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The snow was as bright as a silver rainbow, and the silver light seemed to be the only one, instantly occupying their minds and not giving them any reaction.

puff puff puff

For a moment, no one could see clearly that more than 20 blood flowers bloomed at the same time.

As fast as ever, as cold as ever.

More than 20 heads staring at each other, all dazed, flew up together, spectacular and frightening, these people never saw the person who killed them until their death.

The disciples of the Songshan School, although many people have seen the horror of that person, but seeing this scene at this moment, their pupils are still shrinking, and their backs are chilled.

Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and Lehou had seen Ji Wushang terrifying with their own eyes. They were not as calm as they appeared, and they were cautious in their hearts.

In such a situation, how could they not understand that not only did the kid not get poisoned by them, but he was still alive and well and did not see a downturn.

It is expected that the kid's blood will decline, and it will not be possible to recover in a short time. Although his strength is terrifying, there should not be a few percent left at this time.

Unexpectedly, what they saw at the moment was diametrically opposite to what they imagined. The sword glow was even more terrifying than what they saw that day. It was really contrary to common sense.

However, there was no way out at this time, Ding Mianxing suppressed his uneasiness and shouted without hesitation: "Go up, let's do it together!"

He knew that the kid's killing speed was terrifying unparalleled. If he was one step late, he would kill and injure countless disciples in vain.

Behind him, Lu Bo and Lehou had also seen Ji Wushang's horror, and immediately rushed out. Several other Taibao showed fierce faces, and they all followed.

At the same time, Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, Sima De, and a group of disciples who followed the vanguard had just realized that more than 20 fellow disciples had died in front of them. It was so strange that they couldn't imagine it, and their hair stood on end.

However, it was only then that the fear began to spread.

But seeing that silver light swept through the space, it was extremely strange, and it killed him in person.

Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, and Sima De changed their faces at the same time, and shouted in unison. The three long swords were equally swift, like lightning flashes, and they intercepted them.

"die!"

It's a pity that the silver light was faster, like a dream, disappeared suddenly, and appeared behind them again, passing between them easily.

Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, and Sima De collided with their swords upright, and then the three of them collapsed into dozens of pieces, and the blood of their internal organs scattered all over the place.

Weird and terrifying, creepy.

At that moment, no one knew how many swords they were beheaded.

For Ji Wushang, the enemy, whether a second-rate martial artist or a first-rate master, kills with a single sword, which is the most fair.

Chapter 20, Evil Sword Shura

In this moment, the other twenty disciples who followed Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, and Sima De were all killed by Ji Wushang.

Inside and outside the inn, whether they were watching the excitement or secretly peeping, they saw that the Songshan faction was aggressive at this time, but a third of them died in a short time, and they were dumbfounded and shocked.

Those disciples of the Songshan faction are not ordinary hooligans. Every one of them is also a leader in the second-rate. There is usually one, who dares to compliment them, but at this moment they are like beasts being slaughtered and their bodies separated.

What's more, the three dead Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, and Sima De were already well-known top underworld masters when they were not captured by the Songshan faction in their early years.

For a time, countless eyes looked at Ji Wushang, and his scalp was numb.

"Little bastard, you are courting death!" Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and Lehou saw their disciples being killed, they wanted to go mad and became furious.

"Everyone step back!"

Ding Mian yelled and drove away the disciples, and the three attacked Ji Wushang.

Having seen Ji Wushang's evil and fast sword, they would not be foolish to slam into them. The three of them formed a pinch attack, and their palms burst out.

The world's martial arts is only fast, if they are not as fast as Ji Wushang, but who says they can't break the law with force, Ji Wushang's sunflower infuriating energy is mysterious, but it is not enough to accumulate, with the three of them adding up a hundred years of skill , enough to crush.

Attacking one's weaknesses with one's own strengths is the right way.

"Boy, take it easy, hand over the sword of exorcism, spare you from dying!"

The terrifying and majestic palm force struck from the air, and the energy burst and surged.

Ji Wushang naturally saw the advantages and disadvantages, and he had suffered losses before, so he couldn't touch it head-on, but at this time there was no one beside him, just like that day, he could use Stenda as a meat shield.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, he wanted to turn around again, but saw that the other Taibao sealed the way.

"Damn little beast, dare to kill my Songshan faction!"

The golden-haired lion Gao Kexin had blood-red eyes, shouted loudly, like a lion, and his long sword turned into a rainbow, killing Ji Wushang, majestic and domineering, and incomparably cold.

On both sides of his body, two sword lights were extremely fast, and the angle was strange, besieging Ji Wushang, it was the white-headed fairy Weng Bu Shen and the bald eagle Sha Tianjiang.

Deng Rengong followed the three of them, his whip danced wildly like a snake, hiding and not firing, swept the back line, and replaced the three to attack at any time.

The martial arts of these four people can be regarded as unparalleled in the rivers and lakes, but at this time, in front of Ji Wushang, they did not dare to be careless, for fear of following in the footsteps of Zhao Sihai, Zhang Jingchao, and Sima De, their martial arts might not be much higher than those three people. .

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back. If they don't retreat, they will be seriously injured by Ding Mian and the three big Songyang palms. Gao Jinxin and the four cooperated in tacit understanding to kill them together, which is not as careless as Zhao Sihai and the three of them. It is also tricky to prepare. .

Even if he was dragged by these four people for a minute and a half, Ji Wushang was sure that Da Songyang's palm behind him would land on his back dozens of times in a row.

Murder is imminent, there is nowhere to escape.

Inside and outside the inn, countless eyes saw that the seven great security guards shot at the same time, the killing intent was terrifying, like a boundless forest, all of them lost their voices.

However, Ji Wushang's face did not show panic, unexpectedly, like a ghost, he shot at Gao Jinxin, hitting the majestic sword light.

Clang!