From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 8: Many ants kill elephants, but many wolves can swallow lions

Zhang Wuji was waiting, waiting for Zhou Zhiruo's follow-up actions.

If she wanted to avenge her senior sister, Zhang Wuji would have no choice but to destroy her.

"Master, senior sister, she...!" Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji panicked the moment their eyes met.

"Go!" Miejue Shitai's deep voice sounded behind him.

"But the Yitian Sword still...!" Zhou Zhiruo was a little unwilling.

"Your senior sister is no match for him, and now you can't beat him even without the Yitian sword. Listen to the master and go first!" Miejue Shitai gritted her teeth.

"Yes!" Zhou Zhiruo bowed and agreed, put away her senior sister's body, turned around and rowed away.

"The boy is really ruthless and hot, which suits the old woman's appetite!" The hoarse voice of the golden flower mother-in-law sounded from behind, and it was obvious that the old woman also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zhang Wuji ignored her, because he felt a little bad right now, his stomach was overwhelmed, and impulses surged up one after another.

In addition, the big ship swayed more and more violently.

"Wow!" Suddenly Zhang Wuji bent over suddenly, lay on the bow of the boat and vomited.

"Hahaha, you're a stubborn brat!" Golden Flower Granny laughed extraordinarily happily.

"I... I'm seasick!" Zhang Wuji explained with a pale face.

"Understood...Understood, you have seen this kind of old lady a lot, and the chick who killed someone for the first time is similar to you." The golden flower mother-in-law said with a smile.

"But it's not a big deal, you just get used to it."

Granny Jinhua's tone was flat, but the hidden meaning in it made Zhang Wuji's heart tremble.

He fell silent, sat on the bow of the boat, put the Yitian sword flat on his knees, and looked at the vast sea.

With the sea breeze blowing all night like this, Zhang Wuji completely regained his composure.

There is nothing he can't accept about killing people. Isn't it for this moment that he has worked so hard to learn martial arts and practice swords?

Just like today's Ding Minjun, if she doesn't kill her, she will kill herself.

This is a chaotic world, and it is a chaotic world with warriors galloping freely. There are no laws and rules, and the only thing I can rely on is the sword in my hand.

At this moment, Chaoyang just jumped out of the horizon, Zhang Wuji exhaled lightly, expelled the last trace of oppression in his chest, put the Yitian Sword beside him, sat cross-legged and continued to practice the Nine Suns Divine Art.

Until this moment, his soul from the modern society can be regarded as truly integrated into this martial arts world of swords, lights and swords.

"This kid is a born killer, and he will definitely have a place in the world in 30 years." Grandma Jinhua in the cabin watched this scene through the window and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Mother-in-law, what about me?" The spider next to her asked expectantly.

"Go prepare breakfast, mother-in-law is hungry." Golden Flower Granny said flatly.

Spider's mouth pouted, a little unhappy.

Half a month later, a big island finally loomed at the end of the sea level.

"This is Binghuo Island!" Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

"Ahem, old lady, I am a person with clear grievances and grievances. If you save my life on the boat, I will send you to Binghuo Island to save Xie Xun. As for the borrowing of the Dragon Saber... just treat it like an old lady!"

Granny Jinhua glanced at the Yitian Sword in Zhang Wuji's arms, and spoke quietly.

"Thank you, mother-in-law!" Zhang Wuji said respectfully, after all, this brother and foster father Xie Xun are sworn brothers and sisters, so he deserves his respect.

"Boy, don't thank me in a hurry, I think you still have troubles to deal with!" Suddenly, Granny Jinhua smiled and pointed in the direction of Binghuo Island.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, turned his head to look, and suddenly found a large ship moored quietly in front of Binghuo Island.

On the big ship, a big flag fluttered in the wind, but it was a word of martial arts flying around.

"It's from Zhu Wu Lianhuan Village!" Zhang Wuji's heart sank.

He had roughly mentioned the location of Binghuo Island in Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang in order to fool Wulie and the two, but he did not expect that they would actually come here.

For no reason, he just panicked.

Maybe it wasn't that he was panicking, but another soul that hadn't completely dissipated in his body.

"Grandma, I'll go first."

Before the big boat stopped, Zhang Wuji jumped down suddenly, dragging the Yitian sword across the sea and galloped towards Binghuo Island.

"The beggar gang is here to work, and the idlers stay away!" As soon as they stepped on the shore, a few warriors with sticks came out from behind a big rock in the front left.

"The Beggars' Gang...!" Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't expect Wu Lie and others to collude with the Beggars' Gang, and his heart became more anxious.

Without saying a word, Yi Tianjian slashed forward.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Where the sword rises, blood appears.

Three big heads soared into the sky.

Zhang Wuji was bathed in blood, his speed did not decrease at all, and he even ran faster and faster.

Although he has never been here, another soul in his body has lived here for more than ten years, and he is very familiar with every plant and tree.

Soon he found traces of human destruction on the island.

Following these traces, Zhang Wuji accelerated again.

The sun was setting like blood in the sky, and the leaves in the woods were rustling.

Xie Xun's ears moved slightly, and the Dragon Slaying Saber in his hand slashed sideways and forward.

"Pfft!" An elder of the Beggar Clan was chopped off in the middle.

But at the same time, the sound of breaking wind suddenly hit from three directions, front, rear, left, and right. He tried his best to block it twice, but in the end he couldn't block the stick behind him.

Letting out a muffled grunt, before the next attack from the three of them came, he suddenly roared, and the Dragon Slaying Saber in his hand slashed towards the surroundings again.

There were screams one after another amidst the saber energy.

This round of onslaught gave him a valuable respite.

He knelt on the ground on one knee, panting heavily.

He has been fighting fiercely here alone for a day and a night, even he himself does not know how many people he has killed, but there are still an unknown number of enemies all around.

He felt powerless again, the last time he felt this way was when Cheng Kun threw his own child to death in front of him.

He hates this feeling.

"Who are you guys? You have the ability to fight this old man openly."

The roar rumbled and spread to the surroundings, but no one answered him. The sound echoed in the dense forest, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"There are not enough people, keep going!"

On a small hill three or four miles away from here.

A man in his 30s waved his hand blankly.

Immediately behind him, ten more men walked forward silently with their knives in hand.

Beside this man, Wu Lie and Zhu Zhu Changling looked palely at the distant battlefield.

Xie Xun was blind and couldn't see around, but they could see clearly.

It's like hell, there are corpses everywhere, and even the blood flowing from the corpses has stained the ground blood red.

"He, how many people has he killed, why are they still alive!" Wu Lie tremblingly said.

"130 four!" The cold voice of the man next to him sounded.

"This, this, Elder Chen, why don't we think of another way!"

"Anyway, he's blind, so he can't escape from our hands." Zhu Changling said uncertainly.

"What are you afraid of!"

The man sneered: "Too many ants kill elephants, so many wolves can swallow lions, and he is still a blind old lion, you two, our gang of beggars has nothing else but a lot of people."

(End of this chapter)