The moment he picked up the Doom Sword, Lei Xiao felt a surge of killing intent in his heart, and before he had time to think too much, Wang Yougong's palm wind had already pressed up.

didn't care too much, Lei Xiao subconsciously wanted to raise his left hand, but a sharp pain in his shoulder blades came, and he suddenly lost his strength.

"Bang!" Wang Yougong slapped Lei Xiao's chest with a palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, spilling pieces of blood.

The wide sword body of the Doom Sword was sprinkled with a little blood, and without noticing, the blood-colored lines on the sword body flashed, and the blood stains disappeared.

Lei Xiao, who had eaten a hard palm, wiped his mouth and stood up with his body supported by the Doom Sword.

"Lei Xiao, you are really righteous enough, this kid is already like this, you have to stay here!" Wang Yougong said.

"Wang Yougong, I, Lei Xiao, am fighting to die today, and I want to block you, if you want to move him, step over the old man's corpse!"

Wang Yougong saw Lei Xiao coming with a sword, and sneered, "I broke a hand, how do you use the prisoner dragon bone crushing hand, today is a foregone conclusion, since you don't escape, you will stay here forever!", the strange steps under his feet stepped out, and Wang Yougong, who wanted to fight quickly, no longer had reservations, and the "Big Dream Heart Method" was used, and he pounced between the movements of his body.

Lei Xiao's pupils shrank, and a sword stabbed out, he never thought that Wang Yougong would easily flash, seeing a sword piercing the air, Lei Xiao secretly screamed that it was not good, and the sword of Doom was placed in front of him, and he wanted to block it.

Wang Yougong's figure was strange and unpredictable, and a quick dodge was to find Lei Xiao's flaw, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and a palm hit again, this time directly taking Lei Xiao's injured left hand.

Lei Xiao, who was weak in his left hand, had to turn sideways with all his might, hoping to dodge Wang Yougong's blow.

Wang Yougong really threw a palm into the air, but he didn't stop it, he shook his body and spun, and threw a whip leg, which smashed directly on Lei Xiao's left shoulder.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood sprayed on the Doom Sword again, and Lei Xiao was smashed by this kick and fell directly to his knees.

"Lei Xiao, it's too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now!hahahaha!" Wang Yougong succeeded in his blow, his eyes were full of pride, and now Lei Xiao fell to the ground on his knees after receiving a kick from himself, his head drooping downward, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth, dripping on the sword that fell to the ground.

The blood-colored lines of the Doom Sword gradually became clear, Wang Yougong saw it in his eyes, remembered the legend of this magic sword, and did not dare to slack off at the moment, walked to the kneeling Lei Xiao, and saw that he was still hanging his head and half dead, and he hit the head of the Lei Xiao with a knee hit.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Lei Xiao roared, but suddenly raised his seriously injured left hand, and pressed Wang Yougong's knee with his palm, Wang Yougong only felt a strong clamp on his leg, and his right hand quickly slapped at Lei Xiao Tianling Gai, and hit it with one palm, Lei Xiao spit blood from his mouth, and did not move, Wang Yougong felt the severe pain in his right leg, and he couldn't get out.

Unexpectedly, under the blood of Lei Xiao, he let go of the Doom Sword with his other hand, stretched out like lightning, and directly grabbed Wang Yougong's calf, Wang Yougong's legs were restrained, and he fell backwards.

"Huh!!" Lei Xiao spilled blood from his mouth and nose, shouted angrily, the internal force poured out, his hands suddenly exerted force, Wang Yougong screamed, and his legs were pinched and exploded!

The internal force was lost, the heavenly spirit cover had been shattered, and the thunder owl could no longer support it, and as soon as it was dark in front of him, he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Seeing that his legs were lost, Wang Yougong screamed, and the screams continued to echo in the dense forest.

"It seems to be Elder Wang's voice, did you hear it?" Not far away, the disciples of the Beggar Gang also heard Wang Yougong's incomparably terrifying screams.

"Over there! Hurry! keep up!" The five bags of disciples heard this voice, and they got goosebumps, and secretly said in their hearts that something was wrong, and they rushed in the direction of the sound with the people.

Severe pain in his legs, Wang Yougong almost fell into a coma, and at that moment he connected the five big points on his body, which was barely enough to stop the bleeding, endured the pain, and slowly sat up with both hands to support himself.

"Ah!! Lei Xiao!!" Wang Yougong only felt a sharp pain, and now when he sat up, he saw that the kneecap of his right leg was crushed raw, and the calf of his left leg was directly gone, and the huge pool of blood on the ground seemed to tell him that your calf was here.

Unexpectedly, Lei Xiao's left hand, which had been stabbed in a bloody hole, suddenly exerted force, and he was caught off guard, and Wang Yougong was full of remorse.

The blood trails slowly flowed towards the Doom Sword, and the blood-colored lines gradually became clear, and at this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and Wang Yougong looked nervous and looked up. Seeing that the figure of the beggar gang disciple suddenly came out of the bushes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thunder, Thunder Protector!Elder Wang!" The five bags of disciples gasped through the bushes, and the three people on the ground all knew whether they were alive or dead, there were fallen leaves and tree trunks everywhere, countless blood stains on the ground, a black sword was soaked in blood, Wang Yougong was leaning against the tree, bloodless, looking at himself.

