Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth and opened her eyes wide to look at the scene that was turning upside down in the blink of an eye.

Three headless corpses, three corpseless heads, hands and feet scattered, and a human stick struggled violently at the foot of the blade, but it was meaningless except to speed up the blood loss of the limbs.

Her stomach was turbulent.

Although he had killed people in the fighting spirit arena, that kind of impact is not the same level as this.

It's like purgatory.

The broken limbs were scattered on the ground, and the blood was flowing quietly, and the smell of blood filled the air.

The wail that should have sounded turned into a suppressed and low whine at the foot of the blade.

The face twisted by pain looked up at the blade.

A strange smell was revealed in the air.

Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth hard, wanting to vomit.

But she knew she couldn't, because she was the one who wanted to defeat him, so how could she be so unbearable because of this small scene?

That would disappoint him.

"Vomit~"

The blade looked at his calm face and couldn't help but smile.

Not bad, at least not scared by this scene.

"Vomit~"

Blade didn't even look at Zhu Zhuqing's pitiful appearance. He moved his feet. He leaned over and looked and said with a smile.

"Is my sword very fast?"

His eyes wide open and tears flowed.

Blade frowned: "What do you mean? Fast means fast, slow means slow, why stammer? Do you want to play tricks on me?"

The middle-aged man, who had been unable to form a human, slowly oozed his face.

The sole of the blade tightly sealed the middle-aged man's mouth so that he would not cry and shout at the sky and the earth if he was punished.

"Vomit~"

Zhu Zhuqing held the cave wall and looked here, feeling nauseous and vomited again.

Blade: Isn’t the kitten going to hate others?

Be gentle, yes, be gentle.

I tried a little harder under my feet.

"It is actually not that important whether my sword is fast or not. Judging from your pitiful appearance, I can't see clearly that I'm drawing the sword."

"Do you know why you are not dead yet?"

"Woo--"

"Did I let you speak?!"

The blade snorted coldly, and the black iron sword penetrated into the middle-aged man's belly and stirred.

The pain caused the middle-aged man's eyes to crack, and his body, which was still surging blood from his limbs, was struggling violently.

The blade looked down at him and smiled gently.

"The reason I only leave you to live is because I don't want to make the scene too bloody. Zhuqing, our family, is not used to this kind of scene, so I will take care of her feelings."

The middle-aged man stared at him with a plea.

The blade smiled and slowly stirred the black iron sword, looking at the twisted unpopular face that was trampled under his feet, saying:

"It's easy to kill all of you bed bugs, but that won't work."

"I feel extremely uncomfortable when I think of the dirty things you are going to do to Zhuqing."

"I couldn't breathe when I thought about what would happen to Zhu Qing if you really got it."

He smiled, and his smile was so cold that the air was frozen.

With force under his feet, the middle-aged man had only level 31 cultivation. His head was fragile under the blade as if he could be trampled on at any time.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had spitted almost the same thing in her belly, wiped her lower lips and walked towards her.

She knew that the best way to overcome fear is to face it!!

Looking at the blade in the Shura Field, Zhu Zhuqing felt that he was more like a big bad guy, but his words warmed her heart.

She thought: The reason why he tortured him with such inhuman means was because he was afraid?

If he really falls into the hands of these people, he will think that he will be taken turns by these four garbage... he will go crazy.

"This tone in my heart requires your pain to be eliminated, so you can't die easily!" As the blade spoke, he drew out the black iron sword and raised the sword to stab it again.

At this time, a small hand was holding him.

Judging from the Blade, Zhu Zhuqingqing looked very handsome.

"Feng, kill him just now."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered, although she wished she could zisha with these plans to do such despicable things to herself.

But she still didn't want to torture them.

The blade looked at Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. Zhu Zhuqing didn't dare to look at him. She knew that she was soft-hearted again.

"Zhuqing, I can't listen to you this time. If I just let him die like this, even if I hold Zhuqing and sleep, I will not be able to sleep well at night."

"I can't breathe when I think of Zhu Qing, you are being beaten by them."

The blade gently stroked Zhu Zhuqing's face and said softly.

Zhu Zhuqingfang's heart trembled, gently hugged the blade's hand and pressed it against her face, whispering: "But I don't want you to become a silence because of me. I know you hate killing and blood the most."

"Follower." Blade gently squeezed Zhu Zhu's cold and smooth face, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was not dead.

"You are lucky, our kitten is soft-hearted, otherwise it would be no simple matter for you to die."

Zhu Zhuqing, who was holding her hands.

"Be good, go aside, I'll handle it here."

Zhu Zhu glanced at the scene, and the uninhabited middle-aged man tortured by the blade. Although there was nothing to vomit in his stomach, he still couldn't help but retching.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing who was about to stay with him, Daofeng smiled and said, "Okay, you've done a good job, hurry up and go aside."

Zhu Zhuqing finally couldn't stop renching.

He trotted to the side and started to retching again.

Zhu Zhuqing, why are you so unsatisfied?!

She covered her huge conscience and retching, but Yu Guang saw that the blade was holding something and sprayed the wound on the middle-aged man under her feet. The middle-aged man began to struggle wildly.

I knew it was still moving again.

...

After a large amount of unique secret pharmaceutical powder completely absorbed the bloody smell, the treatment on the spot was completed.

Zhu Zhuqing: He seems to be very skilled...

Blade checked his smiley robe and found that it was as white as new as snow, and he was very satisfied.

It was just that the soles of the shoes were stained with blood, which made him feel a little disliked, but it was just a matter of treatment.

"Let's go, Zhuqing." Blade picked up the blade and waved to Zhu Zhuqing, whose breath was a little weak.

Zhu Zhuqing came to Blade Feng and tried to calm down, but her face was still a little embarrassed.

I was vomiting in front of my sweetheart. Except for those who are thick-skinned like Blade, I am afraid that no one can be calm, right?

Daofeng naturally noticed her strangeness, held the blade and smiled while walking, "What's wrong with the little cat? She looks a little unhappy~"

"Well, am I useless?" Zhu Zhuqing looked down at the ground

"Idiot!" Blade gave her a thunderous snarl.

Zhu Zhuqing covered her head and looked at Daofeng with aggrievedness: This bad guy knows to bully him!

Blade looked ahead and said, "No one is fearless when he is born, and he is invincible in the world. Even the top strong people in the world need time to grow, rather than being born as gods."

"Stage setbacks will make people feel depressed and disappointed, and it is normal to lose, just like Zhu Qing, you are now."

"But Zhuqing, you have to understand that you have just embarked on the path of cultivation and have time to improve yourself in the future. There is really no need to worry too much about some setbacks at this time, so cheer up, otherwise I will use some special means to encourage Zhuqing you."

Zhu Zhuqing listened, why didn’t she understand these principles? Just understanding doesn’t mean she can accept her incompetence without any burden.

"Encourage with special means?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at the blade in confusion.

Then his face turned red and he couldn't help but spit, this stinky hooligan!

Someone put his paws away.
To be continued...