The young cultivator didn't answer, and the blood flowing from the ground instantly filled the young cultivator's thin and pale face with a demonic brilliance.

He leaned down and took a deep breath greedily.

Such a gesture gave people the feeling that the next moment he was going to devour the blood on the ground.

A chill suddenly arose in the bodies of the more than ten Tie Ce Army sergeants who were closest to this cultivator.

The young cultivator didn't pay attention to these Tie Ce Army sergeants, of course he didn't want to suck the blood, he was just obsessed with the taste of vitality in this fresh blood.

The battlefield where too many cultivators exist is too easy for him to become the target of public criticism, and now in the dark night, such a battlefield where only one or two low-level cultivators exist and horse thieves exist is a safe enough paradise for him.

Streams of True Yuan flowed from his fingertips and landed on the corpses of several horse thieves closest to him.

According to his past experience, even if these people were not cultivators, the lost vitality in their bodies would always allow him to absorb the thin usable vitality and also allow him to condense into a few yellow buds in his body.

There are very few, but after all, it is a clearly visible sense of power enhancement, and it is still many times faster than the ordinary True Yuan Exercise Breath and Condensation Yellow Buds.

Even if it's just a few wisps of true elements, the pleasure brought by such simplicity and speed is extraordinarily strong.

Several alarms sounded.

These Tiece sergeants were not cultivators, so they naturally couldn't sense the smell of the True Yuan flowing, but the strange posture of this young cultivator still made them feel bad.

The young cultivator shook his head, "This is my hunting ground, what's the point of struggling in vain. ”

Sergeants of the Tiece Army, who were closer to him, seemed to hear him say this, but at the same time, they felt a slight chill in their throats.

As they subconsciously looked down, they saw blood spurting from their throats.

The massive and rapid blood loss caused them to lose consciousness and fall to the ground before they were able to make any unnecessary movements.

Countless loud shouts rang out at the same time.

Dozens of Tiece Army sergeants approached the young cultivator.

Arrows, throwing nets, and hidden weapons with a fishy smell all fell on the young cultivator.

The young cultivator was a little more solemn.

He didn't know much about the Tiece Army, and in the darkness he just thought that it was a very ordinary local army, but at this time he noticed that this army was very different from the ordinary local army.

At least after seeing him kill more than a dozen people with flying swords in an instant, these soldiers still dared to rush for their lives, and there were also many unique weapons to deal with cultivators.

It's a pity that without the containment of cultivators, these sergeants are still too weak in his opinion, not to mention that there are a large number of horse thieves who are desperately breaking through and struggling to the death.

His left hand waved out.

A mass of force that was too strong for these sergeants exploded, instantly shaking away the three sergeants of the Tiece Army who were rushing towards him, and at the same time lifting a throwing net covering his body as well.

His flying sword flew back steadily.

It was a pale blue flying sword, like the color of the sky in its purest purity.

The flying sword scurried through the air, wrapping up all the other nets that might limit his movements.

The pale blue flying sword wrapped around these throwing nets, which looked extremely heavy, but the speed of the flight did not slow down much.

When the eyes of all the horse thieves and the sergeant of the Tie Ce Army were attracted by this deadly flying sword, the young cultivator had already begun to walk.

Fearful of this army, he chose the safest method of warfare.

He headed towards the place where there were more horse thieves.

With the barrier of these horse thieves who did not dare to be his enemy at all and fled in chaos, those iron armies could not form an effective encirclement at all.

The young cultivator casually picked up an ordinary iron sword dropped by the horse thief.

He casually stabbed anyone around him who could reach him, whether it was a horse thief or a sergeant of the Iron Ce Army.

His strength and speed are too fast, and his swordsmanship is not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators, and there are people falling everywhere in the sword light, and in just a few breaths, dozens of people fall around him.

In the darkness of the night, the face of a general of the Tiece Army turned extremely pale.

He was sure that this cultivator of unknown origin was so far away from the cultivator level that they could deal with, and even on the battlefield, the only order he could give was to evacuate as soon as possible.

However, just as he raised his hand and was about to give a military order, there was a thunderclap above his head.

The flying sword, which had many throwing nets entangled, fell.

The flying sword dodged a slash from a Sergeant of the Iron Ce Army beside him, and then struck him in the back of the head.

It seemed that it was just a light touch, but in the next moment, the head of the Tie Ce Army general burst open like a ripe watermelon.

"Kill!"

A roar of rage rang out.

Completely ignoring the threat of the horse thieves around them, dozens of Tiece Army sergeants rushed towards the young cultivator like mad tigers.

This momentum even caused those horse thieves who were originally entangled with them to avoid them, and they didn't even dare to take the time to slash them.

"There are not even cultivators in the Destiny Palace Realm, what's the point of struggling?"

The young cultivator shook his head and smiled, and the flying sword that had just killed the general of the Tie Ce Army flew into the air, and it was rapidly falling.

He didn't control the flying sword anymore.

However, at this time, the soft ground around his body, which had been completely soaked with blood, made a hot hissing sound, and many arches appeared on the ground, like many thick tree roots rushing through quickly.

This is the true essence of the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm.

The swiftly swam True Yuan caused many slender bumps in the ground around him, and then became extremely hard under the power of the True Yuan.

The sound of puff puff was accompanied by irrepressible screams.

The feet of these dozens of Tiece Army sergeants were instantly pierced, their flesh and blood blurred, and then they fell to the ground.

They were the same as the wounded who had already fallen to the ground, and then their bodies were pierced by these spikes in an instant.

The flying sword fell and landed in front of the young cultivator.

Under the gaze of this young cultivator, the flying sword, which had been exhausted from the ground, suddenly flew up from the ground, and while hanging in front of him, it violently vibrated and scattered the several tightly wound wire throwing nets.

The young cultivator reached out and forcibly tore some of the wires.

With a snort, the flying sword came out of the trap and began to fly violently.

"Let's go!"

"Run!"

Several sharp shouts rang out.

At this time, the bright flame in the reeds by the river will be extinguished, and it will return to the riverside wilderness shrouded in night, and the sound of flying swords cutting flesh and blood will continue to sound.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the flying sword flying through the air finally disappeared, and all the screams and desperate cries also disappeared completely.

Among the corpses that covered the riverside, the young cultivator put away his smooth flying sword.

This young cultivator's True Yuan was very depleted, and his face was all unusually bright red, but his face was full of satisfaction, and he didn't stop at all, the True Yuan in his body continued to flow out of his fingertips, and landed on the corpses of these horse thieves and Tiece Army sergeants, and began his feast.

......

I don't know how long later, the downstream of this river, the dark river sounded a strange sound of water.

A sergeant of the Iron Ce Army, holding a piece of dead wood, stood up from the grass by the river.

The sergeant of the Tiece Army was drenched, and he didn't know whether it was water or tears on his face.

He bit his lip and looked at the killing field, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He didn't know if there were any other of his colleagues who would be able to escape and survive.

It's just that the moment he jumped into the river, all he thought about was that he must live, he must live to tell others what the person who killed so many of his brothers was like, and what kind of flying sword he used.