"Wang ...... Elder Wang...... Are you okay?" the five bag disciples cried and crawled over, looking at Wang Yougong, whose lips were white, and his hands hung in the air for a while, not touching it, not touching it.

"Ahem, you can't die, you!Go see if he's dead, if he's not dead, kill him!" Wang Yougong coughed up a mouthful of blood and ordered to go down, Lei Xiao didn't know whether he was dead or alive, so he was on the way, and now let these five bags of disciples go to see, if he is not dead, he will make up for two knives, and the province will have many long nights.

"Yes!" said the five bag disciples, turning around.

"Wait!" Wang Yougong's voice sounded again.

"What else does Elder Wang command?"

Wang Yougong looked at the unconscious Li Chang'an, this person's martial arts are unfathomable, if he wakes up and recovers, he is afraid that everyone present will die, if he takes advantage of the current knife to kill, it will save trouble, but if so, the gold and silver treasures of the magic skills of the Sword Casting Villa will not be able to be set, and it is better not to kill.

Wang Yougong looked at his broken leg, as if he had been empowered, and immediately said, "That person, picked his tendons and hamstrings, tied them up and brought them back, this person has a great relationship, and he needs to be interrogated slowly."

"The subordinates understand, do the elders still have orders?" the five bags of disciples asked again.

"No, let's go!" Wang Yougong was impatient, waved his right hand and stopped speaking, closed his eyes and breathed.

The five bags of disciples stepped forward and looked at the thunder owl lying on the ground covered in blood, this was obviously a dead man, but Wang Yougong still let himself kill him.

Without thinking too much, the five bags of disciples saw a black sword at their feet, so they picked it up and wanted to kill it with a sword.

Slaughter...... Hatred...... Kill......

The moment the five bags of disciples picked up the Doom Sword, endless killing intent instantly poured into their minds, and for a while, they were so impacted by this killing intent that they stood motionless, and then a scene of slaughter emerged in their minds, and all the eyes of the five bags of disciples were blood-colored, and the blood-colored lines of the Doom Sword flashed, like breathing.

Seeing that he was motionless, the beggar disciple on the side walked up to him, "Hey......!"

As soon as the five bags of disciples raised their heads, they looked at him with blood-red eyes, and suddenly raised their cross-sword and slashed it down from top to bottom!

"Ahh

"Poof!" The Doom Sword came from top to bottom, and with one sword, it actually cut this disciple off the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and directly cut it into two pieces!

"Vomit~" "Ah~!!" The flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground, where had the beggar disciples seen such a scene, vomiting, panic one after another, and even worse, they sat directly on the ground, their crotch soaked, and they cried.

The blood-colored lines of the Cross Bow Sword flashed, and the eyes of the five bags of disciples were blood-red, and after cutting off the disciples with a sword, he slowly raised his head and squinted at the beggar disciples around him.

What kind of eyes were that, where the crimson eyes passed, some of the disciples passed out with their eyes white.

Under the constant shaking of his legs, his consciousness finally collapsed!

"Escape!" exclaimed, and the disciples who could still stand were scattered and fled.

At this moment, the five bags of disciples jumped and fell into the crowd of beggars with the sword of crossing, their hands dancing instantly, and as the blood mist exploded, the slaughter began.

The screams were accompanied by dancing hands in the blood void, sword after sword, the sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh, and the crisp sound of Qingfeng's bones splitting, and the beggar gang disciples were slaughtered almost in a few breaths.

As soon as Wang Yougong closed his eyes to breathe, he heard a scream, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the person holding the sword standing in the sea of corpses, covered in blood like a demon god descending from the sky.

"You...... You!"

Wang Yougong couldn't move, he was terrified, and when he saw that man's eyes, his liver and gall were broken!

The five bags of disciples licked their lips, and in their eyes, the crimson was even worse, the lines of the Doom Sword flickered, and the five bags of disciples exerted their legs, and a jump was falling from the sky, and the Doom Sword slashed directly at Wang Yougong!

His legs were broken, Wang Yougong couldn't avoid it, and when he saw the big sword coming, he immediately drained all his internal strength in an instant, and struck it out with one palm, which was already a fatal blow!

"Big Dream Heart", the beggar gang supreme mastery, set internal strength and martial arts moves in one, practice to Mahayana can take people's lives silently, only the previous gang leaders and the four elders can refer to, divided into two parts, the four elders can only practice the upper part, containing the internal strength of the heart and cloud butterfly step and the dream palm, that is, a set of body and a set of palms, now Wang Yougong evacuated the internal force, the dream palm is shot out.

"Bang!" The chest of the five bags of disciples was slapped hard by Wang Yougong's full force, and the entire chest completely collapsed, and he died of anger in the air, and flew straight out.

"Uh............" Wang Yougong, who was evacuated from his internal strength, felt a chill, and as soon as he lowered his head, he looked at the sword inserted into his chest, and a strong killing intent surged into his heart, and scenes appeared in his mind, a figure holding a big sword, slaughtering in the sea of corpses and blood.

Sleepiness struck, Wang Yougong's eyes darkened, and before his consciousness gradually dissipated, all kinds of things in this life emerged. If you tilt your head, you will lose your breath.