Along the way, Master Zhiwen overlooked the hellish Shura Blood Killing Field from the air!

The hideous faces, the cracked swords, and the torn remnants of the body inadvertently stimulated the mind of the Master of Wisdom deeply.

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A captive cavalry rode on horseback and rushed towards the two lonely Great Wei infantry not far away, with a bloodthirsty fierce light flashing in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were full of ~ pleasure extracted from torture and killing!

The war horse stepped past fiercely, and an infantry of the Great Wei Army was heartbroken, and the light rod that had already broken the head of the gun was so straight ~ straight ~ straight ~ stabbed up!

Before even screaming, the Great Wei infantry was immediately smashed to pieces, and the blood from the torn limbs burst into the face of another Great Wei infantry who had long been crippled and sat on the ground, the warm blood made him go crazy instantly, but before he could prop up his body, the fierce cavalry stepped over him, and the iron hooves kicked on the man's head, and the broken bones mixed with red and white things scattered on the ground, and the remnants of the broken bones also fell to the ground.

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On the other side, several cavalrymen with spears in their hands were fighting with the Great Wei cavalry, this Great Wei cavalry was quite brave, and more than ten wounds had been left on his body, but he still fought to the death! His face had deep wrinkles, and his sideburns had turned gray, and he was obviously an old pawn in the army!

With a look of determination on his face, he was shot in the waist again, and at the same time, he also sent the spear in his hand into the heart of a captive cavalryman on his right!

But the other cavalry were not spectators, at this moment, three or four spears stabbed ~ into the chest and abdomen of the old soldiers of the Great Wei Army, and one of them even twisted and pulled his wrist violently when he was stabbed, and immediately pulled out a long string of broken internal organs!

The old soldier of the Great Wei Army screamed miserably, and immediately fell off his horse, and was trampled into flesh on the spot, no longer human.

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The infantry battle arrays were broken through by the cavalry, and the cavalry troops were scattered and strangled, where the master of Zhiwen saw, it was the captives who ruthlessly harvested the lives of the soldiers of the Great Wei Army, although the Great Wei Army also counterattacked, but they were all weak ~ weak!

From early morning to late afternoon, everyone was exhausted, but the superiority of the captives in numbers was now becoming more and more apparent. They still have strength to spare, and the Great Wei army can only shrink into a formation and resist stubbornly. But in this constant strangulation, it was only a matter of time before it perished.

Master Zhiwen is not a saint, and at this moment, he is also holding a raging fire in his heart! When he saw three or four cavalrymen cruelly wielding a butcher's knife at a young man of the Great Wei Army who was less than fifteen or sixteen years old, he finally broke out!

The Zhiwen master who fell from the sky swept with a palm, and the palm wind instantly overturned all the cavalry cavalry that rushed up around him! But the Zhiwen master had mercy and did not kill the killer, but these captives became more and more arrogant! Not only did they not retreat, but more and more people shouted to surround and kill! For a while, even a master like the Zhiwen master was a little unable to show it!

You must know that Master Zhiwen doesn't want to kill people, so he keeps his hands everywhere, just trying his best to protect the young man behind him. But the captive soldiers are not like this, they are ruthless, their eyes are fierce, where do they care if the person is a monk or not, they just blindly want to divide the body of Master Zhiwen with a knife!

Under the elimination of the other's strengths, the master of wisdom finally failed. When he turned around, what he saw was the young man who had been chopped by the knife, and the bright blades embedded in the young man's body were as if they were inserted into his own body, which made Master Zhiwen's heart suddenly gush ~ endless sorrow!

The blood-stained robe flew beside him, I don't know who gave it, but at this moment, the death of the young man seemed to have activated the deepest shackles in the heart of the master of wisdom, and a certain memory that had been sealed in his heart for a long time was suddenly opened!

The endless wind that was set off instantly burst out of the surrounding warriors, emptying the surrounding battlefield in an instant!

He could finally see the young man clearly, with a delicate face, innocence and childishness still retained between his eyebrows, and his thin cheeks were slanted open by a steel knife, revealing the white bones inside. The whole body has been shattered, and there is no longer any life.

The corners of Master Zhiwen's eyes were moist~ moist, he took off the robe on his shoulders and gently draped it on the young man's body, and the compassion on his face could be moved even by a murderer with a heart like iron

But unfortunately, at this moment, Master Zhiwen is facing a group of emotionless Shura demons who have come out of hell!

