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"Go up", the dozens of guards closest to Wang Tian could no longer bear the terrifying aura emitted from him, and waved the weapon in his hand and rushed up. Wang Tian still looked directly into Xuesha's eyes, and walked forward without any disorder.

Without seeing Wang Tian make any moves, the fifty blood evil guards who had attacked him suddenly burst into a "bang" and broke into a broken limb and a broken arm, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

More than fifty masters above level 6 are the elites of the Blood Evil Group. They are all masters who are rushing to win over anywhere on Earth. Now, before they can be handed out in Wang Tian’s spiritual realm, they are all shocked into debris.

After pausing, he used all his strength to exert his mental impact, which was not very pleasant for Wang Tian. His brain suddenly felt empty. He just paused for a moment and walked firmly towards the Blood Evil.

Xuesha's face completely changed. He took off the two-meter-long wide blade and thick knife behind his back with his hands.

"The sword destroys the world", with the sound of the blood evil spirit, a black sword light instantly broke through layers of rain and fog, cutting open the space of more than 20 meters with Wang Tian, ​​and slashed in the air. The power seemed to be about to open up the world and destroy all the objects in front of him. The sharp sword was still about ten meters away from Wang Tian, ​​and the hard huge stone pavement within twenty meters of Wang Tian had been rolled up layer by layer and shattered.

All the speed, energy, essence and power of Xuesha's body were perfectly integrated into this sword. Xuesha believed that this sword that was stimulated by Wang Tian's evil evil was the strongest blow in his life, and even the five masters from a thousand years ago could fight here.

"Bang", a light sound, a golden, slender and slightly thin fist was gently blocked by a golden fist, which seemed to be still for a moment, and a loud "boom" sound. It could no longer bear the two huge forces. The ground seemed to have been buried with five hundred kilograms of strong explosives, exploded, and as the rocks flew, the huge body of the Blood Evil flew out like a shell, crashing into the remaining Blood Evil group.

Wang Tian opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the fist. A bone-stopping hole was broken by the blade, with a faint golden blood flowing. He shook his head, "If you don't have enough mental power, how can you hurt yourself?" The body-protecting true energy has been running for a week, and the injury has been healed. He raised his feet and continued to walk towards the direction where the blood evil fell to the ground.

"He is injured, let's go together."

I don’t know if it was a shout from whom, but the remaining 200 blood evil team members raised their weapons and rushed towards Wang Tian. Wang Tian did not dodge, and unfolded his body-protecting true energy, allowing various weapons to hit him. Holding a titanium knife in his hand was like returning to the training room on the underground floor of that year. His simple movements, swinging the knife, slashing, and repeating mechanically.

In the eyes of the onlookers, they only saw the weapons attacking Wang Tian bounced away, and the red sword light was like a soul-catching chain in hell. With one knife, either the head flew up or the body was split in half. In just three minutes, except for the severely injured blood evil spirit, there was no living person around Wang Tian for a hundred meters.

The protective suit on his body was cut open, which was left by two level 8 masters. Of course, the two were already lying in the pile of corpses. The blood-red liquid mixed with rain water slowly flowed out. The corpses of more than 600 people killed by Wang Tian were not complete. The broken limbs and broken arms were laid on the ground with a thick layer, and the head with wide eyes rolled down to the ground like a watermelon. It was difficult to describe the horror and weirdness here with words such as the Yellow Springs and the Eighteen Hell.

There were bursts of vomiting sounds from the crowd watching in the distance, and no one could face the hell on earth without changing his face.

Looking at the blood evil spirit with the broken bones in his body two meters below his feet, "Don't you want Hunyuan Jue? You have grabbed the third level of martial arts. Do you want it from the first to ninth level? Do you want it!!!" Wang Tian almost roared after speaking.

"Did you see, your blood evil group, it's over, your relatives, I will kill them all to accompany you. Remember, evil will be punished, it's not that you don't repay. When you don't say it, you should think of this day when you kill someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the titanium knife in his hand swung, and the blood-fighting head fell into his hand, his eyes full of reluctance were wide open.

