Shentian City has become a killing battlefield, or a killing ghost city.

Lives were dyed red with blood and then harvested.

Drops of dried blood flowed into the drizzle. Then, they condensed into thin streams on the ground, slowly flowing and drying up!

The sky is full of flying broken limbs. Looking around, the rain is all scarlet. Killing the enemy will lead to death, and no one can save the body. These two points are the most recognized characteristics of Zuo Wuzhou, and they are also criticized for being cruel and cruel.

evidence!

If he is not a psychopath, why should he kill so ugly? Why should he kill so brutally, often cutting the body into pieces without leaving the whole body intact? If he is not too murderous and almost becomes a demon, why should he kill the enemy in a fight?

A massacre broke out right in front of our eyes. The whole city was plunged into inexplicable panic.

Once the evil reputation spreads too widely, it will frighten the soul monks. Zuo Wuzhou is afraid that Zuo Wuzhou will get angry and go crazy and massacre the city.

Seeing the killing going on, countless soul monks packed up their belongings in trembling and fled away from Shentian Sect, wishing to stay as far away as possible. Of course, most of these people are low-level soul monks, people who have been misled by rumors.

Only those who have really seen him, or those with high cultivation level, will probably know that although Zuo Wuzhou has a reputation as a vicious person, he is not a person who kills indiscriminately.

Of course, the whole family of people-destroying sects always seems to have some indiscriminate killings. Compared with the vast majority of soul monks who kill even ordinary people, Zuo Wudan really does not kill indiscriminately at all!

"Dark clouds are coming over the city!"

A Martial Saint was soaked in cold sweat, his face pale as he watched the battle, the sky, and the killing.

After the Shentian Sect and Zhuo Yizong threw away hundreds of lives, the killings were coming to an end.

Returning from the hearty pleasure, Zuo Wuzhou stood with his hands tied, his body covered in blood, his black clothes dyed blood red, watching the battle calmly.

Tai Sui and Ji Tong led King Kong to rush to the Shentian Sect. At this time, the Shentian Sect was hundreds of miles away, and there were boiling screams everywhere.

All the martial saints of the Shentian Sect rushed out, and the remaining Wu Zong and others were about to escape. When Tai Sui and the other three arrived, it was a disaster and a battle to destroy the sect.

There were not many people left in the two sects. Zuo Wuzhou didn't even want to engage in a tedious battle with the strong attacking the weak, so he simply stopped and handed it over to the assassins.

It was too fast. From the outbreak to the end of this big gangster chaos, it only took a moment and a half. The process accelerated from the moment Zuo Wuzhou used his true skills in a rage.

With extremely fast efficiency, lives were taken away one by one by Zuo Wuzhou and others. The martial saints of the three major domains or one super saint were enough to wipe out any sect. Added together, it would be even more unstoppable.

With the Assassin's super-saint cultivation, you really don't have to put too much thought into sorting out the others. Not long after, Zhuo Tianlang and Bian Du, the only survivors, were captured alive and thrown in front of Zuo Wuzhou!

Zuo Wuzhou didn't even look at Zhuo Tianlang and Bian Du's despair, waving to the clouds: "Jin Yan, Tian Huo, come down!"

Without saying a word, Lian Canghai jumped down from the clouds with the sky fire and golden flames!

Tianhuo's soul orifice was seriously injured and has not yet recovered.

Jin Yan escaped from the trap yesterday by going to the Fuyun Secret Land, asking the assassin to return to the Super Saint cultivation level, and forcibly opening the space of the secret land.

One is a descendant of the Fuyun Sect, and the other is a remnant of the Fuyun Sect. How could Zhidao Zhuo Yizong not come? Tianhuo insisted on coming even if he tried to make his injuries worse.

Jin Yan, who was a young boy eighty years ago, has become an old warrior. Trapped in a secret place for sixty years, Jin Yan looks haggard. After being reborn, he has no life left.

Much more.

