.8du8.Chapter 582 is tragic, tens of millions of cannon fodder, rivers of blood. Author: I was out of town a few days ago. If everything goes well, I should be home today.

I hope I have enough time to code out tomorrow’s chapter.over

Kill] on the battlefield, with a long smile that shakes the sky.

"Hahaha, if the Wudao Chuan is invincible, you will only send the Martial Saint to die. Don't you have any other means?"

"Then I will teach you how to kill someone on my left!" This sound was like a violent storm hitting every corner of the battlefield.

With a squeaking sound, a pair of steel claws peeled off the heads of the two martial saints. The two martial saints could not bear the pain, so they howled crazily!

Zuo Wuzhou concentrated on it and shouted like thunder: "Hit! Hit again! Hit again!"

It is like a fierce tiger entering the flock of sheep, but with a punch and a kick, wherever it goes, there will be a bloody massacre.

A martial saint was whipped across the body by a leg. He screamed at the waist and was cut into two pieces. He was still alive, howling like a ghost and kept crawling on the ground with his upper body, grabbing at his own internal organs like crazy, trying to hold himself together]

In the body!

A punch hit the head of a martial saint, and it suddenly exploded like a smashed watermelon. Countless blood splashes appeared, and among the snowflakes, it was particularly hideous and terrifying.

Swinging, kicking, shoulder and knee collision, every part of the body has turned into the most brutal murder weapon. No martial saint can be an enemy of one, and no martial saint can keep the whole body intact.

corpse.

In fact, Zuo Wuzhou killed people so fast that the martial saints didn't even have a chance to be brave.

It's too fast and efficient.

Looking around the world, there is no one like Zuo Wuzhou, who has been through killings all his life and has been fortified by countless battles.

If compared to others, even in terms of food and clothing, Zuo Wuzhou is not as good as others. Fighting and killing are the only things he is good at. Zuo Wuzhou's skills and even communication skills are basically zero, and they have basically been forgotten.

Empty.

The only thing left, the only thing that has been honed to become more and more refined, is the unparalleled combat ability and killing efficiency.

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Gu Dingtian and other countless super saints locked onto Zuo Wuzhou in a shocking way, sensing his every move. The more so, the more shocking it was.

That kind of killing efficiency is so exquisite and terrifying.

Even if it is as strong as a super saint, it still makes my heart feel cold. It is simply like a humanoid killing machine. It can do anything you want and can't think of, and there is nothing you can do to use it.

Gu Dingtian and others' faces were getting pale, and as Zuo Wuzhou's cultivation became stronger and stronger, they would always use force to overwhelm others, and they rarely fought for a long time.

Those superb combat skills were rarely used. Therefore, Gu Dingtian and others had never seen such a thrilling fighting style.

It’s not that Zuo Wuzhou has forgotten those tactics, it’s actually that nowadays, no one can make Zuo Wuzhou use this set of tactics that combines tricks and skills. It’s better than Chuan Invincible, Zuo Wuzhou is still the same

It can be broken with force.

The Martial Saint who once stood overlooking the world and was looked up to and envied by Zuo Wuzhou has become extremely fragile today.

Regardless of whether they are wearing holy attire or not, they are all enemies of Zuo Wuzhou Yihe. A slap or a fist, no matter what they are wearing, will inevitably lead to death.

The martial saints who are considered to be the pinnacle of the next three days are like fragile glass figures, all of them are leaning on Zuo Wuzhou's fists and legs.

Li] broken] broken.

The two fists are unparalleled and can defeat the invincible opponents in the world!

Countless blood and endless broken limbs were flying and falling in the snowflakes all over the sky.

Zuo Wuzhou was like a prehistoric ferocious beast, charging at all costs with a passion, like the wind, and as fast as lightning, and the Jiaowu Sage could not catch him at all.

Gu Dingtian swallowed his saliva and shouted: "Show your soul! Quickly show your soul!"

Zhu Wudao's eyes flickered, with a fighting spirit and even a look of regret: "It's useless, he's too fast, even if the Martial Saint uses his spirit, it won't mean much to him!"

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"Hit, hit, hit again!"

A laughter full of evil spirits, whirling around with ease.

One word after another, spit out from Zuo Wuzhou's mouth, it's like a roll call from the God of Death. Once a person is called by name, he will surely die miserably if he doesn't even breathe.

There is no single enemy.

