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Chapter 108: Blood Sword Sutra

[ps: I'll go, Xin Xiaoao thought it was Gao Wu, but now he knows it was Shushan! Look, they are flying!]

Wang Dong's eyes swept over and swam across the venue.

The scene was dead silent and silent. Whether it was the martial arts people in the Central Plains or the masters from the Western Regions, they were all shocked!

It’s nothing to kill someone. To be honest, almost all of the people present had killed people and stained with blood, including many thieves who killed people and countless evil strongmen who stained with blood!

kill?

It's just a small matter, for them, that's the matter of moving their fingers, and it's guaranteed that there will be no negative emotions.

Killing cannot intimidate such people.

What really made this group of people feel frightened was Wang Dong's speed of killing, which can only be described in one word.

quick!

Too fast!

There are many experienced players in the scene, and black and white rolling for more than ten years. However, even so, I have never seen such a sharp and quick way of killing in my life. In the blink of an eye, the sword light lit up, and seven or eight martial artists with great skills have been killed at the same time. The sword technique that is almost at such a state is enough to be shocking just to think about it. After seeing it on the spot, everyone present was even more shocked.

The whole audience instantly stagnated, as if they were frozen, and the atmosphere solidified to the extreme.

"drive!"

Wang Dong rode away.

There were sounds of fighting and fighting everywhere in the snow and ice. There were about four or five hundred people in the Central Plains martial arts world. Although the number of people in the Western Regions was smaller, these people were accustomed to the ice and snow climate and had rich experience in fighting on the snow. For a moment, the two sides started a tug-of-war and could not stand stalemate.

On the snowy mountain, halfway up the mountain, Nan Siqi and the Blood Sword Ancestor and others were also in a difficult situation to distinguish, and the swords came and went, which was extremely dangerous.

Huh, Huh! Wang Dong sat down and gasped, and his front hooves suddenly knelt on the ground. Wang Dong flew to the ground for a moment, rushed out of the snow, and rushed to the battlefields where he was fighting. All warriors who met similar to the Blood Sword Sect were killed with one knife, and then searched. After a while, seventeen masters of the Blood Sword Sect had been buried in his hands. Although the Blood Sword Sect had not yet been searched, Wang Dong had found some clues.

Now he chose a direction, flew three or four feet in one step, and rushed over. With Wang Dong's current light skills, he could skip about fifteen or sixteen meters in the best condition. He gave a lot of discounts on the snow, which affected his performance.

Even so, after a while, he had already flew to the side of Xuewu Mountain, gathering his skills and a yin laughter came over.

In a secluded snow cave.

"Yin Monk, get out of here, get out of here..." Shui Sheng looked anxious and looked frightened, staring at the monk Yizang opposite him incoherently shouted.

"Hehe! Little lady, since you have said that Grandpa Buddha is a monk, if Grandpa Buddha doesn't show you, it would be a disadvantage!" Baoxiang smiled with a yin face, stared at Shui Sheng with eyes fixed on her face, and shouted outside the cave: "Junior Brother Yongzhi, you must guard the entrance of the cave and don't let someone disturb my beautiful things!"

"I understand, hurry up." Outside the cave, a brave and wise voice came.

Baoxiang's eyes turned back to Shui Sheng, Yin smiled and said, "Beauty, you made Grandpa Buddha want to die. The damn Central Plains people have been chasing me for so long. Now let Grandpa Buddha come and have fun..."

As he said that, Baoxiang reached out and grabbed it, and the collar of Shui Sheng's chest was immediately broken. The light suddenly blew, but the skin was as snow as it was exposed, revealing the pink underwear she was wearing inside. Baoxiang laughed strangely, his eyes were spitting fire, and his expression was extremely excited.

"Help, help!" Shui Sheng shouted heart-wrenchingly...

"Gaga, little beauty, you can scream, just scream! It's useless. Even if you scream, no one will come--!"

Before he finished speaking, a muffled groan outside the cave. Baoxiang immediately realized and looked shaking, "Junior Brother Yongzhi, what happened?" While speaking, he went to grab the hidden knife on the side. As soon as he took the knife in his hand, his face suddenly changed drastically.

The sound of "swish" is like the cry of autumn cicadas, flashing away.

But Baoxiang has been practicing swords for more than 40 years, how could he not know that the sound of the blade breaking through the air? He was shocked. He knew that someone had touched the hole unknowingly. His footsteps suddenly moved, and he moved three feet away in an instant. Almost at the same time, he slashed his backhand and slashed behind him.

But in half the sword, his arms suddenly hurt, and an unspeakable pain surged. He sniffed, as if a piece of cloth was cracked, and Baoxiang's right hand holding the knife was cut off.

The sword flashed, and the throat of the treasure elephant was cut, and then it interrupted the scream that had already surged into his throat.