The fire-breathing eyes of Tianhuo and Jinyan looked at Zhuo Tianlang!

In the past, Tianhuo didn't know the relationship between Zhuo Yizong and Fuyun Sect, but now he knows. The more he knows, the more he hates them.

Staring at Jin Yan, Zuo Wuzhou sighed. He felt sad in his heart: "Jin Yan, it seems that there is not much life left. There is not much time left. This time, I fulfill my promise back then, and it can be regarded as teaching him

I will feel at ease in the future

Zuo Wuzhou witnessed Jin Yan grow from a young child to an adult, and then spanned sixty years. When they met again, Jin Yan was old.

Jin Yan, who had been alone for decades and had not talked to anyone, was not good at talking and seemed very withdrawn, but he insisted on stiffening his tongue and said, "Tianhuo. Go and bring the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of Zhuo Yizong."

Jin Yan paused, stiffened his tongue, looked at Zhuo Tianlang, and said word by word: "I want all the ancestors of Zhuo Yizong to kneel in front of me, and I want them to live under the Nine Springs and never have peace.

”.

So poisonous, so deep resentment!

Zhuo Tianlang raised his head numbly and screamed with infinite resentment: "Who are you? If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why do you have to do the same thing as the ancestors of our sect!"

Jin Yan screamed like a ghost: "Who am I! Hahaha, you ask me who I am! Why don't you ask Zhuo Yi who I am!"

Hate, the kind of hatred that penetrates the bones. Zhuo Tianlang couldn't help but shudder!

Skyfire leapt out of the house, clattering and throwing a lot of spiritual tablets into the blood!

From among the many spiritual cards, Jin Yan found the two that belonged to the founding master and the second generation master of Zhuo Yizong. He picked them up and threw them to the ground. He stepped on them with his blood-stained feet.

Jin Yan lowered his head to look at the spiritual tablet and laughed wildly: "Zhuo Tianlang, don't you want to know who I am?"

"I am the only remnant of Fuyun Sect. At the same time, I am also the disciple of your founder!"

Dark clouds are rolling in,

Zhuo Tianlang was stunned, his thoughts were confused and he screamed: "Are you a remnant of Fuyun Sect and the disciple of our ancestor? No, it's impossible!"

Jin Yan stepped on a spiritual tablet and laughed like a ghost: "It seems you don't know anymore!"

"This is my respected master." Jin Yan stepped on the two spiritual tablets: "This is my respected senior brother!"

"My good master, my good senior brother! When you deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors, betrayed Huntian Sect and abandoned Fuyun Sect, you never imagined that the Zhuo Yizong that you deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors would be what it is today!

"

Jin Yan laughed madly at Tianli and laughed like a ghost: "I can't believe that Fuyun Sect, one of my majestic Nine Heavens Sects, was not destroyed by the ancient king, but was destroyed by a group of bastards who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors."

"My good masters, parents, and brothers, you would have never imagined that you faked my death and deceived me for thousands of years. But I, Jin Yan, can live to this day, and I can live to see with my own eyes how the Zhuo Yizong was destroyed.

Hahaha! This is what will happen to you when you bully your master and destroy your ancestors.

Jin Yan smiled and lowered his head. He didn't know whether it was the rain or the tears, but he was full of cruelty: "You, my good masters, parents and brothers, dare to build Zhuoyizong on the original site of my Fuyun Sect. What you are doing is shameless.

, there is absolutely no shame.”

Zhuo Tianlang's whole body was as cold as ice, and he recalled with lightning speed the orders of the founders of past generations to kill the remnants of the Fuyun Sect rather than let them go.

Zhuo Tianlang thought of something even more terrifying, and suddenly screamed and struggled: "Zuo Wuzhou, I'm killing your eighteenth generation ancestor."

He started to curse indiscriminately, and he cursed indiscriminately.

Insults were not effective eighty years ago, let alone now. Zuo Wudan took it calmly and calmly!

