In the entire trading hall, probably only Li Hong of the Medicine King Gang knew best what these golden rays of light were, the people of the Nan family had demonstrated this spell in front of him, this was a defensive spell Vajra Cover, once it was cast, the sword and sword could not hurt the three immortal masters in the slightest. However, they are also only defensive. If you want to kill the masters of the nine gangs in front of you, you have to rely on other spells.

Li Hong was extremely excited, as long as he held on for a while, the three immortal masters would cast more spells and slaughter the high-level of the Nine Great Gangs. He shouted: "Tighten up the defense, my medicine king gang dominates the rivers and lakes of Pingzhou, and I will fight here!"

Under the protection circle of more than ten top masters of the Medicine King Gang, Nan Tianxiong, the patriarch of the Nan clan, pinched the spell with his hand, raised the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and began to cast another offensive spell with all his might.

"Wind Blade!"

Slowly spit out from Nan Tianxiong's mouth, a low and hoarse voice, along with the spell, was born of a majestic wind pressure that rose to the sky, like a hurricane when a rainstorm came, and the wind filled the entire hall.

When the high-ranking members of the Nine Gangs saw the terrifying power of this spell, they all looked at each other in shock, and their swords in their hands stopped moving forward.

In the midst of the raging winds, wind blades glowing with a pale red light began to appear around Nan Tianxiong.

One wind blade, two wind blades, seven wind blades.

These incomparably sharp little wind blades, each only the size of a small willow leaf, emitted a pale red light, forming a circle of wind blades, and they moved very fast, circling within a foot around Nan Tianxiong's body, flying in mid-air, making a whistling sound. This strange wind blade, just looking at the majesty, makes people's hearts palpitate and chill.

In order to create more wind blades in one go, Nan Tianxiong formed a wind blade array to achieve the effect of group killing, and desperately extracted the mana in his body. By the time he unleashed the seventh wind blade, his face was already red and purple, trembling all over, and he was shaking.

He had been cultivating the Wind Blade Technique for forty or fifty years before he could control seven such Wind Blades in one go.

If the mana extraction reaches the limit, and if you don't release them, I'm afraid that you won't be able to control these seven wind blades.

"Go!"

Nan Tianxiong shouted, and with a finger of his right hand, seven wind blades, as if they were spiritual, shot out wildly in the direction of the crowd he was pointing at.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

A small wind blade array composed of seven wind blades, the wind generally blew through the crowd of people who were fighting in the hall, killing a bloody path. Anyone who stood in the way of the wind blade, whether it was a top master or a peerless master, whether it was a seat curtain or a treasure sword, was cut by the sharp wind blade like a fragile tissue paper.

"Big brother, be careful!"

Xiao Qiu, a peerless martial arts idiot with a stupid face, saw Xiao Xia, the leader of the Dongyang Salt Gang who was shooting at his eldest brother with the wind blade, and a terrifying light suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

He roared a deafening roar, which shook the hall and buzzed, and his whole body swelled with strength, bulging, turning into a gust of wind, blocking Xiao Xia's front, picking up the black iron treasure stick weighing two hundred and fifty catties with metallic luster in his hand, and the whole person was like a huge angry King Kong, smashing towards those wind blade sticks.

Click!

The long black iron treasure stick hit the three wind blades, like cutting tofu, and was cut into several pieces by the wind blades.

Then there was a few pops, and a bloody flower was raised!

Xiao Qiu, a peerless martial idiot, staggered and half-knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the black iron treasure stick that was broken into several pieces in his hand.

Xiao Qiu's heart was like colic, he remembered that when he was a teenager, he practiced hard and once used this iron rod to smash a 10,000-pound boulder and completely beat it into a powder like chaff. When he was young, he used this iron rod to knock over hundreds of famous Jianghu masters in Pingzhou, which was terrifying. When he was in his prime, he swept through the four fields in the Dongyang Salt Gang and helped his brother sit firmly on the throne of the leader of the Dongyang Salt Gang. In this Pingzhou, there is nothing that his black iron treasure stick can't smash.

Xiao Qiu felt heartache, a sharp pain.

He looked down at his chest, and there were several more very smooth and neat incisions in his heart, from the ribs piercing through his chest to the back, and the blood was gushing out wildly, flowing all over the ground.

Xiao Qiu was a little puzzled, his body protection true qi could even be blocked by a steel knife, how could it bleed, he wanted to block it with a big slap, but he couldn't block it. His eyelids gradually couldn't open, as if he was being weighed down by a thousand pounds of boulders, and he knelt straight in a pool of blood, losing consciousness.

Xiao Xia, the leader of the Dongyang Salt Gang, was also distracted, standing behind Xiao Qiu, several wind blades penetrated his body at the same time, and he couldn't die anymore. His younger brother, this time, did not keep him out of the way of death, as he had been doing for decades.

There were dozens of top ten gang masters in the hall who were fighting fiercely, and at least half of them were attacked by the seven wind blades that swept wildly, screaming and falling to the ground, some of them were seriously injured, and some of them died on the spot.

Those who are cut by the wind blade are all bleeding. They took out the medicine bottle to stop the bleeding, but even the best hemostatic medicine could not stop the bleeding. Damage caused by spells, worldly medicines are ineffective.

The wind blade spun around the hall twice, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced through the hundreds of people in the hall back and forth twice, and then gradually disappeared.

After Nan Tianxiong finished casting this small wind blade array, his mana was exhausted, and he fell to the ground with a thud, his face was pale, and even the vajra cover of the protective body showed some signs of instability, as if it might disintegrate and dissipate at any time.

He hurriedly took out the pill bottle from his arms with trembling hands, took a pill from it, stuffed it into his mouth, bit it and swallowed it, and took out a spirit stone and held it tightly in his hand to extract the mana in it to restore the mana he consumed.

With the strength of the second layer of his Qi refining period, launching this Wind Blade Technique was too far in front of him, and the loss was extremely great. I'm afraid that I won't be able to fully recover without a day's effort.

At this time, the situation in the hall changed abruptly, and the high-level members of the major gangs who were still alive in the hall were shocked one by one, and there was a dead silence. The top ten gangs, which originally had an absolute advantage in numbers, were almost wiped out by a small wind blade technique by Nan Tianxiong.

The top ten gang leaders were directly killed by the wind blade, and as many as six were killed. Even Xia Qiu, a peerless master martial idiot, couldn't resist the wind blade cutting of Nan Tianxiong, the patriarch of the Nan clan, and died on the spot. At least half of the top masters of the major gangs, elders, hall masters, worshippers, etc., died, and most of the living ones were seriously injured. Very few were unharmed.

This was the worst massacre in hundreds of years at the top of the top ten gangs in Pingzhou.

The top ten gang leaders were heartbroken, the spells of the Nan Clan Immortal Master were too terrifying, and they could not be defeated by crowd tactics at all. This was just an old immortal master's move, and the remaining two young immortal masters did not make a move.

"Let's go!"

Tie Yuyang was shocked in his heart, seeing that the form had taken a sharp turn in an instant, he knew that he couldn't do anything, gritted his teeth and blocked a blood-dripping wound on his left arm, shouted at a Huoyun Gang elder beside him, broke out of the window, and fled for his life along the street.

Where did the still alive high-level gangs dare to stay in the restaurant where the high-ranking people died in this place for a long time, they all broke through the doors and windows on the third floor of the Yongfu Restaurant, landed on the streets of the county seat, and fled in the night, planning to join their own gang and make another plan.