After Rui Butong finished speaking, he suddenly smiled at Shi Tianzhao: "What's your name?"
Shi Amaterasu was stunned for a moment and said, "Shi Amaterasu" Rui Butong nodded slowly and said, "Shi Tianzhao, I know."
You die. ” And the sword rushed over Shi Tianzhao and the others had already seen that although the person in front of him was a little stupid and stupid, he was really a master, and the lowest was a saint-level cultivator, so they were all secretly on guard. didn't expect to get him to say hello and didn't make a move, one moment he was still pretending to be crazy and stupid, and the next moment he started asking for his name; Then he did it The opposite sword blade was cold, Shi Tianzhao's body retreated sharply, and behind him, two sixth-grade saint-level masters immediately caught up.
With two bangs, he drew his sword out of its sheath with a sneer on his face.
The two of them were higher than Rui Butong's cultivation, so at a glance, they could see at a glance that the guy in front of them who rushed over was just a saint-level fifth-grade cultivator It's a piece of cake for the two of them "Ahh The two sixth-grade saint-level masters slammed out their swords fiercely, their swords trembled, and a blazing white flashed in the air.
Rui Butong rushed over, and the short sword met the two long swords without fear.
There was a cruel look in the eyes of the two sixth-grade saint-level people Five products, dare to fight six products, it's really impatient to live Just look at our sword and smash you to death Some of the people around were people with good eyesight, knowing that it was absolutely impossible to lose this battle, and they looked at each other with their arms crossed and smiled, as if they were watching two big bad wolves ravaging a little white rabbit.
In full view of everyone, the three swords intersected.
Two long and one short.
There were two clicks, as if a sharp long sword had cut through two thin sections of wood, and in the incredulous eyes of the two saint-level masters, the two swords turned into four sections in an instant; Then Rui's short sword slashed through their throats like a poisonous dragon Blood burst out, and Rui Butong rushed into the crowd without saying a word.
Brush brush brush This is really a strange peak.
Everyone didn't expect that Rui couldn't understand the short sword in his hand; It turned out to be such a decisive divine weapon Not only were the two sixth-grade saint-level victims of being caught off guard, but the people behind him were basically holding their arms to watch a good show, who knew that suddenly their elbows and armpits, the two sixth-grade saint-level masters faced a fifth-grade saint-level, and they died without even blocking a single face, and they were rushed into the crowd by Rui Butong without any defense This time it was really a tiger into the flock.
Everyone would never have been so bad, but now, a miserable scream sounded, Rui Butong cut the throats of seven or eight people with a short sword brush, stabbed into the hearts of five or six people, and a few who flashed quickly were cut off by Rui Butong's arms and legs.
Bloodshot skyrocketing In the heavy snow, it suddenly appeared vivid Rui Butong screamed wildly and continued to rush in, all the way to the depths, clanging along the way, I don't know how many weapons he had cut off, and finally he was stopped and surrounded by many people.
Shi Tianzhao picked up a life, and came out in a cold sweat, and he was afraid; If it weren't for the two sixth-grade saint-level masters of his own family who blocked a block and retreated to the side at the same time, he would have become seven or eight at this moment.
At the moment, he was frightened and yelled wildly: "Kill him together, kill him, kill him, kill him, he, he, he" Needless to say, all the masters have already rushed up, swords and fists at the same time.
Rui Butong shouted wildly, fought frantically, exchanged injuries for injuries, and exchanged lives for lives: "Since Lao Tzu has come out, he has no intention of going back alive to kill and kill" Almost in the blink of an eye, his body was full of blood, and he didn't know how many swords he had hit, and several saint-level masters shot together, frantically palming.
With a bang, Rui couldn't pass through the palm, and actually reached out and broke the short sword in his hand in two, laughing: "Lao Tzu would rather die than give you this sword, I will destroy him" Before the words fell, it was already hit in the air like a hydrangea, and blood gushed out all over his body, and he was out of breath.
Everyone has this kind of thought: such a divine soldier, who doesn't covet it, how would he have thought that this thing would do so much that he actually destroyed this sword when he knew that he would die if he was invincible It's a bastard to the extreme All the saint-level masters rushed forward angrily, and with a few bangs, Rui Butong's body was beaten into a pile of rotten meat.
But his sudden slashing actually killed twenty-three masters, and five others were disabled In the Orchid Garden, although Chu Yang knew that Rui Butong had the ability to be immortal, he still looked at it with tears in his eyes and almost rushed out.
Dong Wushu pressed him: "It's okay." ” Seeing that Rui Butong was dead, Shi Tianzhao and the others couldn't bear it anymore, and roared: "Rush in and kill Chu Yang" Everyone roared, and the major families rushed over like a tide.
