The sword is like a rainbow! The murderous intention is overwhelming! Three martial arts disciples rushed out of the secret.

The old man in gray waved his right hand.

A red light flashed by.

The bodies of the three Wu League children shook, and blood spurted out from their throats and fell to the ground.

The three of them opened their mouths and fell to the ground with unwilling expressions.

Ye Fei narrowed his eyes slightly: A powerful enemy! "Swoosh--" The old man in gray did not stop at all. He stepped on his left foot and bounced up with his body.

The whole body suddenly moved upwards.

The next second, it fell down with a bang.

He fell into the martial arts master who rushed over like a meteor.

Four martial arts masters swung their swords at him directly.

The old man in gray face remained unchanged and his body suddenly exerted force.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

The next second, a series of sharp and unparalleled energy swept towards the four martial arts masters! A series of sword lights swept past like cutting leeks! A stream of blood spurted out along the neck of the martial arts masters! Immediately afterwards, heads fell off in an instant! In the blink of an eye, the four martial arts masters landed on the ground.

Seven people were killed in a row, but the old man in gray did not stop and the red sword was fierce.

"Swoosh!"

As he moved forward, he hit a man's chest and a burly man flew backwards in an instant.

There was no sound, and he fell to the ground silently.

Blood is falling.

The blade turned, and the red sword flew past one man’s neck again, and the elite of the martial arts league fell down another person, and blood splattered everywhere.

"call!"

The opponent was killed or injured, and the old man in gray had no turbulence in his eyes, and he waved his red sword in his hand.

Radiant.

Two Wu Meng children who had just wiped their eyes and had a scar on their chest.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, three sharp knives stabbed at the same time, and the light intertwined, sealing the angle of avoidance of the old man in gray.

The three martial arts masters have fierce attacks. Whether the old man in gray dodged backwards or left and right, they will be injured by the remaining sharp blades.

But the old man in gray did not dodge, and the red sword slashed round.

"when!"

Three daggers fell instantly.

Immediately afterwards, they ejected back strangely, and screamed! Blood was oozing from their tiger's mouth and shoulders.

The next second, the old man in gray took another step forward and cut the throats of the three of them.

The three of them fell to the ground, accompanied by blood spurting out from their throats.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen martial arts masters were all killed.

There was blood around Fengbo Pavilion.

Huang Tianjiao drew out her long sword and shouted, "Who is it?"

Dozens of the Wu League's children retreated, protecting Jiu Qiansui and Ye Fei, and surrounding the uninvited guests.

"Who am I?"

Ba Jian maintained a cold expression, shook the red sword and dispersed the blood, then said indifferently: "You killed my four disciples, cut off Jiang Shihao's offering, and ask me who else?

Wouldn't it be too ridiculous?"

"I originally wanted to come to Zhonghai to kill you, but some things were delayed, but I still have time to do the Qiqi sacrifice."

"Ye Fei, I think Tianlei and the others will be very happy."

He sighed lightly, with a hint of loneliness and a sharp murderous intent.

"apprentice?

Thunder?

Jiang Shihao?"

When the Wu League children frowned slightly, Huang Tianjiao's face changed drastically and shouted: "Are you a Ba Jian?"

"I haven't set up a sword for a long time, and many people think my sword is rusted."

The voice of the sword was filled with a sense of silence: "Today, I will use your blood to wash the sword."

Domineering sword?

Ye Fei was slightly surprised. No wonder he was so powerful. He turned out to be the tenth-ranked master of the killer list.

He was a little surprised that the other party came to him and found him here.

"Kill him!"

Ye Fei was about to take action, but Jiu Qiansui pulled him down, and then Feng Qingyun made tea: "Why should a mere killer be like a big enemy?"

He poured Ye Fei a cup of tea: "Come on, taste my Biluochun."

Ye Fei smiled helplessly and had to lower his head and take a sip.

At this moment, in the nine thousand years old gesture, dozens of martial arts disciples rushed over again.

The saber, dagger, and long sword all greeted Ba Jian.

"mob!"

Facing the siege of everyone, Ba Jian smiled without saying a word, and suddenly his right hand shook.

The sword was raised instantly, and the murderous intent soared, stabbing at the attacking opponent.

A sword breaks the mountains and rivers! The red sword has no light, but the chill is like autumn water, shivering the scene, shivering people's hearts, and shivering vitality.

"Ah--" Thirteen Wushang children had no time to resist, so they splattered blood in their chests and fell to both sides.

Eyes were shocked.

It's really too fast.

A sword hurt thirteen people, but the tip of the sword still remained unabated and stabbed the ribs of the person behind.

Another scream.

"Swoosh--" Then, Ba Jian waved his backhand, and eight martial arts experts fell to the ground with a muffled groaning, all of their abdomen being cut open.

Dripping blood.

The Domineering Sword did not stop and moved forward slowly.

Huang Tianjiao shouted sternly: "Stop him!"

More than a dozen Wu League children rushed up again.

The Ba Jian didn't even look at him, one sword was one, and there was no stagnation at all.

"Ah—" A scream cut through the air, like a cuckoo crying with blood.

A touch of blood was flying all over the sky under the sword.

Huang Tianjiao and the others' eyes twitched and looked at everything in front of them.

They never thought that Ba Jian was so invincible.

Ba Jian walked out fifteen meters, and more than fifty people fell from the ground, and fewer and fewer Wu Meng's children guarding the pavilion.

Huang Tianjiao and the others have dry mouths.

Too fast, too powerful, no one can resist it.

No wonder it is called Ba Jian.

Ye Fei couldn't help but stood up and shouted, "Ba Jian, I killed your disciple, come for me."

His mind and nature are always not as strong as those of Jiu Qiansui, and he cannot ignore the death of the Wu Meng family.

The red sword of the Ba Jian Ye Fei smiled grimly: "If you want to die, they will die too."

"And Jin Zhilin's people are all going to die."

"I want to kill all your family and sacrifice my disciples."

The Ba Jian's voice was very cold, showing the ruthlessness of the killer.

If Ye Fei and the others had killed four disciples and Jiang Shihao, he would still be in seclusion and practice in seclusion. How could he have been so hard to come back to the world to work hard?

Hearing the words of Ba Jian, Ye Fei's murderous intent was instantly flourishing.
To be continued...