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Chapter 56: I Don't Kill, but People Kill Me


Chapter 56: I don’t kill people, but people kill me Top of Jiuhua Mountain, White Marble Square The shadow of the sword was heavy, the sword was gleaming, and the clanging sound, like a wave, spread across the top of Jiuhua Mountain Blood splattered, severed limbs were thrown away, and the white marble square was dyed with a layer of scarlet blood.

"Hao Jianfeng, let's make an end today between you and me."

Changsheng looked indifferent, his robes were encouraging, and his wind and thunder sword was pointed directly at Hao Jianfeng.

"This is exactly what I want to say."

Hao Jianfeng said sternly, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The long sword as thin as a cicada's wings danced in his hand, creating a blurred sword flower.

The sharp sword energy splashed out and actually cut cracks in the white jade stone under his feet.

"Wind and Cloud" A strong wind swept through, and dark clouds surged.

With Changsheng as the center, a vortex of wind and clouds suddenly formed within a few feet, spinning rapidly, with faint thunder light shining, and thunder exploding.

Immediately, hundreds of wind blades suddenly shot out from the whirlpool of wind and clouds, carrying a trace of lightning, and slashed towards Hao Jianfeng.

At the same time, Chang Sheng roared angrily, and the cyan light of the Wind and Thunder Sword in his hand shone brightly.

Holding the sword in both hands, the Qi of the Wind and Thunder Sword surged, and suddenly formed a three-foot-long cyan lightsaber.

Using the sword as a sword, it was like a thunder dragon, slashing furiously against the wind.

Go, and immediately set off a violent wave of air, rolling out Wherever the wind blade and lightsaber passed, the white marble cracked and stone fragments sputtered and flew all over the sky.

Seventh-grade magician, ninth-grade martial artist As soon as he took action, he showed his immortality and improved strength.

Ling Jiannan's expression suddenly froze, and a heavy look flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, after this calamity, Changsheng not only did not lose his life, but his strength increased sharply.

"Psychedelic Sword Dance" The thin sword waved, and danced out thousands of layers of sword shadows, which were as solid as the sword in his hand.

They swayed layer by layer, like a dream, sealing all the space in front of Hao Jianfeng, making it watertight.

锵锵锵 The wind blades and sword shadows intertwined and collided, and dense crisp sounds reverberated in the square.

Hundreds of wind blades flashing with tears were all scattered within three feet of Hao Jianfeng.

Just as the wind blade rested, the green lightsaber was surrounded by streaks of thunder.

The thunder exploded, and it struck away with overwhelming power.

The violent air waves rolled and surged to both sides, making a roaring sound.

Hao Jianfeng's expression suddenly changed, and a look of horror flashed across his face.

He raised the long sword in his hand, and the next moment, the green lightsaber looked at it fiercely.

The moment the two collided, time seemed to stand still.

Immediately, a loud bang rushed into the sky, and violent ripples of power spread out.

The powerful force directly pressed Hao Jianfeng's legs into the ground, and the hard stone chips were deep.

It penetrated deeply into his flesh, and streaks of scarlet blood flowed out, staining the soil red.

The severe pain made Hao Jianfeng's face suddenly twitch.

"Wind and Thunder Transform into Dragon" Changsheng roared, the huge whirlpool of wind and cloud surged sharply, the thunder light was strong, the thunder was loud, the wind and thunder sword in his hand was slashed out, the wind, cloud and thunder light moved with the sword, converging into a five-foot-long thunder dragon, roaring to the sky, rolling and roaring, the dragon body The dazzling lightning flashed towards Hao Jianfeng.

The violent power of thunder caused a look of horror to appear on Hao Jianfeng's face.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" Thousands of psychedelic sword shadows merged into one, instantly converging into a three-foot-long giant sword.

The sword shook and let out a sharp crisp sound.

The invisible sword energy spread with a fierce wind, and a wave of Extreme sharpness spreads over the white marble square boom The thunder dragon and the giant sword collided, and the deafening roar shot straight into the sky.

The next moment, the rolling violent air waves swept out like a tsunami, bang bang bang The hard white jade stone actually cracked like tofu.

Several warriors in black were accidentally hit by the aftermath of the fight between the two men, and were shaken alive with mouthfuls of blood. roar The thunder dragon roared, and the violent thunder power poured onto the giant sword.

With a loud bang, cracks began to appear on the sword body, and then it shattered into pieces under Hao Jianfeng's horrified eyes. puff Half of Hao Jianfeng's body was blasted into the soil, a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out, and his face was extremely pale.

