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So fierce, so heroic, and so passionate! How can one restrain the boiling fighting spirit and passion?
Just like a tear from the God of War, the horse and the man were all torn apart, and the remaining limbs seemed to have exploded with blood, scattering all over the sky.
The horse thieves were dumbfounded and silent. Then they were frightened and angry. They waved their sabers and shouted wildly into the night: "Kill him to avenge my elder brother."
The people on one side of the convoy burst into cheers that went straight to Jiutian. At this moment, they all forgot about their unfavorable impression of Zuo Wuzhou, and shouted excitedly with red faces and high morale: "So what if you are an eighth-grade master? You can't be killed with just one move!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the excited convoy and the horse thieves were all excited: "The eighth grade was killed with one move? Could it be..."
Hundreds of eyes, almost at the same time, turned towards the young man covered in blood with shock and horror!
"He is the ninth grade!"
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"I only exerted the golden soul power to have such power. What if I exerted all the five elements of soul?"
Zuo Wuzhou didn't know whether he was excited or calm. Killing the eighth grade was originally expected, but he didn't expect it to be so easy: "No wonder there is a saying that if you don't enter the fourth grade, you will have no hope for life."
Wiping the steaming human blood and horse blood on his face, Zuo Wuzhou thought: "The ninth grade is much more powerful than the eighth grade, but in essence they are both soul generals. There is a qualitative difference between the soul warrior master and the ninth grade. It can be seen that the soul warrior
How powerful is Zun?"
"Now that I know how powerful Soul Martial Lord is, how can I stop at the ninth level!" Zuo Wuzhou's eyes flashed with perseverance, and he moved when he heard the sound, looking up at the dozens or hundreds of horse thieves howling and waving his sword.
Run towards him!
With thousands of horses galloping with murderous intent, Zuo Wuzhou felt cold: "A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength! There is no room for mercy in battle."
Spotting the horse thief who was charging ahead, Zuo Wuzhou dodged and appeared above the horse thief in the blink of an eye. The sword was so fierce that he slashed down with the sword. The horse neighed in grief, and the impact stopped instantly.
He was crushed to pieces by the force of the knife and fell down!
The long sword was still unsheathed, and the horse thief's head shot up into the sky!
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Perhaps in the world today, Zuo Wuzhou is the only one who loves beheading. Of course, it is not because he likes to kill people, nor is it because he likes to kill people.
Without him, I just saw the soul, and I also have an excellent soul, the more I know the consequences of killing the enemy without dying - when he was just a fledgling, the rabbit and the fox taught him a perfect lesson.
He believes that no matter what kind of soul it is, as long as the head is beheaded, the enemy will be truly dead, and there is no need to worry about anything else.
It's nothing to cut off a person's head. If you cut off a person's head with every blow, it will make people feel panicked and frightened. Cutting them in half with one blow, leaving both corpses intact. Such a killing method is not only a horse thief.
They were terrified, and even the convoy’s heart was as cold as ice.
Wherever Zuo Wuzhou went, heads were cut off like flying gourds. For a moment, it looked like heads were flying all over the sky, which was really hideous and terrifying.
Even with just one sword strike, the horse thief was cut into two. Zuo Wuzhou was covered in blood, his spirit and emotions boiled, his murderous intention was like a knife, and he shouted loudly: "It's so happy, so happy!"
"The power of the golden soul is unstoppable, and the power of the water soul is both soft and strong. It's time to try the other three soul powers!" Zuo Wuzhou killed happily, regardless of the blood flying all over the sky with him, and it was like the sky.
It’s like raining blood!
The extremely powerful sword slashed out, but it did not cut off, but completely shattered the man's whole body. Zuo Wuzhou praised in his heart: "Well, the earth soul power is thick and simple, the fire soul power is violent and swift, and the wood soul power is unparalleled.
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"The Five Elements Soul and Color Energy, as well as the speed of my cultivation, are my secrets. They must not be leaked." Zuo Wuzhou smiled, but the smile under the strong blood looked extremely cold and cruel: "The most I can show in front of others is water.
The three elements of metal and earth!”
Thinking of this, he smiled with satisfaction. He used the wooden soul power and the golden soul power as a cover to kill the generals all the way!
Rolling like a fire dragon, along the way I could only hear howls and screams everywhere Zuo Wuzhou went. Broken limbs flew out from the path of this fire dragon from time to time, and along with the blood sprinkled all over the ground, it was really like
A bright red dragon.
