Chapter 37 Heaven and Earth are ferocious!

The banging sound exploded in the protective shield of the martial iron, which made him stagger. You should know that this jade tree flower is the strongest spell that can be practiced among the disciples of the Xianxia School. The power has reached the height of five levels in many great powers, and it is five people working together. Naturally, the power cannot be peeping. A fairy tree, thousands of Sword flowers, killing people, killing people!

Wu Tie shouted loudly and took a mouthful of blood. At this moment, he had recovered his contempt. He immediately read the sword formula, and the magic sword repeatedly led him. He shouted, "The sand and dust, the loess is squeaking, the river is turbed, and the water is passing away, and the mud flows, cover!"

The big hand of the original heaven-shake earth cracking suddenly disappeared. In an instant, a three-foot-wide water rose from the ground and rushed to a huge piece of sandstone. Somehow, the sand and the groundwater unexpectedly mixed, and in an instant it turned into a mudslide, covering the five people of Ru Yushi!

The mudslide integrates floor tiles, stones, human corpses, broken limbs, etc. In the past, it is very popular with Ru Yushi and others. You should know that these corpses also have her apprentices. Even if they hit the ground in vain, the degree of destruction is low, and the physical and mental damage to them is not ordinary. However, the mudslide But it did not stop, rising from the five corners, watering like pouring water, smashing the protective cover of several people. Once and again, the originally intact bodies turned into meat sauce, and the mixed mud and stones were dyed red. Ru Yushi and other five people spit out blood and sprayed fire in their eyes, but they could not stand still.

This is Wanjun Nishi, the secretary of his Chenyuan faction. He can not only condense the other party's actions, but also attack the other party on a small scale, causing great stagnation. It is a five-level trap spell of power and the highest secret skill of Chenyuan Mountain. This great magic power scares his disciples very much. After all, when he saw his master using this There are very few stunts, and it is extremely difficult to see them at the critical moment.

As soon as this magic power came out, the formation of Ru Yushi was broken, and even the protective cover was no longer left. Several people spit blood and led their necks to be killed.

"Despicable! Wu Tie! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" As soon as the sword array was broken, Ru Yushi raised the protective cover and shook the rest of the stone and soil. A man held the first-class fairy sword and rushed to the other party in tears. She was already in despair and no longer had any wings. This sword took her determination and kept stabbing the other party's chest for a moment!

"Master! Don't!" Lin Ruyue didn't know that his master was looking for death in this blow. They shouted and rushed with him, and they had completely forgotten their lives.

"Hahaha! Wait to die! Bad bitch! It's a pity that I can't keep you! Otherwise, it's good to be someone's concubine!" Wu Tie was cut to spit blood by the jade tree fairy flower just now, and lost the boss's face in front of his disciples. At this moment, he didn't care about the dignity of his head. The topaz broken steel in his hand was like a demon. One sword and one sword were cut on the protective cover of the five people. It can't be said that he is magical, even an ordinary chopping. It can shatter the protective cover of the five people. After all, there is no suspense at all when facing the artifacts and magic weapons!

Ru Yushi's body shield was smashed by several cuts. She was hit under the pillar of Xianxia Hall along the violent sword. She only felt a sweetness in her mouth, and a big mouth of blood vomited out, completely dyeing her beige robe into bright red.

Leaning against the column, she felt so uncomfortable...

She used to love cleanliness...

I'm also most afraid that such a naughty monkey like Feichen will touch himself without even wiping his hands...

At this time, she put her left hand on her abdomen and vomited blood. She couldn't help frowning. She muttered like a dream, "Little... Monkey... The master is dying, you know... The master doesn't know where you are, but... But I want to... The master is going to see you soon... Ha ha, you monkey... It's about it. Today... you are still holding on to be a teacher..."

She felt that her eyes were gradually a little hazy. Looking at her four disciples gathered together and were hit by her side, and she couldn't get up again. The feeling in her heart was self-evidently uncomfortable. She held Lin Ruyue and Chang Ruiting's hands tightly. Her tears couldn't help falling down. As the head, she was not in front of the disciples. I cried, but at this moment, for the first time, she made her cry. She seemed to know that she was going to die. She didn't cry because of unbearable pain, or physical and mental fatigue, but because her disciples died, and cried for her beloved disciple... She missed Feichen, Yun Feichen so much, which had to be said to be an evil fate, or love...

"Master... Whoo..." Lin Ruyue grabbed Ru Yushi's hand, and she couldn't stand tears any longer. She was the strongest on the surface, but her heart was still worse than Chang Ruiting. It's just that she didn't say anything, why she didn't say anything, and she didn't say anything... She would never tell others what she thought, how sad she was, even if she lost it. At that moment of Yun Feichen... But now, for a moment of life and death, she cried and cried sadly. Even her master had a nervous breakdown. How could she get better?