Shui Sheng opened his eyes wide and looked over in panic. He saw that the visitor was a young man!

Wang Dong glanced at Shui Sheng, without saying a word, walked straight to Baoxiang, and cracked his red monk's robe with a knife. Shui Sheng was pulling his scattered clothes in a panic, covering the light on his chest!

The panic subsided, and suddenly she felt ashamed and her face turned red like a fire.

Hurry!

An old booklet fell from Baoxiang's chest. Wang Dong raised it with a knife and took it into his hand. He flipped it a little, and his face moved slightly: "It's indeed the Blood Sword Sutra!"

However, now is not the time to explore in depth. Putting the Blood Sword Sutra away, Wang Dong's eyes fell on Shui Sheng.

Shui Sheng said, "You, don't look at me..."

Wang Dong didn't say nonsense, took off his coat and threw it over. Shui Sheng took it immediately and looked at Wang Dong for a few seconds, as if he was hesitant. She had never worn the man's clothes before, but in the end she was still wearing them in a hurry.

Shui Sheng's face was hot and she wanted to say "thank you", but she had never had such experience since she was a child. In addition, she was shocked and scared these days and suffered all the hardships. It was unprecedented. A word stuck in her throat and couldn't say it.

Sudden--

The snow cave shook violently.

Wang Dong's expression changed, and he grabbed Shui Sheng and ran out of the cave as quickly as possible. Shui Sheng was so scared that he was so scared that he thought it was the one who had escaped from the tiger's mouth and had a wolf's nest again. The other party also wanted to be careless to him! In a hurry, he punched him.

The punch hit the other party's chest. Shui Sheng suddenly felt his fist trembling, which made his arm hurt, but the other party seemed to be unaware of it. But Shui Sheng soon realized that he was misunderstanding!

With a loud bang, a large area of ​​white snow rolled down from the peak on the west side of the mountain road.

At the beginning, the speed was still slow, but only a moment later there was a faint thunder in the sound, and then it turned into a deafening sound, with a rumbling sound, a large amount of snow wrapped around the torrent of rocks, like a storm, rolling down from the top of the mountain like a mountain collapse, and its momentum was like a mountain collapse, and its momentum was astonishing as the earth was cracked, with a huge thunder, and its momentum was extremely amazing.

Shui Sheng's face turned pale in an instant.

She only felt the sound of the wind, the cold wind slashed across her cheeks, and she was like a flying cloud and fog, galloping towards the foot of the snow-capped mountain at an astonishing speed, racing against the rolling snow-capped torrent.

"Big avalanche!"

Wang Dong's face was unprecedentedly solemn. The violent landslides behind him, and the large amount of snow wrapped in it. The mudslides gave him extremely huge pressure! Even though it was still a distance away, the pressure was already like a sharp sword hanging on his head. It gave people a strong sense of pressure!...

The power of heaven and earth is simply beyond human power.

The power revealed by nature at this moment made any arrogant martial arts master in the Central Plains and Western Regions shocked and scattered.

This kind of power is completely above any warrior. When the snow tide arrives, it burys everything and flattens everything. No force can stop it. Wang Dong could not have any resistance at all. He grabbed Shui Sheng and ran wildly, but his speed was slowed down by two or three points. He simply clamped Shui Sheng like noodles, and tried his best to activate the exquisite body movement of moving across the sky.

It was like a phantom flashing by. Wang Dong finally rushed down the snow-capped mountain before the avalanche, whizzing! His body movements kept flashing, rushing into the dense forest, and ran forward hundreds of meters before stopping.

Putting down Shui Sheng, Wang Dong turned around and looked behind him. Wherever he saw was a disaster scene that looked like a Hollywood blockbuster. The surging snow tide directly swallowed the martial arts people who could not dodge. After that, he was magnificent and advanced forward without any obstacles, continuing to swallow up another group of martial arts people who were not running fast enough.

With a loud trembling sound, the snow flow destroyed nearly a hundred meters of dense forest. After a long time, it stopped.

The scene was scattered, and the sound of oh-oh came from all directions. Many people in the martial arts world either had their legs broken or their arms broken, and a large number of them were buried under the snow layer of houhou.

"Save people!" Shui Sheng seemed to have a slap in his body. He came to his senses. In a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Dong walking aside like nothing happened and took out a booklet from his arms. Shui Sheng recognized it, which was the booklet found from the monk!

Shui Sheng said, "Don't you go and save people?"

"Where I can see, there are dead people everywhere. I have to be grateful if I didn't kill people myself, and I still have to save people?" Wang Dong said sneeringly.

Shui Sheng's face stopped and he was a little angry, but when he thought that the other party was his savior, he held it back. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Dad, dad... cousin... cousin..."
Chapter completed!
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