Zhutian Avenue

The night black wind screamed loudly, and blood flowed into rivers and mountains.

Xue Chaoyang stood with his hands overlooking the burning cottage.

捕 The arrests he led were all elites of the two states, and naturally he was able to catch the last group of black people.

Between the iron mountain ridges, many catchers were already carrying swords and stepping out of the pool of blood.

"Animal! An animal!"

A bald big man tied to a pool of blood was stricken, looking up at Xue Chaoyang, and yelled angrily:

"Xue Chaoyang, Lao Tzu, your 18th generation ancestor !!!"

"Jack!"

Yi Yi catches his eyebrows and screams, stepping on his spine, listening to the sound of "click", stepping on his spine:

"Damn mess!"

"噗!"

The bald-headed man spit a blood on the cold, blood-stained ground and spit himself out: "Xue Chaoyang, I will never let you go!"

"Chou Ling, you should know what this place is doing to keep your dog's life"

Xue Chaoyang's eyes were cold and cold, and he opened his voice indifferently:

说 "Stop it, and said that this seat gives you a happy death."

"Hahaha! I am!"

The bald-headed man laughed and yelled: "You dogs must kill if you want to kill them. It is impossible for Laozi to slander Huangjue Temple!"

"Sully?"

Xue Chaoyang sneered, but didn't say much, waved slightly:

"Come fast."

Among the many arrests, one stepped forward and bowed:

"Master, the villain was originally from a butcher, but the swordmanship is average, but the swordmanship is not bad."

"Can fishing nets be needed?"

Xue Chaoyang asked.

"No."

Jain quickly bowed slightly and said:

"Before three thousand six hundred knives, if he lost his breath, his subordinates would make up the remaining knives on themselves."

"Very good."

Xue Chaoyang nodded slightly, and turned to Qiu Ling, saying:

"If you talk about the dirt and dirt in Huangjue Temple at this time, let me talk and keep your body."

"Xue Chaoyang !!!"

Qiu Ling trembled, her face was a bit distorted:

"You must not die! You must die!"

"Go ahead."

Xue Chaoyang's eyes were indifferent.

"Yes!"

Sui Nai quickly moved, the two-foot short knife was already in his hand, and slowly walked towards Qiu Ling.

"Hahaha! What a six-door, it's really insightful!"

Suddenly, a long laugh broke through the night sky.

I was shocked by all the arrests.

I looked around, and saw a white coat floating in the crimson night, ghostly swept across the sky, and fell on an old tree outside the cottage.

Xuan Yao separated by a hundred feet and looked at Xue Chaoyang.

The white man held the sword in both hands, looking cold.

He is tall and straight, with long hair and shoulders on his shoulders.

Even with a sneer, there was a hint of laziness on his face.

"Wu Liusan, can you finally make it?"

Among the crowd, only Xue Chaoyang was not surprised. It seemed that he had already known who came.

"A lone thief, Wu Liusan ?!"

All of them were all moving.

六 Wu Liusan, originally a son of Dafeng squire, was a seven-year-old middle-aged boy. He was admitted to the thirteenth thirteen. Unfortunately, he lost his place three times afterwards. .

He did not pick flowers, did not kill people, did not touch the house of goodness, only robbed the evil squire, and even committed a major crime in Beijing. He was arrested by six doors for more than ten years.

Because of his excellent work, he repeatedly escaped hunting.

六 Wu Liusan didn't answer, and looked at Qiu Ling with a dim look:

"It's late for my brother."

He has a relationship with Qiu Leng, but it was only when Qiu Leng never fell into the grass that he broke his connection after hearing his evil deeds.

I heard this and listened to the spirits and entered the Huayan Mountains. I saw the fire rushing from Jianzhi Peak from a distance.

He was unwilling to come forward, but he did not expect Xue Chaoyang to torture Ling Chi, but he couldn't help it.

"Brother Wu is not too late, not too late!"

Wu Chouling shed blood and tears in his eyes:

"The day I was expelled from Huangjue Temple, it's time to die. It's enough to see you before I die! You're not an opponent of these beasts, let's go!"

"You are wicked, you **** it."

Wu Liusan turned his eyes and looked at Xue Chaoyang:

只是 "It's just that you're going to kill every door and torture Ling Chi, but is it too much? Xue Mingxian!"

"What's wrong?"

Xue Chaoyang replied:

"The peasants still need to eradicate their roots. This is the country's method of killing the country. Even if the means are a bit cruel, who can say that I am not?"

"Very good."

六 Wu Liusan's eyes cooled down: "I know that Xue Chaoyang's life is like nothing, no house, no wife, no children, not even apprentices, but there are no family members who can catch these fast."

Wu Liusan sighed in his heart.

Of the six major arrests of the six doors, only Xue Chaoyang is the most surly.

His people do not love gold and silver jewellery, they do not love the rich and powerful, no relatives, no children, no apprentices.

Thirty years ago, a thief held hostage to his father and brother and only released him once. He ignored the situation and left his father and brother to death on the street.

Since then, no one has threatened him.

"Wu Liusan!"

"what do you want to do?"

In the cottage, many catchers changed color.

