Chapter 1131

At night, with a sneer on his mouth, his hands dancing and the strong wind driving him, he cleaned up the orchid garden.

Even the flower rack and stone table in the yard disappeared.

The strong wind continued to blow, which lasted a column of incense!

Dong Wushang stood still with his hands on the knife. His clothes are flying in the air, but he still has the sense of knife in his eyes and is awe inspiring all over! Towering like a mountain, vigorous and motionless!

In the room, Meng Chaoran exclaimed: "the harmless bearing is natural. It's really a great hero!"

Ink tears showed a proud smile in her eyes and smiled.

Chu Le'er on one side was trembling, with pride, fear, uneasiness and excitement in his eyes. Two small fists clenched tightly: "brother, did I kill those people?"

Chu Yang said, "that's good. It's joy's credit. " While talking, he carefully observed the reaction of the little girl's eyes and face. In my heart, I sighed: poison is really powerful!

If hundreds of Saint level masters fight hard, I don't know what will happen. However, with the cooperation of Chu Le'er and himself, any damage was caused, and he died here silently!

Poison skill is really powerful. No wonder it's easy to learn but difficult to refine. In the world, people practice poison all their life. Those who use poison are like the sand of a river. I don't know how many. However, since ancient times, there is only one drug doctor dance city that has really shocked the world with drugs!

Now, another Chu Le'er is added.

"They are all bad people!" Chu Le'er's body trembled, but his eyes gradually calmed down and said, "brother, I'll kill them, that's right!"

Chu Yang clenched her little hand tightly and said, "yes, that's right! Because if you don't kill them, they'll kill us. It was Le'er who protected us. "

Chu Le'er finally smiled happily and became proud.

The night finally stopped.

I threw it into the air. I don't know where to catch it.

The man screamed, his feet fell to the ground, fell into the orchid garden, trembled, sat on the ground, looked around in horror, and didn't seem to understand why he was here?

This man, obviously an ordinary person living nearby, was only caught by the seedlings and caught by the night for experiment. Chu Yang looked angry and said faintly, "you bastard, it's really inappropriate to take human life. He wants to experiment. He just comes in. Why involve ordinary people who don't know martial arts? "

Meng Chaoran smiled faintly: "people of the nine families have never treated ordinary people as adults for the last three days?"

Chu Yang's eyes flashed.

At this time, the man in the yard finally woke up, screamed and ran away. He shouted: "there's a ghost... There's a ghost..." he ran all the way and fell all the way. He was incontinent all the way, dripping all the way, and the whole trend finally ran away

Outside, the night gave a sneer. After his hands were negative, he said faintly, "there's no poison."

Everyone can see this. His face is very ugly.

This sentence of night is clearly accusing the major families of being too reckless.

Shi Tianzhao said, "Lord night, our families are losing too much. In the next wave, Lord night will arrange your two families to attack?"

Ye mengse smiled faintly, glanced at him obliquely and said, "don't you fight for work?"

Shi Tianzhao's face turned red and white and stopped talking. So many people were poisoned just now, and now there is another saint in the sword. It's not so easy to provoke. As the master, chuyang hasn't come out yet.

If you go up and chuyang hasn't killed yet, all your people will die... What will you use to fight for merit? That's bullshit

"Kill the rain at night. You take people to rush in." The light start of the night.

The night killed the rain and said faintly, "my cultivation is shallow. I can't only fight like this. I'd better wait outside." In yesha Yu's heart, somehow there was a strange idea, that is, he didn't want to be the enemy of chuyang, and he vaguely felt that if he was the enemy of chuyang, he would die without a burial place!

Now, although the night is respected in the night family, it is a collateral place, but the night killing rain is a direct blood. Now, seeing that he relied on the old to sell the old and ordered himself, night killing rain took advantage of the topic and simply hid away!

In a big family, there is a fundamental difference between the lineal blood and the collateral blood! The night is not qualified to order the night to kill the rain.

In the night, his eyes were angry, but he didn't say much anymore. He shouted, "go in!"

Wave your hand!

Ye mengse waved at the same time and sighed, "I wanted to make some good friends, but I didn't expect to see each other until now!"

The people of the Ye family also rushed with a bang.

In situ, only seven or eight self-sustaining Jiupin Saint level masters were left, together with night, ye mengse, night killing rain and so on.

In the hospital, Dong Wushang suddenly looked up, two sharp knives shot out of his eyes, laughed and shouted, "it's hard for me to wait!"

Suddenly rush forward!

