Chapter 246

He went to the mirror and said, "I've seen the master of the mirror!"

The mirror nodded humanely, then turned the mirror to his master and asked, "what can I do for you? Well It won't be that again, will it? "

The master of Wuxin mirror nodded to the mirror. The mirror of Wuxin mirror immediately showed the appearance of a man with a sad face.

"Boy, do you see the shadows below? Do you know what these are? " A serious face appears on the mirror of Wu Xin mirror, staring at Ye Hongtian and asking.

Ye Hongtian gently shakes his head. If it hadn't been for the sudden mention of these shadows by Wu Xin Jing, ye Hongtian would have forgotten the existence of these shadows.

Now I carefully looked up and down the shadows again. The shapes of these shadows were very similar to those of people, just like shadows. There were 98 shadows in total, which were neatly arranged in the palace.

"These are the warriors who tried to be my master but failed. Most of them belong to xuantianzong. Do you still want to be my master when you know these?" Wu Xin mirror asked seriously.

Ye Hongtian glanced at the ninety-eight shadows below. There was no big change in his face. To say that the change was that his face became more serious.

"It's their business that they can't do it. I'm me and I'm not them. Their failure only shows that they are not qualified enough!" Ye Hongtian said, looking directly at the heart mirror.

As soon as this word came out, a stunned face appeared on the mirror surface of the Wu Xin mirror. Then he burst out laughing, and the word "good" was constantly spread out from the mirror.

At this time, the owner of wuxinjing slapped the laughing wuxinjing. The laughter of wuxinjing stopped suddenly. Ye Hongtian's figure suddenly appeared on the mirror, but it was different. Ye Hongtian couldn't help trying to find out the difference between him and "he" in the mirror.

Looking at the mirror for a while, a dazzling white light came out from the mirror. Ye Hongtian quickly closed his eyes, felt the white light disappeared, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Kill! Kill! Kill

Ye Hongtian, who just opened his eyes, heard a cry of killing. All the killing thoughts were locked on Ye Hongtian, and all around were armed men with sharp weapons.

Ye Hongtian looks surprised. He was just in the palace. How could he come to a battlefield all of a sudden? Moreover, he singled out a group for his battlefield.

Countless warriors attack Ye Hongtian. Ye Hongtian easily evades the attack of these men and jumps into the air to look down.

When ye Hongtian looked at it from a high position, he found that there were so many warriors in a hundred Li area. At least there were millions of people. Ye Hongtian felt numb.

Try to spread the wings, but still can't open, ye Hongtian stayed in mid air for a while, then slowly fell towards the crowd.

"No matter! There are too many people, no matter what these people want to kill me for, just want to kill me! I want him dead Ye Hongtian saw that he was getting closer to the ground, and his face was cold.

With Ye Hongtian's explosive drink, countless wind and thunder bombs gather around him, and they constantly blow towards the crowd below. Each wind and thunder bomb can kill hundreds of fighters.

However, as soon as the wind and thunder beads burst out of the crowd, they will be filled by the people nearby in less than a breath. Ye Hongtian can't finish fighting.

In mid air, ye Hongtian fell to the ground like a meteorite. With a loud bang, all the people within 100 feet of Ye Hongtian were shocked to fly, and fell to the ground and died.

Looking around, ye Hongtian's face is very dignified. His series of moves have killed tens of thousands of people at least, but the number of these warriors is as if they didn't decrease. In a moment, ye Hongtian is surrounded again.

A golden sword is condensed in the hand, and the moonlight yearns to use it. Countless sword Qi is chopped at the martial artists around, and countless warriors' heads fall to the ground. But in a moment, someone will come up again.

Ye Hongtian's body is covered with blood, and his original white clothes have been dyed red with blood. Ye Hongtian, who is bathed in blood, is like the Shura in hell.

With the more people killed, the momentum of Ye Hongtian has also changed greatly. Ye Hongtian, who originally looked handsome and cheerful, now feels that no one is allowed to enter.

At this time, ye Hongtian's eyes were red, his whole body was splashed with murderous spirit, his expression was crazy, and with a bloody smile, he numbly waved his sword, and constantly killed the martial artists around him. Basically, he could kill more than ten with one sword.

With the passage of time, there are more and more corpses on the ground. At the foot of Ye Hongtian, a corpse mountain has been piled up. He is holding a golden sword and coldly glances at the soldiers who surround him.

After a day and night of slaughter, ye Hongtian can't count how many people he has killed. However, the soldiers who besiege him are as if they can't be killed completely. Every time when ye Hongtian has killed all of them, he looks up and finds that he is surrounded again.

In this way, ye Hongtian fell into a circle of death. In addition to killing people, he was surrounded and killed again!Just as ye Hongtian was about to rush into the crowd again to kill, a sound rang in his head, which made him stop killing.

"Happy to kill?"

With this sound, those who besiege Ye Hongtian suddenly stop attacking Ye Hongtian and stand there.

The voice sounded again, and ye Hongtian frowned and looked around, as if he wanted to find the person who said the words. Unfortunately, he looked around and saw no suspicious person.

The voice sounded again in Ye Hongtian's head. Ye Hongtian no longer looked around, but bowed his head and pondered.

After sinking for a moment, ye Hongtian slowly raised his head and said solemnly, "very happy!"

At the end of the speech, an old man in white came from a distance, so fast that ye Hongtian's eyes could not catch him. In an instant, he came to Ye Hongtian.

The old man in white pinched Ye Hongtian's neck, lifted Ye Hongtian up, and said angrily, "you have killed so many people in this seat. You have not only no sense of guilt, but also told me that you are very happy?"

The strength of the old man in white is very strong. Ye Hongtian, who was held up in mid air by his neck, only felt that he had difficulty breathing and could not speak. His face was in pain.

Looking at Ye Hongtian, the old man in white is full of killing intention. Even if ye Hongtian has killed hundreds of thousands or millions of warriors, the concentrated killing intention is not as strong as this old man.

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