Chapter 43 Sacrifice

Chapter 43 Sacrifice (Third Update)

The big men took the horrible long knives and quickly surrounded Zhou Yisheng.

The black helmet knight originally wanted to kill the horse and play a show of prestige, but he was blocked by the big man and had no choice but to shoot outside immediately. Looking at the black helmet knight lying on the ground, his heart was furious and he planned to drive his horse into the wall. The little white tiger king roared out, and the momentum of the king of beasts was unparalleled and powerful. Suddenly, the horse was shocked and confused, and some timid people wanted to escape quickly.

Everyone looked sideways and didn't expect that the little white tiger king's momentum was so powerful. Looking at it, his eyes were a little hot. If such a mount was taken away, how majestic it would be.

"You bully people too much. Do you really think I dare not kill people?" Zhou Yisheng collected his knife and stood horizontally, and his face seemed to be stained with a layer of frost.

"Hmm! Dare to oppose the imperial court, copy your nine clans, and destroy your whole family. Surround him." The big man pointed his hand, and countless big knives stood horizontally, interweaving a knife wall, blocking Zhou Yisheng and the white tiger in it. The cold light stood and swaving knives!

The black helmet knights jumped off the horse and dragged their leader out. One of them took off the mask, but she was a delicate woman with Danfeng eyes, willow eyebrows, and her lips were very thin and tightly squeezed. Although her face looked beautiful, she always felt that her face was mean.

The gun rod in the woman's hand was a little slender, carved phoenix, with red scarlet. She shook the long gun in her hand, pointed to Zhou Yisheng with a gun in one hand, and scolded: "Dog thief! At this point, the imperial army has not knelt down and captured it, so as not to implicate the whole family and kill your nine clans. He is as angry and arrogant as a peacock.

"Hmm! Chen Ying, the general has fainted. It's not for you to talk about it. It's not your turn to be a strong man on the yellow list to give orders. You can't help but pay too much attention to this general. The big man had no knife in his hand and his momentum was unabated. He angrily scolded the cavalry, which just hit their arrogance.

The woman looked at Zhou Yisheng and the big man with hatred, and cursed in a low voice: "Liu Yidao, you lowly slave, Brother Ma Yi will teach you a lesson when he wakes up."

Sure enough, the gun rider fainted because his leader was beaten, and the expression on his face was not good. Some people looked at Zhou Yisheng angrily, a little resentful, and couldn't wait to skin and bones the person who humiliated them.

Zhou Yisheng was not excited by their infighting, but a little solemn. After all, he is only the strength at the top of the mysterious list. If he is still stuck in the shadow of the virtual world, the chance of winning is only five or five. What makes him feel more troublesome is that these are all people of big sects. If you kill people, you will get into trouble. Zhou is a huge thing. Although Zhou Yisheng is not afraid of death, he has a lot of things to consider.

Silently, Zhou Yisheng is thinking about how to solve these two difficulties.

There was a sleeping golden monkey lying on the back of the little white tiger king. His fat and fluffy body shrank into a ball. This murderous scene did not affect it. His saliva flowed, as if he dreamed of something delicious, and his mouth swallowed saliva. The little white tiger king now dares not be distracted to check his fur stained by saliva. He tightens his body and is ready to go out of the siege with Zhou Yisheng.

"What crime have I committed? How dare you take me? Don't bully others too much." Zhou Yisheng thought that if he had always taken these feelings as a burden, his cultivation would not be a breakthrough. Maybe the burden would be heavier and eventually overwhelm him, so he was not thinking about it. He made up his mind that anyone who offends me would be killed.

The big man has been thinking about it for a long time. He knows almost all the young heroes in the world, but he has never seen Zhou Yisheng. He has such skills, but he is unknown in the world, which proves that he has no power behind him. If it angers them, there is only repression.

The big man hid his bleeding hand behind his back. He looked as if he had despised Zhou Yisheng and said coldly, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. You didn't commit any crimes. Unfortunately, you angered us, angered 3,000 sects, and angered us representing the imperial court. Who said that there is no power behind you!" After saying that, he laughed happily, as if he had exhausted his chest tightness.

"Wow haha! Wow haha! Hahaha!" A lot of laughter sounded, which is power, which can trample on the dignity of others at will.

"Brother Liu is right. If your father's surname is Li, we may still be afraid, but it's a pity that your father's surname is not Li! Hahaha! Hahaha!" A disciple of Daozong walked to Zhou Yisheng with a knife, and the tip of the knife almost pointed to his nose.

"After that, you go to your father surnamed Li!" Zhou Yisheng gently exhaled and cut his knife. For a moment, his big head flew out with angrily open. He didn't seem to believe that this seemingly powerless scholar would die and endure the court. In his impression, they have always bullied others in the name of the court. No one dared to be so presumptuous and can't figure it out. , I can't close my eyes!

