"Go to die!" A warrior lifted up his steel gun and threw out the spear with the last bit of strength.

Xie Ling smiled coldly, without any rush, but poked out the bloody palm and slapped it casually. The steel gun stopped immediately, and then reversed the gun's submarine. The steel gun was traveling faster. The man in the tragic roar was spoiled by the steel gun thrown by himself and nailed to the wall.

Regardless of the tragic person, he wanted to let the person die in blood. Xie Ling still walked with confidence, like an old farmer, harvesting mature food. With such cruel means, fewer people in the inn gradually became.

Xie Ling's hands were as sharp as a blade, and his extremely fast method was bleeding. The hearts and livers dug out were put into the ice bucket, causing some women disguised as men to cry on the spot.

"Sir, save me." The woman dressed as a man was frightened.

Xie Ling saw the woman who was crying and she was in the rain: "Haha, it turned out to be a beautiful woman. It was a surprise. It seemed that she would have to keep you until the end and enjoy it."

"No, no." The woman shouted: "Senior brother save me."

The man beside the woman said something amazing: "Senior enjoy it, as long as I let me go, I am willing to make a cow and a horse for you."

"Senior Brother---you." The woman was shocked and heartbroken, saying, "I came out with you regardless of the family's stop. I didn't expect you to be such a person. I really misread you."

"Did you see me wrong? It's ridiculous." The man's eyes flashed with hatred: "Do you know that the shame I suffered in Yangjiabao is that they don't treat me as a human being. I hate the people of Yangjiabao. One day I will destroy your Yangjiabao."

"No, my brothers are just training you." The woman covered her mouth, unable to believe it.

"Hmph! Exercise me." The man furiously said, "You bitch, what do you know? Your good brothers will respect me. Since I returned to Yangjiabao with you, they have been humiliating me. They deserve to die."

"Have you said enough?" Xie Ling interrupted their conversation and said coldly: "I don't have any interest in knowing your grudges, but people like you can betray you at will. What's the use of you? Just die!"

After saying that, Xie Ling's body moved instantly, and he poked out his claws and penetrated the man's chest, killed him on the spot, and dug out his heart and liver.

"Senior has done so much that he is not afraid of the leaking news. Then---." said a man.

"You are not qualified to threaten me." Xie Ling sneered and said, "As long as you kill all of you, who will come here to investigate the wilderness? You will die without any corpses."

"Senior, I am from the Tieying Sect. As long as I let me go, Ieying Sect will be rewarded in the future." A man said with a fist.

"No matter what sect you are, killing you will increase my skills." Xie Ling looked at the living person with his hideous face and eyes as if he was a magic pill.

"Ah!" Xie Ling no longer delayed, his claws penetrated the other man, his whole arm penetrated, grabbed the heart that was still beating, and his shoulders shook, and his powerful internal force broke the man's body in half.

"Ah!" The claws turned into hand swords, slashing a man from his shoulders, leaving the heart in the heart nest, and then taking it out. The incision was not at all confused, which shows how exquisite the control of his own strength was.

“---.”

Everyone was desperate. Even though some people were tempted to resist, they had no choice but to have the cartilage in their bodies, their attacks were soft and weak, and they were quickly killed. The bloody aura in the inn soared into the sky, and all the people fell in the pool of blood. They died with their eyes closed. This place was like a purgatory on earth. They placed the ice bucket next to them and sat cross-legged to practice.

"brush!"

Suddenly, a cold light flew down from the stairs and came straight toward Xie Ling's back who was regulating his breath. The cold light tore the bloody aura all over the ground, and the cold murderous intent of throwing the sword immediately changed Xie Ling's expression.

Before she could turn around, she could only deal with it with her powerful skills. A sensation burst out from Xie Ling's back, and a flash of lightning flashed. With a sound, it blocked the sword, but it also made him. Before Xie Ling could breathe a sigh of relief, the flying sword pressed against the qi and slashed towards Xie Ling's throat.

Xie Ling's pupils shrank: "Taoist sword-controlling technique!"