Zhuo Tianlang struggled more and more crazily. He turned from scolding to pleading: "Zuo Wudan, I beg you, give me a good time. I am a man, don't let him torture me!"

Tianhuo said coldly: "If you want to die, our Fuyun Sect's thousand-year blood feud will be brought back little by little, and we won't give you such an advantage!"

"No!" Zhuo Tianlang was so frightened that he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but was stopped by Tianhuo.

"Bring him into the house so that we can avenge these thousands of years of blood feud." Jin Yan said coldly!

Tianhuo grabbed Zhuo Tianlang and walked into the house. Jin Yan followed a few steps, then turned around and picked up a lot of spiritual tablets.

Then, Jin Yan lowered his head, looked at the two spiritual tablets in the blood, and spat on them with two mouthfuls of disgusting saliva! He stepped forward and walked over the spiritual tablets!

The two spiritual tablets made a dull crackling sound, and were broken into pieces in the rotten flesh, mixed with blood and flesh, waiting for hemorrhoids to decay!

"Jin Yan's wish is half fulfilled." Zuo Wuzhou thought!

Looking at the lying Bian Du, Zuo Wudan was frighteningly calm: "See it? Do you understand it?"

Bian Dudu nodded dumbly!

Zuo Wuzhou said solemnly: "I owe him. I promised him. Therefore, Zhuo Yizong is destined to be destroyed."

After walking back and forth for a few steps, Zuo Wuzhou said in a stern voice: "The only purpose of my coming here is to eradicate the Zhuoyi Sect. Originally, it has nothing to do with your Shentian Sect."

I am alone at the same time, do you understand?

If you, the Shentian Sect, had not taken the initiative to attack, I would not let your Shentian Sect take notice at all, and I would have no intention of seeking revenge from the Shentian Sect.

Do you, Dao Jue Tian Sect, and I have no holidays? It's just a trivial matter. As long as it doesn't anger me anymore, I won't pay much attention to it. Because I haven't looked at it for three days.

"I understand." Bian Du said hoarsely and slowly, "I understand."

Bian Dulao burst into tears and cried loudly: "It's me, it's me who ruined this sect. I was wrong, and I was wrong again. I'm sorry to all the ancestors of the Shentian Sect, I'm a sinner!"

Tai Sui and three others flew in from afar and said, "Except for a few of the martial arts sects of the Shentian Sect, all the other martial sects have been killed."

Like a thunderbolt from the sky, the blood from Bian Du's heart suddenly surged into his throat, spurting out wildly, and he screamed miserably: "I am a sinner, I am a sinner of the Shentian Sect!"

Sixty years ago and sixty years later, Bian Du's two wrong judgments pushed the Shentian Sect, which was once flourishing, completely into the abyss!

Zuo Wuzhou didn't come to settle accounts with the Shentian Sect at all. Even if he did, he could settle the matter by handing over a single Biandu.

However, at this time, Shentian Sect no longer existed.

The blood spurted out from Bian Du's mouth, and he was dying, until he was so angry that he lost all breath!

Zuo Wuzhou coldly shook Bian Du's corpse into pieces with a flick of his sleeves. He listened to Zhuo Tianlang's miserable ghost cry and wolf howl in the room. He slowly shook his head and thought: "Killing is killing. It's just a matter of two cuts. Why bother to torture!"

Focusing on concentrating his thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou took a deep breath, whistling into the clouds, expressing his great joy.

Zuo Wuzhou suppressed his whistle, calmed down his murderous intent, and the ink color surged: "Next, Hun Tian Sect."

"Will the next one be our sect?"

Zhu Wudao frowned, showing his domineering attitude of not being angry and asserting himself: "Zhuo Yizong is destroyed, Shentian Sect is defeated, Zuo Wuzhou will settle the accounts after the autumn!"

In the Bingfeng area, the cold wind blows here and there like four seasons.
To be continued...