Great Slaughter System

And the White Sword God who fought against Mie Wuqing was a well-known strongman from the Qingfeng Dynasty, named Feng Mo.

Feng Mo has a strong talent for swordsmanship. He practiced swordsmanship with his father who was a general since he was a child. At the age of twelve, he had become a mighty general in the army by relying on his superb swordsmanship. However, because the battles in the army are usually ordinary soldiers and battle formations, there are very few single-on-one battles between the strong.

Because Feng Mo has a special liking for the comprehension of sword techniques, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Although he is cold and arrogant, he can lower his head when he meets a sword master who is better than him, and humbly ask for advice. In the territory of the Qingfeng Dynasty, he has the reputation of his father.

The battle between Feng Mo and Mie Wuqing dates back to three years ago.

Mie Wuqing is bloodthirsty and ruthless. Feng Mo has a close friend who is both a teacher and a friend. When Feng Mo was not famous, that person even pointed out Feng Mo's difficulties on the road of cultivation. In this way, Feng Mo and that person became friends. The friendship between the two for more than ten years made the relationship between the two very deep.

But that man had a son who didn't inherit Feng Mo's inheritance of making friends at all. He only knew how to spend time and drink, was nostalgic for the place of fireworks, and didn't like martial arts.

By chance, that man's son had a dispute with a man, because of a woman, in the Qingfeng Dynasty's imperial city.

Behind the two are people with backgrounds. After getting to know each other, there was no big quarrel, and the matter was over.

But it was a coincidence that after that quarrel, the two were in a brothel again, and the two clashed again. Originally, neither of them had a good temper, but the dispute finally escalated, and the two sides fought.

Unfortunately, in the end, I don't know what happened. The son of Feng Mo's best friend unexpectedly killed that person by surprise.

This matter suddenly became a big deal.

The son of Feng Mo's best friend was just an ordinary person, and it was impossible to kill a martial artist who knew martial arts. However, that man was indeed punched by Feng Mo's best friend's son until he vomited blood and died.

Later when things spread, people found out that the son of Feng Mozhi's close friend, the person who killed was actually the disciple of Ghost Hand Mie Wuqing.

At this moment, everyone felt that if something big happened, Ghost Hand Mie was ruthless, cruel, and extremely protective of others, even if it was his disciple's fault, he would be unreasonable.

Now that Mie Wuqing's disciple is killed, he will definitely not let it go.

Feng Mo's best friend also knew that things might get serious, because his own strength was weaker and ruthless, so he had no choice but to send a letter to Feng Mo who was traveling far away, asking him to come back to help.

Feng Mo had just received a letter from his best friend, so he rushed all the way back. Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. On the day before he came back, none of his best friend's family escaped the clutches of the devil, and they were all slaughtered mercilessly.

When he saw the scene of the tragic death of his best friend's family, Feng Mo seemed to have a boundless killing intent brewing in his chest. He just asked someone to help his best friend collect the corpse. He began to look for traces of Qi Mie Wuqing.

Mie Wuqing also received the news that Feng Mo was looking for him, and then deliberately appeared to lure Feng Mo into the vast desert, and the two began to fight.

After Feng Mo stepped into the realm of good fortune, he created a set of peerless sword techniques called Heavenly Slashing Nine Judgments. Every time he cuts out, it seems to open up the world, and countless strange emotions are filled in people's hearts.

Despair, death, fear, all kinds of emotions that make people collapse, shroud the bottom of a person's heart, make people mentally disturbed, and 100% of their strength cannot be displayed at all.

And Mie Wuqing is not an ordinary person, but a strong man who has been famous longer than Feng Mo, with a penetrating Devil Weeping Art, with every move, he will summon countless ghosts and evil spirits, affecting people's minds.

Where the two of them passed, yellow sand rose up everywhere, and the aftermath of the sandstorm devoured everything. If the two fought in a crowded place, countless innocent people would die tragically.

The two had discovered the four of Shen Lang a long time ago, but they had no intention of stopping at all. Although they didn't know whether the four of Shen Lang were enemies or friends, Feng Mo's chest was already full of killing intent. Even if both sides were hurt, he would kill Mie Wuqing first.

And because of Feng Mo's difficulty, Mie Wuqing didn't dare to relax, so the two of them were dragged into the battle like this.

The gravel is like a dragon, covering the sky and the sun, rolling into the sky in circles, as if the most terrifying sandstorm is coming.

In the swirling hurricane of violent sand, there were faint black shadows. They were distorted, invisible and substanceless, with a gloomy air, screaming shrilly, and they kept rushing towards Feng Mo.

The light of Feng Mo's sword is like a dragon, traversing the sky and the earth. Those ghosts, once contaminated by the light of Feng Mo's sword, will turn into flying ash and dissipate in the sky and the earth.

Ghosts claim their lives

Mie Wuqing yelled angrily, and slapped it with his palm. Countless ghosts and ghosts appeared around him. After those ghosts and ghosts appeared, the yellow sand in the desert turned into powder, as if its vitality was drained.

The four of Shen Lang in the distance also felt that there was something that wanted to absorb the vitality in their bodies.

Shen Lang snorted coldly, and the suction dissipated immediately, as if it had never existed in the world.

Dijun, shall I kill him? The Taihuang looked at Mie Wuqing disdainfully. The Good Fortune Realm was indeed a strong man, but in the eyes of the Taihuang, he was no different from an ant.

Shen Lang smiled lightly, No need, wait until they finish fighting, don't you think it's interesting?

Shen Lang also wanted to laugh at all living beings as a chess watcher. Sometimes, watching chess is much more interesting than playing chess.

Although this Continent of the Gods is mysterious, with Shen Lang's current strength, he dare not say that he can walk across the Continent of the Gods, but it is basically the same. He just wants to know whether this Continent of the Gods is related to the heavens.

Immortals are all buried here, and who can say that this continent of the gods has nothing to do with the heavens.

Moreover, the Primordial True God who came to the Continent of the Gods is not only Guan Shengdi, where did those people go, why is there no news until now, are they plotting something, otherwise they would not be able to open up the cemetery of the gods and come here quietly.

No matter what purpose those ancient true gods had, Shen Lang wanted to intervene, and even Shen Lang felt that the appearance of Guan Shengdi was actually attracting people's attention and diverting the attention of those powerhouses in the Gods Continent.

If this is the case, he, Shen Lang, can also be the oriole.