Tianzong, demon Zong, Renzong!


    All the elders of the three sects were strong at the level of King Wu. Even if any of them had enough price, the six people were killed completely.


    Just in the blink of an eye, a bloody corpse appeared in front of the swordsman.


    But there is also a complete body, that is the body of turtle stone.


    At this time, only the ears and eyes of the other party''s body are normal, and every inch of the skin on the other body is scraped off.


    And all the tongues in the mouth disappeared.


    Blood continued to flow down from his body.


    Although Xu Qingru is arrogant and Bai Yuying has extraordinary strength, neither of them has seen such cruel means.


    They began to change in their eyes when they looked at the blood witch.


    "Yijianhao... If my guess is correct, you should be from Yijian family."


    "No... yes, I''m from Yijian family."


    The Witch of blood sneered and said:


    "Well, take these bastards away. Besides, the turtle stone hasn''t died yet. He needs to be tortured for three hours before his blood dries out and dies. Tell their family that they dare to insult my concubine. This is the end."


    Yijianhao felt his body trembling and looked at the death of all the friends around him. These friends are the descendants of the family who are not small in this sword city.


    God knows what an amazing wave this group of people will set off if they die.


    "Who the hell are you?"


    Yijianhao has begun to regret coming here. Looking at the blood witch, he asked in a trembling voice.


    "My name has been forgotten, but I like the name given to me by others - the Witch of blood!"


    Pa


    The fingers twitched constantly.


    Under a burst of intense pain, yijianhao''s fingers cramped because of excessive force.


    Blood witch!


    It''s the Witch of blood!


    In the whole Xuantian continent, Wuwang level strongmen are terrible people who are high above. These Wuwang level strongmen have different personalities, but some of them can''t be provoked even if they die.


    The Witch of blood is wrapped in it.


    The bloody hand Shura, the mysterious and poisonous woman, even no one knows her true face.


    God knows how this guy was provoked by himself.


    If he could, he really didn''t want to come here.


    "Get out!"


    A faint word, but the sword Hao woke up like an amnesty, flustered and hugged the turtle stone on the ground, which was still making bursts of sharp pain, and left here madly.


    "Why don''t you like my technique?"


    The blood witch''s face said poorly.


    Obviously, seeing ye Fantian staring at himself, he thought that the other party disliked his ruthlessness.


    Ye Fantian smiled and waved his hand:


    "No, it''s a very suitable means. If it''s me... Maybe a little harder."


    Looking at the broken wooden door, ye Fantian''s cold voice echoed slowly.


    In this Xuantian continent, we respect martial arts. If our strength is not strong enough, we need to be bullied. If we don''t have any means, the result is quite cruel.


    Especially after the event of Nangong dream, ye Fantian saw through this point.


    Slight movement of fingers:


    "But some things need to be done thoroughly."


    While talking, the white jade like body has quietly left here


    Every city has different buildings, and each building also symbolizes different forces.


    In a prosperous area of Jiandu, a very luxurious building stands proudly there.


    Outside the building, two giant stone carvings stand outside the gate of the mansion.


    The ferocious lion stone carving looks lifelike, with cruelty in its hegemony.


    This is the turtle family whose strength and power can not be underestimated in the sword city!


    "Hey, hey... Little beauty, come on, take this with you."


    The old man with green hair smiled and said to a girl who looked only eighteen or nine years old. But the smile was unspeakable.


    The maid servants who kept walking outside couldn''t help looking at the room with a look of disgust, but they dared to be angry.


    Because the people there are no others, it is the turtle tree, the owner of the turtle family.


    "Master... No more..."


    Looking at the mask on her face, the girl couldn''t help gasping.


    "Take it!"


    The turtle tree''s mouth roared coldly.


    "Yes..."


    The girl''s face could not help showing a timid look, and trembled to take over the mask handed over by the other party.


    Zizizi


    At the moment when the mask was put on, a terrible sound of Zizi appeared on the girl''s face, as if it were charred flesh.


    And the girl''s mouth couldn''t help shouting.


    "Hey, hey..."


    The turtle tree did not have the slightest pity, and did not take into account the scream from each other''s mouth.