Not moving like a mountain, moving like a mountain, the knife is fierce. As soon as the knife came out, Zhou Yisheng showed no mercy, and the blade roared like a hammer hitting the knife wall.

These people were deceived by Zhou Yisheng. How could anyone dare to be so presumptuous and report the threat of the imperial court? They were indifferent and dared to kill people.

A big man who broke the way with a knife, Zhou Yisheng stepped forward and swept. Under the cold forest, white light flew, blood splashed everywhere, and a large area of red.

Murder is wild, Zhou Yisheng's messy hair flies with the light of the knife, and his eyes are cold, like a god of killing.

"Kill!" The big man exhaled, grabbed a big knife, and issued an order to issue a knife. The disciples of Daozong hardly thought about it. At the same time, they waved their knives and cut down to Zhou Yisheng.

"Kill you like a dog!" Zhou Yisheng was so proud. On the day he became an immortal, the whole 500,000 souls of Chuyun City dissipated with him. At this time, with the blood of the sect, he sacrificed again, and instantly opened the killing thoughts hidden in his body. There seemed to be a substantial murderous spirit rushed to the sky. Countless ghosts were shouting injustice, and a strong murderous spirit came to his face. Killing people without mercy, and there is no emotional fluctuation.

The big man looked at Zhou Yisheng, who looked like a god of murder, and was a little scared. This is the murderous spirit, which invisibly affects people's hearts and has no resistance. But he was also the master of countless murderers. He inhaled secretly and squeezed the big knife hard. His own knife was still easy to use! Born with divine power, he only practiced one knife and broke countless times, but the knife was much lighter and could not exert his original strength.

The unparalleled knife split out, crossed the void and condensed time. He tried his best to block Zhou Yisheng with this knife.

At this time, Zhou Yisheng had a knife in his hand, which was countless times better than Liu Yidao. He no longer dodged it and split it out with all his strength. It was completely different from Liu Yidao's knife. The air roared like a strong wind, bang! The two knives were connected, and Yanyue's big knife split straight down from the center of the ordinary long knife, which was as thin as mosquito wings, and continued to cut at Liu Yidao.

An ordinary knife was divided into two pieces and continued to cut Zhou Yisheng along the original track. At the same time, a knife net fell behind him, and the wind roared strangely.

The knife net pressed on his back was like a light on his back, but Zhou Yisheng was indifferent, and the knife resolutely split it down. Liu Yidao is a disciple of Daozong, so he will not fight with a cheap man. He takes two halves of the knife and retreats quickly. Zhou Yisheng fell down with a knife and cut it into Liu Yidao's hand. Blood burst out, and Liu Yidao screamed.

Zhou Yisheng's back clothes were messy, flesh and blood burst out, and he was cut into flesh and blood by the knife net. Although the pain came like a tide, Zhou Yisheng didn't seem to feel pain. His body stood upright and loose. He jumped on the back of the white tiger and shouted loudly; "Go!"

The white tiger roared, and the sound shook the sky. When the horses heard the sound of the tiger king, they were so scared that their four hoofs slipped and were in danger of incontinence. Zhou Yisheng waved Yanyue's knife, rushed left and right, opened a gap, and ran out.

The outer horse was roared by the white tiger, and it was in chaos under the action of instinct, but some of the knights had disared, carried guns in front of Zhou Yisheng's exit, raised their guns and stabbed them, some stabbed tigers, some stabbed people, very tacitly.

Just out of the knife net and into the forest of guns, Zhou Yisheng frowned, his thoughts in his mind, and the martial arts were unbalanced! Is it true that hundreds of enemies are the limit? The hand knot was big, and the shadow rushed out, like a piece of black cloth, blocking Zhou Yisheng. This black cloth was like mud, and countless gun tips plunged into the dark shadow, making it hard.

Zhou Yisheng split down with a knife, majestic, passing through the shadow, as fast as lightning, and cut down at the head. The head flew up, the halberd broke down, and the white tiger stepped over its head and ran quickly into the forest. The white tiger was so fast that it disappeared between several jumps.

Looking at Zhou Yisheng, who disappeared in the depths of the forest from afar, Daozong and the Iron Gun faction looked at each other, and some people's faces had twisted angrily. What a shame it was to kill their team and despise 3,000 sects! Contempt for the majesty of the court! Such a person must report to the imperial court, issue national sea arrest documents, arrest him in the whole country, make him have no place to escape, and must destroy his whole family.

This group of people restrained the bodies of their brothers, a little sad, but more angry and ashamed! But they didn't expect that at this time, 3,000 sects outside the mountain had begun to report to the court to want him. If they knew, they didn't know how ugly their face would be.