As a result of the sword light, the dense crowd was suddenly evaporated and melted, and the sword light was ten zhang thick; All the people in the three major sects within this range, without exception, have all turned into ashes "Ahh The three major sects, four or five saint primaries, and seven or eight celestial peaks greeted them at the same time Resist Everyone has carried out their own lifelong cultivation and resisted with all their might In the face of such a terrifying sword aura, fighting back is just a joke If you can resist it, you will snicker Even if you resist with all your strength like this, you may not be able to resist it, but if you don't block it, I'm afraid that this bloody alley will pass, and the more than 3,000 sect disciples present will be doomed seven or eight times out of ten rumble It's like two of the most brilliant meteors suddenly colliding when they are flying at high altitude and high speed More than a dozen masters scattered like bombs The ultimate version of slaughtering the world, extreme compression, extreme explosion, the power can be said to have reached the extreme of the move, such a terrorist attack, it is almost equivalent to a saint-level junior powerhouse concentrating all his vitality and exploding Such power is unstoppable The dozen or so masters who fought head-on, each of them was spurting blood, and there were five or six of them, when they were flying in the air, their bodies were already paralyzed and powerless, and they couldn't control it at all, and their bodies were like a rainbow of blood, flying far away.
The Great Elders with the highest cultivation turned their heads and flew out with bloody arrows, and everyone was bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and their internal organs were violently shaken, and they were dizzy.
And that sword light suddenly scattered because of this strong interception, and then it recondensed again, and rushed towards the scattered crowd firmly The street where the incident occurred was originally quite wide.
As one of the main streets of Lonely Bamboo City, the number of pedestrians that can be accommodated is naturally undoubted.
But now, this once extraordinarily wide street seems extremely narrow.
The blood waves rolled up almost endlessly, but in an instant, the whole street was dyed with a layer of brilliant blood red A hoarse voice smiled: "It's really rare, so many people are lined up and huddled together waiting for me to kill, if it doesn't fulfill your kindness, won't you live up to the beauty of your sincerity and benevolence, and you will inevitably regret it for life." ” In the rampant and arrogant laughter, the sword light that was the same width as the entire street shook inexplicably, and then rushed straight into the sky Behind, a figure pounced on it at a terrifying speed that was indescribably indescribable, mixed with a roar like a broken liver and intestines: "Stay" The latecomer is the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Gate So far, the three major sects have suffered heavy losses, especially the people of the Iron Sword Sect, who have almost been wiped out in this battle Faced with this result, the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Sect had gone crazy.
At this moment, he has lost his mind, and his only thought is to destroy the source that caused all this Even though it was already foreseeable that the sword light was about to fly away, the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Sect still desperately caught up at this moment, urging all the life force to come, and he actually came first, catching up with Chu Yang who was hit with one blow and fled at full speed for the first time.
"Where is the thief, don't give me your life," the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Gate shouted sharply, and rushed forward desperately.
Chu Yang's heart was suddenly shocked, he didn't dare to slack off, he mustered up all his strength, and the Nine Tribulation Sword waved in the air, and with a "boom", the two collided in the air without any tricks Bang bang bang Puff puff A series of voices were completely intertwined in that moment.
The whole process is described as if the whole process is very long, but in fact, the two of them parted at one touch, Chu Yang snorted miserably, volleyed up again, stumbled in the air, and then moaned: "Enough" With a mouthful, a mouthful of crimson blood turned into a blood mist and drifted in the air, and then the sword light flashed, but this time it really disappeared, and no one could catch up with it.
It's just that people with a heart can see that although the speed at which this sword light leaves is still extremely fast, and it can't catch up, but the sword shadow faintly has a bit of a shaky meaning, obviously that person has been seriously injured.
This point, the Great Elder of the Ghost Dragon, who was particularly concerned about it, naturally saw it most clearly, but at this moment, almost all of them were seriously injured, and even if they wanted to pursue, they were already powerless, and they were helpless.
Unless he is like the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Gate, he will sacrifice his life to pursue regardless of it.
However, this life, now everyone is still a little reluctant.
After all, the situation of the other two major sects is not as bleak as the Iron Sword Sect, and there is still room for strength.
The "Great Elder" Iron Sword Sect's remaining less than 100 people cried out in grief.
In the air, the body of the Great Elder floated, swirling and landing, in the throat, on the forehead, heart, vest, neck, top of the head, lower abdomen, chest, and dantian Anything that can be fatal is blood spraying randomly.
His eyes, now hollow and wooden, swirled and fell from the air, lifeless.
It's like a dead leaf drifting in late autumn, falling into the arms of the disciples who are crying like rain below, and it is already dying.
