The sky darkened at some point, and a thunder blew across the sky, and heavy rain instantly rushed.

The heavy rain came so fast, and it was pouring down in less than ten minutes.

In the ancient temple of Tianning Temple, Bai Xiaosheng was still standing with his sword. The rain hit him, pouring him a cold heart. However, he seemed to be unconscious and just stood there. Seeing the sword in his hand, it was covered in blood. When the rain poured on, it turned red, just like the blood-red water on the ground.

Blood and corpses covered the ancient temple, like a hell of a forest, which was terrifying.

No one could imagine that more than 200 people died under Bai Xiaosheng's sword and became the dead soul under his sword. Bai Xiaosheng, why have you become an executioner?

Click!

The sound of muffled thunder came again, and the shining lightning broke through the earth in an instant, illuminating the sky. The light hit Bai Xiaosheng's face, and you could see the traces of blood on his face. It was as terrifying as he was bleeding along the rain.

Stepping... With another muffled thunder, the sound of horse hooves came from afar. Under the lightning, a large group of people rode horses and ran very fast. Not long after, they stopped outside the ancient temple of Tianning Temple.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the brigade of military horses was shocked, and the official in front even tightened his pupils. When he saw the man standing with a sword, he stood in the rain and let the rain hit him. His clothes were already gone, and there were still many holes hanging on them, as if they were quite embarrassed. But his murderous aura soared into the sky, making people dare not look at him.

At first glance, Ling Tuisi became sure that these people were killed by this sword-holder.

"You..." Ling Tuisi opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but Bai Xiaosheng's voice came faster, "You are also here for the treasure." His voice became colder, as if there was no emotion at all, and the slightly hoarse voice was like a devil's whisper in this weather, which made the soldiers take a step back.

Ling Tuisi's face looked even more ugly. His hand holding the hilt of the sword was tightly pressed, and it was blue and white.

With a click, lightning flashed the world. Behind Bai Xiaosheng, in the ancient temple of Tianning Temple, the light of the golden Buddha was still shining brightly. Ling Tuisi saw it, his fearful heart disappeared, and his whole body was filled with greed.

Ling Tuisi is a ruthless man. He is not only an official, but also a gang leader of a gang in the world. Later, he was destroyed by the Blood Knife Sect. He himself escaped and continued to be his high-ranking official. After he knew that Jingzhou might have a treasure, he even used countless money to make himself the prefect of Jingzhou, and he did it for several jobs.

What's even more sinister is that he buried his daughter alive for the sake of treasure. Such a person is afraid of Bai Xiaosheng and death, and he will not retreat under the temptation of money.

"Boy, you are so brave. You actually slaughter the people in the world like this, and you should be killed according to the crime!" Ling Tuisi shouted loudly, unsheathed his sword, pointing to Bai Xiaosheng from afar, "Brothers, come forward and take him down, regardless of life or death!"

The officials dismounted neatly, pulled out long swords from their waists, and quickly entered the temple. As they got closer, these people also saw the golden Buddha, whose faces were covered by greed.

Looking at these people's ugly appearance, Bai Xiaosheng's murderous intent became more and more powerful, and the murderous aura seemed to condense into a straight line on his sword.

"kill!"

He blew his mouth lightly, but the sound was like thunder, which made everyone stunned. This stunned many people lost their lives.

The black sword body merged into the darkness, and the tilted raindrops turned into a straight line, like a sword extension. With just one stroke, the water line was dyed red. The person in front fell to the ground in unison, blood sprayed on his neck, and was immediately washed away by the rain.

The first sword, the sword light flashes, the sword edge is cold, and the second sword, the sword is like a illusion, the person is like a shadow, the sword follows the person, and the person dies with the sword; the third sword, the sword light is breathing, the sword body is unstable, and one sword comes out, and the person is divided into pieces... This is a set of sword techniques, specially designed for killing people, and once the sword is produced, people will die under the sword.

There were about 300 officers in the army, and Baixiao gave birth to Nine Swords. After the Nine Swords, more than 200 people died. The rest were afraid. They were no longer tempted by the treasure. They wanted to live... So they ran away like crazy, not caring about Ling Tuisi's shouting at all.

Stepping... This is the sound of footsteps, Bai Xiaosheng's footsteps brought a burst of blood.

Ling Tuisi looked at the swordsman approaching, his throat twitched, and his face was frightened, and he wanted to run away, but the golden Buddha seemed to be able to fix himself, firmly seducing him, making him unable to escape.

Holding the sword, Ling Tui Si was trembling. He gritted his teeth and slashed the sword. His sword was very slow, like a child dancing with a big sword. Not to mention Bai Xiaosheng, even ordinary people could dodge. However, Bai Xiaosheng did not hide. He looked at the sword light quietly until the sword light stopped on his neck. Ling Tui Si widened his eyes and wanted to laugh. He felt that he was going to succeed... But the next moment, his throat was pierced by the long sword, and his whole eyes were dim and he fell to the ground weakly.

This is the tenth sword! This sword is enough as long as it is fast!

