Chapter 2438
That battlefield is like Shura hell!
The blood has dyed the ground red and also publicized the sky.
There were cold headless bodies scattered everywhere. These bodies with their heads separated were actually good. Many people were directly torn apart by the sword light, and their flesh and blood swept away. They couldn't even make a group if they wanted to make a group.
The strong smell of blood filled the whole world, disgusting.
Among those who survived, even though there were some talented disciples who had seen the world, they still couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene in front of them.
In the middle of the battlefield, in the low air, jianwushuang stood there alone, the blade of Xuefeng sword pointed to the ground, and the blood on the sword slowly dripping downward.
At this moment, he was like a god of murder.
In such a short time, his figure disappeared seven times and appeared seven times, but it was these seven times that he killed at least 70 or 80 talented disciples.
But you know, there are only hundreds of geniuses around him.
At this moment, most of them were directly slaughtered, and only thirty or forty geniuses escaped by luck.
"He is simply a demon." Someone shouted in horror.
The word devil also appears in everyone's mind.
Some people are frightened, some are shocked, and some are devastated.
"Junior brother!"
"Senior sister!"
Some shrill roars rang out one after another, making the whole battlefield look extremely desolate.
"Sword unparalleled, how dare you kill my xueyang sect disciple? Wait, I will never let you go." A second-class demon disciple of xueyang sect pointed to the sword and screamed bitterly. His voice was trembling.
There is no way. Xueyang sect is also a large group. There are also eight disciples entering the saint's tomb, including two first-class demons,
But in the short-term slaughter of jianwushuang, only two of the eight disciples of xueyang sect survived.
"Yes, our Tianying sect will also seek justice from you for the dead disciples!"
"Unparalleled sword, you wait to die!"
"Such unscrupulous killing of disciples of all sects, even if there is Narcissus Island behind you, it can't save you."
Low cries rang out one after another, and those geniuses who survived narrowly stared at jianwushuang. Because the distance was far away, they were not worried that jianwushuang would kill them, so the fear in their hearts slowly dissipated, but the overwhelming hatred and resentment rose.
Jian Wushuang slowly raised his head, looked at the expressions of these geniuses, and listened to their shouting words. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, showing a trace of disdain smile. Jian Wushuang was really disdainful.
"Genius?"
"A group of such goods are also called geniuses? Ridiculous!"
Jian Wushuang took back the blood peak sword, but he didn't bother to look at these so-called talented disciples again, but turned around and walked towards Zhuo Bing and others.
As for those disciples, although they were all shouting for revenge for jianwushuang, no one dared to move around or even take a step forward.
Because once you come forward, you may immediately die under the unparalleled sword.
They ignored him when they saw Jian Wushuang, and the shouting was naturally more powerful. Of course, they also reported what happened here to the elders and strong of their respective sects at the first time.
"Little brother."
"Matchless younger martial brother."
Zhuo Bing, Ling Dan, Zhong Yi and Su Tong, as well as the disciples of Narcissus island and ancient star hall, all came to jianwushuang. They looked at jianwushuang with deep awe, even fear.
The killing of Jian Wushuang just scared not only those talented disciples who surrounded him, but also them.
Even though Zhuo Bing is the unparalleled sister of Jian, there is also a trace of fear in her eyes at the moment.
She and Jian Wushuang met in the tomb of the saint. After contact these days, Jian Wushuang was gentle, easy to talk and seemed to have a good temper.
I don't know if it's her. Almost all the disciples of Narcissus Island think so.
But who ever thought that the sword was so terrible when it killed.
It's simply a demon, a peerless murderer!
Most importantly, he has tremendous strength to rely on.
"Brother, are you ok?" Zhuo Bing asked cautiously.
"It's all right. It's just a little trouble." Jian Wushuang smiled. In front of the geniuses who surrounded him, he was a murderous God and a peerless demon. But in front of Zhuo Bing and his relatives and friends, Jian Wushuang still seemed so gentle and modest.
