When Tiehu saw the guards pouring into the corridor leading to the study, blocking Xie Bangui's way, he suddenly showed his usual arrogance and domineering attitude. Although he was still running away, his eyes showed an endless fierce light.

"Suffer death!"

When Tiehu was only two feet away from the guards of the brigade, a roar like thunder suddenly came from his ears. He was immediately dizzy, his body swayed, and he almost fell over. Before Tiehu could stand firm on his feet, he suddenly felt

His shoulders sank, his wrists tightened, and his two arms were raised back in a strange posture. To others, it looked like someone was holding Tie Hu's arms and forcibly pulling his arms behind his back.

He knew exactly how strong Tie Hu's arm was. If he could hold him down, he would at least be an extraordinary master.

Tiehu's first reaction was that Xie Bangui had caught up with him. In shock, he turned his head and looked behind him, only to see two green-faced and fanged ghosts standing behind him, grabbing his hands and cutting them back violently. Tiehu was frightened.

His legs went weak and he knelt down.

The guards who rushed over saw Tiehu kneeling on the ground for no reason. The bun that was originally tied behind his head suddenly spread out and stretched into a straight line as if being pulled by someone. It also pulled Tiehu's neck.

The stretched old man.

Suddenly, a cold light fell from the sky, like the ghost-headed knife danced by an executioner on the execution ground, and struck the back of Tiehu's neck without any deviation. Tiehu's head and body were immediately split into two. Before the head hit the ground, he was chopped off.

The long knife on his head flew into the air together, drawing an arc of blood and cold light in the sky, and turned back in the direction of Xie Bangui.

Xie Bangui calmly took the long knife and the head in his hand, pointed the knife at the ground with one hand, and walked forward slowly while holding the bloody head in the other hand, simply ignoring the guards of Prison Pengyuan as if they were nothing.

Every time Xie Bangui takes a step, his figure will rise a little higher, as if he is stepping on an invisible ladder, climbing higher step by step.

When the guards looked up, they saw Xie Bangui with long hair flying, standing in the air with indescribable majesty and murderous intent. He transformed into a demon coming from the netherworld, standing proudly on a high platform made of bones, looking down.

Countless creatures were reincarnating under their feet. Some people kept exclaiming: "This... what kind of martial arts is this?"

"Is that a human? How does it look like a ghost?"

"It's a ghost, it's definitely a ghost... Look behind him, there's a ghost behind him..."

"Reincarnation...Reincarnation Knife...that's right...how does he know this kind of skill?" The leader of the guards seemed to have seen something incredible. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and his eyes were blank.

He looked at Xie Bangui and murmured: "We are dead, we are dead..."

"Death!" Just as Xie Bangui was about to raise his sword to strike at the crowd, an aurora that looked like a crescent moon and countless cold flames suddenly fell from the sky and struck Xie Bangui's head directly.

"Open!" As Xie Bangui raised his sword to meet him, the moon shadow and the light of the sword collided in one place, and the cold and sharp sword light flew in all directions, twisting the entire open space into a rope of dust.

When Xie Bangui looked back, he saw a long sword hanging upside down in the air, with a gap visible from the blood. Xie Bangui pointed his sword at the sword and shouted angrily: "Get out of here!"

"Principal Taoist Lan Fenghao, also known as water demon! It is your good fortune that you can die under Pindao's Haitian Sword." The voice of Mr. Lan Fenghao, the water demon, was erratic, and it was difficult to find his direction. He had no intention of coming out.

The Haitian Sword suspended in the sky rose into the sky, brewing sword energy again, preparing to kill Xie Bangui.

Xie Bangui raised his sword to the sky with a long roar. Following the howl of being pulled up from the ground, his blood turned into a blade wheel to protect himself, and then he pushed it violently into the air. The sharp sword light whirled and pierced, and the wind of the sword spread across the sky.

More than three feet away, hot pursuit

The Haitian Sword rolled up quickly, with flying iron filings covering the light of the sword. Dots of broken light flashed in the air, and sparks flew everywhere. However, the Haitian Sword floated left and right amidst the "swish" sound made by the wind of the sword, piercing up and down, always in the wind of the sword.

hovering in between.

"Hey——!" Xie Bangui screamed angrily, bursting out with bloody brilliance. With the momentum of a rolling mountain of swords, he chased the long sword and rushed up. There was a sound of gold and iron colliding, and countless broken pieces were instantly stirred in the air.

The light flashed... Xie Bangui's figure did not move even a little, but the fierce wind of swords filled the entire arena. Unless it was a ghost without substance, nothing could escape such dense sword energy.

The Haitian Sword was also aroused by Xie Bangui. The blade suddenly rose and slashed down at Xie Bangui crazily. There was a loud bang and the sword energy was raging. Everything around Xie Bangui was under the violent sword wind and sword energy.

It turns into fly ash, within ten feet of the direction

Xie Bangui fell back to the ground in awe, his feet sunk into the ground for more than half a foot. When he looked again, the Haitian Sword had disappeared. The blood in Xie Bangui's hand was trembling, and the sword, which was capable of breaking gold and breaking jade, was also cracked.

There was a gap.

Xie Bangui suddenly became furious, raised his knife and roared: "Fat man, follow me outside and kill!"

The tall fat man seemed to be under the influence of Xie Bangui, his eyes burst with fierce light, like an ancient beast, he rushed into the enemy group, swung the sky-shaking hammer and fought with countless guards, all kinds of harsh noises were heard, and the stone fire suddenly

Reflected, the light of the sword flashed, flesh and blood were thrown in all directions, and the mournful howl pierced the dull sky, surging back and forth in Qiupeng Garden.

Kill! The bodies of those who were killed are scattered all over the ground. The murderers are covered with scars.

Blood! Those who fell to the ground were soaked in blood and howled miserably. Those who were standing were covered in bright red.

Thanks to Bangui, the tall fat man was walking with bloodstains all over his body, as if he was madly stepping on corpses. He would kill anyone he saw without mercy. Those guards who had never been on the battlefield showed fear among the mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

It was also the huge fear that supported their instinct to slash and kill. The cruelty of the fighting shocked the sky.

The guards, who were attracted by the sound of fighting, had not rushed to the corridor before they saw dazzling blood undulating like a fountain at the other end of the corridor. The guards in front fell to the ground in groups, with the sound of flowing blood.

Washed along the corridor floor.

Suddenly, two long roars shot up into the sky in no particular order, two cold and sharp light wheels whirled up and down, cold lightning turned from weeping blood flew past at the height of the person's neck, and the sky-shaking hammer formed a whirlwind

Scratching the ground and rushing wildly.

In an instant, cold light swept across the corridor, cold flames spurted out, and shrill screams filled the sky and the earth. The hot blood swirled in countless arcs among the flying broken branches and broken arms, like tearing cotton cloth.

The sound of slashing instantly overwhelmed the shrill screams of the guards. Bloody and cold light flashed through the entire corridor, and pieces of broken corpses were flying in the air...

Suddenly, the wind stopped and the whistle stopped. The people in the entire corridor were either cut into two pieces or shattered under the hammer. The world became silent in the blood.

The bloody sword that passed through the corridor was nailed to the blood-stained wall with a "duo" sound, and lines of blood slid down the blood groove on the knife to the ground.

The Sky-Shaking Hammer also hit the tree and stopped. The blood that had not yet been shaken off flowed along the handle of the hammer and accumulated on the ground into a bright red.
Chapter completed!