Shi Hao used nine times in succession to knock Wan Moxian's head on the ground nine times.

Now even if Wan Moxian's biological parents come, they can't recognize that the figure in front of him, bathed in blood, will be his own child.

Shi Hao looked up at the sky, stepped on the back of Wan Moxian's head with one foot, clenched his fists, and said loudly: "Father, today I will kill Wan Moxian first, and in the coming day I will kill Wan Fengchen, and then kill the master of Wanjian Sect to avenge your old man." ”

Shi Hao's voice resounded, and the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate were as pale as if they had been struck by lightning, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

The old man of the Great Confucian Village sighed in a low voice, shook his head and said, "Is this the child of Brother Shi Aotian? He has the demeanor of his father when he was young, but unfortunately Brother Wan himself can't see it." ”

"Amitabha, Amitabha, create evil. The fat monk of the Little Buddha Temple folded his hands and sighed softly, his gray eyebrows swaying in the wind.

The cold man standing on the chariot and holding a spear exuded an endless murderous aura from his body, and snorted coldly, he was the elder powerhouse of the soldier family, that is, the elder of Luo Zheng.

"Father, you watch. Shi Hao roared angrily, his eyes were fiercely fixed on Wan Moxian again, grabbed Wan Moxian's head, and slammed it to the ground.

At this moment, Wan Moxian's mouth has collided with sparsely, and his teeth have been shattered, and he can't say it at all, only the sound of "woo woo woo" came out.

Wan Moxian was like a clown, his body shook violently on the ground, as if he was begging for mercy.

Wan Moxian had already felt that Shi Hao really had murderous intentions, and under the horror, Wan Moxian was full of and urine.

Wan Fengchen stared at Shi Hao from a distance, his face was extremely ugly, and even the long sword behind his back was ringing.

He was the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect this time, and his face was also very ugly when Wan Mo died, and it would even cause the anger of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

However, Wan Fengchen's eyes flashed, and there was still no movement.

"Bang!"

Finally, without anyone daring to stop him, Shi Hao slammed Wan Moxian's head on the ground, exploding like a watermelon.

The red and white ones flowed on the ground together, and then gathered together with the and urine of Wan Moxian, and the scene was as disgusting as it was.

The faces of many powerhouses in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect turned pale, and Shi Hao's actions made them feel monstrous. But without exception, no one dared to rush forward.

One qiē was because of the terrifying attack methods of the rat master, which made everyone present frightened.

Shock, silence!

A young man with no name who has no name in front of countless strong people killed the nephew of the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

None of the many strong men spoke, only Shi Hao's arrogant laughter sounded.

"Hahaha, father, have you seen it? In the future, I will let the beasts of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate die one by one to pay tribute to your soul. Shi Hao shouted.

When this news spreads, at least Shi Hao's name will enter the ears of many people.

"Huh. Wan Fengchen laughed coldly, mixed with a little bitterness, he stared at Shi Hao and said: "One life is worth one life, if you kill Wan Moxian, you shouldn't have hatred anymore." Come back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with me, I will intercede with the sect master on your behalf, and he will spare your life and provide you with a safe cultivation environment, how about it?"

"How can Wan Moxian's cheap life be compared to my father's? Even the lives of all the people in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect are not comparable to my father. But I now feel that my father will be happy to take your head. Shi Hao sneered and licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of cold and terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.

"It's not good! kid hurry up!" Suddenly, the rat master shouted at Shi Hao.

Shi Hao's complexion changed, and when he saw Wan Fengchen's face rise with a triumphant smile, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

"Whoosh ......"

Hearing the dense sound like raindrops, Shi Hao didn't need to look to know that it must have been Wan Fengchen who performed his famous stunt - Ten Thousand Swords Dance.

Shi Hao urged eighty percent of his strength and retreated frantically.

This is already all the power he can wield, and if he increases it, he will reveal the true body of the white bones, and there will be endless trouble.

"Whew. The terrifying sword aura slashed, and although Shi Hao dodged it, his clothes were torn, and scarlet blood overflowed from his body fluttered in the air.

"What a despicable villain. Shi Hao retreated quickly, but he gasped in his heart, and really paid attention to Wan Fengchen.

When Shi Hao killed Wan Moxian just now, Wan Fengchen didn't dare to make a move to obstruct it, so Shi Hao relaxed his vigilance, but he laid out a killing move in advance.

Then he spoke out again to provoke Shi Hao's anger, and finally launched a terrifying attack.

A master at the peak of the Golden Body Realm treated a young man in the Quenching Body Realm with the most terrifying means, which can be regarded as a complete loss of face.

But Shi Hao is very likely to die because of this, so Wan Moxian did not die in vain.

This is the real life worth a life, and this is exactly what Wan Fengchen thinks in his heart.

"Puff puff puff. ”

A terrifying rain of swords fell from the sky, and Shi Hao took out the blood-red long sword that he snatched from Wan Moxian's hand and kept resisting it.

His swordsmanship is very poor, and any disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can ravage Shi Hao in the way of the sword.

"Poof. ”

Shi Hao still couldn't block it after all, and a void sword descended from the sky and pierced Shi Hao's left shoulder.

Rao is like this, Shi Hao still hasn't activated the true body of the white bones, he will walk out of the small hell in the future, sweep the Ten Thousand Sword Gate, and never be discovered by others as a half-human and half-ghost.

"Hurry up. ”

At the critical moment, a girl in light yellow clothes jumped out, she waved her bare hands, and layers of white mist appeared, floating around Shi Hao's body, slowing down the arrival speed of the sword rain.

The power of the sinister!

Shi Hao's pressure instantly decreased a lot, and he turned around.

"A sinister body?"

Almost instantly, everyone's eyes were fixed on Huang Ling'er, and their eyes were full of fire.

The body of yin and evil is originally against the sky, and few people have avoided the erosion of yin and evil and successfully cultivated.

But there are many wonderful uses for the Yin Evil Body, and the first drop of blood obtained from the Yin Evil Body can obtain the power of the Xuan Yin without being tortured.

The yin evil body can also be used to refine medicine, and even some anti-heaven elixirs must have the yin evil body as a medicine primer.

The cold man from the soldier's family was moved, and he stepped forward slightly.

The masters of the Great Confucian Village and the Little Buddha Temple were also a little unable to sit still, and there was a strange light in their eyes.

There are also those small sects, and they are also thinking about whether they can get a little benefit from it.

"Ten thousand swords dance, kill me. ”

However, at this time, Wan Fengchen moved again, and the Ten Thousand Sword Dance suddenly became terrifying, and he burned tens of thousands of Yuan Stones, increasing the power of the Ten Thousand Sword Dance again.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Swords Dance came out, all the people who fought the idea of the Yin and Evil Body stopped at the same time, their brows furrowed, and they secretly scolded Wan Fengchen for being shameless, but they didn't have the confidence to compete for Huang Ling'er from under the Ten Thousand Swords Dance.