    The painful cry lasted about two minutes before it stopped slowly.


    Later, the girl''s appearance had changed greatly. She was different from her original appearance, but her face was a quiet, virtuous and beautiful woman.


    "Jie... This mask is really good, Bai Bingyan. Do you know how much uncle likes you? As long as my son successfully marries it this time, uncle doesn''t need to replace it with this damn mask."


    As he spoke, he had put his hand towards the woman.


    "Master... The young master has an accident..."


    A sharp cry suddenly came out


    "Damn bastard, this mask only works for ten minutes at a time. Damn servant, if you don''t have a good reason, I''ll skin you today!"


    While talking, he patted the girl who had been in constant pain and said with a hehe smile:


    "Yan Yan, wait for uncle to come back..."


    He walked down quickly, and his mouth began to yell.


    "Master, it''s bad, it''s bad..."


    A servant ran up and shouted.


    Pa


    A slap hit him hard in the face:


    "Bastard, it''s not proper to yell!"


    "Master... Young master... Something happened to young master..."


    Fire and sword


    "Let''s talk about the specific deployment."


    Ye Fantian said faintly.


    "What I came to you to talk about today is this thing. In fact, I also got this martial arts contest."


    Baicaotian said with a bitter smile.


    "What do you mean?"


    Ye Fantian''s eyes showed a wisp of fine light and said.


    "I haven''t determined this at the beginning, but I really determined it after this swordsman. The hundred soldiers family will hold a martial arts contest soon, and the winner of the contest will become the son-in-law of the hundred soldiers family, and the bride is Bai Bingyan!"


    "What?!"


    Zhuge Mingjing could not help scolding.


    "Second brother!"


    Ye Fantian''s mouth roared in a low voice.


    "No... Brahma, you don''t understand. It''s impossible. Yan''er won''t agree. It''s impossible."


    "Second brother... No one told you that Bai Bingyan would agree to do so."


    Baicaotian''s eyelids turned over and said with a helpless wry smile.


    "What do you mean?"


    "The children of the big family have their own most helpless thing, which is their own lifelong thing. Although Bai Bingyan is very valued in the family, she can''t make decisions on her own life events."


    Ye Fantian judged and said.


    "Yes, that''s true. Especially now, all kinds of forces in the sword capital are developing continuously. Naturally, the Baibing family also needs to continue to spread their strength and power. Marriage is also the best thing. In particular, the ancestor of the Baibing family, Baibing Wujun, has not asked about the world. In fact, everything still needs their own."


    "Brahma, you must help me, you must help me!"


    Zhuge Mingjing has started to panic now.


    "It doesn''t matter. This hundred soldiers Yan is yours. No one can take it away. As long as you can be sure that this woman likes you, I will deal with each other even if I fight with that hundred soldiers Wu Jun."


    Ye Fantian said seriously.


    "Now I have to introduce the personnel of the martial arts competition. It is obviously imperative to recruit relatives. The strength of the second brother is now at the level of the great martial arts division level. It is rare to have a strong martial arts division level in his twenties, but the sword hero of the aristocratic family is your strong enemy."


    Zhuge Mingjing calmed down slowly:


    "Is the other party very strong?"


    Baicaotian took a deep breath:


    "Not that he is strong, but that his brother is strong!"


    During his speech, a rare look of horror and timidity appeared on his face and said:


    "In this sword City, the sword is respected. Among the hundred soldiers, the sword is unparalleled. Among all the young talents, one is the most prominent. He created his own sword formula at the age of 20 and achieved great sword skills at the age of 30. Since then, he has been closed to practice hard and left the Customs at the age of 40. He has become a strong man at the Dawu division level. One sword dominates and one sword dominates. He is called one sword hero!"


    "It doesn''t seem too strong to get a strong man at Dawu division level at the age of 40!"


    The Witch of blood said suspiciously.


    "Well, it''s not really strong, but if the other party can crush a three-point King level strong man with his supreme sword, beat back a three-point King level strong man with one sword, and even make the other party dare not move forward easily?"


    The people were shocked when he said this!