Jian Wuqi came out from the 19th floor, with the murderous aura rising faintly from his body.
Jian Wuqi, who was standing on the twentieth floor, glanced at the various crowds above the market, including traders, porters, pawns, brothel girls with swaying waists, and officials.
The crowds here are constantly flowing, shoulder to shoulder.
A beautiful picture of human life is completely spread out in front of Jian Wuqi.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted: "This man smells of blood and has a sword in his hand. Did he just kill someone?"
"Don't you know? All the family members on the 19th floor were killed, and it was probably this person who did it?"
"Oh! Damn you, my old father, what hatred does he have against you? You actually cut him into two pieces."
"Yes, you devil, you actually chopped my unmarried wife into pieces of flesh. It's so cruel..."
"My child is less than three years old, and you can actually do it. Are you still a human being?"
Suddenly, in the market, people were pointing and yelling with resentment, all rushing towards Jian Wuqi.
Someone shouted angrily: "Everyone, hurry up and report to the official. Let the official catch this devil."
Immediately afterwards, countless official officers, armed with broadswords and iron ropes, all walked towards Jian Wuqi. The vicious official officer spat at Jian Wuqi from a distance.
Jian Wuqi looked at the disgusting phlegm flying on his white shirt, and said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry!"
Suddenly, sword energy flew in front of the officer's eyes.
Within a few breaths, the market in front of Jian Wuqi was covered with blood.
After Jian Wuqi killed the East Market, he then went to the West City, the South City, and the North City, killing all the markets.
After killing all the four major markets, Jian Wuqi went to the government office in the middle and killed all the officials and officials in purple robes without sparing any one.
A moment later, a raging fire was seen on the twentieth floor. The fire seemed to be covering up something, burning the entire market in the southeast, northwest, and government offices to ashes one by one.
Jian Wuqi, who arrived at the twenty-first floor, looked at the army in front of him and suddenly felt as if he understood something.
If the 19th level is the most fragile ethics of human beings, then the 20th level is the legal constraints of the world. Is the army on the 21st level the force of the world?
This killing is actually cutting off the causal constraints of one's world?
The dark crowd was like dark clouds on the horizon, rushing toward him in a turbulent manner.
The sound of horses neighing and people shouting soared into the sky. Even the earth was shaken by the sound.
Today's Jian Wuqi is no longer the Jian Wuqi who just entered the nineteenth level of purgatory.
After going through the 19th and 20th levels of tempering, Jian Wuqi felt that his heart was as solid as iron.
There was a "cang" sound. Jian Wuqi's green steel sword was already in his hand at some point.
The three-foot long sword with a touch of flame was stretching and contracting with a breathtaking sword light.
"Cang" another sword cry sounded, and among the vast army, a fiery red sword shadow penetrated from the front of the conical square formation to the rear of the army.
I saw the cavalry general, who was the tip of the sword, slowly lowering his head with a heavy helmet, looking in disbelief at the big round hole in his abdomen. In horror, his eyes widened, and at the same time, his eyes went dark.
Get off the saddle.
Then, like a chain reaction, countless knights fell off their horses one after another.
Jian Wuqi looked at the knights who had penetrated hundreds of people under his sword, but there was no joy in his heart. Using sword control to kill these mortal soldiers really gave him no sense of accomplishment.
But there is no way, who calls the thirty-sixth level of purgatory of the Shura clan, insists on training himself into a killing machine without emotional fluctuations.
Jian Wuqi rubbed his nose, threw out the green sword again, and looked at the swarming knights.
In an instant, Jian Wuqi suddenly arrived in the middle of the battlefield.
That huge spiritual thought controlled several swords on the ground and slowly rose into the air. In an instant, Jian Wuqi felt something move in his heart.
I saw countless swords wandering uncertainly in the void.
Jian Wuqi closed his eyes tightly, pinched his sword fingers lightly, and suddenly Jian Wuqi's figure flashed into the void.
The next second, Jian Wuqi's figure seemed like a meteor streaking across the void on the twenty-first floor.
The countless swords followed Jian Wuqi's figure and cut through the void on the twenty-first floor. Suddenly, the knights all fell down again.
Slowly, there were more and more swords around Jian Wuqi, and more and more knights fell.
