Cultivating Master In City

"There are also people here. Kill them for me." I don't know why, suddenly, a group of other demons burst out from a depression not far behind the two people. These people saw Zhou Yi and Du Lingbo at a glance and rushed frantically towards them.

Zhou Yi is a little confused. How can these guys hide from their mind scanning and get close to themselves so easily? Zhou Yi took a deep look at the thorny depression. It seemed that there must be some mystery there.

Those crazy demons, like killing machines, attacked Zhou Yi and Du Lingbo madly. At this time, I'm afraid there's nothing else in the hearts of these fanatical demons, only killing! Kill! Kill! Either kill others or be killed by others!

Du Lingbo frowned slightly and waved his fingers gently, as if he were playing the piano, but there were five sharp swords flying out in the air. He cut the five demons who rushed first as his chest and waist. The swords continued to wave and kill the six demons behind him on the spot, and the aura Light of the swords disappeared dim.

This is the difference between cultivators and martial arts practitioners. Even if the physical quality of demonized people is super strong, ordinary swords are difficult to hurt the skin of the body, but in the view of immortal masters like Du Lingbo, they are not much different from ordinary people. However, more demons rushed out of the depression than expected, almost emerging one after another.

"I really don't know whether to live or die. Wang Jun, Xie Dongsheng, you go!" Zhou Yi roared, and two puppet immortals who were not far behind him appeared like ghosts, using the magic weapon of large-scale attack. A burst of sword and sword shadow blasted out. He was stunned to kill the demonized people who rushed out crazily, with a loud scream.

Because of the arrival of Zhou Yi and Du Lingbo, the pressure of Deacon Wuzong suddenly reduced a lot. A big man with a big sword with both hands snapped and split a demonized man from his head to his crotch. Suddenly, blood gushed out, and all the warm internal organs were scattered on the ground and still wriggling.

The deacon of Wuzong who killed the man looked at Zhou Yi, then Lei opened his mouth, smiled and said something. Zhou Yi can't understand each other's language, but it should be words like thanks.

Originally, Zhou Yi didn't intend to help Wuzong, but the Wuzong deacon there seems to be very friendly to himself. On the contrary, demons, crazy guys, want to kill themselves. It seems that it's too easy to choose who to help or not.

There is a black blade between Zhou Yi's fingers. It's the knife that Zhou Yi just got and called Xiaohei. Zhou Yi intends to use this black knife against the enemy and show his martial arts cultivation to the martial arts disciples of the so-called fighting experts.

Zhou Yi's body moved, as if it were a light smoke. The little black in his hand was like a sharp claw, harvesting the lives of those demonized people who attacked madly. Zhou Yi's ghost body method doesn't give ordinary demons any chance to respond at all. The two demons who first came into contact with Zhou Yi were twisted into flying blood and meat mud by Zhou Yi's little black. Then a phantom with the breath of death drew a blood red track in the middle of the crowd to mark the route of his action.

The black blade was originally a violent weapon. At this time, under the same violent envoy of Zhou Yi, it bloomed dazzling white flowers, mixed with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling and shouting. It gathered around Zhou Yi to catalyze all the people and things next to him into little particles. Its power was so powerful that Zhou Yi who made it startled. The massacre at this time is more like Xiaohei manipulating him than he manipulating Xiaohei.

After killing a man, Xiao Hei even added countless knife shadows to the body and twisted the body into blood rain and meat mud. It's just a circle. There are more than 20 lives, and even the bodies can't be found.

"Devil! Devil!"

Under such cruel strangulation, the demons fled one after another, but they still couldn't escape Zhou Yi's pursuit. At this time, the two leaders of the demons abandoned the five deacons of Wuzong and turned to intercept Zhou Yi.

The two men angrily stabbed Zhou Yi's phantom with their swords, but the sharp sword stabbed only the remnant seen by their eyes, which could not stop Zhou Yi from killing. In the blink of an eye, a few more lives were hanged by Xiao Hei.

The deacon of Wuzong who started with the demons stopped because his opponent was being chased by a young murderer. They are all soldiers who have experienced countless battles of life and death, but Zhou Yi has never seen such a cruel and murderous person, and they are also shocked by Zhou Yi's murderous spirit.

Not only them, but also Du Lingbo turned pale. He was shrouded in the endless murderous spirit of Zhou Yi, who became a murderous God. For a moment, he forgot how to stop Zhou Yi from killing and demonizing people like this.

