Xuanwu didn't think that he was more resistant to cutting than this Xuantie Treasure Knife, which was known for its hardness, if this knife was really cut off, then he below would not be able to escape the fate of being cut in two.

Fortunately, Li Wenshuo's sword strength has been exhausted, and with one turn, he forced the two people behind him with a sword.

There were three or five masters of the Grandmaster realm who were armed with various weapons and rushed up, one person and one move, and fought with Li Wenshuo.

Before, they were all complacent, looking like Lao Tzu was the second in the world, who dared to be the first, but once they handed over, their faces became more and more gloomy.

For no other reason, when Li Wenshuo was fighting with them, he could still find time to kill the person who crossed the line with a sword and a sword, although they had the intention to stop it, but it was of little use.

When they fought with Li Wenshuo, although the long sword was still powerful and more than capable of advancing and retreating, once they made a move to stop him from killing, the sword qi on the sword instantly became extremely transcendent, making them have to withdraw their excess thoughts and concentrate on it.

The consequence of this is that on Li Wenshuo's long sword, blood is constantly flowing down, and it never stops for a moment.

All the people who crossed that line were killed by his sword, just like the sword that cut off Ye Shenglan's right hand, some of them passed through the chest, some smashed the internal organs, and some even split people in two with a single sword, without a trace of beauty.

Because he didn't want to practice swordsmanship now, he wanted to kill people now, and kill as many people as he could while he could still wield his sword.

Except for those martial arts masters, the rest of the people who crossed the line were really as he said before, and none of them were alive.

It wasn't until dozens of people died, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the dry soil was soaked with blood.

It was a woman, not much special, just the sword attendant of an elder in a sect near Fenghua Prefecture, and her realm was worthy of Xianfeng.

At this moment, the elder was fighting fiercely with Li Wenshuo above, she was also very resentful, regardless of the sea of corpses and blood in front of her, she walked up with a sword, even if she died here, she was willing.

Ever since she joined the Martial Arts Alliance and saw the alliance leader surnamed Chu, she felt that she had fallen.

Chu He just asked them to kill the woman in this mountain, obviously they had never seen it, but she hated this woman she had never seen before, like an immortal enemy.

Chu He said that all those who died for the Martial Arts Alliance would always live in his heart and be his dearest relatives.

She stabbed the sword with the intention of death.

But she didn't die.

Her lower abdomen was hit, and there was the position of the dantian, feeling the emptiness in her body, and the leaking true qi, she was stunned.

Li Wenshuo didn't kill her, but abolished her skills and sealed her body, and now she is not even as good as an ordinary woman except for a few soft hand skills.

In this way, how to do things for Chu He?

How to make Chu He look at her?

Thinking so, she fell to the ground as soon as her legs went limp, surrounded by companions who bypassed her and continued to rush to her death.

She suddenly roared and said to Li Wenshuo: "Why, why don't you kill me!"

The killing continued, Li Wenshuo didn't answer her, he didn't have this kung fu, he didn't even hear what the woman said, and the piercing scream was drowned out in the clash of swords.

As for why he didn't kill this woman, others don't know, but he himself is very clear.

When he killed the Lady of Hundred Flowers in Yehua City, he swore that there would be no more female souls under the sword in this life.

What seemed to be righteous indignation at the beginning, he never forgot it for a moment.

......

Giving birth to a child is a very hard thing, Luo Jiuyi thinks so now.

Wang Po took basins of hot water from outside the door, took one white towel after another, tired and sweaty, panting, as if she was the one who gave birth.

And Luo Jiuyi, who was lying on the bed on the side and just frowned, was just a woman watching the excitement.

As she herself said, she has delivered more than 200 children, and she is one of the best midwives in this 100-mile radius.

But she has never been so tired, she has to do everything by herself, and she doesn't even have a helper, especially since this woman is still like no one, just frowning.

Looking at her, it was like the county lord was inspecting the people on his own territory, and everything was disgusted.

"How long will it take. ”

Luo Jiuyi asked very calmly, she was a little impatient, and suddenly felt that giving birth to a child was much more troublesome than practicing martial arts and killing people.

If she could, she wanted to replace Li Wenshuo, who was fighting on the hillside, and she would fight and let Li Wenshuo give birth to this child.

Wang Po was terrified, and hurriedly said: "Fairy Gu, you are using a little force, this morning, the amniotic water is broken, but the child has not come out yet." ”

The sun gradually rose.

Wang Po skillfully cut the umbilical cord with scissors, and when she handled it, she was carrying the feet of the slippery little thing, her head down, and she slapped her buttocks.

A large mouthful of filth came out of his mouth, and then a cry came from the hut, clear and powerful.

Wang Po held the child, carefully placed it next to Luo Jiuyi's pillow, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the fairy girl, you gave birth to a little fairy again." ”

Luo Jiuyi felt relieved, but she still frowned, her strength was almost exhausted, although she was very calm, but when she recalled the feeling she had just had, she still had palpitations.

She turned her head to look at her newborn daughter, her little face was red and wrinkled, and there was no trace of what she imagined a little girl to look like.

"It's ugly. ”

This is the first thing Luo Jiuyi said when he saw his daughter, and his brows that had just relaxed were wrinkled again, and the princess on the side also rolled her eyes when she heard this, and said in her heart Although you are a fairy-like character, but this newborn baby, not all of them look like this, what is the difference.

It is estimated that she felt that she was too tired, and Wang Po decided not to tell the 'fairy girl' about it, so that the other party would be distressed for a while.

The afternoon sun is still slanting, and the hillside is gilded with a layer of gold, and if it is in the past, with wildflowers and fallen leaves all over the ground, it is believed to be extremely beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

But today is different.

The corpse lay on the floor, and a large amount of blood seeped into the soft soil, leaving only a thick layer of pulp on the surface.

The original fallen leaves were shaken into pieces by the force of the agitation, and then new leaves fell, and in autumn, this thing was like catkins in spring, not cleaned by manpower.

Maybe it was an illusion, because the sound couldn't travel so far at all, the killer demon king Li Wenshuo felt that he heard a baby's cry, and then he wanted to listen carefully, but he couldn't hear it.

"Hahahaha......"

Li Wenshuo's white clothes turned into blood at this time, and he was still standing a few feet away from the line, but the corpses were not all outside the line, and several people had already rushed to his feet.

But there is no doubt that except for those few Grandmaster Realm masters who still have the strength to fight, all those who crossed that line are dead.

Throwing the head of Xuanwu in his hand to the ground, like a child's juju, he went down the hillside, and his bones kept rolling.

In the last move, Li Wenshuo forcibly let the two sword qi cut deep blood on his back, and finally cut off the opponent's head.

In the sunshine, Li Wenshuo, who was stained with blood, laughed inexplicably, dripping with joy, and his eyes swept over everyone, with an incomprehensible meaning.

But looking at Li Wenshuo, who seemed to be a demon, all the rest couldn't help but feel a chill rise in their hearts, as if they saw the devil in the abyss.

"I've killed a lot of people today, and I'm tired of killing, but if you insist on sending them to death, I think I'll be able to kill them for another afternoon. ”

Speaking of which, some people have already had the idea of retreating, and everyone looked at each other and was at a loss.

Li Wenshuo looked at this scene, sneered, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and thought that if he really kept attacking like this, he might not be able to hold it, but at this moment, let him breathe back, and kill for another afternoon, there should be no problem.