At the moment of contact just now, he used all his strength to hit Chu Yang with nineteen palms in a row, marking Chu Yang with the most serious injury since this raid, but on the other hand, he was also stabbed by Chu Yang with ninety-seven swords like he didn't want to die Nine Tribulation Sword, each sword devoured the countless vitality of the Great Elder After the ninety-seven swords, the vitality of this Great Elder of the Iron Sword Sect has been lost ninety percent of his vitality, and he has no way to return to the heavens, and there is no possibility of survival With his godless eyes open, the Great Elder of the Iron Sword Sect suddenly smiled hoarsely and muttered, "People can't lose their hearts, and if they lose their hearts, they will be defeated."
He suddenly struggled to get up, struggled to raise his head, and laughed miserably: "If you lose your heart, you will die" There was another hoarse long laugh, and blood suddenly overflowed from the seven orifices, and he muttered: "Is it really worth it to tell the head of the sect just for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of years of foundation of the Iron Sword Sect?"
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who were holding him were all crying bitterly, but the Great Elder had already closed his eyes.
I closed my eyes forever, and there was no possibility of opening them again Although the blood on his body was still flowing, there was no sound in his whole body.
He's dead.
A man, a sword, comes and goes Before and after but in a fleeting moment The other party didn't even stop, but the thousands of people gathered here by the three major sects were two-thirds less out of thin air Although everyone knows that the people who came also paid a huge price, such a result still shocked everyone Even Uncle Hu and Uncle Ma in the distance were shocked on their faces.
In terms of cultivation alone, they have reached the peak level of the primary saint, and either of them has the confidence that they can face that person without falling behind, or even win in battle But if they want to achieve such a result, even if the two of them attack at the same time, they may not be able to do it, and absolutely none of the people who are here now are mediocre Each of them is a real master above the saint level "Sharp" Uncle Hu took a deep breath.
"It's really sharp," Uncle Ma thoughtfully in his eyes.
"This person, a total of several shots, the first shot, was that night, the three major sects lost a thousand people.
The whole process was silent."
"The second shot was at the gate of the city in the early morning.
Kill more than three hundred with one sword.
There was only an instant between the third and second time, and hundreds of people died at the Iron Sword Gate. ” "The fourth shot was in the middle of the night, when a raid killed 400 people.
This was followed by another interception of reinforcements, three times before and after" "Today, it's his eighth shot" There was a strong shock in Uncle Ma's eyes: "These eight shots have killed nearly 8,000 people in total."
"More than ninety percent of the elite strength of the three major sects of Mo Yuntian was almost cleaned up by him alone."
The muscles on Uncle Hu's face twitched: "The people from the three major sects who came this time are only in their early nine thousands, but now, almost eight thousand people have died at the hands of this person."
"If you count the prince and those who talked about the killing, the people of the three major sects still survived, but I am afraid that there are less than a thousand."
After thinking like this, both of them looked at each other in shock.
It's not that I don't know, but I'm shocked.
Only then did I find that the people of the three major sects seemed to be about to be killed by that person As for the ones who were killed by someone and a certain prince combination, although they are not a few of the worst, there are only a few dozen people, which is basically negligible As far as the eye can see, there is a gloomy fog.
The blood stumps all over the ground artificially created a Shura hell Moreover, in such a short period of time.
Demon Ningning stood there, and was also really taken aback by this sudden situation.
Staring at the live purgatory on earth, I only felt that the shock and worship in my heart came like a tsunami from the mountains This, this is a heroic act, this is the bloody rivers and lakes, this is the killing war The prince was there with heartfelt emotion, dizzy and immersed, so that when the incident just happened, Tan Tan pulled him and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but Demon Ning Ning didn't react at all, and Tan Tan, who was not able to cultivate, couldn't drag a certain prince away.
Tan Tan was helpless.
What the hell is going on with this thing, why did it suddenly make a mistake at this time, and I can't pull it, so I can't just go it alone Therefore, when talking about the Great Demon King, he had to be very helplessly accompanied, and his heart was infinitely entangled.
Your sister, even if you want to get nervous, it's okay to change the time and place, now this is the battlefield, uncle Chu Yang, who was seriously injured, was very safe.
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In Chu Yang's opinion, after such a big killing, the chaos created directly and indirectly is enough for Tan Tan to escape a hundred times, and there is room for Tan Tan to escape a hundred times, and more importantly, his own transmission, Tan Tan will seize the opportunity to escape no matter what Therefore, although this time it is a complete hollowing out, even to the point of being seriously injured, it is still very worthwhile To be continued
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