But soon Du Lingbo made a decision. She flew in front of a running demonized man and was ready to bear the knife of Zhou Yi who had killed her red eyes.

While avoiding the obstruction of the two leaders behind him, Zhou Yi continued to chase and kill the ordinary demons with a fast body method. Suddenly there was another person in front of him. Zhou Yi seemed to have lost his ability to distinguish at high speed. Xiao Hei hissed and incorporated Du Lingbo's head into his sword Qi.

Du Lingbo suddenly has a brocade handkerchief in his hand, which is the kind of brocade handkerchief used by girls at home. It looks very insignificant, but it is this soft brocade handkerchief that blocks Zhou Yi's little black.

"Mr. Zhou, what's the matter with you? How can you become as cruel and easy to kill as those people?" Du Lingbo's voice was crisp and cold, and shouted to Zhou Yi.

Xiao Hei paused between Zhou Yi's fingers, and his eyes woke up in an instant. "That's close! What's affecting me?"

Zhou Yi snorted coldly. Just now, when Zhou Yi was exploring the mountain depression with his mind, suddenly a very cold and frightening breath climbed up Zhou Yi's mind and followed Zhou Yi's mind. Zhou Yi's actions seem to be autonomous. In fact, his body is unconsciously controlled by his instinctive desire to kill.

Zhou Yi takes a fearful look at the mountain depression over there. What can quietly affect his mind? I'm afraid it's the existence in the depression that can make these demons crazy?

"Thank you!"

Du Lingbo shook his head and said nothing. She didn't feel the feeling Zhou Yi felt, but she was sensitive to what influence Zhou Yi seemed to have been affected before he became a little out of control.

Zhou Yi turned to the demons who had narrowly saved their lives and the five deacons of Wuzong,

"You haven't gone yet! Do you want to become blood tofu?"

"Who are you? Why did you kill so many of us?"

One of the leaders of the demons asked Zhou Yi. He just felt like a human figure in front of him, as if Zhou Yi had moved, but when he looked carefully, he found that Zhou Yi still stood there with a cold expression and had not moved at all. Then he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm. He turned his face and saw that his right arm had been cut off and blood was spraying from the broken arm. Only then did he give a slow scream.

"Why waste so much words? If you kill people, can't I? If you don't get out, do you want to leave a leg as a souvenir?"

At this time, no one dared to ignore Zhou Yi's words. One by one, they bowed their heads and disappeared behind the mountain depression. But the five deacons of Wuzong stayed.

"This hero has extraordinary skills. Would you like to make friends? We always admire heroic missions like young Xia."

The big man with a big sword in his hand in the deacon of Wuzong said the language of the earth. He first saluted Zhou Yi, and then tried to get close to Zhou Yi. Although he saw the end of killing Zhou Yi, he dared to speak in front of Zhou Yi, which shows that this man has great courage.

"I don't deserve it. I'm not a hero. I just follow my lady's orders." Zhou Yi said with great skill and flashed Du Lingbo out behind him.

Du Lingbo hugged the five Wuzong deacons and said, "Du Lingbo, a disciple of XingKong ancient sect, doesn't know which war god of Nanhua star belongs to?"

The big man replied, "we are members of the ingrandi family. The injured is the fourth young master of the third generation of our ingrandi family, master Mandy."

"Why did the demons suddenly go crazy? Why did they chase you?"

"We don't know. Originally, we brought the demonized warriors here. We didn't want them to suddenly attack us as if they were evil overnight. Not only us, but also those companions in the outpost were poisoned."

While talking, the four Wuzong deacons over there were treating the fourth young master Mandi lying on the ground. It can be seen that the fourth young master Mandi's injury was very heavy. A knife scar almost cut his chest open. If it weren't for the special physique of Wuzong, I'm afraid this knife would kill him.

Du Lingbo looked aside at Zhou Yi. He thought of Zhou Yi's situation just now and understood a little.

"I want to see Oren. I wonder if I can go with you?"

"This..." the big man just thought about whether he should refuse the cultivator of the earth. The only magician next to him stood up, pulled the big man and said, "thank you Lingbo fairy. However, we still have to wait for our young master's order before we can agree to go with the fairy."

"Do you recognize me?"

"Yes. I was lucky to witness your battle with your highness Oren that day. I admire the fairy's excellent magic."