Xia Ji's spiritual consciousness was released.

He could feel the teams rushing towards him, and these bandits were like crazy beasts, and the signal flares were bloody. When they smelled the blood, they rushed towards him, as if they would not be able to get a piece of meat that belonged to them if they ran slowly.

Brush!

Two slight sounds came from both sides of Xia Ji.

Nian Hongzhuang's expression moved, and she recognized that this was her top assassin of the Red Eyebrow Army. The two of them had a joint attack technique that could form a strange pulling force that could tear apart the true energy. Such two people might not be able to deal with the Sword Emperor, but they could increase his consumption.

So, she spoke out: "These people were my subordinates, I am familiar with them, I will come."

As she said, she patted the magic piano and turned to the front. She was about to take action when she suddenly saw the boy in front of her disappeared.

Then she saw a afterimage, first going to the left and then to the right.

When the boy settled down again, the boy had already stood back to his original position, and the assassins on both sides had already appeared. Then he knelt down, covered his neck, and struggled in disbelief until he fell to the ground. Two lines of blood flowed out of his neck, and accumulated into two small red blood pots.

——So fast!

"Sword Emperor, since you have decided to stay here, don't spend too much effort on these small characters."

The boy in blood turned his head and smiled at her, thanking her kindness, but then he turned a blind eye to it and walked forward along the broken official road into the city like a walk after dinner.

There were already dense footsteps in the distance, just like a group of wolves discovering a lonely prey.

However, the prey was very calm. He had gradually gone far away and took the initiative to welcome the wolves.

Nian Hongzhuang clenched her fists and finally couldn't help but say "Crazy!"

Then she sat at the city gate, as a supporter. After all, she is now half a legend. Although she is not as good as those monsters, she is also the best in the world.

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, the sound of the fight went further and further and smaller.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the wind:

"Long time no see you," said the boss."

A red eyebrows man with a red face and a cold smile came from the back of the forest beside the road. He dragged a long knife and walked out like this. His pupils were still flashing with a red light of evil spirits, and he was obviously a person who was blessed by the murderous robbery.

Nian Hongzhuang recognized this man. He was once the number one general of his Red Eyebrow Army - Fan Shanchong.

The man with red eyebrows was once a sworn brother who opposed Wang Nian Wuye. At first, there were only dozens of subordinates, but after a few years, they grew to hundreds of thousands of people, becoming a confidant of the Great Zhou at that time. Unfortunately, neither he nor Nian Wuye had any foundation consciousness and wandered around. Later, he was defeated directly by Wen Fenglei, but he escaped by chance. He made an appointment with Nian Wuye to revolt, but this was inexplicably destroyed by Xia Ji at that time.

Although Nian Hongzhuang became the leader of the Red Eyebrow Army, she was just not familiar with military strategies and tactics, so most of the matters in the army were handled by the second leader Fan Shanchong. It was precisely because of this reason that after the two broke up, most of the people in the army stood on Fan Shanchong's side.

"Fan Shanchong, you were originally a mountain citizen. Just like Wuye, if you want to overthrow the Great Zhou, I have no objection, but if you want to help the evil, make accomplices of the tiger, and help foreigners massacre the people of the Great Zhou, I will never agree."

Fan Shanchong licked his lips, "The boss is really confused. Let's do this. If the boss is willing to be my wife, then the grudges between you and me in the past will be eliminated. If you don't want to, then I will kill you, it's the same anyway."

"Shameless."

"It seems that the boss really doesn't understand anything. Even if we don't kill these people, Quanrong will kill them. That's better than killing us. It's better to give them more evil spirits than to give them to foreigners."

"Fan Shanchong, why are you so shameless?!"

"I'm shameless? Oh... the boss doesn't understand how powerful evil spirits are. It's not your fault. Look at the years, I haven't killed anyone in vain. Look at these blood and blood qi... hahaha."

Twisted into the perverted laughter, Fan Shanchong took two steps forward. Suddenly his figure flashed, and he didn't even say anything. He threw a sword light out of his hand, as if it was as bright as snow.

In this situation, Nian Hongzhuang could not use the magic piano and the long sword to walk lightly and block the past.

When the two met, she felt a little numb.

With the rebound force of one blow, the two fell separately.

Nian Hongzhuang: "You have actually broken through the extraordinary realm? At that time, you only had three swords passed on by Tianjian Sect, but you were not talented and practiced wrongly. Even if you became a top master in the world..."

Fan Shanchong smiled and said, "This is the wonderful use of the blood evil spirit. The more people I kill, the stronger it will be. Even the shackles that cannot be broken through can be broken through. How about it, the boss, I know Nian Wuye has long wanted to hug you and spend his dreams together, but if he dies, then I will do it."

