Chapter 809: Drawing the sword and looking around, no one else

In the city, thousands of women were hung up and chopped off their hands and feet, leaving only those bodies like maggots, hanging in the air by iron chains inserted into the spine.

They are still conscious and in great pain, and are deliberately amplified by the spell to feel everything. At the same time, this spell will awaken the best moments in their memory and make them struggle between the happy memories of the past and the pain of the present.

People feed them every day, but they can't die even if they want to die. The crazy Twelve Lady was also joined in this ranks, which is called hanging meat.

In the distance, thousands of men and women were locked on rows of fences. The fence was made of thorns, as if they were alive, crawling up and down. Every time they crawled, the people screamed, and the thorns were constantly sucking their blood. This was called a blood cow.

Yu Zecheng drew his sword, and the sword light flashed. Under the sword light, the thorn fences were strangled inch by inch, making various screams, and all collapsed. The ropes on the backs of the flesh were all gone astray. These men and women were rescued by Yu Zecheng and placed on the ground.

The sirens roared, and huge light shields began to rise above the city, and fluctuations of vitality appeared in the distance.

Yu Zecheng looked at the hanging meat and blood cow under his feet, his eyes full of sorrow.

Those rescued people looked at Yu Zecheng's eyes full of expectations. Someone was shouting something in his mouth. The sounds gathered together to form a slap in the face. Yu Zecheng listened with his ears and only heard:

"Sir, be merciful, kill me."

"Kill me, kill me."

The supplication gradually gathered into the ocean, which was the thought of all of them.

Yu Zecheng said:

"I can save you and let you live freely in this world in the future, and no one can hurt you."

But the sound continued to ring:

"Sir, be merciful, kill me."

The best liberation for their death. They have completely lost the belief in life. Even if they return to their best life in the future, they have no meaning to them, so they are just seeking death.

Yu Zecheng sighed, and the sword light suddenly came together. In an instant, the two or three thousand lives suddenly disappeared. All the heart veins were shaken by the true essence and died silently.

After they died, a smile appeared on their faces. Death was their greatest happiness.

Looking at the smiles on these people's faces, Yu Zecheng had only hatred and murderous intentions in his heart, and he couldn't help but burst out crazy.

The murderous intent in my heart was extremely firm, so firm that it was completely unfeelable.

This is exactly the murderous intent of heaven, the stars move and the sleep. The earth brings murderous intent, the dragon and snake rise on the land. People bring murderous intent, the heaven and the earth turn over.

At this time, dozens of monks rushed over from afar, including the human monks and the aliens of Shitihuanin. They rushed over with a shout.

The sword light flashed, and they all shattered. Before it was shattered, flesh and blood collapsed inch by inch, allowing them to enjoy this most painful death.

Yu Zecheng walked in the city, the tall tower was destroyed with one sword, the huge city wall collapsed with one sword, and the straight road was broken with one sword.

Kill, kill, kill.

All monks, whether humans or Shitihuan, were killed, causing them the most painful death.

When he reached the center of the city, he saw that hundreds of monks had gathered on the opposite side, one of whom was Shitihuan's True Lord of the Nascent Soul.

He saw Yu Zecheng and shouted:

"Who are you and why..."

The sword light flashed, just a sword. Hundreds of monks, together with the True Lord of the Yuanying, all turned into countless fragments within the sword light and were all killed.

The Shitihuan Yin's Nascent Soul body was destroyed, and his body was surrounded by a sword light and suspended in the air. The sword light swallowed Shitihuan Yin's clone bit by bit, tortured it bit by bit, and slowly refined it.

Shi Tihuan continued to give birth to new clones. He was a ball of light, like the setting sun, which was wiped out bit by bit in Yu Zecheng's sword light.

He was making all kinds of sharp screams, as if he was asking for help, as if he was scared, as if he was screaming in pain.

Yu Zecheng walked up to him, tilted his head and looked at it, and said:

"Are you scared? Are you in pain? Enjoy slowly."

Turning around, Yu Zecheng left, no longer caring about the slowly destructive Shi Tihuanin. This is the punishment he deserves.

Yu Zecheng rose up with his sword and flew into the air. The huge shield was in the air. He suddenly had a sword, and the shield began to shake, and it was shaken continuously in this sword.

Yu Zecheng fired his sword again, one sword after another, and with the last blow, the shield immediately collapsed.

Then Yu Zecheng flew over the city, killing all the monks without leaving any one.

After a moment, he killed everything. Then Yu Zecheng looked into the distance, where the true energy fluctuations appeared and reinforcements came.

He rose up with his sword and ran around in the sky. There were a thousand reinforcements flying across the opposite side, including two of them. Yu Zecheng had countless ways to deal with them, just one sword.

Yu Zecheng broke into the enemy group, and blood flew in the air, screaming in pain, and the sword lights scattered. After a moment, two groups of sword lights remained in the air, slowly refining the Shitihuan tribe members.

Now Yu Zecheng is too lazy to do even to turn them into something under his command. When he sees them, he feels disgusted, and death is their best choice.

Thousands of people were killed, and another reinforcement appeared in the distance, with two thousand monks. Yu Zecheng's eyes lit up when he saw them. No matter how many Yuanying True Lords there were on the other side, he rushed over with his sword.

Fights continued to break out, and roars broke out over Gulang Island, Luzhou. Tianqing appeared again and again, and Yu Zecheng fought against a group of enemies and killed countless powerful enemies.

At the end, all the monks on Gulang Island in Luzhou were furious. They gathered together and there were tens of thousands of people flying towards the Zhuruokongwuzong Mountain Gate in the central mountain range on Gulang Island in Luzhou.

Among this group of people, there were nine Yuanying True Lords. They were originally reinforcements sent by the General Sect of the Mountain Gate of Zhuruokongwu Sect, but several people died in succession. They had to withdraw back to the headquarters of the Mountain Gate with other companions guarding the island.

From time to time, Yu Zecheng's sword appeared in front, back and forth between them. Every time he appeared, the sword light flashed, and more than ten people were killed, but they had no choice.

True Lord Huijin is the leader of these people. He connects the other eight tribesmen and collects their various energy on himself, fighting against Yu Zecheng who flies over every time.

This is the best way he can think of. He has been killed by Yu Zecheng, and no one dares to chase Yu Zecheng alone. Those brave tribe members who were chasing this guy never came back, so his solution is to connect everyone's energy together and fight against Yu Zecheng's continuous attacks.

As long as you return to the mountain gate and rely on the magic circle there to protect it, it will be completely safe. As long as the leader of Kongrong leads the army of soldiers from his clan to return, he will definitely be able to get rid of him. So now we can only insist that those who die in Fang Zheng are all the humans, and these pigs and sheep will die if they die for their masters.

In fact, what if other tribe members die? As long as they can escape, it is better than anything else. If it really doesn't work, as long as they can escape their companions' tribe members.

This thought appeared in his mind, which was absolutely impossible for Shi Tihuanin. For Shi Tihuanin, selfishness was the biggest crime.

However, after obtaining this Dharma body, such thoughts continued to appear. However, True Lord Huijin would not be so stupid that he confessed himself like other tribe members, conducted self-analysis, and obtained redemption, and finally he was refined and manufactured.

I am not that kind of fool. Looking at the powerful enemy in front of me, True Lord Hui Jin kept calculating. Suddenly, the strong enemy did not kill several people and leave like before, but rushed over in the face of the energy he gathered. He waved the ruthless sword light and rushed into the crowd, exploding with various divine thunders.

No, escape, Zhenjun Huijin was shocked suddenly, and the other seven tribesmen who were connected to him couldn't help but scream. They were stagnated for two breaths, which was enough to allow themselves to escape from this terrible sword light. Sorry, brothers, for the sake of the eldest brother, you can sacrifice it.

Yu Zecheng was in front of the false attack, and tried several times to relax the opponent's attention, instantly breaking through the powerful true energy pillar gathered by the opponent, then breaking into the enemy group, releasing the divine thunder, and starting to kill.

Under the control of Yu Zecheng Jiandao, the flying sword turned into the purest sharp edge. Wherever the sword light passed, it eliminated all chaos and cut off all chaos.

The sword light was clear. I saw the bottom of it. In the deepest part, what shone was still dazzling, with only one essence, without any impurities, and only the meaning of destruction.

The cold blade reflects thunder and fire, shining with light, accompanied by a whistle, the coldness is endless and can penetrate people's heart and lungs.

The sword light flew up and down among the ten thousand people, and then blood splattered everywhere, and countless blood mists rose.

The opponent's leader actually fled in an instant and fled far away. The eight Shitihuanin alien races who were connected with him were all in a short stagnation state, and the opportunity was rare. Jiandao instantly chose to kill these eight Shitihuanin alien races and let the escape leader go.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, Yu Zecheng rushed over with his sword, swung his sword to kill a Yuanying True Lord, just one sword, and kill another person, just one sword.

With one sword, they will break all the methods. Even if they are resisting and struggling desperately, under Yu Zecheng's natural swordsmanship, there is no meaning. There is only one ending, that is, death.

This is Tao follows nature. At this moment, Yu Zecheng finally understood the feeling of Tao follows nature in Huangniu Valley, Xuanyuan Hill.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng's sword art changed again. The Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light, Golden Light and Thunderbolt Escape. All the magic mastered by Yu Zecheng was integrated into this sword art. The real Tao follows nature. One sword breaks all the tricks and defeats the enemies in the world.

After the eight Yuanying True Lords were killed, Yu Zecheng began to chase and kill the escaped enemies everywhere, not letting go. In the end, the Yuanying True Lord who immediately made a decision escaped back to the mountain gate, and all the others were killed.

Drawing his sword and looking around, there is no more enemy to fight, and there is no more person standing in the wilderness.
Chapter completed!