzy in his brain, and his eyes are blurred. Immediately after, the right arm holding the Wuji Sword high also drooped down involuntarily, the tip of the sword hung down on the ground with a "clang", and his feet staggered back and forth a few steps softly. Judging by its state, it seems that it is about to collapse and pass out.

At this time, although Liu Xunyi was unstable on his feet, he still tried his best and held Luo Ningyu to death. He has been silently warning himself in his heart: "You must not fall, if I fall down at this time, Ningyu will be doomed!"

"Liu Xunyi, look at the move!"

Zhuge Xiong saw the opportunity, and when Liu Xunyi was dizzy, he suddenly swung his knife up, and as soon as he made a move, he vowed to split Liu Xunyi in half.

"Whew!"

The sword wind whistled, and Liu Xunyi's intuition told him that danger was imminent.

Without waiting to think about it, Liu Xunyi suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and his chaotic consciousness instantly sobered up. He didn't even have time to see Zhuge Xiong's position clearly, and the strand of hair in front of him was already rolled up by the rushing knife wind.

Liu Xunyi held Luo Ningyu with his left hand, and plunged the Wuji Sword into the ground with his right hand. With the strength of one arm, his body suddenly crossed the air, and while staggering Zhuge Xiong's blade, his feet came out together, and he kicked on the chest of Zhuge Xiong, who was caught off guard.

Liu Xunyi took advantage of the situation to change his moves, and in the blink of an eye, he was already with his right foot on top and his left foot on the bottom, striking up and down, clamping Zhuge Xiong's head, and then his right arm turned suddenly, and his body that was in mid-air was immediately thrown away and spun, even with Zhuge Xiong's head, it was also turned over for several weeks.

In the end, Liu Xunyi, Luo Ningyu, and Zhuge Xiong fell to the ground at the same time.

The difference is that after Liu Xunyi landed, he quickly turned over with a harrier, and stood up again with Luo Ningyu in his arms. On the other hand, Zhuge Xiong was lying on the ground with his body facing down, but his head was facing the sky on his back at the moment, and the back of his head fell to the ground.

Such a strange scene made the surrounding Golden Dao Sect disciples retreat in fright, it turned out that Liu Xunyi's reversal somersault just now, with extremely fast speed and terrifying strength, Zhuge Xiong's head was twisted from his neck, and turned one hundred and eighty degrees, brutally twisting his neck bone and flesh, which formed an extremely terrifying scene at the moment.

Liu Xunyi struggled to pull out the Wuji Sword, and in his eyes, which were covered by blood and hair, two fierce rays of light like a beast suddenly shot out. He glanced around at the rest of the knife hands, and suddenly let out a roar full of murderous intent from his mouth, and the frightened thirty or forty people threw away the steel knives in their hands on the spot, and one by one they showed horror on their faces, and retreated back again and again.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing this, Liu Xunyi suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, the laughter was arrogant and uninhibited, and the arrogance soared into the sky, piercing through the nine skies.

When Liu Xunyi looked at Luo Ningyu sideways, he saw her snuggling tightly in her arms, sleeping soundly. What happened just now is undoubtedly a sea of swords and fires for Liu Xunyi, nine deaths and one life. But for Luo Ningyu, it may just be a thrilling and hearty dream.

In the end, under everyone's frightened and awe-inspiring gaze, Liu Xunyi gently hugged Luo Ningyu and slowly withdrew from Fengming Tower.

The Wuji Sword in Liu Xunyi's hand seemed to have been soaked in blood plasma, the whole body was blood red, and even the blood that had not dried up was flowing down the blade quietly, and finally condensed into a string of round blood droplets at the tip of the sword, which quietly fell into the white and flawless snow with the heavy snow, and together with the two lines of intermittent footprints, guiding them in the direction of leaving.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, inside the Fengming Tower, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river!

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, in Fengming Tower, one person and one sword, nine deaths and one life!

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, inside the Fengming Building, become famous with a hundred and a battle!

Tonight, Liu Xunyi single-handedly picked up the golden knife gate with a sword and killed Zhuge father and son.

After tonight, the lieutenant general of the rivers and lakes will have one less Luoyang Golden Daomen, and there will be one more legendary story of heroes saving beauty on snowy and moonlit nights.

Dragging his scarred body and holding on to his last breath, Liu Xunyi finally brought Luo Ningyu back to King Xian's mansion.

In front of the mansion, when he saw Luo Tianjin, Ling Xiaoxiao and others who looked in a hurry, rushing out of the mansion gate, the corners of Liu Xunyi's mouth suddenly showed a relieved smile.

But before his smile could fully bloom, a sense of weakness and exhaustion that was difficult to resist instantly swept through his body. Before he opened his mouth to resume his life, Liu Xunyi's eyes were already dark, his feet were soft, and he fell into the snow with Luo Ningyu.

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