The single palm shook on the ground and shot backwards, staring at the invisible sword. Because he saw the sword body at the light that had just passed by, and even if he couldn't see it, the sharp edge still made him feel it was right in front of him.

"Hmph!" Xie Ling snorted coldly. The Taoist master who had not appeared yet actually treated him as a monkey and let the long sword chase him.

With his arms spread, he turned up the two tables beside him. After a few touches, the table was instantly shattered under the slash of the long sword. Taking advantage of this gap, Xie Ling turned up and was about to rush up. Zhang Kaifeng appeared, rushed from the corner of the stairs, and hit Xie Ling's back hard, breaking a beam and pillar. The power was very powerful, directly pushing Xie Ling onto the wall. However, Xie Ling's body was like boneless, and more like a snake, slid out between his knees and pressed against the wall, staring at Zhang Kaifeng who was falling down with fierce eyes.

"Who are you and why do you know the Taoist sword control technique?" His gloomy eyes stared at the young man below. The sword control technique made him very afraid. Could it be that it was someone from the Taoist in the Central Plains?

"What, can't Taoist people not know how to control swords?" Zhang Kaifeng smiled and said, "If I say I come from your barbarians in Beiyuan, you can believe it."

Xie Ling, who had black blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth, didn't know whether it was the backlash of evil skills or another mystery, and was not angry at all by the sneak attack just now, and said calmly: "Hehe, are you the same barbarians? Don't you know that the barbarians believe in the strong, even the same clans will fight fiercely, devour each other and strengthen themselves. Didn't the Central Plains fight each other endlessly? Those people are not the same clans?"

Xie Ling, whose body seemed to have completely turned into a poisonous snake, swam on the wall and then swam onto a beam and pillar, with his feet nailed to the pillar. He showed excitement on his face, and the black blood on the corner of his mouth fell to the ground with his saliva, and said, "No matter who you are, look at your pure demonic energy, you must have practiced extremely high magic skills. Your heart and liver will definitely be extremely delicious after being tempered. I'm going to settle."

"Hehe." Xie Ling sneered several times and said, "As for your corpse? I will hang him on this desert. If I have good luck, it may dry up. If I have bad luck, I will be eaten up by the goshawks here!"

Zhang Kaifeng's expression was cold, but his eyes were extremely clear, and he was not caused by the murderous aura at all. Han Guangsword also turned back and landed in his sword sheath and placed it aside. Perhaps he did not see the expected despair and fear, and became angry. He rolled up his body, kicked the beam and pillar with his feet, and shot at the young man with his body. His murderous intent became even colder, because he saw the young man collecting his sword in the middle, which made him feel despised.

The two collided with each other, with huge collision force and air waves tumbling. The tables and chairs in the inn were blown away, and then they were stirred into a squeak. Zhang Kaifeng's back broke through the simple wall. Almost in an instant, Xie Ling, who was agile, hit a knee that was enough to break stones and iron when the inn wall was broken, was caught by Zhang Kaifeng. But who was Xie Ling? He reacted very quickly and punched Zhang Kaifeng's forehead. Zhang Kaifeng, who was swept back, reacted quickly and pointed a sword at the temple of the barbarian devil's forehead.

A man flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, landing heavily on the sand. The latter rotated in place for several times before stopping. Xie Ling's eyebrows were bleeding, and a blood-stained finger hole appeared on the wall above his left side, and stone dandruff fell down. The battle just now was almost done in an instant, without leaving any shedding power. But in the killing moves of both sides, Xie Ling was obviously more experienced and had one more move than Zhang Kaifeng. But Zhang Kaifeng was not inferior. He grasped that moment accurately. The sword light of the sword finger almost pierced Xie Ling's head. However, in such a dangerous fierce battle, both sides showed no embarrassment on their faces, and their eyebrows did not diminish at all. It can be seen that both of them wanted to decide this battle, but after this life and death temptation, they wanted to decide the outcome, and both of them clearly realized that it was impossible to decide so quickly.
Chapter completed!