"Crazy, you crazy!" The elder couldn't help but curse, and retreated to the back with fear.

This woman was already red from her eyes!

He can no longer deal with her.

He had to escape, and if she was targeted, she would die!

Bent over and picked up the broken right arm on the ground, the elder tried to escape...

"Is it possible to leave?" Nangong Jiuer smiled a big smile on her face, and her rough and hoarse voice fell into the ears of the broken-armed elder, which was particularly harsh.

He didn't even have time to take two steps.

The back of my heart tightened.

The forcing momentum came up behind him.

He was so scared that he quickly raised his anger and wanted to run away...

Click...

Nangong Jiuer waved the machete and chopped off his other left arm...

Along with the broken arm held in his hand, he fell to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The elder finally couldn't bear the pain and knelt on the ground.

Blood, a continuous stream of blood flowed out from the broken arms on both sides.

His face was pale with the naked eye...

Staring at Nangong Jiuer with his bone-abdicated eyes...

"Bitch, ruined my arms, I will never end up with you!"

The elder shouted.

Since he didn't let him have a good life, then she wouldn't think about it.

Isn't it that easy to want his life?

The old man with broken arms sneered, and his aura suddenly surged!

"He wants to be powerful!" Mu Qianqian narrowed her eyes and reminded Nangong Jiuer.

"Then let's see if he explodes faster, or the knife in my hand is faster!" Nangong Jiuer hummed disdainfully.

He lifted the machete in his hand and ruthlessly chopped the old man's head.

Click...

With one knife, it was like peeling a watermelon and its head rolled to the ground.

The old man's erotic aura had not even been able to spread throughout his body, and it quickly faded like a ball with a cut mouth.

Dong!

The head that had fallen to the ground stared at her big hideous eyes and died with her eyes open.

Kill an elder.

Nangong Jiuer's eyes turned to the remaining people again.

These people are all at the peak of the Xuan level.

It's not enough to see Nangong Jiuer, the early stage of the imperial rank.

In addition, Nangong Jiuer was cruel in her way, so she was so scared that she hurriedly evacuated her few people.

Unfortunately, the entire Kong family became a ignited explosive barrel at this time.

escape?

Where to escape?

He was always paying attention to Mo Yan here, and with just one thought, the invisible barrier isolated the elders who were about to escape again.

Nangong Jiuer approached step by step, looking at the big knife she held in her hand, with blood flowing on the blade...

The pupils of several elders contracted, and they felt that they were not as good as the whole person.

Fear, fear, despair, swept across them.

They stood there, so anxious that they were almost crying.

"Are you scared?"

"When you held a sword and assassinated my tribe, did you ever think that today would be there?"

"Have you ever thought that those Nangong people who died tragically at your hands, those weak and innocent women and children, would you be afraid?"

"Cause and effect, retribution is unhappy!"

"Are you satisfied today?"

Nangong Jiuer was carrying a big knife, her face full of bone-eroding hatred...

His sharp eyes were like countless sharp knives, stabbing at these people.

Nangong Jiuer lifted up the machete, and his spiritual energy surged, and the surging spiritual power gathered in the blade...

"Die!" a blown shout.

Nangong Jiuer waved a huge machete and slashed at one of them.

There is nowhere to escape, coupled with the suppression of strength.

They have little power to resist.

"Go, spare your life..."

laugh!

The huge machete cut off half of the old man's body with one knife...

Blood gushed everywhere.

The strong and pungent smell of blood filled the entire scene.

Bright red, dazzling, bloody...

Nangong Jiuer seemed to be dancing on the bloody ground, waving the machete again and again, unscrupulously confiscating the lives of these people.

Screams, begging for mercy, sounds in my ears.

The scene was like purgatory.

The onlookers completely lost their voices and witnessed all this with fear.

horrible!

These people are so terrible, they are simply demons who kill without blinking...

The old man from the Kong family, who was like an old tree root, was shackled by the formation lights shot out by Dugu Jue.

With a few collisions.

He was scratched all over his body, his clothes were torn and barely hung on his body, and he looked extremely embarrassed...

"Who, who are you?" Such a powerful divine-level powerhouse is at least five stars.

He had never heard of it before today.

As a super family of the Hidden Clan, the Kong family has never wavered in its dominance.

who is he?

"You don't deserve to know who this God is!" Dugu Jue gently shook the folding fan, his pair of peach blossom eyes full of contempt.

A three-star powerhouse in a small world, killing him is as simple as killing an ant.

He didn't take it seriously.

...

Next to him, Nangong Yu was red in his eyes.

Kong Mingshan was pressed to the ground by him, and the cold sword in his hand was bit by bit, cutting off his muscles and bones in front of the Kong family...

Kong Mingshan bared his teeth and glared at him angrily: "You little brat, don't bully people too much!"

Nangong Yu's expression was indifferent, and he seemed to have not heard of his roar.

The tendons of the hand and foot were broken. Next, Nangong Yu stared at Kong Mingshan's chest...

Not only did his father pierce the heart with his sword that day, the sword blade was still stirring his father's chest a few times, and a large piece of meat was cut out...

Nangong Yu's eyes were eroding, and the sword in his palm stabbed forward...

He said that he would return the pain that was exerted on his loved ones ten times a hundred times.

A dull sound.
To be continued...