No one jumped out of the stone, most of them also have friends and relatives.

Xue Chaoyang's face sank:

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know."

Wu Liusan looked calm and looked at Xue Chaoyang more than a hundred feet away: "Since the cottages are dead, Wu has no intention of interfering with the six doors, but I am old with Qiu Ling, and ca n’t sit back and watch her miserable Ling Ling . "

"You killed him at this time, the whole corpse gave me, Wu turned around and left!"

"Xue Mousheng has never been threatened. Even if my father and brother fall into the enemy's hands, if I don't do it, then you are worthy to threaten me?"

Xue Chaoyang chuckled, and calmly ordered:

"Cut out!"

"Yes!"

In the cottage, the catching face was struggling for a moment, and he bit his teeth forward, and the knife flashed, already cutting a knife on Qiu Ling's right chest.

If you do n’t realize it, you just look out of the cottage:

"Brother Wu is leaving, but it's just dead, what's the matter ..."

未 Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed, and his tongue had been cut off!

Wu Wusan three eyes light and cold:

"Very good, Xue Chaoyang, you are good!"

"Ming Tang, what happened afterwards, proceed as planned ..."

潮 Xue Chaoyang glanced at the indifferent Ming Tang among the crowd, and spread the sound.

He then issued a long howling tremor for several miles. Between the roar of airflow, he suddenly jumped dozens of feet, and pulled a stern black line in the middle of the night.

"Come, don't go!"

Boom!

Outside the cottage, the air flow exploded.

Wu Haojiang was so full of anger, that many old trees were broken by the earthquake.

For a few moments, the blood blew through the sky.

"Xue Chaoyang! Your Sirius Seven Magic Swords are really powerful, but you can't kill me!"

After a groan, Baiyi rushed across the forest and made a long howl:

"But my Wu Liusan is not dead, you don't want to sleep peacefully in the future!"

The mountain swayed tremblingly, like the roar of a dragon, the old trees lined up and broken in the mountains, and the earth boiled and stirred, rising like a curtain.

Xue Chaoyang's eyes are cold:

"You, then, die!"

The two men drifted away one after the other.

There was silence in the fierce cottage where the fire was shining.

大 "Sir, three thousand six hundred swords have been cut."

In front of Wu Mingtang, Arrest quickly bowed.

"So hard bones ..."

Wu Mingtang snorted softly, saying:

"Go, it's time to act."

"Sir, we really want to ..."

A catch and stop talking.

"Dare you question the Lord's order?"

Tong Mingtang's eyes were cold.

"Don't dare to subordinate, but, just for us, I'm afraid I can't catch it ..."

Suddenly a little bitter smile.

There are thousands of martial arts people entering the mountains this time, ten times more than them, and many of them are experts.

"Do you think it's just us?"

Tong Mingtang's eyes were faint.

........

In the dense forest, there was constant slaughter, and a dull scream sounded from time to time.

之中 In the crimson night, a group of night pedestrians shuttled between the mountains and forests, holding swords across swords, acting like ghosts, killing people when they saw them.

血 Blood bleeds over the blue sword.

"Who the **** are you? You will kill me without injustice?"

A figure wolverine fled, making a roar from time to time, trying to attract others.

His body is extremely fast and his movements are extremely sensitive. He travels through the forest like a civet cat, but his complexion is full of despair.

The filigree of paralysis spread over the wound of his midknives, and his speed was slowly decreasing.

Behind him, the group of black men was like a ghost, but the speed was not much slower than him. Gradually, they were about to catch up.

He was in despair, and his eyes lit up, and he saw a flicker of fire in the mountains and forests in the distance.

In my heart's surprise, I made a little more effort, a few leaps, and ran towards the fire.

At the same time, the internal force is pulsating, and a lion and tiger sound is issued:

"Friend in front, I am Kunshan Xu Da, someone chased me down, save me!"

Between life and death, Xu Da's voice shook the forest.

カ 嚓 ~

The big tree embraced by the two of them was broken by Xu Da. He crawled through the jungle, looked up, and couldn't help but froze.

On the open space between the mountains and forests, dozens of people in black sitting around the campfire plate turned their heads.

Even the black mask couldn't hide the meaning of the people's faces ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He noticed that among the crowd was the tall figure sitting beside the campfire, sitting cross-legged.

The man's majestic body, which could not be covered by black clothes, stood upright, his face hidden in the shadow under the black cloak.

In front of him, a dark and heavy Zhang Er pistol stood. Under the night wind, the spear seemed to be buzzing like a spirit.

"I......."

Xu Xu was so desperate that a blade of light fell from the sky and pierced his heart.

When he was dying, he saw a man in black kneeling to the ground, his hoarse voice said:

"Master Tuoba, in this mountain forest, more than thirty people have been killed, none of them escaped ..."

Master Tuoba?

Is it the light of the six doors?

Are these people actually court people?

Xu Xu struggled twice in vain, his breath cut off.

"Good job, but now, I am not Tuoba Zhongguang, but ..."

The low voice turned into grandeur.

As he suddenly got up, holding his spear, it was already loud like a bronze bell:

"An Qisheng!"

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