Wang Tian stood quietly among a pile of corpses, and the blood had condensed his hair together, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

None of the tens of thousands of people watching dared to breathe loudly. Looking at the Shura battlefield, the people in Huazhou City will never forget this battle...

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Carrying the Bloody Head, Wang Tian turned around and walked into the city lord's mansion. "Brother Yan, the two brothers Zhao, the heads of the city, please come in with me." A crisp voice came from the mansion.

Mercenary Union, various chambers of commerce and several family leaders looked at each other, and their eyes were full of deep fear, but they dared not refuse to obey. Wang Tian asked them to die at this time, and they would commit suicide immediately, saving them from being different from their bodies and heads. Everyone was used to seeing bloody people, but the image of Wang Tian, ​​like a demon god, had been buried in their hearts like a brand.

A dozen people walked out, passed a road that was paved with flesh and blood for a hundred meters long, endured the disgust in their hearts, and walked into the empty city lord's mansion. Seeing Wang Tian standing in the middle of the martial arts training ground at the door of the mansion, everyone knelt down on the ground without caring about the flesh and blood on their bodies and feet: "Go to see the Lord."

"Boy, don't dare, please come up quickly. Thirteen years ago, more than 700 people in the boy's family were massacred by the Blood Evil. The blood sea was deeply revenge, and he had to avenge them. The boy was very uneasy. Brother Yan, you grew up in Huazhou City and are familiar with the situation. Please find some people to deal with them outside. Please come forward and take the lead in appeaseing the people in the city. Wang Tian will definitely be the next step to report."

Wang Tian unconsciously brought a command tone into his words, and everyone felt it was natural and answered: "I dare not be an adult, these are all things we should do, so we will deal with them now." Everyone did not want to stay in this place where blood is soaring, and they took a break and snatched out.

"Wait for two brothers of the Zhao family." Wang Tian shouted after Yan Ping and others withdrew: "Please ask the two brothers to take me to the dungeon."

Looking at the fair and harmless face, who would have imagined that this was a Hell Shura who had just killed more than 700 people. The two brothers Zhao's faces looked very bad, and they didn't dare to make a sound, leading the way ahead.

"Does there still have descendants of Blood Evil?" Wang Tian asked, "Yes, his sons and grandsons have been killed by the Lord just now. The city lord's mansion is now empty, and his wives and concubines must have escaped. Now the people from the Blood Evil group outside have only joined in the past ten years. I hope the Lord will let them go." Thinking of the corpse outside, Zhao Xiong begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

"If you gather those people, you will be responsible for the city defense of Huazhou. Just be the leader of your brothers."

While speaking, he walked to the entrance of the dungeon. The guards were no longer there. They cut off the door lock with a knife. Wang Tian took the lead and walked in. A foul smell filled the air. The three of them walked down the steps. The dungeon was not big, and the area of ​​more than 100 square meters was divided into five prison cells.

Wang Tian couldn't wait to walk over, and a terrible picture appeared in front of him. Two water tanks with a diameter of half a meter were placed in the five rooms. All the people in the tank were cut off and their hands and feet were cut off. At this time, Wang Tian no longer had a trace of fierceness and walked over with trembling feet.

"Grandpa, Fourth Uncle," Wang Tian walked closer and saw a familiar face in his childhood. His hand couldn't help but tighten, and the head of the Blood Evil grasped in his hand was crushed to pieces. The Zhao brothers did not dare to stay, and walked to the door of the dungeon to guard it. Seeing this tragic scene, he felt that Blood Evil was not worthy of death.

After a long time, Wang Tian walked out alone, his eyes flushed, but his face became much calmer, "The two big brothers took a few steps back."

He punched several times in a row at the entrance of the dungeon, and the "boom" sounded loudly, and the entire dungeon collapsed in. He knelt down and kowtowed for a few times, stood up, and felt confused in his heart.

"Xiao Tian'er, your second uncle and third uncle have all escaped. If you find them, the Wang and Li clans will depend on you."
Chapter completed!