Zuo Wuzhou laughed wildly, his feet collapsed, and a canyon burst out of the earth. Along a straight line, more than a dozen martial saints didn't even have time to scream, and they exploded into piles of flesh and blood!

"That's it! Hahaha!" On the battlefield of laughter and killing, laughter and screams mixed into the most contradictory and weird sound, invading everyone's mind.

All Wudao and others' faces turned dark and they were furious!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As soon as he spread his wings, he flew like light and lightning, and exploded with a thunderous sound of breaking through the air. One after another, once the martial saints were hit by Zuo Wuzhou, who was flying rapidly, their whole bodies would be shattered and died.

Even if it is just knocked, it will be blown away involuntarily like a cannonball. When it hits a mountain, half of its life is already gone.

It is so powerful that it can kill the Martial Saint without using any action, just by the force of collision. It is really terrifying.

Especially when there was another collision, where Zuo Wuzhou hit, dozens of martial saints along the way let out painful howls, like thrown objects, flying around in the air, like cannonballs rumbling out!

This scene is extremely spectacular!

A burst of laughter broke out: "Hahaha, it's so happy, it's so happy. Zhu Wudao, you really have won my heart. You know that I haven't had a hearty battle in more than two hundred years. So many people are sent here this time, but they are here to replace me."

I warm up!"

The wild laughter seemed to shake the whole world: "It's so happy, so happy to kill!"

Every pore on Zuo Wuzhou's body seems to be releasing the pervasive smell of blood, and it seems to be releasing comfort and joy!

After washing away the depression of more than two hundred years, smelling the smell of killing and blood, Zuo Wuzhou was so happy and comfortable that he seemed to have no weight on his body, and he was so happy that he almost wanted to fly.

It's like the depths of my soul are rejoicing. I was born to fight and kill. No one can take away my last pleasure on this soul path. No one can!

I like this feeling, I like fighting, I like killing!

Come! The more you come, the better. Enemy of the world? I like it, because it will give me more opportunities to fight and kill!

I enjoy it!

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Kill kill kill!

The situation of the killing changed, the ghosts and gods were killed, the blood flowed into rivers, and the bones became mounds.

Countless limbs and bodies were piled on the ground. The ground was piled up in layers, so much so that no soil could be seen.

The blood kept spraying and pouring, dyeing every inch of the soil red. The blood even pooled into streams, flowing lower and into the river of the Grand Canyon, turning the river crimson.

Taking the God of Killing as my name, I feel happy. No matter how much I kill people, it doesn't matter if I kill people like crazy. It doesn't matter if I kill people all over the world!

Ever since Zuo Wuzhou joined the battlefield, more than a hundred martial saints were killed in just a short period of time.

Not long after, these Martial Saints, who were unwilling but actually forced to come, looked at the God of Death whose body was stained red with blood, and even the blood was dripping down.

The fear in my heart was maximized as countless lives were harvested. The last straw that broke the camel's back was put in place!

He is the devil, he is the god of death! We do not want to be enemies with the devil, we do not want to fight with the god of death, and we do not want to die!

Many martial saints were heartbroken. I don't know who screamed out the fear in their hearts, and turned around and ran away first. This escape immediately caused the psychological defense of all the martial saints to basically collapse!

No one wants to face such a vicious person, especially this person is a murderer who will never show any mercy!

Countless martial saints rumbled back and ran wildly, like scared chickens running away all over the mountains and plains!

The Wudao were filled with violence, and with a snap of their fingers, countless super saints surged up behind them, like copper walls and iron arms to intercept these fleeing martial saints!

Several super saints coldly made up their minds and struck out with one blow. A row of martial saints fell down like wheat, and their blood spurted into the sky like a fountain, mixing with the snowflakes, giving off a special feeling.

Beautiful cruelty!

Several super saints supervising the battle roared with murderous intent: "Turn around and fight, go back and fight! Whoever dares to escape will be killed by the nine tribes!"

This sound spread far and wide.

Countless martial saints who suffered psychological collapse were summoned back to their souls in the face of a barrage of cruel killings, stopping this large-scale rout like a wild dog.

Many martial saints looked helplessly at these cruel super saints in front of them. When they thought of the threat of killing the nine tribes, they howled loudly and braved their scalps to kill Zuo Wuzhou again!

How tragic, how tragic!

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A chilling gaze, scanning slowly!

Zuo Wuzhou stamped his foot, shaking the area for dozens of miles, and the roaring sound soared up to nine thousand miles: "Who will fight with me!"

Another roar: "Who dares to fight!"
To be continued...