Part 7 Chapter 403: With a long sword in his hand, he cuts off the head of Saint Wu with a smile
..After Rui Butong finished speaking, he suddenly smiled at Shi Tianzhao: "What's your name?"
Shi Tianzhao was startled and said: "Shi Tianzhao!".
Rui Butong nodded slowly and said: "Shi Tianzhao? Well, I understand. =5=1=o=. You can die."
He rushed over with his sword!
Shi Tianzhao and others have already seen that although the person in front of them is a little crazy and crazy, he is really a master! The minimum level is Saint level, so they are secretly on guard.
But she didn't expect to take action without saying hello to him. One moment she was pretending to be crazy, and the next moment she started asking for names; then she took action!
The edge of the sword on the opposite side was cold, and Shi Tianzhao retreated quickly. Behind him, two sixth-grade saint-level masters immediately came forward. With two clangs, he drew his sword out of its sheath, with a touch of sarcasm on his face.
The two of them have higher cultivation levels than Rui Butong, so it can be seen at a glance that the guy rushing over in front of him is only a fifth-grade saint-level cultivation level!
For the two of us, it’s really a piece of cake!
"Yeah!~~~" Rui Butong roared and rushed forward, with a high-pitched voice and strange shapes. He had a tragic demeanor like "I will help you even if I die"!
The two sixth-grade saint-level masters thrust out their swords fiercely. The sword light trembled, and a blazing white flash flashed in the air.
Rui Butong rushed over suddenly, his short sword facing the two long swords without fear.
The two sixth-grade saints had cruel looks in their eyes!
Fifth grade, how dare you fight for sixth grade? I am really impatient...
Just look at our sword and we will kill you!
There were many people with good eyesight around. They knew that this battle was absolutely impossible to lose. They all looked at it with their arms crossed and smiles, as if they were watching two big bad wolves ravaging a little white rabbit.
In full view of everyone, three swords intersected. Two were long and one was short.
There were two cracking sounds, just like a sharp long sword cutting off two thin sections of wood. In the eyes of the two saint-level masters in disbelief, the two swords instantly became four sections; then Rui Butong
The dagger was like a poisonous dragon, fiercely slashing through their throats!
Bloody light burst out, and Rui Butong rushed into the crowd without saying a word.
Swish, brush, brush...
This time it was really a strange peak. No one expected that the dagger in Rui Butong's hand could be such a decisive weapon!
Not only were the two sixth-grade saints attacked unprepared, but the people behind him were basically holding their arms and watching the show. Unexpectedly, they suddenly changed their elbows and armpits. Two sixth-grade saints faced a fifth-grade saint.
, he died unexpectedly without even being able to block a confrontation. He was rushed into the crowd by Rui Butong without any precautions!
This time it is really a tiger among the sheep.
Everyone would never have been in such a bad situation, but now, there were screams. Rui Butong cut the throats of seven or eight people with a dagger, stabbed five or six people into the heart, and several others.
The one who dodged quickly had his arms and legs chopped off by Rui Butong.
The blood is soaring to the sky!
In the heavy snow, it suddenly showed a bright color!
Rui Butong screamed wildly and continued to rush in, going deep, making jingling noises along the way. I don't know how many weapons he cut off, but he was finally stopped and surrounded.
Shi Tianzhao seemed to have saved his life. He was covered in cold sweat and was terrified. If it weren't for the two sixth-grade saint-level masters in his family who blocked the block and stepped aside at the same time, he would have turned into a seventh- or eighth-level person at this moment.
cut.
At this moment, he was in shock and yelled wildly: "Let's go together! Kill him, kill him, kill him, he, he, he..."
Needless to say, all the masters rushed forward, attacking with swords, fists and palms at the same time.
Rui Butong yelled wildly. He fought frantically, trading injuries for injuries and lives for lives: "Now that I'm out, I have no intention of going back alive! Kill, kill, kill..."
Almost in the blink of an eye, his body was covered in blood. He had been struck by countless swords. Several saint-level masters struck out at the same time, striking out wildly.
With a bang, Rui Butong was hit in the palm. He stretched out his hand and broke the dagger in his hand into two pieces. He laughed loudly: "I would rather die than give you this sword! I will destroy him!"
Before he finished speaking, he was already flying into the air like a hydrangea. Blood was pouring out from all over his body, and he was no longer breathing.
This is what everyone had in mind: Who wouldn't covet such a magical weapon? Who would have thought that this guy is so good at what he does! He actually destroyed this sword when he knew that he would die if he was defeated?
This is the ultimate asshole!
The saint-level masters rushed forward angrily, and with a few bangs and bangs, Rui Butong's body was beaten into a pile of rotten flesh. But his sudden burst of slashing actually killed twenty-three masters.
Five people were left disabled!
In the Orchid Fragrance Garden, even though Chu Yang knew that Rui Bu Tong had the ability to be immortal, he was still so jealous that he almost rushed out.
Dong Wushang held him down: "It's okay."
Seeing that Rui Butong was dead, Shi Tianzhao and others could no longer endure it and shouted: "Come in! Kill Chu Yang!"
Everyone roared, and all the major families rushed over like a tide.
