Shura is born!

Seeing that the Qingyu Thunder Mang burst out by the Qingshou Ghost King was about to slash at the sword disciple on the left, a strong wind suddenly blew in the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A burly and tall body took a step ahead before the wind descended, and the Gu Thunder Giant Sword, which was a full circle larger than the heavy sword of the Sword Villa, smashed angrily.

Bang!

The giant sword collided with Lei Mang, and there was a shocking bang.

In the chaos of the Qingyu Thundermang, the ancient thunder that was as huge as the door panel rose high into the sky, although it was shocked and almost flew away, but in the end, it still smashed the thunderstorm of the Qingshou Ghost King.

The one who can have such a domineering swordsmanship is Fei Zhong!

The opposite result of Purdue Zen Master appeared, and the fifty sword disciples who rushed to the door on the left side penetrated into it without a trace of influence.

"Humph!"

The Qingshou Ghost King's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Fei Zhong's gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man.

His Lei Mang and the abacus gold bead of the God of Wealth each took a small door, and at this moment, the fifty sword disciples on the side of the God of Wealth were almost completely wiped out, and they didn't even step on half a foot in the door.

On his own side, there was not even a single corpse left, all fifty people, and they ran away in a moment, such a contrast made the already short-tempered Qingshou Ghost King even more angry.

"Fei Zhong!"

His broken copper and iron voice came from under the ghost head mask, and he said coldly: "Do you think that if you take over the position of the master of the Shura Palace, you are qualified to stand in front of the old man?"

"Don't say it's you, even if your dead ghost master father comes, you have to hide from the old man!"

Fei Zhongzheng forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat, and when he heard him insult the Soul Burning True Person so disdainfully, he was furious and shouted, "My master, did you kill it?"

The Qingshou Ghost King sneered and said, "No. ”

He added, "It's pretty much the same." ”

The green tendons on Fei Zhong's face twisted and burst out like earthworms, and his clenched teeth were almost soaked in blood, and he said hatefully word by word from between his teeth: "Ghosts, soldiers, domains!"

"Hahahaha!"

The Qingshou Ghost King looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and shouted: "I didn't expect you to be as strong as a cow, but you are not too stupid!"

Wow!

In all directions, there was an uproar.

When the God of Wealth and the other three suddenly appeared, the two or three thousand people present were taken away by the momentum of the three of them, and they were silent for a while.

The tenth Qingshou Ghost King on the Heavenly List thinks that he is a person in the Ghost Soldier Domain, so isn't it the God of Wealth and the Evil Hand Soul Chaser who appeared at the same time as him?

The God of Wealth in the world was an immortal legend in the martial arts as early as forty years ago, and now it is back to the top of the list in the Heavenly List of Shuiyue Mansion.

Such a fierce person turned out to be a person from the Ghost Soldier Domain.

Most of the people present suddenly felt that Bajian Villa had made this Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, just like a child playing at home.

In comparison, the ranking of fifty-two on the list of the day when the evil hand chased the soul was only average in the eyes of everyone.

"Death!"

Not everyone is stunned, at least, Zhao Jiuxing is not one of them.

After hearing the three words of the Ghost Soldier Domain, his face was already thunderous and angry, and when the Qingshou Ghost King laughed and admitted, his eyes were even redder, and his mind was suddenly lost.

After a loud shout, his figure suddenly showed signs of collapse, and at the same time, above the head of the Qingshou Ghost King, the sword aura was overwhelming.

Mirrors and moons, really unique martial arts.

"Hmph, flashy, are you a dead man?"

The sword shadow just rose, and Zhao Jiuxing heard someone sneering in his ears.

A white and demonic palm was like a ghost claw, and it suddenly appeared in front of him.

Suddenly shocked, this sword could not be pierced, and the body shook again.

Originally, the afterimage of Zhao Jiuxing, who was watching the battle area from the audience, immediately had a sense of solidity, and the unique mirror flower and water moon light skill of the Diancang School could shuttle back and forth between the two places in the blink of an eye.

Avoiding the ghost claws between the lightning and flint, Zhao Jiuxing was about to take a breath, when he suddenly felt a chill in his vest, and then something seemed to rush out of his chest.

Subconsciously looked down, but it was a white hand that pierced out of his sternum.

In that hand, he even held a bloody piece of peach-heart-shaped flesh.

The last scene Zhao Jiuxing saw in the world was that the hand was gently pinched, and the peach-heart-shaped piece of meat exploded.

Immediately after, his world went dark forever.

Hmm-gag-!

Some of those who were close saw this scene clearly, and even, after the pieces of meat were shattered, many of the fragments splashed all over their faces.

As for what this piece of meat is, how can people in the rivers and lakes who live a life of licking blood with knives all year round not recognize it?

This is clearly the ...... Zhao Jiuxing's heart!

Behind Zhao Jiuxing's body, which was already hanging weakly, the black figure of the evil hand chasing soul maintained the posture of stretching his palm forward, standing there indifferently.

I saw him shake off the blood stain on his hand, and there was a trace of disgust in his bright eyes, "Really, dirty my hands." ”

All the people who saw this scene immediately stood upside down with cold hairs all over their bodies.

How cold-blooded does this have to be to be able to just get your hands dirty after you have just pinched someone's heart?

And this cold-blooded man, is he a ghost?

Zhao Jiuxing's mirror flower and water moon are almost to the point where he can shuttle between the two places before even the afterimage disappears, and such a body method is not even a fart in front of the evil hand chasing the soul.

Such a cold-blooded killer who comes and goes without a trace, to take your life, is as easy as digging into a bag.

Everyone felt that their hearts were numb, and they still couldn't help but keep turning their heads when they saw the evil hand chasing the soul, just afraid that the white and demonic palm would pass through their back in the next moment.

The evil hand chasing soul, who was just positioned as an 'ordinary' in everyone's hearts, successfully pulled out his image with his cruel and inhumane means, and became the most dangerous of the three.

"I said ......"

The Qingshou Ghost King tilted his head slightly, looked at the terrifying blood hole in Zhao Jiuxing's chest, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Can't you kill a little better?"

The Ghost Soldier Domain is really ...... Inhumanity!

The same thought immediately popped up in everyone's hearts, if it weren't for the severe trembling of their legs at this moment, there might be how many young disciples would be crying and shouting and running towards the gate.

Here, which is still the front yard of the sword? It is clearly Shura Purgatory!

The evil hand shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "This person is also lucky enough, he didn't die back then, so if he encounters it today, this way of death is ...... Of course it has to be a little miserable. ”

"Enough!"

A loud shout like a bell interrupted the bickering between the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "It's here, let's go." ”

Walk...... Finish?

It's as light as coming out for a meal and then going back?

Two or three thousand eyes looked at the place where the voice came from, and suddenly they only hoped that the three of them would go faster.

In the hand of the golden light figure, there was a bloody head, and at a glance, it was actually the owner of this room, the owner of Bajian Mountain Villa, Meng Yifan.

And behind the golden figure, a blood hole on the left shoulder of Zen Master Pudu was bubbling with blood, but he was motionless, as if someone had pointed the point.