A ferocious wild man was covered in blood. He still raised the half-broken bone-chopping knife and slashed it hard. He was muttering and cursing all kinds of inaudible words in his mouth, looking extremely crazy.
puff.
The wild man's head was smashed like a watermelon.
Xiao Ruitang withdrew his hand with an indifferent expression, ignoring the dirt on his hands and continued to look for the next target on the street.
A sound of sobbing came from a stone house not far away.
He moved his steps and walked towards the source of the sound.
Soon, he came outside the stone house that made the noise. From the open door, he could see several bloody corpses lying inside the house. A little girl was cowering in the corner, still being beaten by the crutches of the lame old man.
The little girl held her head and cried without fighting back.
Although the old man kept beating, he was too old and weak to cause much damage.
Seeing this, Xiao Ruitang walked quickly into the house. When the old man heard the footsteps, he turned around and struck with his cane.
puff.
The previous scene happened again.
Xiao Ruitang threw down the body of the old man who had lost all his strength. His eyelids drooped and he stared at the little wild girl who suddenly cried loudly.
puff.
Xiao Ruitang shook his hand and walked out of the stone house.
Looking up at the evil spirit floating in the sky that is almost about to appear.
Wisps of gray-black evil energy distorted the sky in Huangzhen.
At this time, a group of wild people rushed out from the ruins. They were all young and had not been affected by the evil.
Xiao Ruitang's cold and ruthless face suddenly revealed a sinister smile.
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Clang.
The sound of clashing like gongs echoed.
Whoosh whoosh——
The sound of sharp blades piercing the air was noisy.
Rumble.
Sand and dust were flying, and violent vibrations overlapped one after another.
In the desert, day by day, one person and one monster, the war intensified.
Chen Qingyan flicked with five fingers, and the five killing knives were blocked in front of him in an umbrella shape, but they were blasted back by a thick arm with strangely twisted limbs.
His whole body was impacted by the huge force, and his body was dragged along the sand, leaving a trace. When the remaining force was exhausted, half of his body was buried in the sand, with hot blood in his mouth. He grinned, and his white teeth were covered with blood foam.
There was an explosion and roar in the sky.
Xiao Ruitang's monster ancestor was like a cannonball, flying past at an extremely fast speed.
The four arms danced and slowly gathered together.
Chen Qingyan stood up from the sand, slapped the ground with one hand, and with a sharp roar, the ancestor of the Xiao family was penetrated by a killing knife that suddenly jumped from the ground.
This is one of the six physical killing knives.
However, the ancestor of the Xiao family was not a real flesh and blood body, but an afterimage. After being pierced by the killing knife, his appearance was only slightly muted, but he did not collapse.
However, what Chen Qingyan wanted was the brief pause when the opponent was injured.
At the moment when the killing knife attack was successful, Chen Qingyan hooked his finger, and another killing knife broke through the sand. The target was not the ancestor of the Xiao family in monster form, but Chen Qingyan himself.
There was a sharp whistle, his right foot was raised slightly, and the long knife was raised.
Chen Qingyan's whole body's bones and muscles came together, and he suddenly felt a huge force on his toes, which affected his whole body in an instant.
Whoosh——
Chen Qingyan's whole body flew up into the sky with the flying sword, and he actually managed to fly with the sword for a short time.
If you slow down everything and look at it, you will find that Chen Qingyan's foot actually accurately stepped on the guard of the handle of the killing knife that flew out of the sand, and the knife was carried into the sky.
The monster's huge mountain-like body was as close as a few feet.
Chen Qingyan waved, and another killing knife fell into his palm. Holding the knife in both hands, he was filled with a lot of vitality, and he immediately swung the knife angrily.
crackle.
The soft sound of firewood crackling.
Two clear lines appeared in the sky, like intersecting cracks or scratches carved on mutton-fat white jade.
The sky was blue, and in the fierce wind, Chen Qingyan fell from the sky.
Behind him, the body of the ancestor of the Xiao family was suddenly split into two, cut off at the waist, and the shadow was distorted, making it difficult to recover for a while.
"You're in the battle."
Chen Qingyan spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and all the killing knives on his body were shot through the air. With the mysterious rhythm of sword skills and the formation of Liuhe's killing knives, he crazily strangled the monsters who fell into the sword array.
There is a distance between the air and the ground that is neither long nor short.
It took nearly fourteen breaths to fall down.
Chen Qingyan fell into the desert and lost strength again and again the moment he landed. In the end, the force of the shock broke through the protective body of his vitality and injured his organs.
Even so, his eyes never left the sword formation, and he still controlled the sword formation to surround and kill the ancestor of the Xiao family.
Previously, with the advantage of flying in the sky, the ancestor of the Xiao family beat him without being able to fight back.
At this moment, after calculation, the monster was finally allowed to fall into the Liuhe Sword Slaughter Formation. How could he dare to relax even a little bit? With the vitality and body protection of the first level of refining, he would be seriously injured at most, but if he continued to let the ancestor of the Xiao family "air strike", he wouldn't be able to use it. How long will it take to be killed?
"Ah hahahahaha, such an exquisite sword formation was actually made by a mortal. This is the first time I have seen it in my five hundred years of life. It's amazing, young man."
A weird laugh echoed in the sky, the tone was heroic, but it contained a strong murderous intent.
Chen Qingyan suddenly stood up from the sand, and when he moved the five fingers of his left hand, he felt a sense of difficulty.
winter.
There was a loud bang.
Above the sky, the much thinner body of the ancestor of the Xiao family seemed to be forcibly gathered together by some kind of force, and was restored to its original state in an instant under the constant strangulation of the sword array.
The six killing knives hovering around were hit hard and could no longer penetrate.
"It's just...an afterimage."
"Is this the power of a monk?"
Chen Qingyan looked fanatical and raised his hands upwards.
"Then, let me see your limits."
"Source point, improve!
! "
Boom, heat surged in the lower abdomen.
As if some bottleneck had been broken through, a large amount of vitality mixed with black carbon dust emerged out of thin air.
Gu Yuan Gong, one turn to refine Yuan, eighth level.
Between breaths, the energy that was already somewhat empty became abundant again.
Chen Qingyan formed his fingers into claws and closed them in front of him.
In the sky, the Liuhe Killing Sword trembled and pierced forward a few points.
The ancestor of the Xiao family roared, his four arms gathered together, and an invisible energy field burst out.
Clang.
The clashing sounds like iron and gongs echoed again.
Under this intense bombardment, the Liuhe Sword Killing Formation had a faint tendency to become loose.
"Not enough." Chen Qingyan's expression condensed, "Source point, improve!"
The heat in the lower abdomen gathered, unprecedentedly intense.
The Liuhe Sword Killing Formation, which was about to be defeated, regained momentum and actually penetrated several meters at once, only one punch away from the ancestor of the Xiao family.
"not enough."
"promote!
! "
"promote!
! "
"promote!
! "
"promote!
! "
In one breath, Chen Qingyan raised the Gu Yuan Gong to the perfect state of the 13th level of Yuan Refining.
The source point that originally had "7" points suddenly became "2" points.
But the effect is huge.
This is a qualitative change.
Chen Qingyan watched as he broke through the confinement of the force field and began to operate freely again, strangulating the fragmented Liuhe Sword Killing Array that had been strangled by the ancestor of the Xiao family, and once again concentrated on manipulating it.
This time, there must be no room for the opponent to struggle.
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Thanks for the reward from "Three Thousand Thousand Thousands of Your Life".
I've been stuck lately and it's been hard to write.