Chang Ruiting was stunned. She held Ru Yushi and looked at her in a daze. Looking at this strong and cheerful senior sister, she couldn't speak. She didn't realize the current situation. She only felt that even she was at a loss. Was she holding her master? Or her dreamy little brother holding his master...

"Master... Master... It's Ruiting holding you... The little brother is no longer here... What's wrong with you, master... Whoo... Look, it's Ruiting holding you..." She cried continuously, holding her hands tightly... But she didn't seem to wake up Ru Yushi, and even she began to cry and hugged tightly... She only Just think about dying together. At the moment when the little brother didn't come back, she knew how much she was thinking and how much she couldn't let go...

Xi Manxiang held Fang Zhizi, who was no longer alive or dead. She looked up at the sad rain in the sky and listened to the conversation between her master and her sister. Her eyes were blank, and her heart was broken, like her sword, broken into countless pieces...

Oh... The sect is gone, it has been slaughtered, and the disciples are dead... I don't know what's going on. Why is it so cold to hold her in my arms, like cold rain...

"Hahaha! I didn't expect you bitches to cry if you couldn't beat them! Okay, okay, how stubborn I was just now. When I kill you, let you continue to cry in hell!" Undoubtedly, hatred can always paralyze people's hearts, just like being slapped by the weak. What else can I think of in addition to being back? Wu Tie held the cold artifact topaz broken steel and stepped over step by step, as sincere as his heart, as cold as frost. Killing them, he is a decent person of a famous family!! You are a real person!!

However, a break woke everyone up! It also shattered his dream!

"Who! Who dares to kill my master!!!"

Amputation, countless amputations, flew in the air, blood, ugly and dirty blood, turned into a Taoist blood fog to soak the rain and dye the sky red... It's a demon, a heartbroken demon, an angry and bloody demon!

It's the immortal, the immortal in the world!

Be angry, be angry for tens of millions of miles!

This broken shout woke everyone up, but I had a nightmare. A violent atmosphere of hundreds of feet almost enveloped Xianxia Peak. The world was ferocious, and everything was a ruminant dog!!

Defeat! Defeat! Keep defeating! Killing! Killing! Keep killing!

Yun Feichen's face was ferocious. He saw his beloved master fall, his beloved sister being bullied, every familiar face fell to the ground, and his limbs fell to the ground...

He is angry. He wants to kill. He doesn't care who the other party is. They kill their seniors and sisters. They want to kill their beloved masters and sisters. They also want to destroy the only place where they feel warm, and also destroy and burn his home. He wants revenge, no matter who the person in front of him is, kill! Only by killing can he regain his senses, only by killing! Only then can you change back to that clear face!

The air is distorted, the space is broken, and the surrounding aura is almost suffocating, and wherever the immortal sword goes, no one can stop it!

"No... don't be afraid! Kill! He... He is just an ordinary brother with the fourth-order cultivation of immortals..." The man is obviously a person who is good at commanding and observing, but he is a talkative person.

When the sword went down, his head was cut horizontally, from the root of his ear to the corner of his mouth, two pieces of one sword! His brain also spewed out, splashing the young man's face. He didn't know that he had reached the fourth level of the immortals, or perhaps the fifth level of the immortals. However, with just one sword, he knelt down and knelt at the feet of the devil. His fairy sword stabbed the other party, but it was bluntly bounced out. He couldn't even stab the fairy weapon. How to kill him? Question mark

He didn't even read out the spell of the shield. He let the other party cut and stab him, as if he wanted to repent, as if he wanted to bear it. He confiscated a little injury, so he was uneasy. He didn't know how to face the master. It was his fault. He was wrong. He shouldn't leave Xianxia Gate. Even if he died, he would die with the master. Together.

"Sacrifice to take off the sword! Use spells together! Hurry up!" Holding the topaz broken steel, Wu Tie trembled. He fought hundreds of times in his life, but he had never had this feeling. The fierceness, the extremely fierceness was emitted in the immortal sword in the young man's hand. From the young man's heart, he thought that he was strong, but a sword killed the fifth-order cultivation of the immortals. Even he did not Yes.

Looking at the other party's sacrificial flying sword and watching the other party's formation of mutual subsidies, Feichen smiled, just like a tiger saw a pig and a man saw a woman. He felt that his sword had never been so fast, so fierce, and had never killed so simply. When the sword went down, his brain also flew out, limbs, broken sword, touched And it's broken.

Thirty-seven, he is like a god who climbs up to the bottom of hell, slaughtering the people who originally slaughtered his own people...