Xi Canhen felt a chill in his heart when he heard this: "No, this is impossible, I won't do it!"

"You can." Niao Qingfeng pointed behind him: "Look."

Looking back, a large number of warriors were obviously rushing towards them.

Then they saw Shiyilang lying in a pool of blood, and saw the Xi Canshi holding a blood-colored sword.

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and one of them shouted: "Twelve Young Master, you!"

Nong Qingfeng said: "If you don't kill them, they will kill you. If you have already killed one, just start killing. Don't worry about whether you can beat them or not. With me here, everything is not a problem."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and saw that all the people rushing towards him could not move.

"You!" Xi Canhen turned around and glared at the Nagai Qingfeng.

Ng Qingfeng sighed: "Well, I'll help you again."

As he said that, he waved his long sleeves again, Xi Canhen immediately felt that his body was flying forward uncontrollably. Wuliang Sword emitted bloody light and rushed forward. Xi Canhen shouted desperately: "No!"

However, he could not control his body at all. The sword light danced and the blood fountain flew into the sky.

The greater the noise attracted more people.

Niao Qingfeng didn't care at all, looked up at the sky, and roared out loud: "Drink hard, Wuliang Sword, today is the adulthood! Qingfeng will no longer hide, and will return for thousands of years! Hahahaha!"

Amid the violent laughter, a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared.

Xi Canhen could no longer control his body, so he rushed forward desperately and killed him, and the boundless blood color in front of him completely swallowed him up.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally the Qingming Festival in Xi Canhen’s heart was restored.

When he opened his eyes, he saw dead people all over the mountains.

There are corpses everywhere, lying across the mountains.

Shiyilang, several real people, two hundred disciples of the Bloody Church, five hundred warriors, and those golden armored warriors lying all over the mountains and fields.

These people joined forces and even the Soul-Chuangshi Real Person could deal with it, but now they were killed by him with one sword.

None of them survived.

The infinite sword in his hand made a long and excited sound. In many years, there has never been a time when he drinks blood so happily.

This is a terrifying massacre!

Thousands of people died just like this. Before that, Xi Canhen had never experienced such a crazy blood slaughter.

Did I do this?

Xi Canhen couldn't believe his eyes.

Even though he knew it was involuntary, he was still full of hatred for himself at that moment.

Perhaps from the beginning, he shouldn't believe in the so-called strange fate.

Tang Jie was right, there was no pie falling from the sky.

Red light flashed after red light on the sword, as if something was awakening, and Xi Canhen could even clearly feel the power contained in it.

Looking back, Niao Qingfeng was still standing there quietly, but his face turned a little pale.

It seems that he has made a lot of efforts to help Xi Canhen kill so many people.

But more excitement.

Excitement to achieve great success!

He laughed and said, "Haha, the blood light has appeared, the blood soul has revived, and the Wuliang Sword is finally about to wake up. But it seems that it is a little bit too late. Well, it's no wonder, after all, they are all low-level cultivators, and it should be enough to kill a few more powerful ones."

As he said that, he raised his sleeves and stretched out his big hand, and had already grabbed Xi Canhen. Xi Canhen wanted to resist, but found that he could not even move under the old man.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to urge him to inform Tang Jie, but found that under the control of Zhao Qingfeng, he could not even operate his spiritual energy, so he was in a panic.

Nong Qingfeng had already grabbed him and flew towards the valley and said loudly: "If you are good, after the matter is done, I will truly accept you as your disciple, which will benefit you. If you dare to disobey again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

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While the massacre was unfolding outside Tongling Mountain, the original Tang Jie also brought Xu Miaoran, the Yiyi Ghost Guard of Xiantaohongyuan and Qian Yingchen into the maze.

There is silence in the maze.

Without the hustle and bustle before, only the corpses and flowing blood on the ground remind everyone that there had been a battle here before.

"Be careful, there should be some unslaughtered evil demons here. Don't rush to kill them when you see them. Just rush over and find the exit." Tang Jie reminded.

"I know. I said, why are you still keeping this guy for? According to my wishes, you can kill it with one knife." Hongyuan pointed at Qian Yingchen and said.

"Stay it, it's good to be like cannon fodder like a beast turning into a warrior. The road ahead is difficult, and no one knows what danger will be." Tang Jie said lightly.

The meaning of cannon fodder is not to withstand attacks, but to test the attributes of the attack. No one knows the nature of the danger ahead. Perhaps most dangerous cultivators can withstand it themselves, but as long as there is one that cannot withstand it, it means losing their lives. Therefore, in the world of cultivation, the real meaning of cannon fodder lies in testing attacks, rather than absorbing firepower.

Poor Qian Yingchen and his generation Tian Jiao actually fell into the fate of cannon fodder.

Along the way, it was strange that I didn't encounter any evil demons.

As we were getting closer and closer to the exit, we were about to cheer for this trip without any danger, we suddenly heard a vague sound of fighting in the distance.

"Huh? There is still someone who hasn't left the maze?" Tang Jie was slightly surprised.

After he called out the exit of the maze, even if the stupidest person bumped all the way, he should find the exit. Why would anyone still be stuck?

No wonder they didn't meet evil demons all the way, and probably they weren't attracted to them.

At that moment, Tang Jie and Xu Miaoran looked at each other and said in unison: "Go and see."

Anyway, he was following the big army, so Tang Jie was not in a hurry. It would be better to see who was so slutty that he had not left the maze yet. If a strong opponent had the possibility of escaping from the siege, he might as well help him stay here forever.

From the bottom of my heart, Tang Jie hopes to be an opponent like Li Song, the two elders of Jin and Silver, who are strong and can just defeat him.

Of course, from the bottom of his heart he also knew that this was almost impossible.

The two walked towards the sound of the fight together. As they continued to approach the center of the fight, they could faintly see the light of the magic and the shouts of people.

The shouts were a little familiar, but Tang Jie couldn't remember them for a moment.
Chapter completed!