The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 317 The battle begins (third update)
The body was split into two, which was shocking, and the strong smell of blood permeated the air, making people feel horrified.

"who is it!"

Everyone shouted in horror, panicked for a while, and their psychological defenses were gradually collapsing.

This is simply crushing, the battle has not yet started, and four of them have already died.

"This sword..."

Ouyang De clenched his fists, his eyes were trembling, and his nerves were almost stretched into a line.

This sword, whether it is speed or strength, has reached the extreme.

He couldn't help thinking, if it was him, would he be able to escape the sword?

Even if you can escape, how much price should you pay?
He took a deep breath, this is... a big crisis!
The eyes of Chen Hao and Ding Zhen are full of fiery fighting intent, the battle of life and death can make people become stronger at the fastest speed, isn't it?
"Congratulations, son!"

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, those people on the opposite side suddenly knelt down, looking in awe.

Immediately afterwards, figures descended one after another, their auras were not as strong as those of the seven who appeared earlier, they should be one level lower, but they were not weaker than some casual cultivators.

They were divided into two rows and knelt on one knee, as if they were welcoming someone's arrival.

At this time, a golden sedan chair appeared in the air, carried by six women in white clothes. They had beautiful faces, but their expressions were numb, like puppets.

There was a young man sitting on the sedan chair. He had a handsome face, his dark eyes were indifferent but sharp, and his skin was so fair that even women would envy him.

The proud son fell slowly, he tapped his toes, and the whole person soared into the air. He was dressed in white, with a feather fan and a scarf, like a Confucian scholar with unparalleled talents in ancient times.

However, there was a long sword hanging around his waist, and the sword was not out of its sheath, but it still exuded a scalp-numbing sword intent.

"The sword just now was cut by him?"

Wan Changfeng had a dignified expression. This seemingly young man exuded an aura that even he felt was dangerous.

He landed steadily on the ground, with a demeanor like a fairy, in the entertainment industry he is simply a male god among male gods.

"Killing all of you, most of the nourishment will be enough." The man in white swept across the crowd lightly and murmured.

Wan Changfeng's ear was amazing, and he immediately caught the key word "nutrition", "Are you guys with those people?"

The man in white's eyes moved, "You mean the old man with the magic knife?"

Wan Changfeng nodded, "That's right."

The man in white asked again: "You killed them?"

Wan Changfeng didn't answer, "What exactly is 'nutrient'?"

The man in white said lightly: "The dead don't need to know too much, do it."

With the sound of the last word falling, the battle begins!
The man in white didn't participate in the battle, but sat back in the sedan chair, watching the battle calmly, and the maids on the left and right even fed him grapes, leisurely and indifferently.

He had planned for this day for a long time.

People from the Xuanxu Sect came here, and there were also scattered cultivators gathered here, which happened to be the last part of the nourishment that was missing.

As the young master of Tianmo Valley, Ming Yu, he took the initiative to accept this task from his father.

He brought seven cadres, fifty elite disciples, and this place has a unique terrain. Today... there will be no survivors here!

Boom!
The dull sound like a bronze bell reverberated, and the short man held a giant hammer and found a suitable opponent for him.

The golden bell appeared on Zhu Gang's body, the divine pattern flowed, and the defense power was raised to the extreme. The muscles like pouring molten iron swelled high, full of explosive power, and shook the opponent hard.

"Hehe, little fat man, come play with sister?"

"Little handsome guy, why don't we find a place to talk about life?"

The seductive twin sisters found Chen Hao and Ding Zhen. Their abilities seemed to be sound waves, which could directly affect people's spirits.

Ding Zhen and Chen Hao were in a trance, as if they had been hit, and their figures were shaky.

The twin sisters looked at each other and saw the banter and sarcasm in each other's eyes. They were really two weak-willed people.

Under their guidance, Chen Hao and the two slowly walked towards the cliff not far away.

"Brother, you and I are about the same age, why not let me be your opponent?"

The rickety old man leaning on crutches walked up to Wan Changfeng tremblingly, and smiled kindly.

Wan Changfeng didn't speak, he responded with actions.

boom!
The fist wind exploded with amazing power. The rickety old man leaped lightly, but dexterously dodged it, and then pretended to touch his chest, "Brother, say something before you do it, so I can be mentally prepared."

Wan Changfeng ignored him and continued to attack...

On the other side, fifty elite disciples surrounded the rest of the casual cultivators, their swords were radiating and their sword intent was surging, if not for Ouyang De's leadership, they would have been easily defeated.

The four elders of Xuanxuzong stood around Ling Yu, saying that they would kill all those who came to bother him, as atonement for the disciples of Xuanxuzong who offended him.

Ling Yu didn't express his opinion, but just sat in the original position, indifferently, in the eyes of the four people, he acquiesced in their behavior.

"Is he a very important person? He can be protected by the four of you, hehe, it's interesting." The man shrouded in black shadow came up, and four black lines spread out from his feet, and he quickly walked towards the four of them.

"However, this also shows that the person inside is a weak person, doesn't it?"

The ground under Ling Yu's feet suddenly cracked, and a cone-shaped head shot out from the ground, with a sharp cold light shining on the top, which was actually covered with a layer of metal. If it was stabbed head-on, it would either die or be disabled!

"Leave it to me, sir!"

Hu Dao actually ignored the black shadow man's attack, and drew his sword to slash at the sharp cone's head. Xiang Chenyu was his apprentice, so he had to do more things in exchange for Ling Yu's complete forgiveness.

"Is he really that important?"

A joking and mocking voice sounded, it was the man who had been hiding in the air earlier and was discovered by Hu Dao.

But now that he was serious, Hu Dao only heard his voice, but could not see him. At the moment when the blade was about to slash Jian Jian's head, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and scarlet blood shot out.

"hateful!"

Hu Dao's hand holding the knife lost strength, and he could only watch helplessly as that sharp head turned towards Ling Yu without doing anything.

He secretly sighed, while feeling unwilling for himself, he also mourned silently for that pointed head.

boom!
Accompanied by a dull sound, the pointed head burst like a watermelon, splashing out a large amount of red and white mixture, and splashing on everyone around.

Only Ling Yu sat quietly, untouched, as if nothing had happened.

"how so!"

There was a sound of exclamation in the air, and the invisible man revealed his figure under the fluctuating mood. Hu Dao's intact hand held the handle of the saber again, and slashed out.

"what!"

There were two miserable screams.

(End of this chapter)