The feeling of suffocation is heightened on the main peak.
Chen Yi raised his head, and there was a sword blade piercing through his chest. Everyone's eyes widened when they saw it!
"Chen Yi!"
Liu Li and others shouted almost in unison. If it were an ordinary person, this sword would have penetrated the heart directly.
"Hehe, it should be over now." The sword-wielding pavilion master smiled ferociously and pulled out the sword with a clatter, blood splattering everywhere.
Chen Yi's body jerked with the drawn sword blade. This was really heartbreaking and painful. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming, and then his blood started to circulate, bleeding from the front and back.
The chest was immediately blocked, and the blood-coagulated heart did not dare to delay and hurriedly repaired it.
He suddenly turned around and stabbed the man's throat with his spear. The man's pupils shrank in shock and he dodged in panic.
"I said, everyone except Wang Peng and his son can leave today, but since you insist, so..." Chen Yi's eyes were indescribably gloomy, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out every word between his teeth.
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Then, he swiped his spear on the wrist, and Juanjuan's blood flowed low. She drank loudly, and with her mysterious movement, she turned around and ran towards the crowd. Her terrifying speed and weird figure made it impossible for people to touch her.
Just listen to the roaring force of all kinds of energy bombarding the ground, and the ground outside the hall is already pitted and messy.
Chen Yi suddenly turned his head, leaving the four pavilion masters in a daze. But when they turned around to look, they felt their blood was gushing and their eyes were about to burst.
Chen Yi transformed into the god of death, screaming incessantly wherever he passed. Every encounter would definitely kill someone. The blood was sprinkled towards the opponent's throat, and then the energy was activated and exploded!
Boom, boom, boom explosions, accompanied by screams.
This place has become Abi Hell.
Go to hell! Go to hell!
Chen Yi became more and more energetic as he killed, waving his hands faster and faster.
At this moment, Liu Li, the others, and one kind of disciple stopped what they were doing, and all stared at Chen Yi, who was grinning and didn't know if he was smiling.
His face was pale, and the speed of his squandering was much higher than the speed of hematopoiesis. The feeling of weakness due to being out of school came in waves, but Chen Yi not only did not stop, but became more and more excited.
"Death! Die!"
After half an hour of killing, the four sword pavilion masters went crazy. They unexpectedly found that they could not catch up with Chen Yi, so they had no choice but to let Chen Yi kill crazily.
"Stop, fight me if you can!" The four pavilion masters chased after Chen Yi, roaring angrily.
If you look carefully, you will find that there is a layer of frost under Chen Yi's feet. It is the existence of that layer of frost that makes him so fast.
They kept chasing and watched as disciples were killed one by one.
"Fight me, don't run away, don't run away if you have the guts!" The four pavilion masters roared crazily, but it was useless if he shouted again, each disciple was killed like this, and the entire Sword God Sect disciples were no longer enough.
thirty!
How could the remaining Sword God Sect disciples have the courage to fight? They couldn't even hold their swords while standing there.
What's more, some of them were already squatting on the ground and vomiting.
Chen Yi actually reached his limit. He gritted his teeth and suddenly turned his head, catching the four of them off guard, and then shouted: "Xiao Hong, Liu Li, stop them!"
Before the slide finished, a roar of a monster and a cold dagger attacked the four pavilion masters. At the same time, Shi Lei and Du Ye followed suit.
The four pavilion masters were very powerful. Except for Shi Lei and Xiao Hong, Du Ye and Du Ye were unable to withstand each other's blow. When they faced each other, Du Ye spurted blood and flew backwards, and Liu Li was also struck by a sword.
Chen Yi saw blood dripping from his heart as he looked at it. He forced the remaining blood to circulate in his body. He bit an artery and sprayed a handful of blood towards the four pavilion masters.
Seeing the blood coming, these four people all retreated. Having seen Chen Yi's killing methods, they did not dare to resist.
Taking advantage of the four people's dodge, Chen Yi shouted loudly, suddenly flicked his foot, and a blood-red arrow shot out from his index finger to attack the fire pavilion master and Wang Peng who were lying aside.
The master of the Fire Pavilion was almost unconscious and could not move at all, let alone Wang Peng. Looking at the stumps and broken legs lying on the ground, he could not even move.
puff--
His fingertips were buried, Wang Peng opened his eyes with fear, and lost consciousness forever.
Before he died, the last thought that echoed in his mind was that if he had not met Chen Yi, he would still be the son of a great elder and live a happy life.
Seeing his son being killed, the Master of the Fire Pavilion seemed to have stimulated his last bit of potential. He grinned and roared, and a force of energy came out again, and he punched Chen Yi together.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Chen Yi was knocked backwards and flew out, rolling twice on the ground before coming to a stop.
Propping up his body, Chen Yi rushed forward. This person cannot be kept at all! If not for anything else, but because of the master lying unconscious on the ground with no idea of his death, this person cannot be kept!
"Stop, stop!! I admit defeat, I'm leaving!!" The master of the Fire Pavilion panicked. If just now he was grieving because of his son's death, but now he is sober in grief, he is really scared.
An elder from a large sect with a prominent status is much more afraid of death than ordinary people.
Chen Yi sneered in his heart, his feet kept moving, but even faster. Drops of blood kept popping out, before sinking into the body of the Fire Pavilion Pavilion Master. Then, he stopped on his feet, stared at the trembling, embarrassed Fire Pavilion Pavilion Master, and said in a deep voice: "In
You should have known when you hurt my master that you would not survive."
"go to hell!"
Chen Yi's eyes were red. After saying this, under the horrified gaze of the Fire Pavilion Master, he licked his lips and snapped his fingers with his right hand.
boom!!!
The body of the Fire Pavilion Master exploded, and pieces of flesh scattered on the ground, turning into blood.
Bloody funeral!
After doing this, Chen Yi felt his head go dark and almost collapsed to the ground. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Xiao Hong, Liu Li, Brother Du Ye! Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew in. It was very cold. Liu Li quickly supported Chen Yi's unconscious body, followed by Xiao Hong, Du Ye and Wang Qingshan who were seriously injured.
Chen Yi smiled wisely at everyone, and before his vision turned dark, he shouted: "Master Shi Lei, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will always remember your kindness. My master, I will trouble you!"
After saying this, Chen Yi finally fell into a coma, he was too tired!
So far, among the elites of the Sword God Sect, only three pavilion masters and two disciples are still alive, and the rest are all dead!
Wanpeng Sect has become a blood-colored Shura Hell today. There are constant sounds of vomiting and wailing. The blood in this place flowed for a day and night before it all seeped into the ground.
Looking at Chen Yi's leaving figure, the second sect master smiled faintly, and looked dismissively at the stumps and trembling Wanpeng Sect disciples lying on the ground: "Old friend, withdraw!"
(This is the fifth update, is it okay? I hope to continue to support Private Moon tomorrow. If it works well then, I will give you a blast!!!)
(It’s time for our endless crowd to counterattack.)
(Siyue murmured: Ahem, I’m most afraid of getting my asshole exploded)