The numbness gradually spread from the right shoulder and instantly spread to the forearm. The sword in his hand became so heavy that although the white sect had quickly locked the acupoint, it could only be relieved for a moment. It would spread throughout the body in no time. At that time, they would not be able to hold on without them taking action.

Looking at the crowd surrounding him, he seemed to wish he could eat his flesh alive, a state of death, a state of death with no way out.

Emotions are dissipating, fatigue? Excitement? Despair?

All of them disappeared at this moment, the only thing left is kill!

Facing the sword that was slashing, Bai Zhi did not dodge or avoid it. The sword in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, blocking all the thousands of moves in one move, and the sword blades were split and one by one. No one could see clearly between the changes in reality and reality, and several people fell down in an instant.

Without any stop, Bai Shi Shuai was no different from a hundred people in front of his sword, because no one could keep up with Bai Shiu's speed, and no one's sword could keep up with his figure.

But one thing is that internal force. Under the limitation of poison, 80% of the internal force is used to suppress it, and only 20% remain. If it is not a ghost in body, even if the sword skills are so sophisticated, it will not be able to avoid this chaotic sword, and it will inevitably be chopped into meat sauce.

The inner Yuan attached to the sword, hidden but not released. Only when he had to kill, the sword energy was slashed out. But even so, the numbness in his body became stronger and stronger, and the reaction seemed to gradually slow down. The blades that could not touch them began to cut through their arms and backs, and blood soaked the collars of their clothes.

The black envoy wanted to help but couldn't come forward at all. The pressure from each person and sword in front of him was no less than that of the white envoy. The only thing he understood was one thing, which was hard to be good.

There is no consciousness, no emotion, even if his hands and feet are numb, even if his body is covered with scars, he is still ignorant and waving the sword blade like a mechanical one. In Bai Shi's eyes, these people are no longer alive, but foods to fill his desire to kill for a long time.

He fell to the ground one by one, and his eyes would not be kept for a moment. The sky in front of him was no longer grayish white, and blood red covered any place where his eyes were. Everyone seemed to be covered with blood in their eyes, like Shura, and rushed towards him with their teeth and claws.

"That's it. Master has been waiting for a long time, and I have been waiting for a long time, hahahaha." The masked man couldn't help laughing when he saw this. He didn't want to come forward, but he didn't know that these so-called martial arts people were so timid that they lost their interest.

"I can kill them all, why do you have to do it in the White Army?" Black Army asked coldly.

"No of these people have practiced martial arts for many years. Although their internal strength is not top-notch, they are not easy. Why are you and Bai Zi like killing chickens and slaughtering dogs? What is the difference?" The masked man pointed to the so-called martial arts people with ill-known questions.

Why am I better than them? Is this a problem?

"Why are they so weak after practicing hard for many years? Why are you and I better than them in just over ten years of practice? The most essential difference is the martial arts. Your sword skills and body skills are based on the master's skills, which are higher than their end point." The masked man relaxed his hand, and the sword in his palm actually hung up in the air, shooting straight away like an arrow from a string.

The head of the Kongtong Sect was struggling to deal with Bai Qiong. He said he was dealing with him, but in fact he was just hiding from everywhere to avoid Bai Qiong's sword. But the next moment, the vermilion sword pierced from the back of his head and instantly penetrated from the Tianling Cover. His whole head was shaken by the attached sword energy like a watermelon, and his blood and brains splattered all over the people around him.

When he waved again, the sword seemed to be spiritual, and returned to his hand again, without a trace of blood on the sword.

"Your body has enough yang spirit, and he is almost done. Go back with me to see Master later, don't make it difficult for me to do it." The masked man looked at the black messenger in front of him. If Master had not been destined, he would rather like to beat someone to death and take him back.

"You can try it." The black envoy sneered. He didn't care whether he could beat this person or not, but if he wanted to take Bai Envoy away, he would not blame him for turning against him.

The corpses everywhere were all over the ground, and only fear was left to hold their minds firmly.

"ah!"

Finally the first person, he threw away the sword in his hand and turned around to escape from this hell. If there is the first one, there will be the second one.

They don’t want to fight anymore, why do I continue to die?

Obviously not the opponent, why do you come?

Emotions are spreading, and more and more people are starting to run away.

No one wanted to continue to face Bai Qi, but Bai Qi did not want to let them go. Although his body had no sense of consciousness, his instinct still drove his sword, constantly swinging it out, and no longer had the energy to suppress the poison in his body. The sword energy was raging, and each of them accurately broke into their throats.

For a moment, only a group of people were standing still, with their eyes blank and blood all over their bodies.

