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The sound of rushing and killing resounded through the gate of Bulao Peak.
The three Xiaoyaos were like sharp swords, fiercely inserted into the circle surrounded by many players. The mysterious energy spread across the space, and they smashed out a bloody avenue at an unparalleled speed.
Cold.
bloody.
The eyes are full of carefreeness, but they are extremely deep hidden in the dark pupils.
In the Xuan Core, the power of Zhixie is like boiling hot water, extremely active. It continuously enters the sea of Qi bit by bit, dyeing the originally hot Xuan Qi into red and black. This is the energy of Zhixie smelling it.
The breath of killing spontaneously merged with the profound energy and integrated into the meridians of Xiaoyao's body.
More and more players are falling under Tianyang’s fingers.
Xiaoyao was covered in blood, and Yiran didn't know that behind him, the figures of Negative Swordsman and Canglang flashed quickly, their eyes full of worry about Xiaoyao's situation. Players around him could not catch their figures, but they
It still had a huge impact on their desire to get closer to Xiaoyao.
"Xiaoyao!"
The two of them drank in low voices, but were quickly drowned in the commotion around them.
He seemed to be transformed into a killing weapon.
The gloomy cold air kept bursting out from his body, and the bright air suddenly gathered and retreated. The evil occupied his entire body and mind, constantly invading the depths of his soul, and imperceptibly. If this situation was allowed to develop, no one could predict it.
What Xiaoyao will evolve into? Perhaps, it is entirely possible to become a demon and become a killing weapon without consciousness.
The fingers of Tianyang flickered at the fingertips.
There is an extremely deep black pool inside the red light, making every bounce and shot more concealed and faster.
Whoosh!
Xiaoyao's figure turned into an afterimage, suddenly shot out from the players, and flashed along the path of the Immortal Peak, but the figure that had already broken through the players shot straight up the Immortal Peak.
The blood boiled, and hundreds of figures lying in a pool of blood slowly disappeared behind him.
The profound energy in the body is consumed violently.
Xiaoyao was caught up in the desire to kill both physically and mentally, with only one goal in mind: "Go to the Immortal Peak and kill flowers without regrets!"
"Xiaoyao!"
"etc!"
Following behind them, Negative Swordsman and Cang Lang rushed out with a slightly embarrassed figure. Countless players around them stared at them in horror as they rushed towards the Peak of Immortality.
There was blood and corpses everywhere.
Thousands of players surrounded Xiaoyao and the three of them, but they were still killed by hundreds of them before they broke through the siege and went straight to the Immortal Peak. Such strength was completely beyond their imagination and shocked their hearts. They stared blankly into the distance.
The three people who went there were gasping for air and their eyes were extremely complicated.
"The containment failed!"
"The three Xiaoyao people have reached the Immortal Peak"
Among the players, one player looked pale and sent a message while trembling.
…
The top of the gate of Bulao Peak.
Like many other sects, the Immortal Peak is vaguely divided into two layers: inner and outer. The inner layer is where many strong aboriginals of the sects stay, and the outer layer is where a small number of aborigines and player disciples live. The reason why we say a small number is that
This is because after players enter a sect, they will have a nominal master. These masters are generally in the fourth to sixth levels of strength and are responsible for the player's missions, cultivation of skills, introduction to the sect, etc.
The important point, that is, the important reason why the three Xiaoyao dare to kill the Immortal Peak is that unless the aboriginal people in the outer layer are passively attacked, other players from other sects will not be attacked by them even if they enter.
There are also some who will still protect these disciples who join the sect for special reasons.
For example, right in front of you.
On the huge square of the Ageless Peak, Hua Buhui and dozens of other disciples of the Ageless Peak stood here.
Jiutian, Tianya and others were clearly visible in the queue.
In front of them, a middle-aged man in black robe stood at the front with a calm expression, his hands behind his back, and his cold eyes looked at Xiaoyao, who was covered in blood and filled with murderous intent.
"Master, he is this person. I am not as strong as him. Master protects me!"
Hua Buhui stood respectfully behind the middle-aged man, staring at Xiaoyao with a fierce look. This time, he spent nearly half of his efforts in the past month in order to invite his master to resist Xiaoyao.
Point. Such a price, even if he is a core disciple, will inevitably delay his improvement in strength in the future.
"oh?"
The man in black robe glanced at Xiaoyao and frowned subconsciously: "What a murderous intention!"
"Exit the Immortal Peak!"
Light blood rolled in his eyes, Xiaoyao looked indifferent, and all the pores on his body stood up. He felt a powerful force in the black-robed man. This power was definitely not possessed by a third-level existence, even if his strength was promoted to third-level.
He has many trump cards, but at this moment, he has no confidence at all!
Whoosh~
Two figures quickly appeared from the foot of Everold Peak and landed beside Xiaoyao.
"It's Aboriginal!"
Looking at the black-robed man who had no breath at all, the Negative Swordsman and Canglang couldn't help but take a breath, and their expressions instantly darkened.
They had no idea that Hua Buhui would invite the aborigines!
Beside them, Xiaoyao's expression became even colder.
"Xiaoyao!"
