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Chapter 1630: Blood Slaughter Falls

boom!!!

A loud noise shook the sky and came from the void.

The black sword light and the bright sword light met in the air, and a loud noise that destroyed the world broke out.

A gray-white gas exploded from the void.

Wherever the qi explodes, the void shatters, the earth sinks, the mountains and rivers collapse, and the water and marsh dry up.

Some cultivation is weak

The practitioner was shocked to death.

Someone else was shocked to death by the terrifying sonic boom.

Hundreds of thousands of practitioners around all changed color in shock.

On the top of the mountain opposite, duck eggs and loaches were shaken to the ground, and the two almost fell into the pool behind them.

...

"What a terrifying sword and sabre shadow!"

Xuan Jizi looked at the crack that could not be condensed for a long time in the void and couldn't help but smack her tongue.

Nangong Shi said with lingering fear: "The sword that Xue Tu fought hard for his life is enough to be included in the top ten in "Sword and War Record" for thousands of years."

"Swords and War Records" is the most authoritative battle record in the cultivation world of the Shengwu Continent. All the records on it are the amazing sword techniques performed by swordsmen.

This simple word "stunning" is almost like climbing a ladder for practitioners who practice swordsmanship.

Because sword skills are really too difficult to practice, the Holy Martial Continent randomly selected ten cultivators, accounting for 70% of them practicing sword skills, and only 30% of them other weapons.

However, sword techniques only account for a small part of these 30%.

Anyone who succeeds in practicing sword skills will inevitably be shocked.

The sword that the blood slaughtered by burning the soul was definitely a shocking sword, so Nangong Shi sighed.

"Yes, Xue Tu's sword would definitely shock the world, but he still failed to take over Lin Yi's casual sword."

Yuhe Zhenren suddenly said.

Yuhe Zhenren is the chief elder of Liuyun Sword Sect, and he is of extremely high prowess in Liuyun Sword Sect.

Liuyun Sword Sect, the entire sect, practices sword skills. Although there is some grudge between Liuyun Sword Sect and Lin Yi, he still enjoys it when he sees Lin Yi's sword defeating Xue Tu's sword.

"What? I couldn't help Lin Yi's casual sword?"

Nangong Qin, Liu Huahong and other geniuses were full of doubts.

Then when he saw the void, Xue Tu suddenly burst into laughter.

He looked at Lin Yi, who was unscathed and smiled happily.

"Hahaha, the God of Killing is worthy of being the God of Killing. I can defeat me with just one sword. It seems that I cannot understand the ultimate sword of the God of Killing in this life."

He laughed loudly.

Bloodlines overflowed at the corners of the mouth, eyes, nostrils, and ears.

He stood up his butcher knife and suddenly slashed down the mountain.

The practitioners watched the cultivators at the foot of the mountain were frightened and fleeing everywhere.

However, Xue Tu's sword did not have any trace of sword light. The sword just took his huge body and fell straight from the void to the ground.

boom--

The butcher's knife was penetrated deeply into the rocks, revealing only the handle of the knife.

Blood slaughter fell heavily to the ground, and his feet suddenly burst into pieces, becoming bloody and fuzzy.

But he didn't blink for a moment, he raised his hand and grabbed the handle of the cart and pulled it in front of him. He picked up a piece of cooked pig intestine, opened his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I have to be a perseverance even if I die..."

His mouth was oily and he said vaguely.

Not finished speaking.

A bang!

His body burst into blood mist.

The evil blood slaughter fell here.

The viewers around were stunned.

Previously, Nangong Qin, Liu Huahong and other geniuses who wanted to challenge Lin Yi were all in fear at this moment.

At this time, the man in the blue shirt in the void who strangled the God of Death's neck was like an ancient god and demon in their hearts. They suddenly had an illusion that the man in the blue shirt would not have the sword, but even if he looked at them, he was afraid that they would not be able to resist it.

The sudden death of Xue Tu attracted everyone's mind.

No one noticed that a yellow figure suddenly swooped down from the air and pounced on the masked ghost face.

When Ghost Face saw that the God of Death was restrained, the blood slaughtered and the assassination failed, he suddenly shot a sword light from his face when he wanted to escape.

He was seriously injured and could no longer take Lin Yi's sword, but he didn't take other people's swords seriously.

Looking at the Xiulijian, which was shot out by the yellow body, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the evil ghost's mask.

He held a mask, raised his arm, and wanted to throw it to Li Jiale.

Li Jiale was shocked.

An unprecedented feeling of death instantly enveloped him.

However, at this moment, a purple-gold dragon claw suddenly popped out from the void behind the ghost face.

The dragon claw was silently, almost exceeding the lightning, and suddenly grabbed the ghost's heart!

Ghost Face snorted angrily, and his tall and thin body barely avoided the dragon claws that were sneak attacked from behind at an unimaginable angle.

However, this dragon claw is the strongest attack of the vulgar dragon in his life, and it is not something he can easily dodge.

He avoided the dragon claws, but could not avoid the wind whirlwind brought out by the dragon claws.

In the blink of an eye.

The right shoulder of the ghost face was swept away by Feng Xuan.

"Haha, not only you will attack, but I will succeed too!!!"

The vulgar dragon laughed loudly, and the other dragon claw suddenly stretched out and grabbed the ghost face.

At this time, Li Jiale's Suzuri Jian was less than one foot away from the chest in front of the ghost.

There is a sharp sword in front and a terrifying dragon claw in the back. When you see the ghost face, you will fall into a situation of death.

But the ghost face suddenly stopped moving, and the evil ghost mask on his face suddenly flew out.

One mask flew to the chest and the other one flew behind the back.

puff!

puff!

Two crisp sounds came.

It was like an egg fell on the stone surface and smashed to pieces.

It was like a stone falling on the thin ice, smashing the coldness of the lake.

The two masks were broken, but they blocked the terrifying dragon claws of the vulgar dragon and blocked Li Jiale's killer Sakura.

The wretched longan eyelids twitched wildly.

Li Jiale was shocked.

At this time, the ghost face finally moved.

He slowly raised his hands, and punched out his fists one by one.

There was no fist wind or a little momentum, but Li Jiale and the vulgar dragon screamed until they flew out.

Li Jiale was in the air and vomited blood.

The vulgar dragon is not much better, it screams in pain.

Ghost Face exhausted all his strength and punched two punches, and his body staggered and almost fell.

He took off the ragged pig-head mask on his face, revealing an old face full of wrinkles. The face was plain and no different from an ordinary old man, but his eyes were a little hollow.

At this moment, there was a little glow in these empty eyes. The ghost face stared at Lin Yi in the void and smiled grimly, and wanted to crush the pig's head mask in his hand.

Once the pig's head mask was broken, he could escape from a million miles away, and even Lin Yi could not catch up with him.

However, his hand holding the pig's head mask was unable to hold it down.

At some point, a snowflake fell on his forehead.

A cold feeling rose leisurely on his forehead, which was full of wrinkles.

He turned his head and looked behind him. A ball of white mist appeared among the rocks thousands of feet away from him.
Chapter completed!
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