Guan Shen realm.
This pressure suddenly hit, and Chen Xianchao knew very well that he currently did not have the ability to attack Guan Shen Liu's death vein.
Each of the gods was a hundred versions of himself, so tyrannical that he could only look up.
"Gentlemen, how long will it take for us to return to Peach Blossom Town?"
Chen Xianchao's sudden voice broke the silence between the two.
Lu Ting said: "It's two thousand miles to Taohua Town, non-stop, and it will take four days."
Chen Xian said, "Mr. Lu, please speed up your trip. I don't want their bodies to rot on the way home."
Lu Ting said: "Then I don't care whether you are bumpy or not."
The carriage suddenly started running very fast, and the sound of the wheels turning was like a rolling wave.
The waves crashed on the shore.
With one palm, Mu Qinghong killed He Zudao who was banishing the He family in Shanshan.
A martial artist in the middle stage of Xiantian, who was in the realm of land immortal, united several people to besiege Mu Qinghong, but they were still unable to defeat him, and his heart was beaten to pieces.
Why would you want to die unwillingly?
"Mu Qinghong, I'll wait for you in Huangquan."
He roared up to the sky and fell to the ground, completely dead.
There were six more besiegers.
Mu Qinghong's body was already covered with sword wounds.
He is strong.
But an evil tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves.
Without Zhang Weizhi's intervention, Mu Qinghong would have died due to the combined efforts of the powerful men in Exile Mountain.
This battle to siege Taohua Town has been going on for several days. During this period, there is no need to count the warriors who died. Just looking at the corpses floating in the twenty-four rivers is enough to make people feel chilled.
Liao Nongyu had already reported the information here to the court a day ago. He was waiting for the group of dragons from Qintian Prison to show up.
In addition, he had already visited the place where Gu Miaozai and Xu Changxuan had a fight, but there was no sign of any battle there.
He couldn't find Xu Changxuan.
After that.
Compared with Mu Qinghong, he is more like the God of Killing Sakyamuni.
His white monk robes have been taken off, revealing his pure white body like glass.
The innate person's body is like glass.
But flesh and blood cannot withstand the sharpness of the sword.
Shakya had three swords stuck in his body, which did not prevent him from killing people.
How many people did he kill.
Sakyamuni had forgotten. He only felt that he was back in that free time, venting his desire to kill wantonly.
Buddha could not save him in the end.
Zhang Weizhi is very strong.
However, he is too old.
He had already killed Kuang Heng, but Min Jianlin's sneak attack had left wounds on his chest.
Every breath he took felt like someone was tearing his flesh apart.
The masters in Peach Blossom Town also fulfilled their own wishes. When everyone rushed to die, they would use their own lives to take away the life of a martial arts master.
Li Xuansu watched the deaths of these people quietly, and her martial arts were restoring aura and internal strength.
She looked at the countless Jianghu people who had been killed and had already seen the ending of Peach Blossom Town.
Suddenly.
She stood up with her sword in hand, walked through the fighting crowd, and walked into the secret passage on the north bank of the river, as if everything here had nothing to do with her.
She wanted to go to the opposite city to get something back.
Liu Qiyuan's pen has fallen to the ground, and he can no longer write any more names.
The one hundred and twenty-seven people in Peach Blossom Town are all in his hands.
He exchanged the weightless book for a sword. This old Confucian scholar, who had been carrying a writing brush all his life, rushed into the fighting among the Jianghu people with his sword.
"Mu Qinghong, your era is over."
Zhao Xianxin, a member of the Zhao family of Banished Mountain, was a martial artist in the middle stage of innate talent. When he was young, he became famous in the world with a silver spear in his hand.
His gun is like a pine when still, and like a dragon when it moves.
He and Shen Langsheng were once known as: The Proud Double Spear.
If Mu Qinghong hadn't entered Banished Mountain and stolen the dragon root grass, he would not have become Mu Qinghong's enemy.
