Wu Po Jiuxiao

Heavenly sect, demon sect, human sect!

The elders of the three sects are all martial king-level powerhouses, and even if any one of them makes a move, the price is enough, and the six people can kill them in an instant.

Just in the blink of an eye, a mass of bloody and dismembered corpses appeared in front of this swordsman.

But there is still a complete body, that is the body of Kameishi.

At this time, only the ears and eyes of the other party's body remained normal, and every inch of skin on the rest of the body was scraped off.

And all the tongues in the mouth disappeared.

Blood began to flow continuously from his body.

Although Xu Qingru is domineering and Bai Yuying is extraordinary in strength, neither of them have ever seen such a cruel method.

The eyes of the blood witch began to change.

"Yijianhao... If my concubine's guess is correct, you should be from the Yijian family."

"No... yes, I am a member of the Yijian family."

The Blood Witch sneered and said:

"Very good, take this group of bastards away, and this Guishi is not dead yet, he needs to be tortured for three hours before he bleeds to death, go tell their family, dare to insult the concubine, this That's the end."

Yi Jianhao felt his body tremble, watching the death of all the friends around him. These friends are all descendants of powerful families in this sword city.

God knows what an astonishing wave would be caused if this group of people died.

"who are you?"

Yi Jianhao has already begun to regret coming here.Looking at the blood witch, he couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice.

"I have forgotten my name, but I really like the name that others gave me - Blood Witch!"

Snapped……

The fingers twitched continuously.

Under a burst of intense pain, Yi Jianhao's fingers actually cramped due to excessive force.

Blood Witch!

It turned out to be this blood witch!

In the entire Xuantian Continent, the Martial King-level powerhouses are all fearsome and superior, and these Martial King-level powerhouses have different personalities, but there are a few that cannot be provoked even if they die.

The Blood Witch is wrapped in it.

That blood-handed Shura, that mysterious and venomous woman, no one even knows her true face so far.

God knows how this guy was provoked by himself.

He really wouldn't want to be here if he could.

"roll!"

A faint word, but the swordsman came to his senses as if he was about to be amnesty, hugged the turtle stone on the ground who was still screaming in pain, and left here frantically.

"Why don't you like my method?"

The Blood Witch said with an unkind expression.

Obviously, seeing Ye Fantian staring at him, he thought that the other party disliked him for making a cruel attack.