The sky darkened at some point, and a thunderclap resounded through the sky, and a torrential rain fell instantly.

The rain came so quickly that it was pouring down in less than ten minutes.

In the ancient temple of Tianning Temple, Bai Xiaosheng was still standing with a sword, and the rain hit him, pouring him cold. But he seemed unconscious, just standing there. Look at the sword in his hand, it was full of blood, and when the rain was drenched, it turned red, like the blood-red water on the ground.

Blood and corpses covered the ancient temple, like a Senluo hell, which made people frightened.

No one could have imagined that more than 200 people died under Bai Xiaosheng's sword and became the soul of his sword. Bai Xiaosheng, why did you become an executioner?

Click!

The sound of muffled thunder came again, and the shining electric light pierced the earth in an instant, illuminating the sky. The light hit Bai Xiaosheng's face, and you could also see the traces of blood on his face, and it was as if he was bleeding along the rain, which was very terrifying.

Treading ...... With another muffled thunder explosion, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and under the lightning, a large group of people galloped on horseback, extremely fast. It didn't take long for them to stop outside the ancient temple of Tianning Temple.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the military horses of the brigade were startled, and the officials at the front constricted their pupils. He saw the man standing with the sword, and he stood in the rain, letting it hit him. His clothes have long been white, and there are still a lot of cuts hanging on them, which seems to be quite wolf. But his murderous aura went straight to the sky, making people dare not look at it.

At a glance, Ling Huisi was sure that these people were all killed by this sword-wielding man.

"You ......" Ling Huisi opened his mouth to shout, but Bai Xiaosheng's voice came faster, "You are also here for the treasure." His voice was even colder, cold as if there was no trace of affection, and the slightly hoarse voice was like a devil's whisper in this weather, which made the soldiers take a step back.

Ling Weisi's face was even more ugly, and the hand he held the hilt of the sword was tightly forced, and it was blue and white.

With a click, lightning reflected the heavens and the earth, and behind Bai Xiaosheng, in the ancient temple of Tianning Temple, the light of the Golden Buddha was still shining. Ling Huisi saw it, his scared heart was gone, and his whole person was filled with greed.

Ling Huisi is a ruthless stubble, he is not only an official official, but also a gang leader of a gang, and was later destroyed by the Blood Knife Gate, and he himself escaped and continued to be his big official. After he knew that Jingzhou might have a treasure, he made countless sums of money to make himself the prefect of Jingzhou, and he did it for several terms.

What's even more vicious is that he buried his daughter alive for the treasure. Such a person is afraid of Bai Xiaosheng, afraid of death, and will not retreat under the temptation of money.

"Boy, you are so bold, you actually slaughtered people in the rivers and lakes like this, and you should be beheaded according to the crime!" Ling Huisi shouted, his long sword came out of its sheath, and pointed at Bai Xiaosheng from afar, "Brothers, come forward and take him down, life or death don't matter!"

The officers and soldiers dismounted neatly, drew their long knives from their waists one by one, and quickly entered the temple. When they got closer, these people also saw the golden Buddha, and their faces were covered with greed.

Looking at the ugly appearance of these people, Bai Xiaosheng's killing intent became more and more vigorous, and the murderous aura seemed to condense into a straight line on his sword.

"Kill!"

The mouth spat lightly, but the sound was like thunder, and everyone was stunned. This stunned made many people lose their lives.

The black blade melted into the darkness, and the slanted raindrops turned into a straight line, like an extension of the sword. As soon as he swiped it, the waterline was dyed red, and the people in front of him fell to the ground in unison, blood spurting from their necks, and they were immediately washed away by the rain.

The first sword, the sword flashes, the sword is cold, and it kills; the second sword, the sword is like a phantom, the person is like a shadow, the sword goes with the person, and the person dies with the sword; the third sword, the sword is swallowed, the sword body is uncertain, and the sword comes out, and the person has been torn apart...... This is a set of killing swords, designed for killing people and swordsmanship, swordsmanship is out, people will die under the sword.

There are about 300 officers and soldiers, and Bai Xiao gave birth to nine swords, after the nine swords, more than 200 people died, and the rest of the people were afraid, they were no longer tempted by treasures, they wanted to live...... So they ran away like crazy one by one, ignoring Ling Huisi's shouting.

Treading ...... This is the sound of footsteps, Bai Xiaosheng's footsteps, bringing a burst of blood.

Ling Huisi looked at the approaching swordsman, his throat twitched, his face was frightened, he also wanted to run, but the golden Buddha seemed to be able to fix himself, firmly tempting him, so that he could not have the strength to escape.

Holding the sword, Ling Weisi was trembling, he gritted his teeth, and the sword slashed down. His sword is very slow, like a child wielding a big knife, not to mention Bai Xiaosheng, even ordinary people can dodge. However, Bai Xiaosheng didn't hide, he quietly watched the sword light until the sword light stopped on his neck. Ling Weisi's eyes widened and he wanted to laugh, he felt that he was going to succeed...... But the next moment, his throat was pierced by a long sword, his eyes were dim, and he fell to the ground weakly.

