A killing spree!

These four words seemed to be a command flag that could summon wind and rain. As soon as the four words came out, a strong wind suddenly rose between the heaven and the earth.

The true energy galloped and flowed through the body like a galloping army, roaring, and bursts of roaring sounds erupted from the body. The red light puffed out from the broken army sword, and the sharp blade was like a snake letter, shaking slightly.

The blade has an icy edge.

This is a bloodthirsty sword!

The terrifying blade made Hu Dongfeng's heart tremble slightly. His eyes swept over Luo Feiyu and the other four, and he calmed down a little and said in a deep voice: "Ling Jianchen, you are already in trouble, and you still want to kill me? It's simply outrageous.

Consider yourself!"

Jing Yue was dressed in elegant attire, gently fanning the feather fan in his hand, but his eyes were cold and sharp: "Ling Jianchen, I admit that your talent is very strong, but so what? In this world of the jungle, in addition to being strong yourself, it is more important to

Have a strong enough background!”

Behind him is the Yama Sect.

This is a three-star sect comparable to the Haotian Sect. It is extremely powerful, and his father is a strong martial artist.

Luo Feiyu stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, and said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense to him, otherwise things will change later, kill him quickly!"

"That's right, kill him first, and then discuss the ownership of this monster!"

The eldest grandson Yunqi held a black spear in each hand, with a ferocious expression on his face.

Swish, swish, swish!

The four powerful men at the sixth level of the True Martial Realm took the lead and rushed towards Ling Jianchen at the same time.

Luo Feiyu is holding a long knife, the whole body of the knife is silver, and the silver light is released. Every time the knife is slashed, it is like a tree blooming, the sword is full of energy, colorful and gorgeous: "Ling Jianchen, eat my knife!"

"Look at my thirty-six marksmanship for slaying demons!"

Changsun Yunqi roared like thunder, held the gun barrel with both hands, and drew a series of circular gun arcs in front of him.

Layers upon layers of circular gun arcs intersect with each other, overlap, and rush straight towards each other.

Gan Jun snorted coldly. The iron-painted silver hooks were like two spiritual snakes, twisting and circling, cunning and vicious.

Among the four.

Yun Bacang's power was the most terrifying. He opened and closed, and his fists and palms joined together. His fists were like cannons, and his palms were like mysterious peaks. They supported each other and smashed down on Ling Jianchen's body.

Rumble, rumble!

There were bursts of roaring sounds, one after another, that could not be stopped.

The terrifying true energy formed a wave of air, making a roaring noise. The blood water in the blood pool roared violently, and was swept up in blood-colored waves, which slapped the rock wall of the blood pool and splashed with blood-colored fragrance.

Any one of the four powerful men at the sixth level of the True Martial Realm has the ability to slaughter villages and towns.

Ling Jianchen faced the massive attack from the four people, but for a while he was retreating steadily and was tired of dealing with it.

"Hahaha, Ling Jianchen, you are dead this time!"

Hu Dongfeng roared excitedly, seizing the opportunity, a big green bow appeared in his hand, he bent the bow and nocked an arrow, and with a loud swish, the long arrow shot out and shot towards Ling Jianchen's heart.

.

"Um?"

Ling Jianchen's pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a sneer, turning his body slightly to one side, and stretched out his left hand.

Snapped!

The arrow was caught in his hand.

"How is that possible?" Hu Dongfeng's face suddenly changed, revealing a look of surprise.

Obviously, he didn't expect that Ling Jianchen, under the siege of the four masters, could be so sharp and detect his sneak attack. His face was gloomy and uncertain, revealing a sinister look: "You were able to guard against it for a moment, I don't believe it.

You can still defend against everything!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Arrows shot out one after another, and a rain of arrows covered the sky and sun.

when!

Ling Jianchen raised his saber to fight off Changsun Yunqi's attack. He glanced at the rain of arrows and a cold light appeared in his eyes: "This Hu Dongfeng is so vicious, I will kill you first!"

