The strongest devil against the sky system

Chapter 87 Killing! 【Ask for a recommendation ticket! 】

"Whoosh~"

Seeing the black-faced killer approaching, Mu Futian shrugged, and rushed out violently.

In an instant, he came to those black-faced killers.

And at the same moment, the huge sword of soul release true spirit swung up.

The cold and gloomy sword energy easily swept across the neck of a black-faced killer.

"Chi~chi~chi~chi~chi~"

Wherever he passed, blood soared.

And when Mu Futian stopped in front of the courtyard, all the black-faced killers outside the courtyard fell into a pool of blood.

No life.

"Tick-Tick-Tick-Tick-"

Drops of blood continuously dripped from the great sword of Soul Release True Spirit.

The smell of blood spread slowly with the wind.

Mu Futian held the soul-releasing true spirit sword in his hand, looking at the cold corpses lying on the ground, expressionless.

Afterwards, he turned around, looked into the courtyard, and said lightly: "The killing has just begun!"

"who?!"

At a certain moment, the other killers in the courtyard reacted and rushed out of the room one after another.

"Kill your people."

Mu Futian smiled, and his figure immediately rushed out again.

"Damn, kill him!"

"kill!"

In an instant, hundreds of killers appeared in the courtyard.

This courtyard was originally built temporarily to avoid the revenge of Dragon Palace.

In normal times, it could only accommodate twenty or thirty killers at most, but now, it has reached hundreds of people.

It is conceivable that under the revenge of Dragon Palace, the life of the killer of Xueminglou is indeed a bit difficult.

"Chi~chi~chi~chi~"

Waves of sword energy were continuously released from Mu Futian's soul-releasing sword.

Wherever he passed, a famous killer fell to the ground, blood flowing like a river.

Among the hundreds of killers, most of them are black-faced killers.

The strength of the black-faced killer is only at the early stage of the Creation Realm.

And Mu Futian's current strength has reached the seventh heaven of the Creation Realm.

With such a disparity in strength, every time a sword is sacrificed, the next head can basically be harvested.

"Damn it!"

Seeing his companions falling down continuously, a golden-masked killer standing behind him immediately cursed.

Afterwards, he yelled violently: "The Blood Slaughter Team [-] listens to the order and attacks and kills together!"

"Yes!"

The other four gold faces in various corners shot and nodded heavily.

"嗖~嗖~嗖~嗖~嗖~"

Moments later, five gold-masked killers, who were also the strongest team among the group of killers, made their move.

As for the golden-masked killers, the weakest ones are all in the Seventh Heaven of Creation Realm.

As for the team composed of five golden-masked killers, its terrifying strength can be imagined.

Seeing the blood slaughter team [-] make a move, the other black-faced killers backed away one after another, making room for them.

"Clang~clang~clang~"

When the weapons collided, the crisp clanging sound resounded continuously.

Under the siege of the five people, Mu Futian retreated steadily.

However, although he seemed to have only the strength to parry, and was even a little embarrassed, in reality he was waiting for an opportunity.

A one-hit-kill timing.

"Bang~"

At a certain moment, Mu Futian was forced to the wall.

"Haha, it's too long for a mere brat to dare to break into my stronghold of the Blood Underworld Building alone."

"Now, let me collect your corpse properly..."

A golden-masked killer looked up to the sky and laughed.

However, at this moment.

Mu Futian stared sharply, and the Sharingan was activated immediately, and the soul-releasing sword in his hand was swung out instantly.

"Draw the sword and cut!"

"Hey~"

A beam of sword light passed directly in front of the eyes of the five golden-masked killers.

The moment after the sword light passed by, a trace of panic emerged in the depths of their pupils.

For a killer, the most sensitive thing is the killing intent and the threat to his own life.

And they did not perceive wrongly.

Under this sword, all five of their golden-masked killers fell down.

with no exceptions.

A sword.

With just one strike, the strongest team in the courtyard was directly wiped out.

"How... how is it possible?"

"The third blood slaughter team was wiped out by the regiment?"

"This... what kind of power is this?"

"..."

The black-faced killers around looked at all this in shock.

Although their psychological quality is a hundred times or a thousand times better than that of ordinary monks.

But now, they were still severely shocked.

"Golden-masked killer? That's all."

Looking at the five golden-masked killers who fell in front of him, Mu Futian showed a look of disdain.

When he was at the fifth level of the Creation Realm, he could easily kill the monks at the seventh level of the Creation Realm.

But now, with the increase in strength, a single strike can naturally destroy a small team.

"Next, it's your turn."

Straightening up, Mu Futian looked around at the black-faced killers around him, and the killing intent in his eyes became more intense.

"Quick, go and notify the elders!"

Someone in the crowd shouted anxiously.

"Everyone in the Blood Nether Building deserves to die!"

"Hey~"

Mu Futian shot again.

Waves of sword energy and sword light were continuously released from the Great Sword of Shihun True Spirit.

The entire giant sword had already been dyed blood red, and it was frighteningly cold.

Where the giant sword passed, it easily pierced through the killer's body, and a famous killer kept falling in a pool of blood.

No resistance!

Even the strongest Blood Slaughter Team [-] was killed by a single sword, let alone these black-faced killers?
slaughter!

Complete massacre!
……

"stop!"

At a certain moment, a voice of fury came from the dark place in the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, a golden-masked killer appeared in the courtyard as if teleported.

And this person is not a blood slaughter, who else could it be?

"Finally willing to show up?"

After piercing the chest of a black-faced killer, Mu Futian stood up slowly, sneering in his heart.

Right now, his back was facing Xue Tu.

In addition, the fresh blood here is too thick, so Xuetu couldn't feel his breath for a while.

Naturally, I don't know who it is.

However, he was not in a hurry to find out who this person was, but looked at everything around him in shock.

I see.

A large number of corpses were scattered throughout the courtyard, under the eaves, and in the corridors.

These corpses lay in a mess, and a large amount of blood kept pouring out.

Dye the entire courtyard scarlet.

From a distance, the whole scene looks like a bloody Shura field.

Incomparably creepy!
A total of 140 six killers, but now, less than ten survived.

This is also the reason why his blood slaughter appeared early.

If it is later, there will be no one left.

……

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