Tian Qisha's eyes were spitting fire, and many of the Tian family disciples who died were either his nephews or relatives, and he watched helplessly as they died under Liu Wuxie's butcher's knife.
The blood gathered into a river, dyeing the ground red. The white snow, sprinkled with hot blood, quickly dissolved, forming a red stream of water, rushing towards the walls on both sides.
The rich smell of blood stimulated the nasal cavities of everyone present. The timid ones were so frightened that they trembled all over and almost fainted.
Wan Rongzhe was speechless. His youngest son's head was cut off by Liu Wuxie's knife. His mind went blank and he forgot to be angry and to breathe.
"Liu Wuxie, I'm going to cut you into pieces." I couldn't describe my mood at this moment. I could only use such vicious words to vent my inner anger. Wan Rongzhe's hair suddenly exploded.
Veins popped out on his face, his fists were clenched tightly, and a terrifying murderous intent, centered on him, was overwhelming and filled the entire street.
He walked out step by step, and with each step he took, the murderous aura in his body became a little stronger, condensing into essence, like a tide, blowing away the corpses at his feet.
Wan Rongzhe's masters from all over the world were following behind him. Their eyes were like wild beasts that choose people to devour, wishing they could eat Liu Wuxie alive.
Tian Qisha moved and surrounded him from the other side to prevent Liu Wuxie from escaping.
"Little bastard, I won't kill you today, and I swear I won't be a human being." Every time Tian Qisha uttered a word, his tone would increase by one point.
Xu Yilin's eyes showed deep fear. After ten days, Liu Wuxie's combat power had soared more than a thousand times.
The most shocked person was Xue Yang, whose eyes were locked on Liu Wuxie. This man was really a powerful enemy, and he would definitely be strangled in the cradle before he could grow up.
"Kill me." An evil smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and his eyes were full of ridicule, "Just because of you trash."
More than a thousand people surrounded him, and what followed would be an unprecedented battle.
Xu Yilin was very nervous, fearing that Liu Wuxie had some shortcomings. If he really died, how would he explain to Brother Liu when he saw him in the future?
"You all take action together and kill him," Xue Yang ordered to the three Xue family disciples not far away.
Asking them to attack together, Xue Yang had the illusion that the Wan family and the Tian family alone could not kill this beast, and they needed the help of the Xue family.
"Yes" Three Xue family disciples came out and joined the battle group.
With five people in the peak spiritual cleansing realm, what chance does Liu Wuxie have of winning?
Smoke filled the air, and the entire Canglan City was covered in endless killings.
Even dozens of miles away, one could smell the strong smell of blood, and the aura of murder filled the sky.
"In today's battle, the pattern of Canglan City may be rewritten." From far away in the street, there were waves of conversations.
More and more people gathered, but they didn't dare to get close to avoid being implicated.
"I'm optimistic about the Tian family. They have been planning for so many years to curry favor with the Xue family in the imperial capital city. This time the Xu family is in danger." There are more people supporting the Tian and Wan families.
The Xu family is a new aristocracy, and its experts are far inferior to those of the other two. Moreover, with the support of the city lord's palace, the Xue family's help can be said to be even more powerful than a tiger.
Whether it is the overall combat power or the number of masters, the difference between the two is too huge.
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you see just now that Liu Wuxie killed hundreds of disciples from both families?" There are also people who support the Xu family, but the number is too small.
After decades of fighting, today there is finally a result.
Liu Wuxie glanced around, it was just an appetizer, the real killing had just begun.
The short sword pointed at the sky, the slightest glint of the sword flickering in the void, the momentum became more and more powerful, the innate fourth level, the Taihuang Zhenqi was infinite and approaching the peak of the spirit-washing realm. What was even more terrifying was that his body, transformed by the mysterious liquid, was even more terrifying.
Ordinary human beings.
The suffocating sword intent pours down, and the power to destroy the world is enough to drive people crazy.
"The intention of the sword, this is the intention of the sword." Countless roars came from all directions in the street.
To understand the meaning of the sword is considered a genius, but to understand the meaning of the sword is to be a monster, beyond the scope of genius.
