C478 Ambush

Article 478 Ambush

That piercing red, [Ambush] [Ambush] [Ambush] [Ambush] [Ambush] The sky that was dyed red was announcing the appearance of the Sword Pavilion to the world, and to the world that the Sword Pavilion was thriving! It was built from blood and fire!

When future generations talked about the Sword Pavilion, they would definitely think of this scene. One man and one sword fighting a hundred people!

Perhaps these opponents were insignificant compared to the future. They wouldn't even spare a glance at them. They were too weak! However, no matter what their future achievements would be, this first battle would still be recorded in the history of Sword Pavilion.

Without a doubt, this was the first battle of Sword Pavilion, and they were facing over a hundred blademasters. This kind of thing had to be decided from time to time. The current pavilion master was only a master swordsman, and even after transforming, he would only be a Great Sixth Level of Sword Master Stage. However, he was facing over a hundred master swordsmen!

This was a hundred times of the difference!

What did a hundred times mean? Two zeros had been added to the list.

"Bastard!"

Wang Zhi cursed in a low voice. The crowd dispersed, but the speed of the flying sword was too fast. Even Wang Zhi himself was much slower than it. At this rate, the only way was to die!

He looked around to see if there was a breakthrough. This situation could already be deduced what the outcome would be. He had already made up his mind - - - to escape!

However, very quickly, he retracted his gaze and lowered his head.

"F * ck you! Why are there so many people!? It's so dense!"

He realized that there were so many people surrounding him that they looked like a swarm of ants. Every corner of the room was filled with people. There was not even a single hole that could be drilled through!

Furthermore. . . He found something suspicious. It seemed like there were experts hiding in every corner of the room. They were from the Five Gangs and Nine Groups! These people gave him the feeling that they were trying to prevent him from escaping. Wang Zhi felt anxious. With his current condition, there was no way he could escape! The result would be death!

"Fuck Lu! What kind of mission did she give me! It's simply asking for my life!" He began to regret why he had accepted Lu's mission for such a small benefit. Was it a master swordsman? It was true, but this master swordsman was too terrifying! He also hated Lu. Why did you give me such a mission when you were perfectly fine? He had made up his mind to go back if there was a chance. He had to settle the score with Lu. He did not know if he would do that when he went back. Of course, the prerequisite was that he could go back alive.

Wang Zhi narrowed his eyes and kept scanning his eyes to see if he could use the method to return!

Suddenly.

His eyes lit up.

The young man in white was controlling the flying sword. It seemed like he had never moved since then! Could it be that when he used this strange flying sword technique, his body would be restricted? It had to be. How could such a heaven defying technique allow one to live if it was not restricted?

"Haha! The power of the flying sword is without a doubt powerful and bizarre. However, there must be something lacking as well. After all, there is no perfect object in this world!" Wang Zhi muttered to himself. With his own strength and sneak attack, he could totally kill him!

He had lost to White Clouthed Young Man in terms of physical strength and physical strength, but Wang Zhi didn't think that his overall strength was inferior to White Clouthed Young Man's.

"Let's do it!" Wang Zhi chuckled. His figure was like a shadow, touching the thing behind him.

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Jian Ao did not pay attention to this. His eyes followed the sword closely. Usually, one sword strike could take one to two lives. The gap between them was only a mere five to six seconds. He could not help but feel that the life of an ant was too weak!

However, Jian Ao would not have the slightest pity. They deserved to die!

Time passed minute by minute. Nearly fifty of them had died under Jian Ao's sword!

This was definitely the highest number and quality of deaths in the Chaotic Wind City in the past hundred years!

"The feeling of killing. . . Is really good!" Jian Ao suddenly had such a feeling in his heart.

He found that after using the Kill Gathering Spell, he liked killing more and more. He really liked it very much, as if it had been carved into his bones. It was very deep, and he felt uncomfortable as long as he didn't kill anyone.

If there was a powerful expert here, he would find out. . . The essence of the blood turned into strands of airflow that drifted out from the top of Jian Ao's skull. It circled around the Slaughter Sword Intent. Strangely, it kept a distance away from other things. It followed the flow and went down. Circles after cycles of circulation in the meridians were poured into the killing cyclone, increasing its content.

Fifty master swordsmen, regardless of whether it was in quantity or quality, were a huge amount of energy. With a kind of power of enlightenment, it pushed his cultivation base to increase.

Middle Stage Six, Late Stage Six, Peak Stage Six.

Boom!

The sixth phase of the Earth Barrier was broken with a loud bang. An extremely powerful true qi surged out like a large opening.

A Great Seventh Level of Sword Master Stage belonged to the late stage!

However, the slaughter was still going on. In other words, Jian Ao's cultivation base was still increasing. The only difference was that his speed was much slower than before. After all, at the end of the path of martial arts, one would have to pay a huge price to advance a small stage. It required a huge amount of energy. This was also the reason why the Killing Sword Sect was attacked by a group of people. The evil path was just a pretense.

The Qi of breaking through to the seventh stage was unleashed without any disguise, instantly causing countless people to be shocked. What the heck! Breaking through in a battle, what kind of situation was this? So powerful! Martial genius! A battle genius!

Everyone looked at Jian Ao and suddenly understood. Long Xing was too young! He was sixteen or seventeen years old. He had strength that even the older generation might not have.

It was no wonder that when geniuses were born in the ancient times, there was a famous saying that went, "The older generation will push the older generation, and the older generation will die on the beach. "

"Kill! Kill! Kill for me!" Jian Ao roared in his heart.

Due to his overly focused expression and the erosion of killing in his heart, he didn't even notice a shadow coming behind him!

"Go to hell!"

The figure behind him suddenly flashed a short blade. It was extremely sharp and could reflect light under the sunlight. Without looking at it, he stabbed down with his blade!

The figure had a smile on his face. It was the smile of a villain who had gotten what he wanted. It was as if under this saber, he would die without a doubt!

That was true. At this moment, Jian Ao had withdrawn his Genuine Qi Armor. Or rather, it should be said that he had been shattered by over a hundred Great Swordsmen. Who asked them to be so strong when they joined forces!

But this dagger could even cut through the body of the Fifth Rank Demonic Beast, let alone Jian Ao, who had lost his armor and revealed his true form!