In front of the mountain gate, there were seven or eight hundred people, but so many people did not make any sound...
Dusk fell and the bright moon was missing. The Jade Rabbit in the sky was obscured by black clouds. Lights were lit in front of the mountain gate. The silence was suddenly broken. The sound of footsteps was coming!
Then the Songshan disciples separated into two groups, and Zuo Lengchan walked out from the crowd.
Although his arm was broken, his expression was still stern, but the arrogance was no longer there. His pride has stayed in Shaolin along with his right arm.
When Zuo Lengchan saw Anyi, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly and couldn't stop trembling.
This is fear and hate.
"What grudge does our Songshan sect have against you?"
Ranyi said calmly: "As you can see, I am very good at martial arts."
Zuo Lengchan suppressed his trembling lips and said calmly: "Yes, today, everyone says that you are the best in the world, unrivaled, and no one dares to touch the edge of your sword."
Randomly smiled and said: "Since no one can beat me, what is there that I can't do?"
Zuo Lengchan gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really want to wipe out our Songshan sect?"
Ranyi nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I am indeed here to kill everyone. No matter how much you ask, it won't change anything. You just have to endure it. Of course, you can also resist."
Zuo Lengchan began to say in a trembling voice: "You...you...you can't explain the world's affairs in a single word. No matter how powerful your divine sword is, you can't just take advantage of it and kill at will."
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "I only speak my own truth, and other people's words are just nonsense to me."
Zuo Lengchan hissed: "What's your point?"
Random smiled again and said: "The principle of happiness, anything that can make me happy, I will do it, massacre the Songshan sect, I think I will be happy."
"kill him!"
He shouted loudly and decisively.
Many Songshan disciples immediately rushed up. They all knew what kind of person Ran Ran was. They had either seen or heard about the scene of this murderer.
Moreover, there were dead bodies everywhere, and his words...
In order to survive, they take action without mercy. When someone risks his life to survive, his sword will definitely not hesitate, his moves will be more ruthless, and his martial arts will be three points stronger.
But if the gap is too big, everything will be in vain...
Xuanyuan said that he wanted to massacre the Songshan sect, and this was indeed a massacre.
The moonlight shines down faintly, and it just happens to shine in front of the mountain gate... The clouds open, the moon appears, and people die!
In a flash of light, the surging crowd turned into a rain of blood. He walked towards the crowd at will, his steps were slow and slow, but the shadow of the sword was swayed in his hand. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on life.
Life is like weeds, let him trample on them and cut them off.
The sword was swung freely as desired, and the sword edge was invincible wherever it went, cutting through gold and silver, piercing the heart and slitting the throat. Individual figures flew sideways and then swept backwards. The sword flashed and life ceased.
No matter who it is, they will be as weak as a child and vulnerable to any sword.
The silver light shone everywhere, as if surrounded by thousands of people, the surging crowd, and the sounds of killing... The dense crowd now is no longer so dense, and has become much looser.
A scary person, a sword that is even scarier than scary, the cold wind is biting, and the fishy wind penetrates people.
At first, they would rather die, but they must not stop fighting!
As long as you kill the Divine Sword at will, you can play an independent role in the "Songshan Sect" and play a decisive role!
As long as you kill the divine sword at will, you can become famous and majestic all over the world!
Then, under that beautiful and beautiful figure, under that holy and absolute sword light, this kind of fighting spirit and this kind of thinking began to change.
Now, now, they were burned with fighting spirit.
They made the craziest attack on everyone, and what they responded to was the craziest killing.
The fighting spirit has been extinguished by killing. Once extinguished in this way, it will never burn again.
Zhao Sihai took the lead and started running because he saw how Zhang Jingchao and Bu Chen died. At that moment, the sword light was like a dream, like an illusion.
It was a kind of beauty, a moment of beauty. A moment later, the two men's chests were cut open by the sword.
Zhao Sihai never made a move. He stood up, touched the ground with his toes, and flew towards the crowd... However, the sword light suddenly found him.
The sword light came after him like a thunderbolt. No matter how fast he retreated, it was still not as fast as the sword. The sword light caught up with Zhao Sihai; then he let out a long roar, and the sword in his hand turned into a flying rainbow. .
But before his sword could reach him, the other sword had already penetrated his sword light, and then stabbed into his throat.
"Chi"!
The moonlight is like water, and there are people under the moon, people in white clothes, people in the moonlight; people are quiet, and I don’t know when, the place suddenly became quiet again, everyone watched as they drew out their swords at will.
It is impossible to calculate how many people died, but there are definitely more lying corpses than standing people.
He turned around without saying a word, and walked over again. Wherever the sword light went, the gods were frightened and the ghosts wept. Life or death is a matter of an instant, but the light of his sword seems to be eternal.
Because the light of his sword was fixed at the moment when everyone died!
This fight goes to the end, from dusk to dawn, from the mountain gate to the main hall...
Zuo Lengchan and Deng Bagong had huddled in the corner of the hall and walked over step by step.
Sha Tianjiang hid behind Ran Zhi, and suddenly made a strange move. Suddenly, the figure in front of him flashed, and suddenly it was empty.
A palm fell, landing on the top of Sha Tianjiang's head. With a "bang", the place where he stood was torn into pieces, and blood spurted out from his mouth, ears, eyes and nose.
Deng Bagong's face was pale, but his eyes were red. He finally made a desperate move and delivered twelve moves in an instant, nine of which were strange moves, and the last three were the killing moves.
But with any movement of the palm, the person flew out.
It flew very far away and made no sound when it fell to the ground.
Finally, he looked at Zuo Lengchan and flicked his fingers.
The distance between the two people was more than three to four feet.
The wind from his finger fell on Zuo Lengchan. Zuo Lengchan did not avoid it, nor did he make any move to resist. As he said before, he could only bear it well.
Blood burst out, and Zuo Lengchan was dead after all. Everyone in the Songshan sect was dead, so there was no reason for him to still be alive.
The Songshan Sect's garrison has been dyed red with blood. There are blood webs everywhere, vertically and horizontally, spreading like a web! The blood network crisscrossed the entire mountain gate, making it almost impossible to find a clean spot.
Killing is always a pleasure because you only kill those who make you happy.
But after killing, there is only fatigue and emptiness.
Under the steps of the mountain gate, the little girl was standing there. There were many corpses at her feet, and she also had several wounds on her body. But she still smiled like a flower and said: "Brother Ren, where should we go next?"
Random said nothing.
"Ah, Brother Ren, where is your sword?"
"broken!"
"Broken? No, I'm going to help you get it back."
Qu Feiyan turned around and was about to go back, then said casually: "It's time for you to go back to find your grandpa."
