The little ghost just now, although he looks about the same age as Chunchun, is even more ruthless than himself, and the pregnant women don't let it go, it's just crazy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIf you let it go, in a few years, it will grow into a murderous hunting cultivator.

Teng Desire, on his body, saw Su Bai's shadow, and there were no mistakes.

In front of the mountain gate of the Seventh Hunting Gate, he took a look at Dongyang City, where there was lawlessness and human life. They are so close to each other, and they actually ignore them all, and it is estimated that they are really afraid of the existence of the hunting pavilion behind the hunting gate.

In addition, he also heard the sometimes terrible screams and the strong smell of blood in this hunting door, so he directly kicked the door open. And the scene inside the gate was like the Shura Hell, on the black mountain, flowing countless scarlet blood.

Rivers of blood.

On the uncles, there are enslaved villagers tied one by one, and their faces are numbered, like sacrificial cattle and sheep, shot by black arrows.

or hands, or legs, or stomach.

The moment Teng Yi appeared, there were suddenly unkind eyes, it was a wolf-like monk, full of killing and bloodthirsty.

In total, about hundreds!

In terms of cultivation, most of them are at the peak of entering the mortal, which is stronger than the Sixth Hunting Gate, but in the eyes of Teng Desire, they are all a group of local chickens and dogs.

And beside these black-robed monks, there were also a few children in white robes, who regarded these villagers as live targets, as animals to be slaughtered, listening to the analysis and teaching of their predecessors, and looking at them indifferently and brightly.

Although they are young, they are completely different from children of the same age, and the indifference in their eyes is all after all kinds of screening between life and death before they stand here.

They all have blood marks on their bodies, and it seems that they have all fought with wild beasts and their peers. In this regard, the recruits of the Sixth Hunting Gate have become ridiculous and childish.

They watched the painful and even the death of these live targets, and taught them the most cruel and direct way, not only the villagers, but also all kinds of animals.

Where this arrow is the most deadly, where it is the most lifeless than death, and where it is the most useless, there are detailed details.

"Who are you?"

"Sanctification, even if it is sanctification, this is not something you can break into, get out!"

"Hey, that's a round flying arrow?" Some hunters saw it, and at a glance recognized the origin of the arrow on Teng Desire's right hand.

"Lao Tzu just vaguely heard Yuan Fei's shouting, could it be ......" Another red-haired man was startled, immediately red-eyed, and yelled: "He killed Yuan Fei, kill him!"

Before he could finish speaking, several black arrows whizzed in.

Teng Yu frowned, and instantly judged the strength of this seventh hunting gate, although it was not strong, it was very arrogant, I was afraid that it was because of the indulgence and even tolerance of Dongyang City.

He snorted coldly and forced out the remaining two black arrows in his right hand, and at the same time as dozens of black arrows were shot out around him, the wind rose outside his body.

In the process of rolling these arrows, they returned one by one, and in a moment, they all fell down without screaming. caused the rest of the hunters to change their expressions drastically, and they were about to fly.

However, they discovered that there was already an invisible wind howling in the sky above them, completely blockading. Anyone who wants to escape, without exception, will be shot down fiercely, but anyone who has a murderous intention for Teng will be directly strangled by the wind.

There is no mercy, no hesitation, just as they treat these villagers and animals, with indifference and ruthlessness.

All of a sudden, there were countless casualties.

Teng Yi walked forward step by step, his eyes looked at the mountaintop hall, and in a short time, an old man with a black beard rushed out.

However, before he could see the mountain gate in front of him, the moment something happened, he was hit in the chest by the stone arrow thrown by Teng Yi, and rolled upside down in a scream.

"It's... You ......" The ancestor of the Seventh Hunting Gate looked at the stone arrow that ran through his chest in disbelief, and his pupils contracted sharply as if he had encountered a ghost.

Teng is like entering a no-man's land, where he passes, hunting and cultivating are all dead, there may be innocent people, but staying will only be the bane.

For this, he has not the slightest feeling, nor does he have the slightest pity.

"Think again, this is an arrow of poor blood. ”

"It's really you...... Damn, let's go......" This blackbeard ancestor, in an instant, understood everything before and after, and knew that the Sixth Hunting Gate was destroyed by the young man in front of him.

and even escaped death under the arrows of poor blood.

At his urging, a white figure suddenly fled towards the back mountain, and with a sneer, with a wave of his right hand, a strong wind swept the figure suddenly.

It was a white young man, and he was the second person to report the news in the previous narrative of the old man who hunted the village.

"You let him go, you kill and kill, and you will be destroyed, if you want to take revenge, what will happen to the old man's life for you?" Blackbeard Ancestor, knowing that he would definitely die, could not watch the death of his beloved apprentice, Mo'er.

If you want to blame, blame him for doing this too much that day, thinking of the blood relationship with the Sixth Hunter Sect Ancestor. If he doesn't go that day, nothing will happen.

He didn't expect that he would actually be planted in the matter of interfering in the Sixth Hunting Gate and meet such a freak as Teng Desire.

In his miserable laughter, he had already discovered that the entire Seventh Hunting Gate was blocked by the wind of tensile desire, and no matter whether it was the sound or the picture, even the spiritual sense could not be transmitted.

"Leave him to continue to ventilate and report to the Hunting Pavilion?" Teng Yu opened his mouth coldly, and his fingers moved, but he saw that the legs of the white young man were immediately strangulated by the strong wind blade.

"Ahh

"No-!" Blackbeard's ancestor's cultivation quickly dissipated under the impact of the stone arrows, and his vitality was also diminishing, waiting for death.

"It turns out that you also know the pain?" Teng Desire smiled, the appearance of Nan Thirteen appeared in front of him, and he let him pinch his right hand and directly pinch this white young man!

"No, you, one report and one report, right? You destroyed the sixth gate, and you still want to destroy my seventh gate, you will be hunted down and killed again by the Hunting Pavilion......" Blackbeard's voice was hoarse, and the pain was heartbreaking.

Hmph, if you didn't have the existence of the Hunting Pavilion, you would have been removed from the world a long time ago. Indiscriminately killing innocents, hunting everything, I'm really curious, the emperor of Nancheng, doesn't care. ”

"Hey, hey, Nanhuang is also a monk, and he understands the principle of natural selection and survival of the fittest. ”

"Very good, you can be removed from the seventh gate," Teng Yu looked around indifferently, and seemed to find that there was one missing.

The horse-faced man wasn't there, but it didn't hurt either.

"If you destroy my seventh gate, you will bear the wrath of the hunting pavilion and the other seven gates!"

"Yes, give me death!" Teng wanted to pull out the stone arrow, and the other party's blood splashed, the five internal organs were shattered, and he broke his last breath.

At this point, the seventh hunting gate, extinguished!