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The battle of life and death was about to begin!

At this moment, I focused all of my attention on the Three Revolutions Thousand Lightning Strikes on the Date Sword that Grand Master had passed down in my hands, and countless scenes instantly gushed out from my mind. In the past half year, the martial arts that Master and Eldest Senior Brother had taught me about the Yin Yang Dao Scriptures, as well as the martial arts of the inner and outer forces, quickly flashed through my mind. Every move, every point, countless fatal acupoints, and in addition, the inner strength in my dantian continuously gushed into my hand.

Kill!

With a sudden thought, I felt that I had found some kind of aura. Master's 10% of the cultivation level that he taught me was activated quite a bit in this moment of life and death.

A black-clothed person hacked towards my head with a large blade. It was extremely fast, but in my eyes, it suddenly became a slow motion. Before his blade could land, the sword in my hand immediately arrived and stabbed towards his chest.

That person widened his eyes in disbelief. He was unwilling to accept this outcome, but soon after, I sent out another kick and kicked his lower abdomen, sending him flying.

In this kick, I used a great amount of strength. I used almost all of my strength. The black-clothed man's body flew out upside down, crashing into the crowd.

I followed the black clothed man who was sent flying and caught up. With a sweep of my sword, I cut two people's throats in a row. Fresh blood spurted out.

At this moment, all of my thoughts were on the sword. In the beginning, what I was worried about, what I feared, were all thrown to the back of my mind.

I've never killed anyone before, and I know that killing someone is worth it.

So, I had no choice but to kill. As for what would happen in the future, I did not care about that at all. I would start a massacre. If it wasn't you, then it was me.

The smell of fresh blood immediately spread in the air, deeply stimulating the original violent feelings in my heart. My eyes only contained fresh blood and everyone's vitals.

The sword in my hand is the scythe in the hands of Death. Every time I swing my sword, the lives of one or two people will end with my sword.

At this moment, I don't know why my body is so fast, or why my every sword is so precise.

Perhaps the Gui Sha in my body is causing trouble, because its resentment hasn't dissipated yet, and is using my body to start a massacre. Or maybe it's my master's 10% cultivation that exploded in my body, allowing me to have godly assistance at this moment.

In short, with a single step, I killed ten of them, and seven or eight of them fell in a pool of blood from my charge. Fresh blood once again stained my clothes.

I think that my eyes must be blood-red at this moment. I smell the blood, which makes me unable to control myself, as if this kind of feeling makes me yearn for it. I can't wait to see the scene of the sword chopping flesh and blood flying everywhere.

At this moment, I was acting too bravely. Many people's corpses fell below me. Those people who were originally charging towards me had terrified expressions on their faces. They all retreated, not daring to move forward.

After I had killed many people, I felt a wave of weakness spread to my body.

At this moment, it took a long time to find them, but someone found them. Soon after, they madly chased after them, and after a great battle, they encountered a dozen or so Tibetan mastiffs chasing after them. Those Tibetan mastiffs didn't kill them all, but a large group of black-clothed men soon caught up.

That night, I didn't have a moment to catch my breath. I had been running at a high speed, and now that I had stopped, I felt really tired.

There was blood constantly dripping from the Three Revolutions Thousand Year Date Sword and even though I was tired, I pretended that nothing had happened. I coldly looked at the black-clothed people and said: "Who else?"

No one replied to my shout. Instead, everyone took a few steps back.

Right now, I am a fiendish demon. Whoever comes first dies.

They were scared.

When I turned my head to look, I saw that eldest senior brother had forced the middle-aged man to retreat with a single sword strike. He formed a few weird hand seals and chanted a long string of incantations, forming a single breath at once. After which, he stomped on the ground with both of his feet and a layer of golden light appeared on his body.

I've seen this move before in the residence of Hua Man Lane, 44. This is our sect's special technique.

The Eldest Senior Brother was also being forced into a corner. He was certainly not a match for the middle-aged man, so he had no choice but to use his big move.

The Eldest Senior Brother held the peach wood sword in his hand and shouted before charging towards the middle-aged man.

However, he quickly reacted and retreated a few steps. Then, he took out three paper men from his body and threw them on the ground. Then, he made a few hand seals and quickly chanted an incantation.

In the blink of an eye, a magical scene appeared, but the three paper men suddenly started emitting a dense black smoke. In the blink of an eye, the three paper men stood up, dressed in iron armor, holding onto long spears and sabers.

The senior monk was abnormally brave, but the heavenly soldiers that the three paper men had transformed into were also very powerful. They trapped the eldest brother in the middle, preventing him from advancing or retreating.

This middle-aged man's cultivation level was higher than the Eldest Senior Brother to begin with, yet he produced another three paper puppets. My Eldest Senior Brother was unable to withstand this and was forced to retreat several steps back.

At this moment, the black-clothed men who were standing opposite me reacted and charged towards me once more.

I turned my head and started to fight with the men in black.

This time, I did not have the previous ferocious ending. I was no longer a one-hit kill, but instead, I was heavily surrounded and trapped in a very dangerous situation.

I killed two more people in a row, but I was also cut several times on my body. Especially my back.

Just when I was at the peak of my battle with the group of men in black, I suddenly heard a blood-curdling screech coming from behind me, giving me a fright. I hurriedly turned my head to look, only to see Eldest Senior Brother being stabbed in the chest by the middle-aged man, before he landed a kick in Eldest Senior Brother's chest.