"How is this possible?

How is this possible?

How could I lose to you?"

Hao Jianfeng yelled crazily, unable to accept the fact that he had failed miserably.

The dignified disciple of Qingyun Peak, who claimed to be the number one young disciple of each peak in Jiuhua Sect, was now worshiped by Qingyun Peak for only a year and was crushed in this way.

He was defeated directly with a pressing posture.

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This was an unbearable blow for him.

"You lose" The wind and thunder sword was sheathed, the wind and clouds dissipated, Changsheng turned around and said indifferently, but did not give Hao Jianfeng the final blow.

"I actually lost" Hao Jianfeng murmured to himself, and then he seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground.

At this moment, the battle between the Jiuhua Sect disciples and the black-clothed warriors has reached a fierce stage.

Under the leadership of Zhang Lai from all peaks, the Jiuhua Sect disciples are actually faintly able to suppress the black-clothed warriors.

"Qing Gang Jue" Qin Yu stopped shouting and waved the blood sword, setting off a huge blood glow.

Qing Gang Jue was used by Qin Yu.

He lost a bit of awe-inspiring righteousness, but gained a bit of Lingran evil aura. ah There was a flash of blood, and several screams suddenly sounded.

In an instant, five warriors with the strength of martial arts were bleeding violently and died unexpectedly.

"Boy, come and die" A black-clothed warrior came forward with a sword, his aura was overwhelming, and his strong zhenqi burst out, making Qin Yu's expression condensed.

First grade Wuzong Qin Yu's massacre finally attracted the attention of this powerful martial artist, and he couldn't help but take action against Qin Yu.

“Well come” Qin Yu shouted loudly, and the whole group in Huangqiu City.

Qin Yu's strength has skyrocketed, and he has reached the peak of the eighth-level martial arts master.

His self-confidence has greatly increased, and he is looking for a strong opponent, and this first-level martial arts master is the best choice.

The sword body vibrated and let out a crisp sword cry.

The bull's energy started to circulate.

The thick zhenqi circulated crazily in the eighteen meridians.

The powerful power condensed in the palm.

A sword was slashed out without any fancy, and the attacker was attacked.

The fierce sword energy shattered him, and Qin Yu immediately jumped high, holding the sword in both hands, condensing all his strength on the sword body, using the sword as a sword, and slashed towards the black-clothed martial artist.

"court death" The black-clothed martial artist was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Although Qin Yu was able to disperse the sword energy so easily, which was somewhat beyond his expectation, in his eyes, the eighth-grade martial artist faced Wu Zong actually dared to be so aggressive.

It was tantamount to seeking death.

He immediately struck Qin Yu mercilessly with his sword.

Clang The moment the two swords intersected, Wu Zong in black immediately felt an unstoppable force, pressing down like a mountain.

The tiger's mouth tore open, his arms shook violently, and the sword almost came out of his hands.

Immediately, his face was filled with horror.

Click The long sword of the black-clothed warrior made a crisp sound, and was immediately broken into two pieces at the intersection of the two swords.

The bloody sword continued to attack his head with all its remaining power.

"No" The pupils of the black-clothed warrior suddenly shrank, and the aura of death shrouded him, making him terrified, and he let out a cry of fear. laugh The blood sword struck between his eyebrows and out of his abdomen, splitting the black-clothed warrior in half.

The broken internal organs, intestines, and scarlet blood flowed all over the ground.

Qin Yu's heart was as cold as iron, and his expression showed no change.

In this chaotic world, in this world of cannibalism, I don't kill people, but people want to kill me.

In order to survive, I can only have my heart as solid as ice and kill these people without mercy.

The blood sword was withdrawn, but there was no blood on the sword.

Qin Yu could clearly feel that the blood stained on it was quietly and strangely absorbed by the blood sword.

After a battle in Huangqiu City, the Blood Sword did not know how much blood it had absorbed.

Qin Yu vaguely felt that the Blood Sword had undergone a strange change, but this change was unclear and could not be described in words. boom While Qin Yu was thinking, a loud bang came from the ruins of Jiuhua Palace, as if it was about to break through the sky, and even the surrounding mountains seemed to tremble.

Immediately, circles of power ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, centered on Yi Butong and Hua Qing.

The violent power was enough to tear any strong man of the Wuzong into pieces.

In mid-air, the two figures retreated ten feet away from each other, their swords facing each other from a distance.

At this moment, most people's eyes are directed towards the two of them.

The winning or losing between them is the key to determining the outcome of this battle: