There were no less than forty people around Xiao Yang. It can be seen that each of these forty people was a good player, especially the giant sword in front of Xiao Yang. As the sword envoy of the Ninth Bureau, the strength of the giant sword is not worse than that of the white-robed guest.

You know, the white-robed guest is a top expert with the strength of Qi Condensation. His skills are called top in this world.

Giant sword sneered, "We have a total of forty-seven people, how many can you kill?"

"I said, kill them all." Xiao Yang's eyes lit up and rushed towards the giant sword.

"Kill him!" The giant sword roared, and the rest of the people pulled out weapons from their waists and killed Xiao Yang.

The battle was about to break out, and Xiao Yang fought forty-seven masters alone, including a strong man from the Qi Condensation Realm. At first glance, Xiao Yang was alone, and there were enemies in all directions, which made people desperate.

However, there are so many such battles in Xiao Yang’s years of experience!

There are no outsiders on the platform, and this is also a place specially selected by the giant sword. It is planned to completely bury the legend of the underground world here.

Jin Yuanwei, who had his arm cut off, took out a pistol with his left hand and aimed at Xiao Yang at all times. Once he had the chance, he would definitely pull the trigger without hesitation.

"Haha!" Xiao Yang punched a man and laughed loudly. He had not tried his best since he returned from Kunlun Mountain. Today's battle made him feel particularly happy. At the same time, the things that had been suppressed in his heart seemed to have been released to some extent.

The giant sword faced Xiao Yang, and the more he fought, he became more and more frightened. He knew that the King of Hell was powerful and also learned what happened to Zhu that day. The King of Hell returned strongly and swept across the three clans, making the three clans helpless to recognize their masters. But in the eyes of the giant sword, the strongest masters still retained by the three clans were just the transformation realm. As a condensation energy, he could still crush. Even if the King of Hell was powerful, how could it be?

But today's battle made the giant sword completely recognize that the king of hell is even more terrifying than the legendary one!

What shocked the Giant Sword the most was that the opponent in front of him was only in his twenties!

For ordinary boxers or warriors, being in their twenties may be the time when their physical functions are strongest, but for masters who master Qi, being in their twenties can only be said to be a beginner. Qi will change a person's physical function and enhance a person's physical strength. If two people have the same talent and practice Qi at the same age and practice Qi for ten years more, they can definitely beat people who practice Qi for ten years late, but now, it is obviously not the case.

Giant sword knew that he was more than ten years older than the King of Hell in his age. The other party was only in his twenties now, so he had such strength. If he had been practicing for a few more years, how could he grow to?

Thinking of this, the giant sword felt like it was sweating coldly on its back. At that time, the king of hell might be able to line up in the organization, comparable to the twelve stars!

"This person must not be kept!" The more he thought of Xiao Yang's horror, the more murderous intent in the giant sword's heart became, and the more violent the attack was.

In the high-speed rail station, people are still busy and busy. No one knows that a life-and-death battle is being fought on the platform they are about to board.

January, the weather is cold and the capital is howling.

One yellow-plate after another, the Accord was parked outside the high-speed rail station. As soon as the car stopped, the door was quickly opened. Countless members of the nine bureaus rushed out of the car and rushed to the high-speed rail station.

The people in the high-speed rail station only saw a group of people in uniform rushing in, rushing towards the platform with a serious expression, without knowing what was going on.

When hundreds of members of the Ninth Bureau rushed to the platform, a strong smell of blood filled the air. They called out a secretly bad and rushed towards the place where the smell of blood came.

When they rushed to the place, even these members of the Nine Bureau who had undergone special training had an extremely ugly expression.

The blood from more than 40 people has completely dyed the ground red.

Some corpses were lying on the ground, and some were nailed to the wall by sharp blades.

Standing alone in this bloody situation, just seeing the back made the hundreds of members of the Ninth Bureau who came here feel chill. Can such a scene be created by humans? No! No! It’s a devil!

Not to mention more than forty masters, even if they are forty pigs and forty chickens, they will be nauseous and disgusting if they continue to kill continuously.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" A loud roar came from behind. The white-robed guest pushed everyone away and rushed over from behind. When he saw the devastated, he was also stunned.

In front of a load-bearing pillar, the giant sword was nailed to it by countless sharp blade fragments, and blood kept coming out of his mouth. His pupils, ears, and nostrils were all flowing out of his pupils, ears, and nostrils. His eyes were scarlet, like a hell ghost, which was particularly scary. He was not completely dead and still had consciousness, but seeing those dense broken blades inserted in his heart, even if Hua Tuo was alive, he could not save him.

The one who is waiting for the giant sword now is death. He will feel his life slowly passing away, and he will gradually move away from this world. There is still a sense of unwillingness in his pupils. As a master of Qi Condensation, there are too many beautiful things in this world waiting for him to enjoy, and he is unwilling to leave just like that.

The white-robed guest sighed, swung his right arm, and a silver spear shot out from the white-robed guest's cuff and headed straight for the giant sword's left chest.

With a muffled sound, the silver spear head pierced through the chest of the giant sword, and the giant sword also tilted its head and its limbs drooped weakly.

The white-robed guest and the giant sword were both sword envoys. After so long, he couldn't bear to watch the giant sword die under such torture.

Xiao Yang stood quietly aside, with his back facing everyone, without any movement.

"Uncle Master." The white-robed guest called Xiao Yang softly and walked towards Xiao Yang. When the white-robed guest walked to Xiao Yang, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The white-robed guest saw clearly that Xiao Yang was not standing here and did nothing. In front of Xiao Yang, Jin Hang was kneeling here. No, to be precise, Jin Hang's legs were all cut off from below the knees. Because Xiao Yang's figure blocked, the rest of the people did not see Jin Hang.

At this time, Jinhang opened his mouth wide, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and blood bubbles were still rising. His tongue was completely cut off, and there was no good piece of meat on his face.

In Xiao Yang's hand, he was holding a small piece of sharp blade fragments, like a blade, cutting pieces of flesh and blood from Jinhang's body bit by bit.

This scene made the white-robed chef feel nauseous and almost vomited.

Xiao Yang heard the white-robed guest calling him. He did not stop the movement in his hand, but slowly cut off the flesh and blood from Jinhang. He turned his head slightly, glanced at the white-robed guest, and spoke softly: "Is there anything wrong?"
Chapter completed!