This is the tenth sword! This sword, as long as it is fast, it is enough!

"Daddy......" In the distance, a woman saw Ling Huisi fall to the ground and let out a wail. She ran over quickly and pounced on Ling Weisi. Behind her, another man walked up.

He was still wearing a prison uniform, with a big beard, and his hair was completely beaten on his face due to the rain, making it difficult to see his face.

But Bai Xiaosheng recognized him!

"You're here too!"

He didn't answer, but looked at the corpse at this point, a look of horror in his eyes. His throat moved, and he said with shock: "This...... These...... You killed all these people?"

He couldn't believe it, not even believe it. The corpse in this place will be killed by this one person!

Bai Xiaosheng looked at him and said expressionlessly: "Yes!"

"You...... You...... You're crazy......" Ding Dian's eyes widened and he squeezed out a few words. He didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to say. How many corpses were there in this place? He couldn't count them, but he could only see the blood all over the ground, like hell.

"Ling Huisi is dead!The rivers and lakes are not for you, you can go!" Bai Xiaosheng's tone seemed to relax, he turned his head, no longer Ding Dian, but returned to the temple, holding his sword and standing.

Outside the temple, Ding Dian was also standing, with a numb expression on his face. There was only Ling Shuanghua's cry, but this cry was intermittent in the heavy rain, and when it reached the ears of the two, it was no longer audible.

Ding Dian still left, taking Ling Shuanghua away! If he didn't leave, how could he avenge Ling Weisi? He himself hated Ling Weisi, how could he take revenge? Ling Shuanghua was a reasonable woman, so naturally he would not ask Ding Dian to do this. And the sobriety in the temple was terrible, it was a dead body in the same place! This is enough to show how terrible the man with the sword was.

She just died of her father, and she doesn't want the person she likes to die too!

So, she took her father's body with her!

They were gone, and the rain stopped. The heavy rain fell for about a quarter of an hour, and in this quarter of an hour, there were hundreds of corpses in the temple, making this place even more strange and terrifying.

As the sun came out, there seemed to be a black gas floating in the sky above the ancient temple, could it be the soul of a person?

For seven days in a row, Bai Xiaosheng stood in the temple, and there were many people who came here in these seven days, there were three waves on the first day, and there were more on the second day, people from all over the world came, and on the third day, there was no decrease in people at all, and no one came until the seventh day.

The people who came all died under Bai Xiaosheng's sword.

Bai Xiaosheng didn't count, there was only one word in his mind, kill! In the past few days, he put aside all the qiē, and only remembered the word "kill" in his heart, urging his own killing intent to the maximum extent, and he didn't care how many people he killed. But when he asked someone to bury the bodies, one of the villagers counted them, and there were 2,736 corpses in total.

In seven days, 2,736 people died, and all of them died under one man and one sword.

Seven days ago, who did the rivers and lakes hate the most? It was the Blood Knife Gate! It was the Blood Knife Ancestor! Because they did all kinds of evil! But seven days later, the most hated and feared person on the rivers and lakes became Bai Xiaosheng, the white-clothed swordsman and the number one in the world.

And this Tianning Temple has also become a dead place on the rivers and lakes, and the large pit of 1,000 people outside the temple makes everyone dare not approach, for fear of being killed by the unjust souls of the four people in the pit. As a result, rumors of haunting soon spread here.

As for the treasures of Tianning Temple, everyone said that they were taken away by Bai Xiaosheng!

They didn't know that the treasure was still in Tianning Temple, and Bai Xiaosheng did not continue to stay. Seven days later, he went south! Here, he killed many people, including those from the Blood Knife Gate, as well as the Iron Rods of the Four Wonders of the South and Wang Xiaotian. These two guys are not good people, they came here for the treasure, so they also died under Bai Xiaosheng's sword.

In the past seven days, he has practiced sword killing!

Killing the sword! It is not a sword technique, but a sword technique that only kills people! The sword technique is always a murderous technique, but how to best kill people is the mystery of the bargain! Seven days of killing made Bai Xiaosheng realize the mystery of it, and thus created the thirteen-style killing sword.

These thirteen styles of swordsmanship are definitely his most ruthless, ruthless, and lonely swordsmanship now, and they are also his most powerful swordsmanship. However, this is a set of killing swordsmanship, a set of swordsmanship that incorporates all his murderous intent and killing intent. Together, swordsmanship will surely take people's lives.

However, has the killing sword come to an end?

No, absolutely not! When he achieved the thirteen-style bargain, he thought of Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Swords. The thirteen swords of death are called thirteen swords, but in fact, there are fourteenth swords and fifteenth swords, didn't Xie Xiaofeng later realize a higher realm because of the intention of breaking free from the death of the fifteen swords? That is probably the sixteenth sword!

His killing sword and the thirteen deadly swords are the same principle, so there must be a higher sword technique. But he knew that it would be useless to continue killing. Higher swordsmanship and realm, there is no longer a need to kill, what is needed is enlightenment!

Therefore, he no longer cared about the affairs of Tianning Temple, got up and went south.

This time, he is destined to set off a bloody storm again!