"You are indeed very strong, but..." Hua Buhui glanced at the black-robed master beside him and said coldly: "But if you want to touch me today, I can only say it is impossible!"
"My master's strength is the authentic fifth level. If you don't retreat today, you are seeking death!"
Amidst the cold shouts, Hua Buhui was happy and undaunted. Jiutian and others around him also looked at Xiaoyao and the three with great interest, wanting to see what else they could do in the face of the strong aboriginals. Although the aboriginals would not
Take the initiative to take action against the players, but if Xiaoyao and the others plan to kill Hua Buhui, they will directly face the anger of the aborigines. With his fifth-level strength, he is simply not something they can fight against!
Ta Ta ~
With their expressions changing drastically, Negative Swordsman and Cang Lang found in vain that the coldness on Xiaoyao's body was getting colder and colder. The moment Hua Buhui finished speaking, he walked out slowly, his eyes suddenly filled with coldness.
"Xiaoyao!"
The two of them were shocked, and the expressions of Hua Buhui and others changed even more.
"Does he still want to kill Hua without regret? The current situation is beyond his ability to break!" Tianya and others looked at Xiaoyao intently. On the top of the mountain in the distance, the figure of the King of Heaven also slowly emerged, with a look of surprise and suspicion.
Lai. Xiaoyao's actions made them all feel nervous. No one could imagine that Xiaoyao would try to kill Hua Buhui when facing the fifth-level aborigines.
Ta Ta ~
Xiaoyao seemed not to have heard everything and still walked towards Hua Buhui.
A look of anger finally appeared in the eyes of the man in black robe.
He stared at Xiaoyao with a cold expression: "Boy, I advise you to leave immediately! Today I promise to save his life. You can't kill him from my hands. If you are still stubborn..."
The cold sound resounded.
A huge amount of Qi suddenly emanated from the man in black robe, billowing endlessly and surrounding everyone. Even breathing seemed to become difficult in an instant.
"Xiaoyao, don't be impulsive!"
Negative Swordsman and Cang Lang appeared in front of Xiaoyao in a flash, and each held one of his arms.
Snapped!
The dark breath burst out in vain, breaking free from the two men's arms.
Xiaoyao's slightly lowered nod suddenly raised his head and stared at the man in black robe, then glanced at Hua Buhui, and when everyone's expressions changed slightly, he put his right hand on a long sword straddling his waist.
"That's the move!"
"That move again!!"
This posture was so familiar that Tianya and the others were so familiar that they cried out in horror.
A few days ago.
Xiaoyao also shocked the heroes in this way, and now he showed this attitude again when facing the black-robed aborigines with fifth-level strength.
Zheng!
The sword intent roared into the sky, and the billowing sword intent was filled with a dark energy that could not be dissipated for a long time. The moment the sword intent rose, everyone felt as if they were inside thousands of sharp swords, and their whole bodies felt cold and terrifying.
.
"The most evil breath?!"
"And this sword intention, such a strong sword intention!!"
The black-robed aboriginal finally changed his color. He stared at Xiaoyao, who had broken away from the negative swordsman and the two men were walking slowly towards him. For the first time, a deep solemn expression appeared on his face. Subconsciously, a powerful flow of mysterious energy burst out of his body in vain, and these currents of mysterious energy tumbled violently.
It shot out into the sky and hit the sword intent hard.
Boom~
There seemed to be a muffled sound of collision in the air.
Xiaoyao's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared in front of the black-robed aboriginals. The right hand holding the sword drew it out as fast as lightning at a speed that even the black-robed man was shocked.
Zheng!
Between the heaven and the earth, the sword intent shook violently and swept madly.
The wild sword energy hurricane hit the black-robed man crazily as soon as the sword was unsheathed, causing the black robe all over his body to violently roll, making a continuous sound. In this sword intention, he was stunned,
He raised his hand, and a long knife suddenly appeared in his hand. His body was slightly bent, and his eyes were narrowed.
call out!
The sword intent soared to the sky, and everyone was horrified. A bright light pierced the air and shot out suddenly. The speed was so fast that everyone could not see the trace of the light clearly with the naked eye. Even the man in black robe subconsciously acted.
The sword wanted to block this fleeting sword light.
call out
The sword light fell, and the surrounding area returned to calm.
The squinted eyes of everyone finally opened slowly, but the scene that appeared in front of them made everyone present couldn't help but widen their eyes, full of disbelief.
The sword glow passed away.
Above Hua Buhui's disbelieving eyes, a blood hole the size of a fingertip appeared on his forehead. The blood hole directly passed through the front and back, and swept out from the back of his head, leaving a deep blood stain.
"Xiaoyao?"
"I tried my best, but I'm sorry I couldn't save you!"
Sighing, the man in black robe slowly put away the long knife in his hand, turned back and glanced indifferently at Hua Buhui, who was kneeling in a pool of blood, and then swept his eyes deeply towards Xiaoyao, and turned into an afterimage and walked straight away from the square.
As the person left, blood filled the air. Shocked eyes stared at Xiaoyao, whose body was still extremely straight and his eyes were tightly closed. They murmured in disbelief: "He..."