The door was kicked open with a bang, and the crowd and others flew into the air in a volley.
The small place in the orchid garden was full of people in an instant.
Only the people of the Ye family and the Ye family disdained to fight with each other and stayed outside.
The next moment, bang Among all the people who flew in from the sky, the masters below the eighth rank of the holy level suddenly fell down like dumplings, and when they fell to the ground, they didn't breathe.
The person who rushed in from the ground, whose cultivation was low, also shook his body, and then suddenly fell, and then his whole body was bruised and he couldn't breathe at all.
The crowd was shocked.
"Poison damn retreat" The tide of the crowd receded again.
Shi Tianzhao, Zhuge Changchang and others had poison-avoiding treasures on their bodies, and they were not poisoned, but they were so frightened that they were almost incontinent, and a total of more than 500 people came, and nearly 400 rushed in this wave.
At present, there are less than 50 of them Three hundred and fifty people, lying on the snow of the Orchid Garden, with all kinds of clothes, just lying in it, their faces were bruised and hideous, and they didn't breathe at all In front of everyone's eyes, a burly young man suddenly appeared in the orchid garden, as soon as he appeared, it was like a majestic mountain, just such a stop, but the innate heroic temperament of the Yuanyu Yuezhi was undoubtedly revealed, and he was holding a black knife in his right hand.
He glanced up at the door, as if he didn't see everyone outside the door, but slowly walked to the people lying down in the courtyard, suddenly raised his hand, spit in the palm of his hand, and muttered: "The boss said that to prove that the enemy is dead, it is best to cut off his head to see if he still can't move."
With a knife in his hand, on the ground, a corpse in Tsing Yi was chopped off by him, and then his body flew and turned into a bolt of lightning, and in the courtyard, more than 300 corpses were chopped off by him one by one, and then one by one, more than 300 heads, just piled up in the yard.
A tall pile After completing all this, he suddenly stroked the knife and roared, laughing: "There is a long knife in his hand, and the laughing and slashing martial saint has a quick headache."
Outside the door, Shi Tianzhao and the others were about to reprimand angrily, when suddenly there was a few bangs, and the few seventh-rank martial saints who had withdrawn from him shook their bodies and fell down, and then, more and more people fell.
Among those who rushed in, there were nearly thirty more who withdrew and fell.
Everyone was bruised, and after a few convulsions, they lost their breath, and several seventh-grade saint-level vultures struggled in pain for a long time before they lost their breathing.
Their cultivation is profound, but they can't resist the dozens of worldly poisons carefully arranged by Chu Yang and rushed in from the gate together, and rushed all the way to the courtyard, and they had already been poisoned at least three times, and one was mixed with poison ran out, but he was already poisoned, and he couldn't hold it until now Now, of the people from the major families who rushed in, only twenty-four people were still standing.
These people are all martial saints above the eighth rank, and each of them has enough cultivation to resist the poisonous mist; However, the huge contrast of three hundred and fifty people suddenly became twenty-four, but everyone almost collapsed The sudden and huge change made everyone's bodies tremble.
The snowflakes that came to their faces hit their faces, and they were cold to the bones, and everyone felt that their hearts were as cold as this snowflake.
Fear in his eyes.
What kind of poison is this So overbearing Everyone looked into the courtyard with a cold vest, but they didn't notice that behind them, there was a corpse that was almost minced meat, faintly emitting a faint red light Dong Wuxian finished cutting off the head, walked a few steps forward, the blade of the knife in his hand went down, and suddenly inserted it in the courtyard, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, looking up at the people outside the door, a mighty breath emanated from him, and suddenly shouted: "Who will send death" With this shout, a sharp sword intent suddenly broke through the air First, a saint-level eighth-grade master of the Lan family collided violently with this sharp sword intent, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and with a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Night Killing Rain's face was heavy, and he muttered: "The Holy Monarch in the Sword, the lowest rank of seven" Ye Mengse sighed abruptly: "When I saw him in the third day of middle school, he was just a sword emperor.
At this moment, when I was already a Saint Monarch, I felt that this person's future was limitless, and I tried my best to invite him, but I was preempted by the law enforcers, but I didn't expect that his entry would be so terrifying."
At this moment, Yejia took a step forward, with one hand, and with a bang, the walls of the Lanxiang Garden collapsed neatly, and the bricks and stones flew out in all directions with a bang, and here, it became a flat land.
His hands kept flying, and suddenly a strong wind rose in the air, and the terrible wind swept the snowflakes and rolled wildly towards the courtyard of the Orchid Garden, blowing the corpses and heads in the courtyard and the thick snow, all of which disappeared be neat and tidy Everyone's eyes lit up.
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After this, no matter how powerful the poisonous fog is, it has already been scraped away To be continued: