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"Brother Tian, retreat!" The first reaction of the Nantian's God Of Slaughter s was to retreat, but Xiao Nantian was different from them. The cold smile was still there with a hint of disdain in it. The bloodstains on his upper body had already solidified under his powerful body. However, he still looked very ferocious. He was like a centipede baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, unwilling to back down.

Xiao Nantian sneered: "Retreat? When have I, Xiao Nantian, retreated? Today, I want to rush out and let them see what is called a Nantian's God Of Slaughter and what is a true underworld. A bunch of dog and chicken, just a motley crowd. "

It was as if Xiao Nantian's words were a little overbearing and arrogant. Facing such a dangerous situation and facing so many enemies, he actually threatened to fight his way out. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this was simply wishful thinking. However, these words gave the killing Nantian's God Of Slaughter an even greater burst of bravery and courage.

It was a sense of pride and courage that thousands of people had never felt before.

In the darkness, the Blue Lake Villa was already surrounded to the point where not even a drop of water could leak out. The people of the Lan family, Xu family, and various other forces all appeared at the main entrance of the Blue Lake Villa.

Just as they were about to charge in, a man with a long blade slowly walked out of the darkness. On his body, there was a ferocious scar and a chilling aura. The long blade was still dripping with a dark red color. His eyes were red as he looked at the incoming person, his entire body releasing a terrifying aura of slaughter.

The shock forced everyone to take half a step back.

Xiao Nantian stood alone with his long blade at the center of the crowd. His black eyes looked up to the black sky, and wandered around the lofty aspirations of his predecessors. The corners of his mouth slightly opened, and used an immense strength to shout: "I am …"

This angry roar continuously reverberated in the dark sky, and resounded until it drifted above the Blue Lake. The youngsters within the dock merely smiled lightly, and said softly: "Xiao Nantian, God Killing Fool, also …"

One person, one blade, the black leather pants reflecting the faint dark red, Xiao Nantian the God of Death, quietly stood in the middle of the crowd, on his delicate and pretty face, his shattered bangs continuously blew in the night wind. A pair of long and narrow eyes, deep and powerful, silently looked at the boundless world. It was as if the people in front of him were ants.

Xiao Nantian bellowed, and with a single blade, he appeared in the middle of the crowd.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, forming a cold smile. He roared again: "I am,!" The voice was louder than before, and it was laced with a harsh and merciless sound. The entire dark air began to vibrate along with the sound wave, causing the entire Jia Xing to vibrate.

The crowd was once again forced back two steps by this powerful aura. In the middle of the crowd, Xiao Nantian's slender body suddenly raised the blade in his hand like a crane in a flock of chickens. A roar of rage rang out, "Kill!"

All of the people blocking in front of Xiao Nantian were ruthless beings who had crawled out from corpses. However, facing Xiao Nantian and Nantian's God Of Slaughter, they were still afraid. It was only at this moment that they realized that, regardless of how many years their blades had been licking their blood, no matter how fierce or ruthless a person was, they were all afraid of death.

With the word death in tow, Xiao Nantian's body moved like a mirage. He suddenly stood up, nimbly like a nightingale, and with a swoosh, he rushed into the crowd. The sharp light of the blade and the color of the blood that came out all expressed the power of this god of slaughter and the invincibility of this god of slaughter.

At the same time, numerous black figures flashed past the walls of the Blue Lake Villa. All of them were holding long blades in their hands, and like Gu Hong, they quickly made their way to the center of the crowd. Endless saber light flashed in the eyes of those who were unable to react in time. Some people's lives had already been taken, leaving behind a pool of warm blood.

The stench of blood continuously spread out, and even Chen Yufan who was on the Jia Xing could smell it. The faint fragrance of the tea was already completely buried by the bloody smell. The smile on Chen Yufan's face also started to have a hint of playfulness. As he played with the human puppet carved from the Pear Blossom Wood in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh emotionally.

With regards to the Wattage Vessel's head, had already regained his senses after facing the fear of a Grandmaster. Although the Dragon's Roar Sword in his hand continued to hum continuously, the aura that he was emitting was sufficient to prove the alertness of the Top Grade Nine Warriors.

With both hands wrapped around the Dragon's Roar Sword in his chest, Qing Shanke inadvertently glanced at the man inside the dock. The corner of his mouth had a strange smile, and he asked: "Are these people your people?"

His voice was not loud, but he knew that Chen Yufan would definitely be able to hear him. Chen Yufan did not deny it and gently nodded and asked: "How is it?"

It was a simple question, but Qing Shanke could understand it clearly. He nodded and revealed a satisfied expression: "Very good!"

Chen Yufan was a little disappointed and sad towards this answer. The Pear Blossom Wood in his hand continued to spin and his eyes kept staring at it, as if it was a beautiful ornament. After an unknown period of time, Chen Yufan heard the voice on the shore become even more intense, and then he said with some disappointment: "Your courage is more than enough, your strategy is not enough!"

"Ha ha!" Qing Shanke immediately laughed, as he looked at the yellow curtain with disdain, and said: "A strategy? In my opinion, you seem to have always been a man of strength. To you, something like a plan is the same whether you have it or not. It's simply a joke. "

"Is that so?" Chen Yufan smiled and touched his chin.

"Isn't it?" Qing Shanke slowly retorted: "If you knew about the strategy, and if you knew about the priorities, it would be even better. This is a very unwise choice, very unwise! "

"Then what do you think I should do?" Chen Yufan curiously looked at.

"With your strength and methods, when could you not send these people into hell so easily and soundlessly? Why did you have to make a move the day before the Jia Xing summit?" Qing Shanke smiled lightly, paused for a while, then continued: "That's right, this is simply a type of..."

After he finished speaking, even Qing Shanke did not know what words he should use to describe such a perverse method.

Chen Yufan only let out a slight smile, as his body lazily leaned against Zhou Qianyun's thigh. His expression was a smile that carried no fear, and he lightly said: "So what, who can do anything to me? I have the power to be arrogant, how can they stand up to me? "

Qing Shanke smiled faintly, and spoke with helplessness amidst the bitterness: "Then why did you come before to discuss some strategy? In front of a freak genius like you, strategy is but a joke. "

"Because not everyone can do as I do!" Chen Yufan said this after a long period of silence.

What kind of person was Chen Yufan? With his heart and means, why would he stay at this level the entire time? So he chose Xiao Nantian as his successor, but this successor didn't seem to have any sense of what it was. It was impossible to not care about surviving and fighting with all his might. Thinking about that, Chen Yufan shook his head, no one knew what he was thinking.

At the end of the darkness, outside of Blue Lake Villa, the figures of people from all four directions appeared like a bolt of lightning that streaked across the sky. Just like this, four rays of light gathered together, and arrived behind Xiao Nantian. The huge encirclement was shattered into pieces, and then spread out.

Xiao Nantian nodded his head in satisfaction, he was killing in all four directions, almost to the point of panic. The four sides were separated, revealing four huge vacuum areas. Now was the best time to fight his way out. Therefore, Xiao Nantian shouted angrily once again: "Break!"

Instantly, with Xiao Nantian in the lead, everyone followed the blade and gathered at the same place. Gu Hong's figure suddenly rushed forward, and in the time it took for a spark to fly, his footsteps did not stop, and ten long blades swept out in all directions, like a gigantic sword formation, revolving back and forth. There was no blood light that flashed, and everything was so calm.

After all, this was a good way to intimidate people. Although Xiao Nantian had paid a huge price for killing his way here, it was still acceptable to kill them all. After going through a test of blood and fire, the Nantian's God Of Slaughter army was finally able to grow and mature.

Ignoring them, with over thirty blade scars on his chest, Xiao Nantian led the Nantian's God Of Slaughter and sliced a path through tens of thousands of soldiers. This path of blood was incredibly cool and elegant, incomparably spacious. Facing such a slaughter, an ordinary person's mind would not be able to withstand it.

For a moment, the entire Blue Lake Villa's exterior and exterior had already become a field filled with Xiu Luo.