"Dad..." A woman in the distance saw Ling Tuisi falling to the ground and wailed. She ran over quickly and pounced on Ling Tuisi. Behind her, another man came over.

He was also wearing a prison uniform and had a big beard on his face. His hair was completely slapped on his face, making it difficult to see his face.

But Bai Xiaosheng recognized him!

"You are here too!"

He did not answer, but looked at the corpse at this point, with a look of fear in his eyes. His throat moved and said in shock: "Are these... these... these... these people killed?"

He couldn't believe it, or even believed it. The corpse on this place would be killed by this person!

Bai Xiaosheng looked at him and said without expression: "Yes!"

"You...you...you are crazy..." Ding Dian widened his eyes and squeezed out a few words. He didn't know how to say or what to say. How many corpses were there on this place? He couldn't count them, but only saw the blood on the ground, like hell.

"Ling Tuisi is dead! The world is not suitable for you, please leave!" Bai Xiaosheng's tone seemed to relax. He turned his head and stopped Ding Dian, but returned to the temple and stood with a sword.

Outside the temple, Ding Dian was also standing with a numb expression on his face. There was only Ling Shuanghua's crying, but the crying was intermittent in the heavy rain, and when it reached the ears of the two, it was no longer heard.

Ding Dian left anyway and took Ling Shuanghua away! If he didn't leave, what could he do? Will he avenge Ling Tuisi? He hated Ling Tuisi himself, so how could he avenge? Ling Shuanghua was a sensible woman, so naturally he would not ask Ding Dian to do this. Moreover, the soberness in the temple was too terrible, it was a dead body on the ground! This is enough to show how terrible the person holding the sword was.

She just died of her father and didn't want the person she liked to die too!

So, she left with her father's body!

They left and the heavy rain also stopped. The heavy rain fell for about a quarter of an hour. During this quarter of an hour, hundreds of corpses were added in the temple, making the place look even more weird and terrifying.

As the sunlight comes out, black air seems to be floating above the ancient temple. Will it be the wronged soul of a human?

For seven consecutive days, Bai Xiaosheng stood in the temple, and there were many people coming here in these seven days. There were three waves on the first day, and more on the second day. People from all directions came, but on the third day, there was no decrease in people. Until the seventh day, no one came.

Everyone who came died under Bai Xiaosheng's sword.

How many people are there? Bai Xiaosheng didn't count, and there was only one word in his mind, kill! In the past few days, he threw everything aside, remembered only the word "kill" in his heart, and urged his own murderous intent to the greatest extent. He didn't care about how many people he killed. But later when he asked someone to bury the corpses, a villager counted, and there were a total of 2,736 corpses here.

In seven days, two thousand,736 people died, and they were all killed under one sword. It was terrible! Fear!

Seven days ago, who did you hate the most in the world? It was the Blood Knife Sect! It was the Blood Knife Ancestor! Because they did everything they did! But seven days later, the one who hated and feared the most in the world became Bai Xiaosheng, the best swordsman in white.

And this Tianning Temple has also become a dead place in the world. The huge pit of thousands of people outside the temple made everyone afraid to get close, for fear of being killed by the wronged souls of the four people in the pit. Therefore, rumors of haunted came soon here.

As for the treasures of Tianning Temple, everyone said that they were taken away by Bai Xiaosheng! Because he started killing for that batch of treasures!

They didn't know that the treasure was still in Tianning Temple, and Bai Xiaosheng did not continue to stay. Seven days later, he went south! Here, he killed many people, including the Blood Sword Sect, Nan Si Qi Zhi Iron Knife and Wang Xiaotian. These two guys were not good people. They came for the treasure, so they died under Bai Xiaosheng's sword.

In these seven days, he has mastered the sword of killing!

Killing sword! It is not a sword technique, but a sword technique that only kills people! The sword technique is always a killer, but the best killing is the mystery of the price! The seven-day killing allowed Bai Xiaosheng to understand the mystery, and thus created the thirteen-style killing sword.

These thirteen-style sword techniques are definitely his most ruthless, ruthless, lonely sword techniques, and his most powerful sword techniques. However, this is a set of killing sword techniques, a set of sword techniques that integrates all his killing intentions and murderous intentions. Together with the sword techniques, it will definitely kill people.

But, has the sword of killing come to an end?

No, absolutely not! When he achieved the thirteenth style of killing, he thought of Yan Shisan's thirteen Death Sword. The thirteen Death Sword is called the thirteenth Sword, but in fact there is the 14th Sword and the 15th Sword. Didn't Xie Xiaofeng realize a higher level by breaking away from the 15th Sword and death? That is probably the 16th Sword!

His killing sword is the same as the principle of the Thirteen Death Swords, so there will definitely be higher sword techniques. But he knows that it is useless to continue killing. A higher sword technique and realm no longer requires killing, but what is needed is enlightenment!

Therefore, he no longer cared about Tianning Temple and stood up and went south.

This time he was destined to cause a bloody storm again!
Chapter completed!