Hun Hai Sect, regarded by everyone in the martial arts circle as the gate of the fairy house, is carrying out an unequal massacre.

The people of the Unidentified Haizong were embarrassed, and several elder-level characters were in a line to resist the attack of the Blood Knife Door. The warriors of the Blood Knife Gate appeared silently in the Zong Men, and started to kill without saying a word.

When they ran to the suzerain for help, they found that their suzerain had been beheaded and the blood had drained.

"Fang Fan, you have to be a bit harder. After the blood knife is condensed, it is comparable to magic weapon. If you went forward, the old thing would have been split in half by you!"

"Zhao Feng, killing is fast, accurate, and cruel. Who made you back? You boy, take a step back, I behead you!"

A group of young disciples were besieging the magical sea ancestors, and several elders of the Blood Knife Gate stood side by side.

One of the middle-aged men shouted with both hands, loudly.

With his voice, the disciples of the Blood Knife Gate kept making changes.

"Our martial arts are divided into three grades, the most basic of which is the condensed blood knife. After the cultivation is successful, the blood is like a river. This stage is called the blood river ... the more people you kill, the more your blood The stronger it will be, it will even turn into a sea of ​​blood like me! "

"Hurry up. The old thing in Tiannan Town recently found that we broke into the Youfeng Mountains. If he knew it, we would all die here!"

This talking middle-aged man is called Sun Kuang.

Deacon of disciples in the Blood Knife Door.

It wasn't them who captured the magic sea sect, but the elders of the Blood Knife Gate. They took the lead in sneaking into the magical sea sect, beheading and killing the high level of the magical sea sect, leaving a group of remnants who were not too strong to be defeated, and left to the disciples of the Blood Knife.

Hearing Sun Kuang's words, the disciples at Xuedaomen only felt scalp numbness and could not help speeding up the movements in his hands.

But even if it is only a point fast, it is still fatal to the students of Huanhaizong.

"The blood knife door animal, I don't wear it with you!"

An old man looked at the disciples who had fallen under his eyes, snarled, waved his palms, and brought out a vast white mist.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the magical sea sect. The clouds were surging, and the cloudiness was like a violent wind, which swept away towards the front.

boom!

This amazing palm is like a giant spirit **** raising his hand. The terrible flood and wild power swept away desperately toward the front. The three disciples on the spot were beaten into powder on the spot.

The billowing air rushed forward desperately, and flew towards the Sun.

"court death!"

Sun Qiang snorted coldly, grabbed his right hand empty, as if grasping the wind. At this moment, everyone just felt that the air was suddenly abrupt, as if almost suffocating.

I saw him raise his hand and chop off a three-foot blood awn.

This blood mang hit head-to-head Qiqi sea, just heard Dora, the Qihai was split in half on the spot. A terrible fissure spread for dozens of meters, from the feet of the middle-aged man to the elders.

In the crowd's exclamation, the elder was split in half on the spot.

"Elder!"

The disciples in Huanhaizong all cried.

But Sun Kuang was disdainful, as if killing an ant.

"Old thing, struggling to die!" He glanced at the pale-faced disciple of Hun Haizong and retracted his right hand lightly.

"Blood Knife Door, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Roared a young disciple.

"It's up to you? I don't let you even have a chance to be a ghost!" Sun Kuang snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed it, and then waved with his right hand, a flash of blood flashing like a sea flowing.

The magic power of Sun Haizong has been seen before, that is, the elders were split on the spot, let alone an ordinary disciple of Magic Haizong? This knife must be dead!

"Zhang Ya!"

Crying and tears, everyone shouted.

Sun Kuang's sword killed the last elder of Huanhaizong, so they had broken their dependence. Facing this group of blood-swording children who are like wolves and tigers, I am afraid that none of them can escape the disaster.

boom!

At this moment, a sharp burst of empty sound rang out, and a black shadow like lightning flashed down almost without any sign, and banged heavily in front of the disciples of Huanhaizong.

At this moment, the entire Magic Haizong trembled suddenly, the ground trembled violently, and numerous cracks burst out.

"who is it?"

The violent hurricane will be like a desperate disciple of Hun Haizong, and it will take off on the spot. They didn't have time to get up, and hurriedly looked at the figure that landed in the air.

Unfortunately, the dust was there.

‘There are no high-level seniors of the magic sea sect? ’

Sun Kuang stunned, but immediately raised a three-pointer smirk on his face, his right hand suddenly pinched, and the blood knife that cut to the front was shining brightly, doubled suddenly, and directly cut toward the shadow.

"Even if you are not dead, I will make you dead the next moment!"

"Hey!"

Just as he went, the shrouded dust was shredded on the spot, revealing a thin figure.

When the figure was clearly seen, the hope that the disciples of Hun Haizong had just ignited was extinguished again. Looking from the back, this figure is a teenager who is no bigger than them.