I don't know when, Jian Wuqi stood on top of a hill of corpses, and thousands of flying swords circled and circled on top of the mountain of corpses.
The brave knights who were not afraid of death kept charging, but they could not rush through Jian Wuqi's huge, locust-like sword group.
Looking at the 21st level of purgatory where the blood was like a sea, Jian Wuqi realized something in his heart.
"Bang" the last knight fell to the ground, but Jian Wuqi still stood still, looking at the group of flashing swords, Jian Wuqi just wanted to join the soul.
"Dang Dang Dang" Suddenly, thousands of swords suddenly turned into fragments in the void and fell to the ground one after another.
This mortal weapon cannot withstand Jian Wuqi's soul and thoughts.
Jian Wuqi let out a long sigh, feeling a little disappointed. He looked at the last knight and fell into the blood, feeling deep in his soul.
"Killing one person is a crime; killing tens of thousands of people is a crime for gods and demons."
Suddenly, streaks of divine light circulated in Wuqi's body, and then streaks of starlight fell.
In the twenty-first floor, a body of Suzaku Xinghe appeared, and a "chirp" of phoenixes spread throughout the twenty-first floor. On the twenty-first floor, on the high mountain of corpses, endless
The innate divine fire.
The sixth level of deification, Suzaku Galaxy realm.
Jian Wuqi, however, was not at all happy and rushed to the twenty-second level of purgatory eagerly.
On the twenty-second floor, there are countless sword cultivators in white.
These thousands of sword cultivators in white are actually exactly the same as the disciples of the Sword Sect in the Land of Chaos.
"You, the devil, are you the devil who slaughters young and old women in the lower world, civilian officials, and army sergeants?"
"You devil, we sword cultivators will definitely chop you into pieces in this space."
Suddenly, countless flying swords floated in the air, swaying and shining.
Jian Wuqi looked at these sword cultivators who only had the spirit life realm and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Is this Shura Purgatory going to kill every last bit of beauty in the mortal world?
Jian Wuqi felt a pain in his heart, but he had no other choice. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Come on, come on, Purgatory, I want to see what you are going to practice?"
Jian Wuqi's spiritual thoughts suddenly pressed against these sword cultivators like the waves of the sea.
Only sword cultivators in the spiritual realm could resist Jian Wuqi's spiritual suppression.
"Dang, Dang, Dang" countless green swords fell to the ground.
Jian Wuqi looked at the sword that had fallen to the ground, and suddenly above his body, the rich sword light was shooting into the void.
All the way up to the twenty-second floor was filled with this sword light.
At this moment, among the thousands of green swords on the ground, a sword rose into the sky. It rushed towards the sword light. It seemed that this rich sword light attracted me deeply.
.
With the first one, there will be a second one, and then one hundred, two hundred, one thousand, two thousand... there are about tens of thousands of green swords, happily in the void.
Flying.
"You, are you the Sword God?"
Jian Wuqi's soul and divine thoughts easily enveloped these tens of thousands of green swords, and said calmly: "He is a sword god, a sword demon, and a sword man!"
Jian Wuqi closed his eyes and felt the tens of thousands of green swords, and suddenly thought with great ambition: "Even if there are ten thousand planets, I can penetrate them."
The courage of "Rumble" seemed to be touched by these tens of thousands of green swords. Suddenly, these tens of thousands of green swords seemed to have sword energy like a rainbow, and a single sword dared to split the stars.
The Seventh Shura Prince Hou Feng stood in the road construction hall and asked suspiciously: "This, is this the sword gallbladder? This boy, at a young age, has realized the sword gallbladder? The courage of the weapons of heaven and earth, the sword gallbladder can be opened
Stars?"
The Great Shura King said with a smile: "You can't be wrong. His sword thought has already understood the great cutting method of heaven. It is not difficult to understand the sword courage that can open the world. It's just that I am a little strange. In the Asura purgatory, it is
He has not understood the Shura Dao."
Sangzhu looked at the Great Shura King curiously and asked in a low voice: "What is the Shura Avenue?"
"Not human, not ghost, not god, not immortal, not animal, not egg." King Shura was in a good mood and replied with a smile.
"Isn't that six different things?" Sangzhu suddenly asked curiously.
When the Great Shura King and the Seventh Shura King heard this, their chests suddenly froze, but they didn't know how to refute Sangzhu.