When he said this, the silver gun in his hand had already stabbed more than a dozen shots in succession. He looked like a silver dragon walking around Mu Qinghong. As long as there was a chance, he would definitely use the pistol to end Mu Qinghong's life. .
"Have you really seen my time?"
A thunderous shout.
Mu Qinghong instantly stood in front of Zhao Xianxin, their eyes met. At that moment, Zhao Xianxin suddenly understood why Mu Qinghong was a martial saint in the eyes of the world.
His throat was pinched by Mu Qinghong's three fingers. He seemed to have seen Mu Qinghong plowing the ground with his face. Before he could retract the gun in his hand, his whole body was pressed into the ground by Mu Qinghong. Waves suddenly rose and blood flowed. White flowers bloom in Mu Qinghong's hands.
Zhao Xianxin's legs were stretched very straight, even taller than the silver gun.
Five people remain.
Zhao Xianyue, Zhao Xianxiong, He Guangchen, He Tong, Tao Qianrang.
Each one of them is a world-famous innate master. Looking at Mu Qinghong at this moment, their hearts are truly frightened.
Mu Qinghong shook off the brain in his hand and said softly: "Mu will take your lives too."
When his voice fell, he clapped his hands in front of him, and a dazzling cyan light flashed all over his body. A green dragon suddenly condensed, a dragon roar sounded, and dragon scales seemed to appear on Mu Qinghong's skin.
He Tong's pupils shrank and he shouted: "Mu Qinghong has used his secret skills. He has burned his life and improved his cultivation. Don't give him a chance..."
He Tong had killed many people in his life, and for the first time, he was so frightened by a face that he could not speak.
Mu Qinghong was standing in front of him. He had no idea when he stood in front of him. He only saw his heart being grabbed out by Mu Qinghong, crushed into pieces, and died on the spot.
The remaining four people struck with four swords from left, right, top and bottom, blocking all directions Mu Qinghong could dodge.
But Mu Qinghong refused to dodge and let the three swords enter his body. He only took one life.
Zhao Xianxiong saw a huge dragon claw, but his sword did not react at all. The dragon claw had already been clasped on his face, and its five fingers penetrated his flesh. He heard the sound of his facial bones breaking.
Zhao Xianyue wanted to roll the sword that had penetrated Mu Qinghong's body. When he exerted force with his palm, he realized that his sword was imprisoned by Mu Qinghong's flesh and blood. When he was about to turn around, he saw Mu Qinghong grabbing Zhao Xianxiong. Use it as a weapon on his body.
He Guangchen and Tao Qianrang could only abandon their swords to protect themselves, and watched helplessly as Mu Qinghong smashed Zhao Xianyue to death with Zhao Xianxiong. His posture was vicious, terrifying, and not human.
"Is he still alive?"
Tao Qian couldn't stop the drum in his heart.
An innate warrior who burns his life will inevitably die.
He Guangchen said: "We can't fight him again. As long as we avoid this period of time and we take his body back to revive him, the family can still exist."
Tao Qianrang also made this plan.
laugh.
Warm blood splashed on half of Tao Qianrang's face. He looked sideways and saw that He Guangchen's head was gone. The blood spurting from the artery in his neck was like a spring, blooming with blood flowers.
"Mu Qinghong, I will leave here immediately. I will no longer care about the dragon root grass."
Tao Qianrang's words had already been spoken, and his chest had been penetrated.
Mu Qinghong used his own life to kill people, not just killing people, he wanted to kill as many powerful masters in the world as possible for the future Chen Xian Dynasty.
It seemed that at this moment, his mind could only remember this incident.
Kill people, keep killing people.
Min Jianlin has not yet discovered how terrifying Mu Qinghong is. He is trying his best to kill the old Zhang Weizhi. The seven of them join forces. Looking at the world, who can stop him?
"Zhang Weizhi, if you don't leave Exiled Mountain, you will be the most powerful being among us, but now you are too old and weak to hold the sword."
"They have sent people to Exile Mountain to collect the elixir. You should understand how ridiculous this world is in their eyes..."