Even the existence of the elder level was crushed by this knife. How can such an existence resist this tactic?

The top of the Blood Knife Door showed a slight sneer.

By the time the disciples let go of their swords, they had already investigated the entire Fantasy Sea Sect.

"Hurry away!"

Zhang Ya cried out of silence.

Just when the soaring blood knife was about to hit the figure, I saw that figure not only did not mean to step back, but stepped forward suddenly at this moment, raised his hand and cut!

"Oh!"

The crisp sound of the sword rang through the void.

At this moment, everyone only saw that a dazzling Jianmang appeared suddenly, and few words could describe the sharpness of this sword.

And the blood knife that can't cut everything, when it came into contact with this sword, it burst open on the spot, and it turned into countless blood and scattered.

"how is this possible?"

Sun Kuang could no longer maintain his calmness before, he exclaimed, and headed straight towards the rear. But no matter how fast he compares with this sword?

"Hey!"

In the incredible eyes of countless people, the sword split the **** breath of Sun Kuang's body on the spot. It's like cutting into butter, without any hindrance.

The Sun Kuang, who was arrogant the moment before, was already split by the sword from head to toe in the next moment.

The scene was dead.

Whether it was the warrior of the Blood Sword Gate or the disciple of Hun Haizong, they were all scared on the spot.

The dust slowly dissipated, revealing a young man's figure.

"Shot, dare!"

An old man at the Blood Knife yelled coldly.

Sun Kuang joined the Blood Knife Gate for a short time, but he has already become a deacon. This shows his strength and talent. Now he was beheaded by a hairy kid and his heart was dripping with blood.

"kill!"

The disciples of Blood Knife Gate who came back to God and saw this scene, not only did not fear, but evil started from the heart, and evil was born to the gall!

Suddenly a loud roar, Qi Qi killed towards Qi Jingtian.

"The disciples of Huanhaizong obeyed the order, the wounded backed off, and the others rushed up with me!"

Zhang Ya should also be an old disciple of Huanhaizong. After a brief shock, she actually quickly stabilized her mind. With a big wave, she rushed up.

"No, just stay here, lest you get in the way!"

Hearing the movement behind him, Chu Jingtian said lightly.

At this time, the disciples of the Blood Knife Gate had been rushed up. They raised their hands and pitched their feet, and they all waved enough to divide the gold and jade blood knife. These blood knives are completely condensed by qi and blood, and are comparable to magic weapons!

Although not as good as the previous Sun Kuang, this monstrous blood is sweeping like a wild wave, enough to wipe out everything.

But Chu Jingtian didn't see it, so he raised his hand and beheaded.

Hey!

The blood front sword swept past, bringing up a sharp edge, and chopped away on the spot.

The **** sword that swept through was chopped on the spot, and several nearby bloodknife gate disciples were too late to scream, and they suddenly found themselves separated by the chopped body.

The blood front sword is a magic weapon of fifth-grade top grade, and Chu Jingtian forged it himself.

Not to mention in the martial arts world, even in the fairy martial arts, magic weapons of this level are very rare. How can a few disciples of the Blood Knife Gate resist?

"you dare!"

The elder of a blood knife door looked guilty.

Ordinary disciples in the martial arts are honestly practicing the monsters and knives there, and the elites who can follow them are all in the martial arts. Now that Chudao was cut in half by Chu Jingtian, how could he not hate it.

"Eat me!"

He roared, his blood twitched, and he grabbed his right hand empty, and he fought. Suddenly, a sudden burst of **** blood burst out across the magical sea sect, and the rushing sword screamed, more than several times stronger than the previous Sun Kuang.

"Deacon Wu has reached Qicheng Blood Sea! If you refine it for another three years, you can reach 10%, condensing blood days."

"Deacon Wu's talent is three points worse than Deacon Sun. If Deacon Sun has the talent, now the position of elder in Blood Knife Gate must have his position!"

But in the end, Chu Jingtian's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his hand.

Hey!

This sword was cut out of nothing ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The blood knife was split in half. At this moment, space and time seemed to come to a halt, and the space was cut open.

"not good!"

Many high-level pupils of the Blood Knife Gate were closed, but it was too late to rescue them.

I can only watch this sword passing by, but the deacon Wu who was still aggressive before, and did not chop and kill Chu Jingtian swore, has already crashed to the ground, his body separated.

It was not until this moment that everyone came back to God. This boy is not as weak as they seem, but a strong man who is hidden.

"Boy, who are you?"

In the Blood Knife Gate, a skinny old man's eyes and pupils closed, and he shouted coldly.

Under the gaze of many apprentices of the magical sea sect and blood sword door martial arts, Chu Jingtian slowly raised his head and looked straight at each other:

"North Liang Tianwang, Chu! Surprise! God!"