Peerless God of War

Xiaolong hid behind the white clouds in the sky and silently watched the battle below.

He did not take action immediately, but was waiting and watching, briefly confirming the identities of both parties. One of them was an evil cultivator, while the other seemed to be a temporarily organized team.

Why do you say this? Because the moves performed by these people are too complicated and include everything.

There are all good, bad, profound, or rough. It is obvious that such a team is a mixed bag, and its strength is not very good.

There are two most powerful among them, one is a male cultivator holding a big sword, and the other is a female cultivator carrying a sword box with a good temperament.

Except for these two people, the rest of the people were not very outstanding, and gradually they could no longer hold on.

At this moment, an evil cultivator laughed ferociously and shouted: "You are not overestimating your abilities. You dare to take advantage of me even with your little ability. Go to hell."

"Poison Blood Palm."

I saw this evil cultivator with a ferocious and cruel look on his face. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm. This palm was full of blood and black. It exuded a stench like a rotting corpse, which was disgusting.

At the same time, it also makes people fearful.

This palm must not be received forcefully. If it is received, it will be poisoned even if it is not dead. The vicious methods of these evil cultivators have always been like this, and poisoning is even more unique.

Sure enough, when the male cultivator holding the big sword saw this, he roared: "It's poisonous, retreat."

But his words were still a step too slow. The evil cultivator swung around, passed the male cultivator with a big sword, and came to a monk. In the horrified gaze of the monk, he slapped his palm.

Snapped!

This palm was forcefully stamped on the monk's chest, and his sternum was immediately sunken, and this was not the most terrifying thing.

A large area of ​​pitch-black color quickly spread across his chest, and soon spread all over his body. Then, from where he was hit by the palm, it began to fester bit by bit, oozing out, turning into a black, incomparable pus. horrible.

In just a few breaths, the man's body fell over and fell into the sea.

"What a terrifying poisonous palm. Everyone should be on guard. Don't fight with it in close combat. Keep your distance." On the side, Jiao Zha, the female cultivator of the sword box, also reminded.

While shouting angrily, five swords came out from the sword box, killing the evil cultivators.

Seeing this, the male cultivator with the big sword shouted: "Everyone, be careful."

After saying that, he ducked to the sword box girl's side and fought side by side with her. The two of them joined forces to fight against the enemy, but they temporarily stabilized their feet.

However, the number of evil cultivators was overwhelming, and gradually everyone began to be at a disadvantage.

Xiaolong can see this clearly. It's not that this group of people is incompetent or weak, it's that the evil cultivators are too cunning. They poisoned people, picked out their crotches, and made sneak attacks. Various methods are endless. In addition, the number of evil cultivators is slightly larger. Some.

Under the circumstances, there was another attrition of one person on the side of the righteous monks.

"Oh no……"

A male cultivator screamed and was extremely unwilling. His body was broken into two parts and he died on the spot.

"How could this happen? It's too scary. I won't fight. I won't fight."

"This is too strong. We are no match at all. If we continue to fight like this, there will only be a dead end."

Such a tragic situation made all the righteous monks stay silent and scared to death. They all wanted to retreat and escape with expressions of horror on their faces.

It is human nature to be afraid of death.

Seeing such a scene, even the male cultivator with the big sword was almost unable to hold on. Suddenly he raised his head, looked into the air, and shouted: "You have been watching for so long, why don't you take action? If you are willing to help me, I will wait for you." There must be a thank you.”

The female cultivator with the sword box also retreated and came to the side of the male cultivator with the big sword.

As for the leader of the evil cultivator who was entangled with him, he was not in a hurry to pursue him, but looked at the sky with great vigilance.

It wasn't that Xiaolong wasn't careful enough and was discovered by the other party, but that he had no cover to begin with and was openly watching. There were many monks like him, but other monks were hiding carefully and were unwilling to show up.

On the contrary, he stood out.

"We are the blood butcher's people. If you are willing to retreat, that would be best. We don't want to offend the river. If you don't want to, then you have to think clearly and wait for the bloody revenge of my blood butcher. Hum. ”

The words of the leader of the evil cultivator, both soft and hard, were indeed very powerful.

If ordinary monks had heard these words, they would have been frightened and fled away, but today they were unlucky and happened to run into Xiaolong.

"Hey, that's interesting. Enemies are really on a narrow road. Anyone who didn't expect to meet the Blood Butcher here deserves to die."

After hearing this, Xiaolong was filled with hatred.

Since they had already formed a conflict before and seriously injured Guo Jing, they would fight to the death and there was no need to hold back.

Thinking like this, Xiaolong took the initiative to show up and walked out from behind the clouds.

Seeing this, the male sword cultivator and the sword box female cultivator both looked happy and looked at each other. The male sword cultivator quickly said: "Your Excellency, are you willing to take action?"

In fact, this is completely nonsense. If Xiaolong didn't want to get involved in this dispute, he would have stayed away from it like other monks.

His active appearance has already made his attitude clear.

Seeing this, the leader of the evil cultivator was furious, with a fierce look on his face, and said angrily: "Who are you? If you are brave, please tell me your name. You dare to interfere in my blood butcher's affairs. Aren't you afraid of revenge?"

After all, Xiaolong was also a powerful world-destroying dragon in the Tribulation Fairy Realm. Being scolded like this, he immediately became furious.

Of course, the bigger reason is that Xiaolong concealed his aura. In the eyes of others, he was just a peak cultivator in the Manifestation of Sainthood.

Naturally, he would not be afraid, but would speak out.

But Xiaolong would not care about these. Now he was really angry because he was looked down upon.

"Revenge? I will be afraid of your revenge. Humph, sooner or later, I will destroy the Blood Butcher and eliminate the harm for the world." Xiaolong said arrogantly.

Sure enough, these words shocked the scene immediately. Not to mention the evil cultivator leader, even many righteous cultivators were shocked.

This person is just a peak cultivator in the Manifestation of Sainthood, but he dared to say such arrogant words and threatened to destroy the Blood Butcher.

Who is this person?

"..." The male cultivator with the big sword and the female cultivator with the sword box looked at each other, and they were also puzzled.

"Who are you?" The evil cultivator leader was also shocked, and asked with a bit of doubt, and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Xiaolong was simple-minded by nature, and he didn't bother to think about the twists and turns. To put it bluntly, he was stubborn. As long as Chen Xiao ordered him to do something, he would obey without any compromise.

Evil cultivators, they all deserved to die.

He sneered and said nothing more, "Die."

His body moved, turning into a blurry blood shadow, and flashed to the side of the evil cultivator leader. This sudden attack came too fast, and the other party didn't react at all.