A hand suddenly fell on his Heavenly Spirit Cap. Min Jianlin felt the hairs all over his body stand up. He was about to draw away with his sword when he saw a cap of blood-stained hair in Mu Qinghong's hand.
Then the blood flowed down the top of his head. He subconsciously touched it and touched his brain. It felt warm and pulsating, causing him to fall to the ground.
Zhang Weizhi's eyes flashed with sadness. He was the King of Medicine, and he knew very well that Mu Qinghong was in a state where he would die at any time.
He is still alive.
It's because of obsession in my heart.
He wants to kill all the greedy people in front of Peach Blossom Town.
Mu Qinghong moved again.
As he shuttled among the crowd, no matter who the other person was or what state he was in, they were all scarecrows in his hands. Their heads were ripped off, their hearts were caught, and their bellies were gutted.
Mu Qinghong is so cruel that he doesn't look like a human being.
But he couldn't stop. Once he stopped, he would die.
at the same time.
Min Jianlin's words before his death also cast a dark cloud over Zhang Weizhi's heart.
Thunder suddenly rolled over Beiyan Mountain.
Beiyan Mountain in autumn is always like this, the rain comes suddenly.
Sakyamuni enjoyed the rain. The blood on his head was washed away, revealing nine scars.
In this way, his hands were no longer stained with blood when he killed. The heavy rain washed away his sins, and he became more motivated to kill.
Crash.
There was another rapid sound of horse hooves.
Starting from a long way away, the Hidden Dragon Armor had already given way to the road.
Liao Nongyu's heart finally calmed down. After the death of so many powerful masters, it was time for the court to end.
Thirty-seven fierce horses.
Thirty-seven masters from Qintian Prison.
Heavy rain can't get close to their bodies. Without exception, their Qi is released, and they are all in the innate realm.
This is the trump card that Qin Tianjian spent ten years cultivating.
Mu Qinghong looked back at Zhang Weizhi and said, "Sir, we can bring down half of the sky in Dali."
Da Li Dynasty.
Jian Tiansi, half of the civil and military positions.
Qin Tian Jian is half the sky.
On the north bank of the river, thirty-seven figures flew past.
There is no nonsense about their appearance, their mission is to kill people.
The sword shone silver in the rain.
The power of Mu Qinghong, the murderous god, has not stopped yet.
Zhang Weizhi looked up to the sky and felt relieved.
Man must die, and if he lives long enough, he must die.
Beiyan Mountain is a boundary that not only separates the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but also separates the weather from cloudy to sunny.
Gu Siniang stood on the top of Beiyan Mountain, looking towards the direction of Taohua Town shrouded in heavy rain.
"After descending this mountain, you can directly enter Peach Blossom Town."
Wang Longhu looked at the rain in front of him. He was no longer in the rain, but had already caught the rain with his hand.
"Such a wonder is rare to see after decades of living in Xiaodao."
"Even Master Konghua has become the murderous devil in Peach Blossom Town. This time the donor asked Xiaodao to follow him. Could it be that Xiaodao also wants to kill people?"
Gu Siniang said: "I know very well what kind of child Xian Chao is. If he knew the situation in Taohua Town at the moment, he would come back even if he went to Mount Putuo. We will die in Taohua Town, but I hope that the Heavenly Master can save Xian Chao. If Chao’s life is spared, Da Li will not go south until he dies.”
Wang Longhu said: "Tuoba Jingtan once came to Qingping Temple. Xiaodao had to remind the donor that this person is not a person who keeps his word."
Gu Siniang said: "The people in Taohua Town trust Mu Qinghong."
The cattle and sheep in Peach Blossom Town were braying loudly, perhaps because of the rain, or perhaps because of the martial arts warriors who died nearby.
When Gu and Siniang fell from the top of the mountain, the bloody atmosphere of the killings outside the town had enveloped the entire Taohua Town, and even the heavy rain could not wash away it.
When the two appeared at the entrance of Peach Blossom Town.
What he saw was the scene where Mu Qinghong was penetrated by twelve long swords.
