This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Speaking of it, half a year is actually not a long period of time, but the name Pei Xia seems to have long since disappeared from Mingyu's memory.

For more than half a year, the drastic changes of the Hengshan School and the heavy pressure of the Fuxing Shimen fell on her shoulders, almost making her breathless. It gets worse, that's all.

Under such heavy pressure, the disciple who died in the capital seemed to have become an existence as light as a feather, swept away by her in the corner of her memory.

Until now, after she saw the name on the wooden sign, a feeling of fate suddenly rushed into her heart.

It finally came.

The blood on the top of the head exploded into one piece, the fierce knife light swayed like rain, twitched like a whip, every time the blood light passed by, the knight under the knife, like the wheat in the field, was easily cut down .

"who!"

"No, hurry up and hide!"

"Conspiracy to sneak attack, what a hero!"

The power of the blood knife caused all the knights in the arena to panic. The knights who were originally gathered in a group quickly split into sparse groups based on sects, and worked together to resist the sudden disaster.

Under the concerted efforts of all sects, they finally saved their lives under the bloody sky, while those who came to watch the excitement became sacrifices under the knife.

In just a few breaths, there were countless mutilated corpses on the ground, scarlet blood spilled all over the Hengshan sect's mountain gate, which suddenly added a bit of frightening madness to today's competition.

"Sneaky, get out of here!"

A barefoot man in sackcloth yelled angrily, and smashed the big tree beside him with a punch. He picked up the giant tree that was three or four feet long, and threw it towards the falling leaves above his head.

The giant log rolled up, and everyone raised their heads to hold their breath. The next second, another saber flashed, splitting the giant log into two pieces.

The sharp-eyed person below saw the figure hidden behind the fallen leaves, and immediately raised his hand and threw two darts, pointing in that direction and shouting: "There!"

Without thinking about it, all masters from all walks of life used eighteen kinds of martial arts together, and fought in the direction the man pointed.

Several streams of true energy surged away, like a torrent sweeping away, pushing away all the fallen leaves flying in mid-air, and crashing straight towards the black shadow behind.

At this moment, the bloody knife appeared again, and the man with a ghostly face in white was holding a long knife. Accompanied by the gust of wind, the bloody knife he swung pressed against the torrent of true energy, like a meteor piercing the sky, and fell from the sky impressively.

"Scarlet knife energy? Evil ghost mask? Be careful, everyone, this person is the ghost-faced knife!"

One word awakened the person in the dream, and as the red meteor fell to the ground, dust and sand filled the sky like rain, everyone finally knew the true identity of this person, and immediately a chivalrous man shouted loudly——

"Everyone! This person has already fallen into the devil's way. He has killed countless loyal and righteous scholars for several months. Today, he came to the door to die, but it saved us a lot of effort to find him. Let's go together! We must not let him escape!"

After the voice fell, several figures rushed out from the crowd.

"The guard of Fenglei Mountain Villa is not broken here! The demonic lunatics are going to be rampant!"

"I am Xue Cong, the Taoist of Asking Water, and I am the head of the Demonic Dao!"

There were two people charging first, Wei Bupo was holding a double-edged axe, this [-]-jin terrifying weapon was as light as a toy in his hands.

Wei Bupo yelled, and struck down with an axe, the billowing smoke was torn apart instantly, revealing Ji Qianli who was waiting majestically behind.

"Should die!" Wei Bupo stomped his feet on the ground, his whole body rose from the ground, and the huge ax drew a terrifying aura of piercing wind in the air, and slashed at Ji Qianli's head with the force of a thunderbolt.

The ear-piercing explosion resounded, and the giant ax landed on the blood knife, with such terrifying force that it pressed thousands of miles away, and its hind feet were directly embedded in the ground.

"Drink!" Wei Bupo's arms sank, countless veins on his forehead popped up, and then added three points to the force, the ax blade rubbed against the blade, bursting out countless sparks, and the teeth-stinging voice rang out one after another.

The joy on Wei Bupo's face flashed away, and he found that although he seemed to have gained the upper hand, he couldn't go any further, which made him a little annoyed.

"Brother Wei, I'll help you!"

Just when Wei Bupo and Ji Qianli were in a stalemate, Daoist Wen Shui stabbed with his sword, the sword energy pierced through the clouds like thunder, and came straight to Ji Qianli's gate.

Xue Cong had already seen clearly that the opponent was suppressed by Wei Bupo and could not move. This sword could kill him. The ghost face knife has only been around for a short time, but it has already made countless enemies. His sword has removed a great harm for Zhengdao, and he will definitely be famous in the future. Raise the world.

Thinking of this, Xue Cong couldn't help showing joy, but soon, his eyes widened in shock. Ji Qianli, who was already at the end of his strength, suddenly pushed Wei Bupo's big ax halfway back, and then steadily Withstood his sword.

When the two were shocked, they only heard a disdainful sneer from under the ghost's face: "That's all."

The two were flushed with shame, Wei Bupo sank to his dantian, and tried to use his strength again, only to find that the blood on the knife suddenly brightened.

"Not good!" Xue Cong's heart trembled in fright from the murderous intent surging on the blade, and he immediately pulled back, but Wei Bupo, who was already in a stalemate with the opponent, did not have such good luck.

I saw Ji Qianli's hand holding the knife sank suddenly, and the blood-colored true energy was poured into the blade in an instant, and the dazzling blood burst out from a short distance away, like an inflated blood-colored water ball, covering the two of them. all included.

"Brother Wei!" Xue Cong, who barely escaped the bloody killing, exclaimed.

The blood-colored ball of light shone for a moment and then turned into little stars and dissipated. Wei Bupo's iron tower-like body froze on the spot. Ji Qianli pulled his hind legs out of the ground and walked past him indifferently.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes, and saw that Ji Qianli turned his wrist to shake off the blood on the knife, Bupo's head behind him suddenly tilted like this, and the open wound on his neck suddenly spurted out a spring of blood. blood.

"Brother Wei——! Damn it! Devil! You and I are irreconcilable!"

Seeing this, Xue Cong was very sad, he howled and stabbed with his sword, Ji Qianli squinted at this person, took a deep breath, and slashed head-on with the bloody knife in his hand, the surrounding air immediately changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, and in an instant The thunder is moving and the wind is blowing, and the wind is surging.

When the light of the knife fell, the long sword that cut Xue Cong into pieces did not stop there, but went a step further, splitting his body obliquely in two.

The blood mist spewed out again, Ji Qianli raised his head, bathed in the scarlet rain, his snow-white gown was also dyed into a blood-colored starlight at this moment.

Facing the devil-like enemy from hell, everyone's hearts trembled one after another. When they were in a state of confusion, no one knew who was the first to charge forward with a roar. attack.

Facing the tide of enemies, the corners of Ji Qianli's mouth under the mask slightly raised, the fierce light in his eyes put all the killing intent in his heart on the tip of the knife.

He charged into the crowd with a knife, like a hungry wolf, tearing apart the attacking knights one by one with his claws of hatred.