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Seeing Zuo Wuzhou's smile, the horse thieves finally couldn't stand such naked killing, and looked crazy: "He is not a human, he is not a human!"
After beheading the frightened person in front of him, Zuo Wuzhou came back to his senses and saw the horse thieves running away like crazy as if they had encountered a devil. Zuo Wuzhou was too lazy to pursue them and turned his head to stare at the distance.
The ninth grade abused the eighth grade, and thought coldly: "These horse thieves are not enough to be a touchstone, the ninth grade is my opponent!"
The Xu family's motorcade burst into cheers of endless joy: "The horse thieves have retreated!"
Zuo Wuzhou's whole body had suddenly turned into a bright red bloody man, and he strode towards the battle without any pause. His eyes were fixed on this ninth grade, as if he and this ninth grade were the only ones left in the world!
Walking steadily one step at a time, the fighting spirit in my heart soared, and so did the people! Zuo Wuzhou flew like an eagle.
When he flew up, he felt like a goshawk, soaring with lightness. But when Zuo Wuzhou flew to the highest point and fell, his breath changed. He no longer felt lightness, but more like a piece of outer space.
The meteorite impacted with an explosive and compressive impact force!
The expression of the ninth grader changed, and he flew forward and kicked Xu Wanshan, who was being abused, seriously injured and flew out! He was ready to receive this blow that was like a collision between heaven and earth. He was shocked in his heart: "This kid is really the ninth grade!"
Before the person arrived, the sword hadn't arrived yet. The ninth grader already felt an extremely intimidating pressure, and was horrified: "How old is this kid? What discipline does he practice? How can he be so strong and fierce!"
Momentum comes from the heart, is strong to the extreme, and is fierce to the extreme! It is actually born from Zuo Wuzhou's state of mind and temperament.
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The ninth-level man grunted and faced the knife. His hands felt numb and he was pushed back by a huge force!
The fierce force coming from the blade made it difficult for him to control his hands. The blade of his long sword was cut, and the back of the sword snapped back and hit his chest.
"Hahaha, okay!" Zuo Wuzhou laughed happily, and finally someone could block his single-spirit sword: "Do it again!".
There are no tricks, it is absolutely pure. All Zuo Wuzhou needs to do is to swing the knife on his head!
One knife after another, as fast as thunder and lightning, and as powerful as a mad dragon.
The so-called method of defeating ten groups with one force, using force to overwhelm people, was brought to the most vivid level by Zuo Wuzhou. Using one blow after another, it only took a few blows to chop the ninth grade into pieces without any foothold.
One retreats, one advances, one cuts and one blocks. Among the two voices, the sound of fighting and killing spreads in the wilderness, and the sound of clanging is endless.
After parrying eighty-nine swords in a row, this ninth-grade man's arms finally snapped with a snap, and he and his sword were chopped off! He looked at Zuo Wuzhou full of disbelief and regret, and a gurgling sound came from his throat: "You...you!
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Zuo Wuzhou couldn't stop killing. At this time, the ninth grade was defeated. His fighting spirit had not been fully vented, but he was unhappy: "You are not strong enough!"
With a swipe of the knife, he took off the head of the ninth-grade man, grabbed his bun, and turned around with a big stride!
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The people in the Xu family's motorcade were dumbfounded after watching everything, and watched Zuo Wuzhou striding back, boldly taking water and splashing it in his pocket, washing away the blood all over his body, revealing his true colors.
Almost no one in the Xu family dared to believe that the ninth-grade master who had gone on a killing spree and beheaded everyone was this young man. And... everyone looked at the ninth-grade head that Zuo Wuzhou was holding, and they felt a little confused.
It's weird that it doesn't come out.
"It turns out that there is such a master in our team!" Someone whispered, feeling cold in his heart: "Fortunately, I didn't offend him before!"
"Is he really only in his twenties?" A soul martial artist was confused and couldn't believe it: "Then in the future he won't be..."
Xu Laosan's heart skipped a beat. For a ninth-grade man in his twenties, becoming a Soul Martial Lord was just around the corner. He suddenly realized that the young master saw things more clearly than anyone else. With a Soul Martial Lord backing him up in the future, there was no need to worry.
The Xu family cannot rise again.
Zuo Wuzhou rushed to get ready and said calmly, "I'm leaving. See you again if we have the chance."