The door was kicked open with a bang, and everyone and others flew up into the air and flew in from the sky. The small place in the Orchid Fragrance Garden was filled with people in an instant.
Only the members of the two major families, the Ye family and the Ye family, did not bother to fight and stayed outside.
The next moment, bang bang bang bang...
Among all the people who flew in from high altitude, the masters below the eighth level of the Saint level suddenly fell like dumplings, and when they landed on the ground, they stopped breathing.
The people who rushed in from the ground, those with lower cultivation levels, also shook their bodies and suddenly fell down. Then they were covered in bruises and could no longer breathe.
Everyone was shocked.
"Poisonous! Damn it...retreat!"
The crowd retreated out again like a tide.
Shi Tianzhao, Zhuge Changchang and others had poison-proof treasures on them, and they were not poisoned, but they were so frightened that they almost lost control of their bowels and urine. There were more than 500 people in total, and this wave of nearly 400 people rushed in.
So far, less than fifty have come out!
Three hundred and fifty people were lying on the snow in Lanxiang Garden. They were wearing all kinds of clothes. They were just lying there, their faces were purple and ferocious! They couldn't breathe at all!
In front of everyone, a burly young man suddenly appeared in the Orchid Fragrance Garden. As soon as he appeared, it was like a majestic mountain appeared. It was just a stop. But Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's natural heroic temperament was revealed just like this.
There is no doubt that his right hand is holding a large black sword.
He raised his head and glanced outside the door. He didn't seem to see anyone outside. He just walked slowly to the people lying down in the yard, suddenly raised his hand, spit in the palm of his hand, and murmured to himself.
Said: "The boss said that to prove that the enemy is dead, it is best to cut off his head to see if he can still move!"
With a knife in his hand, he chopped off the head of a Qingyi corpse on the ground, and then the body flew around. It turned into a flash of lightning. In the courtyard, there were more than 300 corpses. He chopped off the head one by one with a knife, and then kicked each one.
, more than three hundred heads were piled up in the yard.
A tall pile!
After finishing all this, he suddenly stroked his knife and screamed, laughing loudly: "I have a long knife in my hand, and I'm laughing at the head of Wu Sheng! It's so happy! It's so happy!"
Outside the door, Shi Tianzhao and others looked at him with eyes splitting with anger! Just as he was about to speak out angrily, there were suddenly a few bangs. Several seventh-grade martial saints who followed him and had withdrawn beside him shook their bodies and fell down. Then,
More and more people are falling.
Among those who rushed in, there were nearly thirty people who retreated and fell again.
Everyone's face was blue and purple. They twitched a few times and then stopped breathing. Several seventh-grade saints struggled in pain for a long time before they stopped breathing.
Their cultivation was profound, but they could not withstand the dozens of poisons carefully arranged by Chu Yang to attack at the same time! They rushed in from the gate and rushed into the courtyard. They had been poisoned at least three times. Once mixed with poison!
I managed to run out, but I was already poisoned. Now I can no longer hold on!
Now, only twenty-four people from the big families who rushed in are still standing.
These people are all eighth-level Martial Saints and above, and each of them has enough cultivation to withstand the poisonous mist; but, three hundred and fifty people suddenly turned into twenty-four... Such a huge contrast
, but it made everyone almost collapse!
The sudden and huge change made everyone tremble. The snowflakes coming from the face hit their faces, chilling their bones, and everyone felt that their hearts were as cold as the snowflakes.
There was fear in his eyes.
What kind of poison is this?
So domineering?
Everyone was looking at the yard with chills in their vests, but they didn't notice that behind them, there was a corpse that was almost in pieces of flesh, glowing faintly with a faint red light...
After Dong Wushang finished beheading the head, he walked a few steps forward. The blade of the knife in his hand was pointed down, and he inserted it into the yard. He pressed the handle of the knife with both hands and looked up at the people outside the door. He felt a powerful breath, just like that.
A sudden wave of anger emanated from his body, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Who is going to die?!"
Following this loud shout, a sharp sword intent suddenly shot through the air!
At first, an eighth-grade Saint-level expert from the Lan family suddenly collided with this fierce sword intent. He felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
Ye Shiyu's face was heavy and he murmured: "The Holy Lord of Swords, the lowest is seventh grade!"
Ye Mengse sighed sadly: "When I first met him in Zhongsansan, he was just a Sword King. Now, he is already a Saint King! At that time, I felt that this person's future was limitless, and I tried my best to invite him, but he was beaten to the throne by the law enforcers.
I didn’t expect that his entry would be so terrifying!”
At this moment, Ye Jiaye took a step forward, opened his hands, and with a bang, the walls surrounding Lanxiang Garden collapsed neatly. The bricks and stones flew out in all directions with a bang, and the place became a flat ground.
His hands kept flying, and suddenly a strong wind rose in the air. The shrill strong wind swept the snowflakes crazily towards the courtyard of Lanxiang Garden, blowing away the corpses and heads in the courtyard together with the thick snow.
!
Clean!
Everyone's eyes lit up.
After this, no matter how powerful the poisonous fog is, it has already been blown away, right?
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