"Little trouble?" Zhuo Bing laughed bitterly.
"Brother Wushuang, what you're causing is not a little trouble. It's a big disaster." Zhong Yi exclaimed, "you killed a full 70 or 80 people at once. These people are all talented disciples from various sects. I have just looked carefully. The disciples you killed are from nearly 20 sects. Although most of them are of average strength, there are still several large sects."
"Most importantly, you killed Pang Tao!"
Zhuo Bing, Ling Dan and Su Tong all looked gloomy.
Yes, Pang Tao!
That's the most important thing.
Pang Tao is not only one of the twelve little kings, but also one of the most outstanding gifted disciples of the great compassion sect. His master is the supreme elder of the great compassion sect and the Brahma Sword Fairy recognized as the first sword cultivator in the Wusha wasteland!
Such a disciple died in the hands of Jian Wushuang. What can the great compassion sect do as nothing happened?
How is that possible?
"Although this is the tomb of saints, and it's still for the competition of seats and talismans to fight each other, and it's not the other party's fault to be killed. But you've made too much noise this time. Even Narcissus island may not be able to withstand the anger of so many sects, including the great compassion sect." Zhong Yi continued.
"Moreover, even if my Narcissus Island waist is strong enough to bear it, the great compassion sect and those sects must be unwilling at the bottom of their hearts. They will certainly be desperate to deal with you. If they can't deal with it on the surface, they will secretly use means. In short, unparalleled junior brother, your next son, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
"Elder martial brother Zhong Yi is right. Those sects are dignified one by one. They will definitely not give up." Su Tong also said.
"Maybe, but don't worry too much. Soldiers will block it, water and earth cover it, and the killing has been done. It's useless to regret it." Jian Wushuang smiled, but it was still a breeze.
He never regretted killing people.
And killing one person is killing, and killing ten thousand people is also killing. For him, the only difference is whether the other party should kill or not.
This time, he had been merciful at the beginning, but those geniuses of the sect wanted to die by themselves. Jianwushuang only had the chance to succeed.
The blood has dyed the ground red and also publicized the sky.
There were cold headless bodies scattered everywhere. These bodies with their heads separated were actually good. Many people were directly torn apart by the sword light, and their flesh and blood swept away. They couldn't even make a group if they wanted to make a group.
The strong smell of blood filled the whole world, disgusting.
Among those who survived, even though there were some talented disciples who had seen the world, they still couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene in front of them.
In the middle of the battlefield, in the low air, jianwushuang stood there alone, the blade of Xuefeng sword pointed to the ground, and the blood on the sword slowly dripping downward.
At this moment, he was like a god of murder.
In such a short time, his figure disappeared seven times and appeared seven times, but it was these seven times that he killed at least 70 or 80 talented disciples.
But you know, there are only hundreds of geniuses around him.
At this moment, most of them were directly slaughtered, and only thirty or forty geniuses escaped by luck.
"He is simply a demon." Someone shouted in horror.
The word devil also appears in everyone's mind.
Some people are frightened, some are shocked, and some are devastated.
"Junior brother!"
"Senior sister!"
Some shrill roars rang out one after another, making the whole battlefield look extremely desolate.
"Sword unparalleled, how dare you kill my xueyang sect disciple? Wait, I will never let you go." A second-class demon disciple of xueyang sect pointed to the sword and screamed bitterly. His voice was trembling.
There is no way. Xueyang sect is also a large group. There are also eight disciples entering the saint's tomb, including two first-class demons,
But in the short-term slaughter of jianwushuang, only two of the eight disciples of xueyang sect survived.
"Yes, our Tianying sect will also seek justice from you for the dead disciples!"
"Unparalleled sword, you wait to die!"
"Such unscrupulous killing of disciples of all sects, even if there is Narcissus Island behind you, it can't save you."
Low cries rang out one after another, and those geniuses who survived narrowly stared at jianwushuang. Because the distance was far away, they were not worried that jianwushuang would kill them, so the fear in their hearts slowly dissipated, but the overwhelming hatred and resentment rose.
