Dominating Sword Immortal

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The blood butcher took a look at the leaves and dust. He wore a lunar white robe with a long sword at his waist. He was only about fifteen years old. He was sophisticated and handsome. His breath was pure. “Looks like a lot of people are about to take up this task. He just killed a Ziyang Zongnaimen disciple, and another Liuyun Zongnaimen disciple. Next time, are you coming to Nanluo Zongbeixue Village and the inner gate disciple of Emerald Valley? Unfortunately, you are dumber than him, knowing that I am a real medium-term martial artist, and trying to take my head off, I really don't know how to write a dead letter. ”

If Leaf dust is the late warrior of condensation, the blood butcher has no mind to do it, he will definitely take the road to escape, but from the fluctuation of the real qi, Leaf dust is just the early repair of condensation, even the peak has not been reached, although the real qi is a bit strange, purely sharp, like composed of countless small and invisible sharp blades, but not yet in his eyes.

The colour of the leaf dust surface remained unchanged. "It is obvious that the condensation realm was cultivated in the medium term, but it can be disguised as the peak of the early period of condensation realm. It must be some kind of auxiliary technique cultivated! I'm interested.”

This kind of auxiliary technique has little effect on strength improvement, but sometimes it has far more effect than strength itself, such as hiding one's own strength, waiting for the enemy to paralyze carelessly, suddenly counterattack back, can also depress one's cultivation, enter some ancient sites with forbidden cultivation.

Bloody Butcher frowned, the tone of tolerance made him feel a little crisis, something terrible seemed to happen, but as soon as the thought appeared, he denied it, how could it be, an early martial artist, even if he was a genius can't fight himself, the inner door disciple of North Snow Mountain is an example, let him be astonished, but it still fell into his own hands, thinking here, Bloody Butcher grinned: “The dead don't need to know so much, the earth explodes! ”

Unfinished, the blood butcher stamped his feet, the ground suddenly cracked, a pitch-black crack bent like lightning to extend to the location of the leaves.

immediately afterward!

loud explosion sound.

The finely shattered stone, like a dark instrument, spilled out sexually, covering more than eight lengths, and the buildings on both sides were suddenly filled with sores, and the people nearby were dressed as sieves, falling to the ground in horror and dying without meditation.

Looking at the explosion site, it has become a three-foot deep pit with no bones.

“Hahahaha..., my blood butcher wants you to die three more times. I will never leave you till five more times. In the next life, I will make sure to highlight the trick.” The Bloodhand Butcher has not been as happy in a long time as he is today. He killed two disciples in a row without the need to blow ashes. The only pity is that the other party was torn to pieces by the exploding force, and the gold ticket is definitely gone. After a slight heartache, the Bloodhand Butcher also wanted to open it. He already had millions of properties, and a little less had nothing to do with itching.

Back away from the far reaches of the river and lake solo face each other, this bloody butcher is too amazing! A warrior in the early stages of condensation couldn't even stop a move. The bones didn't exist. Fortunately, he didn't lose his mind before, otherwise he would be dead himself.

The blood butcher was about to bend over to search the body of the cloud dragon, a little sword light suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, the leaf dust dressed in the white robe of the moon seemed like a ghost in the sun, but with a dusty and vulgar temperament, it flashed from the front of his eyes at nearly instantaneous speed.

Puchi!

A bloody arrow burst out of the bloody butcher's neck, spraying out more than three metres away.

“You're not dead!” With every word the Bloody Butcher says, a lot of blood spills around his neck.

Standing behind the bloody butcher for five steps, Leaf dust took the sword into the sheath and faded away: “I wanted to say a few more words with you. Too bad! ”

Come on, Da!

The blood butcher's eyes flashed with self-derision, his head twisted, fell from his neck, and his body collapsed, and blood stained the mudstone plate.

Turn around and shake your head slightly.

If there is a real fair confrontation, he wants to kill the blood butcher at least three moves. After all, the strength of the other party is still on Choi Shiming, and in terms of cunning and creepy, neither Choi Shiming can compare. It's just that the blood butcher underestimated him from the beginning, and the underestimate is thorough. Otherwise, even if the sword of leaf dust can be hit, it will be blocked by the other party's protective qi, only slightly injured at the most.

Ye dust himself forgot a little, after cultivating the crane shadow steps, the speed is incredible, the blood butcher just wanted luck, it is too late.

The bloody butcher was cautious for the rest of his life, but at the last moment he was paralyzed. Of course, no matter how cautious he was, when Ye Dust decided to kill him, his life no longer belonged to him, which was absolute strength, absolute strength, irreparable.

Those who have not yet left the river and lake solo opens their mouths and is stunned.

All they saw was the leaf dust coming out of the sword, and then the bloody butcher's head fell off, and what happened in the fog.

Sword out, head down!

It's how crisp, how skillful.

Just like a hidden killer, not to do it is to do it, but to do it with the necessary human life, never to be left until the next time.

“This one, it's terrible!” A river and lake guest softly said.

"I saw the shadow of the North Snow Boy on him," another said. "He was also very young, and if he didn't do it, he would kill. ”

“But he wants to reach the realm of the North Snow Man, and one of his biggest opponents. ”

“Who?”

“Who else, Lynch, the third disciple of North Snow Mountain Village, is not particularly talented, but can always do things that are difficult for ordinary people. Ten knives defeated Wu Wanshan, one knife cut off the waterfall, and by virtue of the momentum scared the redbird, the master of North Snow Mountain Village determined that he is the most promising disciple of many disciples, even the North Snow Son has not received such evaluation. ”

“The knife! Are you kidding me? It is difficult for knives who have reached the realm to understand the knife intent. In case there is no survival, only the owner of the North Snow Mountain Estate has reached the realm by himself. ”

“What realm are you in, what realm is the owner of North Snow Villa, what can he say falsely? Besides, he just said most likely, not sure. ”

“That's true, but it's a lot less powerful than Lynch, and it's a long way to go to contrast him. ”

Jianghu customers talked and said their opinions.

Ye Dust did not hear these arguments and his attention was focused exclusively on the Bloody Butcher.

As a bounty prisoner, there is usually a lot of money, hundreds of taels of young people, many tens of thousands of taels and hundreds of thousands of taels are possible. This is also the place that makes the disciples of the sect crazy. After all, when luck comes, it can't be stopped, and you can become a rich man overnight.