Wu Qing was directly smashed into the bones of his arm by Situ Hao with a punch. With his extremely shrill scream, although he had experienced extremely huge pain and torture, but because his body was sealed with several large acupoints by Situ Hao, he could not have any of them.
move.
Situ Hao shattered Wu Qing's arm bones, and he immediately took the Sky-Split Thunder Blade in his right hand to his left hand, and his right hand fisted, and then directly hit Wu Qing's right arm.
"Click--"
A muffled sound of bone shattering came from his body, and Wu Qing's left arm was also broken by Situ Hao's punch.
After shattering the bones of Wu Qing's left and right arms, Situ Hao still couldn't help but feel sorry for his hatred. His right hand formed a fist, punching Wu Qing's body one by one.
Situ Hao took action with hatred, and his subordinates were not sympathetic at all. The punches and punches were real and fake, and the heavy damage he suffered from his body can be imagined.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Wu Qing's shrill screams kept ringing, and all the disciples of Fengyun Sword Sect in the field were frightened.
Situ Hao punched Wu Qing hard, and soon blood spilled out of his mouth. There were some solid blood clots mixed in the blood. Obviously, under Situ Hao's heavy punch, Wu Qing had already been injured.
Internal viscera.
Seeing the blood flowing out of Wu Qing's mouth, Situ Hao immediately stopped hitting him.
All the disciples of Fengyun Sword Sect saw this and thought Situ Hao was going to stop, but his face showed an extremely ferocious sneer: "Hehe, you can't beat him anymore. If you continue to beat him, your blood will be wasted.
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At this time, Situ Hao's smile on his face was full of evil, his voice was full of evil, and his whole person also gave people an extremely evil feeling.
The Blood Demon was several feet away, looking at Situ Hao who was like a demon, and his mouth touched the corners of his mouth, and he actually showed a smile.
Looking at Situ Hao like this, he seemed to see himself more than ten thousand years ago.
Situ Hao's cold voice fell to the ground, his right hand formed a palm, and he placed it on Wu Qing's body, and directly used the bloodthirsty technique.
With the implementation of the Bloodthirsty Dao, a thin layer of blood mist immediately lingered on Situ Hao's body, making his whole person look extremely strange. The disciples of Fengyun Sword Sect were shocked to death when they looked at this scene.
mouth.
A few months ago, when Situ Hao left Fengyun Sword Sect, he had used the bloodthirsty technique in front of the disciples of Fengyun Sword Sect. When he used it again, they couldn't help but be as shocked as they were a month ago.
As the bloodthirsty magic was used continuously, the blood on Wu Qing's body was constantly sucked in by Situ Hao. His originally shiny and elastic skin slowly wrinkled. Not long after, he became an octogenarian.
Situ Hao's right hand broke away from Wu Qing's body. He looked at the Sky-Split Thunder Blade in his right hand, shook his head slightly, bent his feet slightly, flew directly into the air, and landed in front of the disciples.
His behavior made the disciples of Fengyun Sword Sect shocked. Their bodies were shocked and then retreated. The group of Fengyun Sword Sect disciples in front of Situ Hao had a huge reaction, and they actually squeezed out a large number of them.
Situ Hao's eyes flashed like cold stars and glanced coldly on their bodies: "Don't be afraid, I said I wouldn't hurt you, I wouldn't hurt you." At this point, he turned his head and looked at the other side.
A famous disciple stretched out his right index finger and pointed at him: "Give me your long sword."
When Situ Hao pointed at the disciple, his expression immediately became ashes. When Situ Hao asked him to take out his long sword, his extremely horrified expression relaxed.
When Situ Hao finished speaking, the disciple immediately sacrificed a long sword from his spiritual space and handed it to Situ Hao.
Situ Hao took the long sword, flashed, and returned to the platform.
He sacrificed the Sky-Split Thunder Blade in his left hand into the spiritual space, and walked to Wu Qing with his long sword in his right hand.
"Give me...free life...no...don't...shave my meat..."
Wu Qing was like an old man in his eighties or nineties, with his face covered with gullies. Seeing Situ Hao holding a long sword in his hand and coming to his side, he couldn't help but tremble in his voice and said in horror.
His voice was very small and he was not strong enough, so he was already very weak at this time.
"I said I would lingchi to you, and I would lingchi to you."
The extremely cold voice fell to the ground, and Situ Hao swung the long sword in his hand. Among the silver lights, Wu Qing's wrinkled flesh and clothes were slashed down.
Although Situ Hao sucked 90% of Wu Qing's blood, the blood on his body had already stained the two fellow disciples who were tied to him with blood.
The three people were tied together, but Situ Hao's sword technique was extremely accurate. He did not cause any harm to the other two.
The sword swung rapidly, silver light shining, flesh and blood flew, and the shrill screams became weaker and weaker. Everything seemed so terrible.
Soon, the screams stopped, and Wu Qing's body turned into a corpse with bright red blood, like a human specimen that had been cut.
Situ Hao's body was also splattered with blood at this time, and he was a bloody man.
Wu Qing died, his body fell to one side, and the other two junior brothers had already been scared. Their bodies also tilted to the side with Wu Qing's body and fell to the ground.
How could Situ Hao let these two masterminds go easily?
He directly swung the belt that bound their hands with his sword. He first used the bloodthirsty technique to suck 90% of the blood of the two, and then he was sentenced to slap them.
It took nearly half an hour to execute Chu Tianbo's three close disciples Ling Chi, and the entire platform was dyed red with blood. Pieces of flesh and blood were red and white, falling all over the ground.
More than 400 disciples of the Fengyun Sword Sect were completely shocked by Situ Hao's cruelty. They looked at the platform with extremely horrifying eyes in the square, and no one made any sound.
They dared not make any sound because they were afraid that Situ Hao's sword slaughtering would fall on their heads.
Situ Hao did all this and looked at the hundreds of Fengyun Sword Sect disciples under the stage with an extremely confused look. He turned around and looked at the three bloody corpses that were peeled off the skin in front of him. Then his
His eyes fell on the bodies of eight Fengyun Sword Sects whose bodies were pierced.
Looking at this terrible scene, Situ Hao's heart was filled with endless doubts. He couldn't understand why he was so violent.
If this happened in the past, he would only kill one person in the form of Lingchi at most, but the three people in front of him were killed by him Lingchi.
His mind was very confused, but the excitement of killing someone was clearly imprinted in his heart. The bloody massacre made him feel inexplicable.
"What the hell is going on? Why am I so violent?" Situ Hao asked in horror in his heart.