Zhao Zhijing looked at the black-clothed dead soldiers in front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up unconsciously, revealing a happy smile. At this time, he only felt his heart beating strongly, and a wave of excitement hit him.

Zhao Zhijing's heart couldn't help but think: "Since I came to this world, I have been working hard to practice my martial arts, and when I fight with others, I just want to learn from others, as if I am a Taoist priest who seeks the Tao, without the blood of young people, I don't want to make myself excited by today's fight, is it true that I am still a person who likes to kill?"

With a hint of excitement, Zhao Zhijing suddenly quickly danced the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand, and the gushing true qi condensed on the Purple Emperor Sword, turning into a sharp and abnormal sword qi.

Purple lightning swept through the sky, the purple sword body slid like lightning, and a black-clothed dead man galloping on a prancing horse fell from the horse, and the horse that was his mount was also cut off by Zhao Zhijing with a sword, and the blood gushing out stained the ground red.

The long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand is sometimes fast and slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. A move that everyone in the rivers and lakes can do, such as the point sword, the collapse of the sword, the sword, the splitting sword, the stabbing sword, the blocking sword, the hanging sword, the twisting sword, the sharpening sword, the pressure sword, the cloud sword, the wiping sword, the interception of the sword, the sword, the chopping sword, the sword of the sword, the seventeen basic swordsmanship of the sword from Zhao Zhijing's hands.

The three members of Wang Wu's family on the side stared at Zhao Zhijing's poetic swordsmanship at this time, the simple swordsmanship was so natural in his hands, and it contained the truth of the sword. A single sword stabs and one person falls, and with a sword stops, it shatters the enemy's long sword with great strength.

Zhao Zhijing, who was excited, didn't notice at all that his white clothes, which had only left a slight palm print when he fought with Hong Qi, had been stained red with blood at this time, and there were drops of red blood dripping from his robe.

At this time, the bat, looking at the decreasing number of dead soldiers around him, suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart, and he couldn't help but think in his trembling heart: "Why do you want to provoke this evil star, if only I left before!"

It's just that he doesn't know that even if he left with his subordinates before, Zhao Zhijing would not allow it, how could he let the enemy leave, since he took out the sword, he would want the enemy to fall under his sword.

The Purple Emperor Sword swept across the ground that had been soaked in blood at this time, and a fiery red blood flower swayed. The Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand shook, and this magnificent blood flower spread out in the air like a withered flower. Crystalline beads of blood stopped in the air.

The Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand was like a heavenly whip, slamming at the blood beads in the air. These blood beads flew towards the enemy beside Zhao Zhijing like arrows from the string.

"Boom" saw the red blood dance in front of him spread out in the sky, and the blood beads drawn by Zhao Zhijing's long sword were smashed into the body of the black-clothed dead man or war horse, like a bomb located in the body exploded instantly, several black-clothed dead soldiers and several war horses were torn apart by the strength of the explosion, the bones were gone, and the blood also turned into a blood mist and filled the air.

At this time, it was already a blood red in the eyes of everyone, but Zhao Zhijing, who was holding the Purple Emperor Sword, was not affected in the slightest, his face still retained a trace of excitement, and the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand was not polite at all, and it was still a sword in the life of the reaper.

"Ding" There was a crisp sound in the forest, and the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand and the long knife in the bat's hand were separated with a touch, and then looked at the remote hut at this time, the black-clothed dead soldiers who were originally sitting on the horse had all fallen to the ground at this time.

Some were hit by a sword point, and they had already left this world without the slightest feeling; some were split in half by Zhao Zhijing's sword, and the blood of their bodies stained the ground red; and some were hit by Zhao Zhijing's sword, and the true qi exploded in the body, and at this time there were no bones left, only the blood that turned into a blood mist was still in the air.

At this time, although the bat that dodged Zhao Zhijing's sword, the hand holding the long knife was trembling at this time, and the horse he was riding was also very uneasy at this time, and the feet with horseshoes were uneasy to dig the ground.

The trembling bat looked at Zhao Zhijing, who was dressed in white and had been stained red with blood at this time, a thick fear appeared in his eyes, and he said to Zhao Zhijing in his slightly trembling lips: "You are not a human, you are a devil, a devil ???????." Scared the leader of such a dead soldier like this, it can be seen that Zhao Zhijing's ruthlessness and madness in swinging his sword at this time is a devil who harvests life from hell, and he does not have the slightest demeanor as a sword immortal who is highly praised in the rivers and lakes, it is more appropriate to say that he is a troll.

Zhao Zhijing held the Purple Emperor Sword with blood dripping at this time, and walked towards the bat that was obviously frightened at this time.

The bat waved the long knife in his hand, and the true qi in his body poured into the long knife without leaving a trace, and a chill spread from the long knife in the bat's hand. Zhao Zhijing looked at it, and there were crystal ice crystals condensed on the long knife in the bat's hand at this time.

Zhao Zhijing, who saw this scene, was not surprised at all, but grinned with excitement and said: "The ice attribute exercises, you can take me a few moves, so it is meaningful." ”

The bat knocked the stirrup, and the horse under the big seat neighed, as if suppressing the fear in his heart, two white gases came out of his nostrils, and a person, a horse, and a knife galloped towards Zhao Zhijing, as if they were going to cut Zhao Zhijing under the knife.

The whirring sword roar and the huge sound of horses' hooves sounded in Zhao Zhijing's ears, and Zhao Zhijing shook the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand, and his chest lifted his breath. As if free from gravity, the figure rose from the ground.

A high-pitched sword roar like a dragon's roar sounded in the forest, and the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand suddenly became brighter, and Zhao Zhijing, who was in mid-air, faced the galloping bat and his mount, and took advantage of the situation to pull out the bright Purple Emperor Sword in his hand from top to bottom.

I only heard a sword groan, and purple lightning crossed the sky.

With a crisp sound of "bell", the long knife infused with true qi in the bat's hand was cut off by Zhao Zhijing's Purple Emperor Sword, and the flying blade quickly inserted into a waist-thick nanmu. The bat and his mount ran a few steps before falling to the ground, red blood gushing out, staining the ground red.

Looking at the bat and his mount, he had already been split in half with Zhao Zhijing's condescending sword.

At this time, the three members of Wang Wu's family on the side looked at Zhao Zhijing with a trace of fear in their eyes. Although it was Zhao Zhijing who rescued them at this time, as long as he saw Zhao Zhijing harvesting the lives of others like chopping melons and vegetables.

No matter who is shocked, they will be shocked by the scene in front of them, and naturally there will be a trace of fear in their eyes when they look at Zhao Zhijing, who will know if this person will kill the three of them together.