The surrounding captured warriors did not retreat at all because of the outburst of the Zhiwen Master, their hearts were already filled with killing, and now they are just killing machines, only brutally harvesting lives, without emotion, without consciousness, endless evil qi fills the battlefield, like a big hand behind them pushing their killing intent, urging them to become a Shura in the personal world!

"Amitabha, the old man is about to break the vows. ”

Put your hands together and chant the Buddha's name. Master Zhiwen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, unaware of the countless captive warriors who rushed towards him around him. But the breath on his body at the moment is like a sea, and it can't be guessed, if there is a master of the powerful realm here, he will definitely be able to see the strangeness of the breath on the master of wisdom, after this breath, what is brewing is enough to calm the mountains and break the sea!

Master Zhiwen stepped out and walked towards the depths of the battlefield, and as he stepped down, the warriors who rushed up around him, whether they were infantry or cavalry, were all swept backwards by a majestic wave of qi, without exception!

Wherever Master Zhiwen passed, no one could enter within ten zhang of him, as if a path had been forcibly opened up in the middle of the battlefield! Master Zhiwen just moved forward indifferently, disintegrating and shattering all obstacles in front of him!

Maybe if you completely suppress the captive master named the Mountain Elder, you can end this Shura catastrophe.

The ghost king of the Infernal Hell, the old man is here!

====The dividing line of subduing demons ====

The long wind is howling, and the yellow sand is rolling.

The blood-stained robe hunted in the wind, exuding a spiritual glow above the palm of Zhiwen's palm, a mystical seal that would make people indulge in it at any glance.

Zhiwen didn't pay attention to the mountain elder who was lying on his chest with the double-edged battle axe lying on his chest not far away, but took the lead in turning his head and looking at Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian, who were sitting cross-legged and exuding the power of extreme cold.

Ling Feixian didn't speak, but at this moment, her face was very bad, so pale that there was no blood, and the meridians that had only just regained their vitality suddenly withered after Duan Yifei unlocked the Holy Body Resonance, and the whole person suddenly fell into a state of ignorant and unconscious suspended animation! At this moment, Duan Yifei was sitting down again to cut open and heal his wounds, but he couldn't enter the previous Holy Body Resonance State for a long time. Looking at this more and more withered Ling Feixian, he was anxious!

After forcing the mountain elder to retreat, the spiritual sense in Zhiwen's heart that seemed to be cut through the flesh and cut out his heart suddenly weakened to the extreme, although there was still a little residue, but it was no longer harmless.

Is the source of spiritual consciousness these two donors?

Master Zhiwen looked at Ling Feixian's condition and immediately came to his aid. The right hand is pushed forward flat, the palm of the hand is pinched outwards to apply the dreadnought seal, and the left finger is pointed to the ground, pinching the magic seal. The two seals complemented each other, and a wisp of agile aura floated out from Master Zhiwen's body, wrapping around Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian's sides, wrapping the two of them like silk, soaking in a little spiritual light~ moistening their bodies, repairing the injuries of the two of them little by little, and actually allowing the two of them to re-enter the resonance state of water and milk~ blending!

This method is really superb, almost Shinto. Duan Yifei showed an expression of disbelief. And the mountain elders in the distance, as masters at the peak of artistic conception, understand even more what kind of shocking power this means represents!

The axe body shook, and a thin layer of smoke and dust was lifted from the feet of the mountain elders, which was not like the momentum of the mountains and seas before, but a more delicate method of using true qi.

"Who are you, thief, and why do you want to harm my good deeds!"

"Amitabha, the old man has heard of it. My Buddha is merciful, I don't want to see the lives here ruined, Your Excellency is too murderous, and I have no choice but to take action. ”

"Nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

The mountain elders are not afraid at all. The battle axe in his hand swept across, not setting off the slightest bit of wind and dust, but on the blade of the axe, Ling Ran condensed a fierce aura, and the power was doubled compared to before! The bulging~ iron cast muscles contracted at this moment, but the surface of the skin began to flash a metal-like oil luster, and a faint sense of coercion shrouded Master Zhiwen, like a fierce beast that opened the gates, ready to fight!

This is obviously the peak state of the mountain elders, the methods that fought with Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian before are simply inferior to the mountain elders at this moment, if the mountain elders used this state to fight with Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian before, I'm afraid the two of them won't be able to hold out even ten rounds!