Jian Wushuang slowly raised his head, looked at the expressions of these geniuses, and listened to their shouting words. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, showing a trace of disdain smile. Jian Wushuang was really disdainful.
"Genius?"
"A group of such goods are also called geniuses? Ridiculous!"
Jian Wushuang took back the blood peak sword, but he didn't bother to look at these so-called talented disciples again, but turned around and walked towards Zhuo Bing and others.
As for those disciples, although they were all shouting for revenge for jianwushuang, no one dared to move around or even take a step forward.
Because once you come forward, you may immediately die under the unparalleled sword.
They ignored him when they saw Jian Wushuang, and the shouting was naturally more powerful. Of course, they also reported what happened here to the elders and strong of their respective sects at the first time.
"Little brother."
"Matchless younger martial brother."
Zhuo Bing, Ling Dan, Zhong Yi and Su Tong, as well as the disciples of Narcissus island and ancient star hall, all came to jianwushuang. They looked at jianwushuang with deep awe, even fear.
The killing of Jian Wushuang just scared not only those talented disciples who surrounded him, but also them.
Even though Zhuo Bing is the unparalleled sister of Jian, there is also a trace of fear in her eyes at the moment.
She and Jian Wushuang met in the tomb of the saint. After contact these days, Jian Wushuang was gentle, easy to talk and seemed to have a good temper.
I don't know if it's her. Almost all the disciples of Narcissus Island think so.
But who ever thought that the sword was so terrible when it killed.
It's simply a demon, a peerless murderer!
Most importantly, he has tremendous strength to rely on.
"Brother, are you ok?" Zhuo Bing asked cautiously.
"It's all right. It's just a little trouble." Jian Wushuang smiled. In front of the geniuses who surrounded him, he was a murderous God and a peerless demon. But in front of Zhuo Bing and his relatives and friends, Jian Wushuang still seemed so gentle and modest.
"Little trouble?" Zhuo Bing laughed bitterly.
"Brother Wushuang, what you're causing is not a little trouble. It's a big disaster." Zhong Yi exclaimed, "you killed a full 70 or 80 people at once. These people are all talented disciples from various sects. I have just looked carefully. The disciples you killed are from nearly 20 sects. Although most of them are of average strength, there are still several large sects."
"Most importantly, you killed Pang Tao!"
Zhuo Bing, Ling Dan and Su Tong all looked gloomy.
Yes, Pang Tao!
That's the most important thing.
Pang Tao is not only one of the twelve little kings, but also one of the most outstanding gifted disciples of the great compassion sect. His master is the supreme elder of the great compassion sect and the Brahma Sword Fairy recognized as the first sword cultivator in the Wusha wasteland!
Such a disciple died in the hands of Jian Wushuang. What can the great compassion sect do as nothing happened?
How is that possible?
"Although this is the tomb of saints, and it's still for the competition of seats and talismans to fight each other, and it's not the other party's fault to be killed. But you've made too much noise this time. Even Narcissus island may not be able to withstand the anger of so many sects, including the great compassion sect." Zhong Yi continued.
"Moreover, even if my Narcissus Island waist is strong enough to bear it, the great compassion sect and those sects must be unwilling at the bottom of their hearts. They will certainly be desperate to deal with you. If they can't deal with it on the surface, they will secretly use means. In short, unparalleled junior brother, your next son, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
"Elder martial brother Zhong Yi is right. Those sects are dignified one by one. They will definitely not give up." Su Tong also said.
"Maybe, but don't worry too much. Soldiers will block it, water and earth cover it, and the killing has been done. It's useless to regret it." Jian Wushuang smiled, but it was still a breeze.
He never regretted killing people.
And killing one person is killing, and killing ten thousand people is also killing. For him, the only difference is whether the other party should kill or not.
This time, he had been merciful at the beginning, but those geniuses of the sect wanted to die by themselves. Jianwushuang only had the chance to succeed.
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