Black light floated, and Ling Jianchen's body suddenly turned into six figures, shooting away in different directions.

The movement skills of "Blood Shadow without Trace" were operating to the extreme, and the speed increased by four times, catching Luo Feiyu and the others a little unprepared.

"not good!"

Hu Dongfeng's face suddenly changed. The sword in Ling Jianchen's hand made him feel the threat of death. He was scared to death, and he said with a look of fear, "I can't stop this sword. Run away. You must run away!"

Hu Dongfeng's eyes turned cold, his palms turned into claws, and he grabbed a Haotian Sect disciple.

"Senior Brother Hu, what are you doing?" The disciple looked horrified.

Hu Dongfeng looked indifferent: "Help me block it!"

"no, do not want……"

The Haotian Sect disciple was thrown out by Hu Dongfeng and shot towards Ling Jianchen.

He himself turned around and ran away!

puff!

Ling Jianchen looked indifferent and cut the Haotian Sect disciple in half with one knife. The six bodies merged into one. His speed increased rapidly and he had already caught up with Hu Dongfeng: "Where are you going!"

"No, don't kill me. My brother-in-law is Jing Wuhe, you can't kill me..." Hu Dongfeng yelled with a look of horror and despair.

"Jing Wuhe?"

Ling Jianchen was stunned.

Jing Wuhe.

He is the well-deserved number one among all the disciples of the Haotian Sect, and a terrifying existence at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm.

When Hu Dongfeng saw this, he showed a proud look: "Are you aware of your fear now? If you kill me, my brother-in-law will definitely not let you go..."

"Huh, so what about Jing Wuhe? If you dare to offend me, I'll kill him too!" Ling Jianchen curled his lips with a hint of ridicule and disdain.

What is there to be afraid of at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm?

"you you……"

Hu Dongfeng looked horrified, and in his pupils, the bloody sword fell in the air.

puff!

Hu Dongfeng's head fell to the ground and he died with his eyes open.

Luo Feiyu came a step late and looked at Hu Dongfeng whose body and head were missing. He was extremely angry: "Ling Jianchen, you actually killed Hu Dongfeng? I'm going to kill you!"

Luo Feiyu was under Jing Wuhe's command, and it was for Jing Wuhe's sake that he tolerated Hu Dongfeng in everything.

When he came to the White Tiger Realm, Jing Wuhe once asked him to protect Hu Dongfeng.

But now...

Hu Dongfeng died in front of him, and he would definitely be severely punished by Jing Wuhe after he returned. How could he not be angry? His true energy surged all over his body, and his sword buzzed and vibrated: "Ling Jianchen, go to hell!"

A terrifying pressure burst out from the sword in Luo Feiyu's hand.

It's the power of the sword!

"Sword power?"

Ling Jianchen raised his eyebrows.

Luo Feiyu looked confident: "You know how to be afraid now, right? I am one of the top ten masters on the Tianlong Ranking. Even if I lose to Li Yunfeng, I am not something that rubbish like you can insult..."

"What about the power of the sword? You are not the only one who understands the power of the sword!"

Ling Jianchen smiled coldly.

"What did you say?" Luo Feiyu was stunned, and then his expression suddenly changed, with a hint of panic.

The sword power that he was so proud of was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, making no sound.

On the other hand, Ling Jianchen...

But an extremely terrifying aura and pressure shot up from his body, making Luo Feiyu unable to move. The sword in his hand trembled for a while, like fear: "You, you also mastered the sword force? But, what kind of sword force is this?

Why is there such terrifying power? No..."

Luo Feiyu screamed, and that ruthless knife fell from the sky.

boom!

A slash hit his chest, and the whole chest exploded, blood spattered everywhere, Luo Feiyu flew backwards for dozens of meters, and hit the wall hard.

"How can it be?"

"He, why is his power so terrifying?"

Luo Feiyu was slashed away by a knife, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Degan Jun and the other three people also stopped in their tracks, with shocked expressions on their faces.
Chapter completed!