Bai Qi looked at the sword in his hand, and endless fatigue surged into his heart. Finally, he broke free from his previous state. The feeling was like his mind sank into the bottom of the water. The person holding the sword was no longer a person in the true sense, but an evil ghost. At this moment, this evil ghost had killed enough and returned his body to himself again.

"Die...I'm all dead, I'm fine, hehe..." One of them clapped his hands happily, he widened his eyes and kept searching among the pile of corpses all over the ground.

"Master, Master, Master's wife, Junior Brother, Senior Brother... Hehe, they are all dead, okay..." He picked up a sword and stabbed into his chest. The corners of his mouth were filled with blood. He looked at Bai Jun, but laughed out loud, "You can't catch up with me, haha, you can't catch up with me!"

"What's wrong? Do you still sympathize with them?" The masked man had a very fast body movement and came to Bai Zhi in an instant.

"..." Bai Zhi did not respond to his words at all. At this moment, his inner self was inconsistent, but after a moment he recovered as before. The toxins in his body seemed to not exist at all, and his eyes were constantly changing between blur, hollow and cold.

"Are you... okay?" The black envoy was alert to the masked man and asked the white envoy. Even at this moment, he could not figure out what the white envoy was going on.

"Me?" Bai Qi chuckled. Of course he was fine. Although the battle just now exhausted his physical strength, the experience after being completely controlled by the inner demon also made him understand why so many life and death experiences were difficult to sink into the state of mind of the Seventh Sword. Only by forgetting yourself and not being bound by anything can you achieve the ultimate.

"Interesting, your sword seems to be different." The masked man looked at the white messenger in front of him and felt that it seemed different, and he couldn't say it. However, he was a sword cultivator, and this level of change could be hidden from those martial arts people, but he could not hide from his eyes.

"I asked my apprentice what the best is. It turns out that I didn't understand what the so-called gap is, but now I know. Putting aside all awareness, this is the gap between them and me, and it is also... the gap between you and me." Bai Jun's eyes once again turned from cold to empty, and the solemn intention was like a cold wind rushing.

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong!" The masked man shot the long sword in his hand, and his murderous intent suddenly arose.

The black envoy was about to take action, but the white envoy said, "No need, try the sword."

The two men suddenly disappeared from the spot. Although the masked man had a light mouth, he only had a solemn look under the veil. At this moment, Bai Zhi's sword intent was different from that of anyone he had met in the past. It was very dangerous, and his intuition told him.

The red internal force surrounded the body, and the long sword in his hand was slashed out like the wind. The speed was so fast that it was hard to see the naked eye. In an instant, there were countless swords, but the white envoy flashed and moved in the sword shadow. The three-foot soft sword actually followed his sword technique, penetrated through every gap, constantly stabbing towards him, and was shocked in his heart.

He quickly pulled back, but he retreated quickly, and Bai's sword was faster. In the blink of an eye, both sides had already handed over dozens of moves. In desperation, he retreated three points again. The cloak of the masked man was already in pieces, and countless shallow swords were injured all over his body.

"...Okay...Haha, okay, I can hurt me at this point, it's a pity. I yearn for a bigger world. No matter how good the opponent here is, it's just a mirror and water moon, and it's broken with just one touch." The masked man was not angry at all and laughed to the sky. He was afraid of the white messenger at this moment, and he was unwilling to try his sword with his body, and turned around and left.

The body that was already at the end of his strength could no longer stand. Bai Qi sat down slowly with his sword. He was about to go up to help him, but before his hand could touch it, the sword blade had already cut a shallow wound on his side face, and blood fell down his cheeks.

"I should have thought of it long ago, no, I have thought of it, but I have never made a decision." Bai Qi's eyes were empty, his tone was cold, and the sword blade was still pointing at the Black Envoy.

"I can't help myself. For those medicines, I must do it, otherwise you really think this place can help you suppress the evil spirit?" The black messenger did not dodge, and had no intention of resisting. If Bai tries really wanted to kill him, he would have nothing to say.

"I know that everything is caused by him, but after all, I have raised you and me for more than ten years. Even now, I can turn against you and not talk about old love, so how can I do anything to him? Just like the gap between these people and you and me, the gap between us and him is like a natural barrier." The black envoy smiled self-deprecatingly. He knew who his enemy was, but he had no choice but to do things for him for medicine. Isn't this the biggest irony? But even so, he can only endure it, otherwise he and Bai will die of madness due to martial arts within a month.

"If you can't kill him, what's the point of dying at his hands? It's better than being controlled by others." Bai Qi said lightly. His anger at the deception of the black messenger unknowingly dissipated and he couldn't stay in his mind for a moment.

"Then go find him, I don't understand something." The black envoy forced a smile, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to help Bai's envoy again. This time Bai's envoy did not refuse.
Chapter completed!