Centenary Veteran: Hunting space to pick up cultivation

Xia Zhu stood on the pile of corpses, looking at the silver mask man who came out of the crowd, it was this hanging hair who was talking from the beginning, this guy should have the highest status in this group, or the person in charge of this siege plan!

He casually inserted his bloodthirsty into the chest of a corpse, and then said to the silver mask man: "Words, little miscellaneous, uh... You don't mind if I call you that, do you? I can't find a better word for those bastards who are trying to destroy the flame of civilization that we have worked so hard to preserve! "

"Don't mind!" The Silver Mask Man chuckled, "It's not you who calls me that anyway!" The first time you hear it, you will be angry, the second time, the third time, and then countless times, the more times, and you will get used to it! "

"Shamelessness is the greatest talent of you miscellaneous people!" Xia Zhu kicked a pouting corpse flat, and then sat on it with one butt, "In other words, little miscellaneous, why does your Holy Flame Sect want to kill me so much?" I seem to have cut you a little believer, and your current battle makes me think that I am some kind of hidden big man!" As for? "

"Not before today!" The silver mask man shook his head, "Originally, the Holy Sect really didn't take you seriously, an old man who had enough to eat and had nothing to do, and he took care of a matter of nosy business, and today's siege is even more opportune to the occasion, otherwise do you really think we put up such a big battle to kill you?" "

"That's it, I just said, I really thought that today's big change in the fortress was due to my own reasons, and I felt guilty for a long time for the old man!" Xia Zhu finally breathed a sigh of relief, he really wasn't a big person, and he didn't become a disaster star, otherwise he would really feel guilty.

"No, I haven't finished talking yet, I'm talking about before today, now that I've seen you, and I've seen you make a move, I can only say that you deserve such a big deal, and unfortunately tell you that if you walk out of this alley alive today, more Saint Sect members will come to you!" The Silver Mask Man's tone was more serious than ever, and it didn't look like a joke at all.

He was telling the truth, if all ten of their silver sieges failed in a while, then Xia Zhu would have killed more than a hundred people from the Holy Sect with the strength of only one person, and such hatred was already out of the sky, and his danger level within the Holy Sect would also increase sharply. This is both hatred and respect!

"Die forever?" Xia Zhu tilted his head and reached out to wipe the blood on his face.

"Never die!"

"Good! Then don't die! Come on! Let me try your colors, and I will see how a bunch of miscellaneous people have the courage to decide the future of mankind! Xia Zhu got up and pulled out his combat knife to be bloodthirsty.

All the silver mask people were also at this moment, and at the same time, the speed of the silver level was already fast to the extreme, especially the effect of the instant explosion, and it achieved the effect that was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people.

"Zheng~"

The moment the crowd collided, the combat knife groaned softly, Xia Zhu flew out upside down, his chest felt stuffy, and finally he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, this was the first time he suffered this kind of internal injury today. Like the kind of skin trauma he received in the fight just now, he didn't care about it at all, but no one dared to ignore this kind of internal injury, if he did this a few more times, he estimated that he would die here today.

Xia Zhu straightened his back, and the momentum on his body exploded with all his strength at this moment, eight hundred years of profound cultivation, like a deep force like the sea erupting in his body, stirring endlessly!

At the time of life and death, Xia Zhu had no reservations, and the unique coercion of the silver level was suddenly released, like a fierce beast that was shackled, and he could feel this coercion in a radius of one mile! Those bronze friars next to them, black iron friars trembled even more under this momentum!

Only then did they know that when this old man fought with them, he had never exerted his full strength from beginning to end, and this was his peak state!

"Come again!" This time, Xia Zhu reflexively took the initiative to face the ten silver-level cultivators, and only a trace of afterimages could be seen in the battlefield constantly flickering, blood splashed out from time to time, and I don't know who was injured, and the wind pressure brought by the sword made the eyes of the people around him unable to open!

Muffled snorts, roars, screams resounded into a ball, and broken swords shot out from the battle circle, straight into the stone wall of the alley, trembling and buzzing for a long time before stopping moving, I don't know how terrifying the power of slashing this knife is.

As the battle became more and more miserable, the first silver mask man flew out upside down, and his soft body slid on the ground for more than ten meters, dragging out a long blood print, and finally hit the wall before it could stop.

The bronze friar who was on standby went up to the rescue, and when he got closer, he saw clearly, there was no rescue, this person was stabbed in the chest, most of it was cut open, the heart had become two parts, holding a broken sword in his hand, and he was not blind!

The small battle group in the middle of the alley was like a bloody mill of flesh and blood, and from time to time there were blood and flesh splashes out, and even the walls on both sides of the alley were dyed red!

The half-dried blood on the ground began to blacken, and the fishy smell became more intense as the blood slowly solidified, making people want to gag!

Every few minutes, a person will be smashed out of the battle group, the body is even more tragic than the first body, all of them are mutilated, either losing half of their head, or their arms, thighs are broken, and complete human heads are swirling and flying out, and many corpses seem to have been cut alive with a knife!

The first, the second, the third... Everyone counted silently, until the ninth body, everyone was cold, in this short period of time, that devilish man had already killed nine senior deacons! Only the last person left!

The fierce battle circle finally returned to calm, and there were two people standing opposite each other on the battlefield, one was Xia Zhu and the other was the silver mask that led the way.

Both of them were in a miserable condition, Deacon Silver had been stabbed in the chest, his right shoulder was gone, and now he was holding a knife in his left hand, and blood kept pouring out from under the silver mask, staining the mask with blood.

Xia Zhu's condition is not much better, although there are no missing parts of his body at present, but there is a half-meter-long wound on his chest, which was almost split in half, and the wound is not visible on his back, because there is only a piece of rotten flesh left with blurred flesh and blood, which is very invisible. There were countless large and small wounds all over his body, and blood flowed down his body like a spring!

There are own, and there are enemy ones!

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