It's like a mountain, starting to move!

His ink knife was still inserted on the ground. He rushed forward. The ink knife ploughed out a deep trace on the ground. It seemed that with his forward rush, the whole earth was cracked!

In an instant, he rushed to an eight grade Saint level master at night. Dong Wushang shouted loudly, and the ink knife suddenly bounced into the air, and a black thunderbolt fell down!

The man roared and greeted with a sword!

There was a deafening noise. As soon as several first-class and second-class Saint level masters were close to Dong Wushang, they were knocked to the ground by the loud noise and blood gushed from their mouths.

Dong Wushang smashed the knife with the back of the knife!

With a loud noise, the long sword in the saint level master's hand was smashed, and his right hand was also smashed, while Dong Wushang's ink knife was smashed from top to bottom!

The back of the knife slammed on the man's head. With a crack, he smashed a piece of tofu. The crack sound sounded. The man's whole bones began from the head, and the whole body was crushed, and the body was as soft as mud.

Dong Wushang drank loudly, and the ink knife mentioned it. This time, he cut straight with the blade, and rushed into the crowd like a crazy tiger.

With one knife, no matter what the opponent is, he will fly backward with broken tendons and fractures. With the next knife, the three people will be cut off by blocking their waist. Dong Wushang strides forward, stepping on the sea of corpses and blood, he is still heroic and powerful!

"Is that all the people of the nine families have?"

The broadsword suddenly fell and turned into a black whirlwind. It rushed left and right in the crowd and was invincible. Everywhere we went, there was a scream.

A saint level master below the ninth grade was killed by chopping melons and vegetables.

With a roar, Dong Wushang stepped on the blood of the body and began to rush back with great strides! The ground was full of blood. If you step on it, the blood splashed for several feet.

More than a dozen people who had rushed in were chased and killed by him. In an instant, they were dead and injured!

Dong Wushang rushed to the innermost part, suddenly turned around, ink knife, forefinger!

In the back, more than 40 people were rushing over. When he turned around and raised his knife, he suddenly stopped his steps! The people behind didn't have time to stop their steps, but they bumped into the people in front!

Dong Wudang's dagger had a slight droop on his forefinger and a thread of blood; The brush fell down along the tip of the knife. The corners of his mouth slowly drew up a sneer and said faintly, "who else doesn't want to live?"

The opposite is silent!

Nearly a hundred people rushed over and were killed by Dong Wu, more than 50, more than half!

"It seems that we can't do it?" Ink tears are eager to try.

"Most of these rushed here are below grade 8. The real experts have not shot yet!" Chu Yang looked at more than 30 people standing far away from the gate and said, "those are the real opponents! In other words, our real dangerous moment has not yet come. "

Mo lei'er took a breath and said, "no injury. I've always been with him in the battle for more than a year. At the moment, I really want to go out and fight side by side with him!"

Chuyang said with a smile, "if you go out now, you will lose your momentum without injury."

Meng Chaoran nodded in agreement and said, "now Dong Wushang has successfully created a heroic spirit of one knife in hand and thousands of troops to make changes! This heroic spirit is the most frightening to the enemy. You are a female; If you go out at this time, you will catch tenderness in iron blood and make the enemy feel that such Dong is not hurt, so it is not terrible. "

Mo lei'er sighed and said, "I see."

How can ink tears not understand this truth? But now seeing Dong Wushang fighting alone, he is always in a panic.

At the moment, Dong Wushang is already another charge.

Black clothes and black hair floated back, and the ink knife, like ink lightning, rushed at more than 40 people who had entered the courtyard. The cry of killing suddenly rang out.

Practice charging for three times and kill these people!

The whole yard was full of blood.

Strangely, there were still 30 people outside. Each of them was a saint level master, but they didn't rush in. Just watching Dong Wushang kill so helplessly!

"It's a pity to kill such a hero!" Ye mengse looked at Dong Wushang with admiration: "if you want to die, you also need to be buried with the strong!"

The night humed coldly and said, "the reason why I stopped the reinforcements is not to let these people bury him! I don't have your ridiculous idea of sympathizing with each other! "

Ye mengse said angrily, "then why did you stop?" There is a kind of depression that "I had a heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch".

"Spirit!" The night light said: "this man is the Seven Saints of the sword. As we all know, the two saints of the sword can kill beyond their level! Even if he, the sage king of the seven grade sword, can stand and kill a one grade supreme when his momentum is in full swing and his fighting spirit is high, I am no exception! "

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