Tian Qisha's face became more and more ugly. The terrifying sword intent made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he was locked by an eternal ferocious beast.
His body was broken and he couldn't move.
This is the power of sword intent.
Those ordinary disciples, you look at me, I look at you, they don’t even know what the meaning of the sword is.
"Kill him quickly, don't let him gather his momentum," Wan Rongzhe shouted sharply.
Ten thousand masters behind him all rushed forward. The elders all had the strength of the late Xiantian realm. They formed violent winds and rain, lifting up the bluestones on the ground and condensing into turbulent waves, heading straight towards Liu Wuxie.
The Tian family followed closely behind, with more than a thousand people taking action. Even those in the marrow cleansing realm had to avoid their sharp edges.
All attacks turned into a torrent of steel. Liu Wuxie was in the center. If he was not careful, he would be submerged by the torrent.
"Rumble"
A series of powerful impacts, mixed with the sound of weapons breaking through the air, fell on Liu Wuxie's body.
They burst out in anger, almost mobilizing their strongest strength, and struck a fatal blow.
There was a deafening impact on the ground, and the boulder more than one meter thick was blown to pieces.
The place where Liu Wuxie stood was already riddled with holes. Even the marrow cleansing realm was reduced to dregs at this moment.
"Innocent" Xu Yilin's eyes are about to burst.
The Xu family guards shed tears of blood in their eyes. In the past month, they all saw my uncle's performance and he has become the backbone of the Xu family.
A cheerful smile appeared in Tian Qisha's eyes. Facing the torrent of impact, no one could survive, and Liu Wuxie would definitely die.
The terrifying energy swept all around, and the Xu family's door was almost blown away. Even though they were hundreds of meters away, the strong hurricane rushed towards them, shaking their bodies to the point of collapse.
"Is this kid dead?" Wan asked with lingering fear, looking at the large pit several meters deep.
Liu Wuxie left a deep shadow in his heart. Unless he died, he would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life. Liu Wuxie was so angry that he fainted in the Colosseum.
"Huh, so many people hit him with all their strength. If he doesn't die, I will kneel down and call him grandpa." Another disciple of the Wan family sneered.
As time passed, the air wave disappeared, and apart from a large crater, there was nothing else in the middle, not even a corpse.
"You want to be my grandson, but I may not be willing yet." A cold voice sounded in the crowd.
immediately
The sword's light flickered, like a sharp aura, sweeping across the scene. Everyone was gathered together, and there was no way to avoid it.
The first person to bear the brunt was Wan BuTong, the man he was talking to just now. They wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. The blade was already in front of them.
"Ah ah ah, I don't want to die." Before the voice could finish, he was cut in half and sliced open by the light of a knife.
It turned into two sections and lay on the ground, unable to die for a while.
This is just the beginning, the sword light is released unscrupulously, rushing into the crowd, like a killing machine, rampaging, and every impact can bring a handful of blood rain.
"No, get on the defensive quickly." Wan Rongzhe panicked.
So many attacks just fell on Liu Wuxie, why were they all in vain? How did he avoid the attacks and appear in the crowd? It is a complete mystery.
No one knew, including those who were in the Marrow Cleansing Realm, they didn't see clearly how Liu Wuxie disappeared mysteriously.
The killing spread endlessly, and more and more bodies fell to the ground. Liu Wuxie's feet were like afterimages on the seven stars. They were unable to capture Liu Wuxie's movement.
"Contain him quickly!" Tian Qisha is going crazy.
He rushed forward desperately, and every time he made a move, Liu Wuxie would mysteriously disappear from the spot.
Like a cat playing with a mouse, Liu Wuxie was not in a hurry to fight against the five spirit-cleansing realms. He slaughtered all these ordinary people first to make them fearful and frightened.
"I won't fight anymore, I want to go home." A Wanjia disciple suddenly dropped the weapon in his hand and shouted that he wanted to go home.
It was already too late. The ruthless butcher knife cut down hard, and more and more corpses piled up. In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of corpses piled up on the ground.
"Fight back quickly, fight back!" Wan Rongzhe said with a frantic look on his face.
Seeing the disciples and elders of the family fall one by one with my own eyes, my heart is bleeding.