He knocked on the face of the woman in front of him and swallowed: "If you want me to call you aunt, you can call me no matter how you dream of me.

Can these blood evil spirits make you go further and even reach myths? Are you not moved? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but in order to become stronger, you can choose..."

Nian Hongzhuang suddenly turned her expression and hooked her finger charmingly: "I seem to be moved by my heart, come and take me away."

Fan Shanchong was stunned, and then he was ecstatic, his eyes turned redder a little longer. He panted and ran towards the beautiful girl.

Just as I got closer, Nian Hongzhuang suddenly stepped forward with her hand behind her. She swung her hand and instilled her true energy. The sword she was holding seemed to be a snake's head and stabbed directly into Fan Shanchong's heart.

In the sweet voice, Nian Hongzhuang stepped on the ground, and her true energy moved as she wanted and blasted out from the bottom of her feet, making the sword three points faster.

Chi.

The long sword penetrated directly through the man.

Immediately, Nian Hongzhuang let go, Chiyang in her left hand, Xuanbing in her right hand, and slapped forward with her hands.

She practiced the mysterious method [The Story of Eternal Life], and the true energy flowed continuously. If others were to switch to the power so quickly.

Fan Shanchong was slapped directly by two palms, but the man was still in the air, but he had reached out to grab the knife and threw it out suddenly.

Nian Hongzhuang was about to take advantage of the victory, but when she looked up, she saw an incredible scene:

Fan Shanchong's wound had not bleed. Blood on both sides quickly generated like needles. He pulled and healed. When he fell from mid-air, he was intact, but he looked at her with a cold face.

Then, he clapped his hands suddenly, and the dense footsteps came from the forest, and the black red-eyed thief walked out.

Fan Shanchong raised his hand, and a blood-colored military soul giant floated behind him. The giant held a knife and looked at the Nian Red Brick ferociously.

Nian Hongzhuang was stunned for a moment, turned around and ran away.

...

...

Xia Ji wandered in the Kouchao, and people passed by like a stream, with their faces not really blurred, and they chose people like wild beasts to eat them.

The 30,000-year-old true qi in his body, which had reached its limit, became a vast and boundless qi, and the meridians were like rivers entering the sea. As he sucked and exhaled his breath, the true qi was rising and falling, violently pouring into every corner of his body and output.

Looking down from a high altitude, the Red-Browed Bandit bandits were like stormy waves after another, trying to subdue him.

It's a pity...

These big waves will calm down before they reach him.

When a person dies, he will not move, and he will naturally become quiet.

He made a move casually, but no more moves.

Each attack carries a magnificent true energy, like the great power of nature, destroying withered and destroyed.

His moves are no longer confined to the sword movement.

The fingers are bending, and the sword is slashed out. The sword is slashed out with ten fingers. The five elements wind is taken, and the wind is held in front of you. It blows out in one breath. It is a sword tornado, which only sweeps one line and cuts out a line.

A single number of people means nothing to him.

At this time, what he needs to be wary of is the military soul giant of hundreds of meters.

——One person cannot defeat a single army.

Such an iron rule has disappeared before him.

His sword had already broken, and he took a few broken hands.

Where can any divine weapon in this world bear his power?

Even if the previous Demon-Stalking Sword was there, he could only wave it twice at most, and it would probably be completely shattered from the inside out.

At this time, with Xia Ji's killing, more and more blood evil energy gathered, just like a pit collapsed in a lake riverbed, forming a blood-colored vortex that covered several miles and dozens of miles. It was constantly making up for his consumption, and fighting to support his war, killing could become stronger. This is the special blessing of the killing disaster.

Although these bandits also have evil spirits, they are extremely powerful than ordinary soldiers, and their wounds will heal themselves very quickly. However, if they are killed by Xia Ji, they will be really dead.

because...

They are just contaminated with evil spirits.

Xia Ji is half the master of killing disaster.

And in such constant killings, the sound of killing as if it was substantial was sounding in his ears, singing:

Kill it.

Kill it.

Kill...

Hehehehehehehehe.

Kill, kill, kill!!

Feeling strong? They are all dominated by you.

Kill, come and kill, come and have fun.

If it were someone else, even if the true energy reached the limit of 30,000 years, he would be very likely to lose himself in such a hypnotic whisper. However, Xia Ji himself had survived the catastrophe of killing, and Zeng Xiaoyao realized the Tao and showed the posture of a saint who preached the world. Although this catastrophe of killing became stronger and stronger, it was not enough to move him.

If the destiny belongs to the general trend.

Then the killing disaster is the dark side of this trend.

But nothing was enough to shake his spirit.

Xia Ji was soberly immersed in the killing disaster. With the massacre, every thought of his mind began to produce hundreds of insights, as if he received the rewards he received in cooperation with the killing disaster.
To be continued...