The plum blossom in Gu Siniang's hand appeared in front of Mu Qinghong in an instant, and the sword killed seven people.
The plum blossoms have fallen.
The plum blossom that had frightened Da Li Jianghu for more than 20 years finally bloomed again.
Gu Siniang supported Mu Qinghong and said softly: "You should have let me find you a long time ago."
Mu Qinghong said: "Katsuo, I'm sorry."
Perhaps because he saw his replacement appear, Mu Qinghong's authority dropped, his breathing began to weaken, and he could not even lift his eyelids.
"Gu Shengnan, you came back at the right time."
"Mu Qinghong has no way to save himself. If I kill you again, this Taohua Town will cease to exist from now on."
As if she couldn't hear, Gu Siniang led Mu Qinghong to Wang Longhu's side and said, "Master Tian, please help me watch over Mu Qinghong."
After saying this, she flew away with the plum blossoms. Mu Qinghong wanted to keep her, but he couldn't even lift his hand.
"Wang Tianshi, Siniang is not from Dajing. She should not die here. Mu asks you to take Siniang away from here."
Wang Longhu sighed and said, "Donor Gu is trapped here because of love. Now that she has come, does the benefactor think she will leave?"
"I'm here, she won't die."
Mu Qinghong looked at Gu Miaozai in white who suddenly appeared next to him, and the only worry in his heart finally relaxed.
"Wonderful, please."
Gu Miaozai said: "Since you are going to die, you shouldn't drag her to establish Peach Blossom Town at that time."
Mu Qinghong said: "I am sorry for her."
Hit by seventeen swords, the Dajing Martial Saint slowly closed his eyes.
Of the thirty-seven masters of the Qintian Prison, four were torn to pieces by Mu Qinghong and three were beheaded by Zhang Wei's sword.
But these people are not afraid or panicked like those martial artists.
When they kill someone, they are fully prepared to die.
Such people are very scary.
Therefore, even though Mu Qinghong burned his life and fought fiercely, he was still penetrated by twelve long swords; Zhang Wei's sword killed three people, but he also paid the price of being hit by five swords.
Plum blossoms fell next to Zhang Weizhi. Gu Siniang wanted to save Zhang Weizhi's life, but this old man who had experienced three generations of emperors in Dajing had run out of gas.
His medical skills can save anyone in the world, but it cannot save someone who is determined to die, nor can he save himself who has no way to save himself.
Mu Qinghong's anger suddenly disappeared.
No one can understand Gu Siniang's sadness. She rushed into the crowd, just wanting to kill and be killed, to avenge Mu Qinghong and accompany Mu Qinghong.
"Wonderful, take sir and leave."
Gu Miaozai fell beside Zhang Weizhi in an instant, grabbing Zhang Weizhi's shoulders with her fair hands, and let him resist, but to no avail.
Zhang Weizhi looked at the dead Mu Qinghong and breathed out his last breath.
Slowly said: "Miss Miaozai, you must not be enemies with Banished Mountain anymore. Their backside is not something this world can contend with..."
In the rain, Shakenya staggered over.
His battle was over. He had killed many people, but he still hadn't figured out why Mu Qinghong had to take him on this trip.
He staggered and sat next to Mu Qinghong and Zhang Weizhi. He looked at Mu Qinghong and saw that they were dead. He had doubts in his mind and would not pursue it any further. He turned his head to look at Wang Longhu and asked: "Master Longhu, little monk." Before you die, are you slaying demons and protecting the Tao?"
Wang Longhu said: "The master is free and easy, and the path is beyond comparison."
Shakhenka said: "The words of the Heavenly Master are very pleasant to hear. It's a pity that I am not a real monk. I am afraid that the little monk's golden temple will not be built. But I don't regret it. Before I die, I release my true nature again. It's a pleasure. comfortable."
Sakyamuni died very quickly.
His face was peaceful and he was no longer the murderous devil he had been before.
This life begins with murder, escapes into Buddhism, ends with murder, and falls into hell.
