Chapter 385

When the light of the sword dissipated, all the disciples of the blood withered Hall who rushed in like ghosts all stopped at the same place, as if they were bound by an invisible force.

The blood in the pupils flowed down like a spring, flowing through their faces, which could not distinguish their facial features. It dropped on the grass and made a sound of "nourishing".

The fresh green grass in the blood stained that moment, as if absorbed the vitality of the general, quickly withered yellow, and finally turned into a pool of gray powder.

"Eh ~" Guzhong took a breath of surprise. Did these demons cultivate their own blood into sulfuric acid?

Then, Gu Zhong saw a row of motionless xuekutang disciples. Their whole necks were covered with blood, and there was a deep trace in the blood vessels, among which there was continuous blood overflow.

All the disciples of Xueku Hall who spent their essence to practice magic skills all put on a scarlet coat and stood there feeling the taste of death.

Because there are small sword marks on their necks. Although the blood doesn't gush out, it flows slowly. Their mind and soul are also slowly separated from their bodies.

This process seems to be very long, let them extremely painful and suffering, but can not stop, can only go to personally experience the arrival of death.

"Poop

"Poop

More than a dozen disciples of xuekutang collapsed on the ground. Gradually lost the message of life.

As people in the devil's road, they understand death more than ordinary people, and even have a good awareness of death.

It's just that when this moment comes to me, it turns out that Very reluctant!

"Goo Doo."

Under the joint efforts of Cangshan sect's disciples, more than 100 demon warriors were killed and wounded. Wang XingKong killed all the demonized demons.

The remaining dozens of students, who had not yet come or were demonized, swallowed their saliva, their eyes filled with horror, and their hands trembled involuntarily.

Where did these people come from? A few moves will destroy more than ten companions. This strength is really terrible!

Even the elders of the six stream sect can't do it. Is it true that the other side is also practicing the magic arts that can quickly improve their accomplishments?

It's not a few moves, it's a move.

Wang XingKong's sword came out of the scabbard, and the light of the sword twinkled, and they were already dead.

"Brush!"

Some of the disciples who are close to the top of the mountain make the most correct choice in the fastest time and retreat outward by using the sect's body method.

However, as soon as he turned around, his eyes were dull. As far as he could see, the deputy hall leader and some surviving brothers had already fought with those unidentified people.

It's not a fight! It's their senior brother, who was slaughtered by the group of teenagers who didn't seem to be 17-8 years old!

In particular, the vice leader's strength is even stronger than the missing one. In the face of an unknown youth, he has no strength to fight back!

"Break!"

On one side of Guzhong's body, the spirit power poured into his arm. In a moment of confusion, the octopus used his own blood essence to condense a bloody sword to resist the attack of Guzhong.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

The octopus's body burst back several steps, and the blood mist was offset by the powerful sword Qi. His eyes twinkled with disbelief.

The weapon condensed by blood mist is corrosive! Ordinary martial arts can't be broken through at all.

"Puff

Just at this time, a man not far behind his back was directly penetrated into the chest by Tang Wu with a short blade.

"Bang!"

He kicked the corpse away and looked at the blade stained with blood. He whispered: "it's much better to kill a man than to kill a fierce beast."

"Puff

"Puff

At the other end, there is a colorful halo under Ye Huan's feet. Around his body are countless long swords made of spiritual power.

the flying sword array rushes into the crowd of the disciples of the evil path, and the blood of the remnant limbs splashes.

I have been trained in the tomb of gods and demons, and I have fought with the evil forces at the mouth of the valley, so I can still be calm in killing people.

Yang Hai and others did not experience, so under the dual advantages of strength and equipment, killing a member, the blood stained hands were shaking violently.

No one is born to be cruel, and no one is born to like to kill.

Therefore, the killing was a spiritual experience for Cangshan sect disciples.

At present, the number of the two sides is almost the same, but the Cangshan sect's disciples can crush them regardless of their strength or equipment. Therefore, it is absolutely a unilateral massacre if they fight together.

Especially when they gradually adapted to killing, their mood began to change, until their hands did not shake and their hearts were not nervous. It was even more cruel to kill them.

If people don't attack me, I won't be able to kill people without blinking an eye.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the famous disciples of xuekutang were killed and injured. In the whole subsidence, only one octopus is left.At this time, if the octopus hand did not know the identity of Gu Zhong and others, he would have no brain. He could not only confirm that Gu Zhong and others were the Cangshan school in the black mountain city.

It can also be concluded that his second brother and the brothers whose whereabouts are unknown must have died at the hands of Cangshan sect.

At this time, the octopus hand's canthus was about to crack, staring at the ancient clock in front of him, and roared: "boy! I'm going to cramp you

"Jie Jie Jie." After that, he did not forget to send out a spooky smile.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, the ancient bell appeared in front of him with light and agile boots, and said darkly, "I'm afraid it can't be as you wish."

The octopus's hand smile solidifies, the eye son overflows with fright.

This guy's speed is so fast that he can't even catch the boy's figure for a few moments. He doesn't even know how close he is.

"Brush!"

Just at this time, the ancient clock, which was close to him within one meter, sneered and waved his fist.

Not good Octopus hands a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at the boss.

Boom!

The carrier of Guzhong's fist is strong enough to split the valley. In addition, his twelve fold cultivation is blessed. Under the rapid bombardment, the octopus with the same cultivation as Guzhong has no ability to fight back at all. Can only be hit in the abdomen with one blow.

In an instant, the eyes of the octopus protruded, and a aura from the back of the bombarded position spread violently around. The clothes suddenly broke into a fist size hole.

"Wow A mouthful of blood spurted out, tearing heart and lung, pain instantly hit the heart.

Gu Zhong hit the octopus hand with a blow, and his powerful fist force all went into the octopus hand's body. Although he didn't fly out, it hurt his internal organs.

"Pa!" Another incomparable aura hit the wound of the octopus hand's abdomen. The aura with fire element penetrated the wound of the octopus hand. "Ah --"

this action of Guzhong undoubtedly added fuel to the fire and properly sprinkled salt on the wound.

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