A large golden-winged eagle screamed and fought down, and its sharp iron claws scratched bloody wounds on the erect head of a sword-backed wolf. The sword-backed wolf raised its head and howled fiercely, a sharp golden light spurted out from its mouth, and the golden-winged eagle flew high quickly, its iron claws protecting the vital parts of its abdomen. Both claws were hit by the sharp light, and they were immediately damaged and bleeding. Screams continued, hovering in the air, and I didn't dare to pounce down rashly.
The wolf's eyes on the back of the sword were gleaming with fierceness as it approached the man opposite. The hairs on its neck were as sharp as iron needles, and its mouth revealed its pale fangs. The man was covered in blood, holding his long sword on the ground. There were twelve sword-backed wolf corpses lying in random directions around him, some of which were still bleeding. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The sword-backed wolf is a third-level low-level spiritual beast, and its strength is equivalent to the strength in the early stage of foundation establishment. However, this man was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he actually killed twelve sword-backed wolves, which is really shocking. At this time, the man was obviously at the end of his strength. His body was covered with scars, and the wounds on his shoulders even exposed bones. Despite this, the man who could not even stand still firmly grasped the flying sword in his hand, his eyes were calm and cold, and his heroic sword eyebrows had a hint of evil.
The sword-backed wolf hated the human being in front of him. His wife, children, and subordinates all died under the sword of this madman. That's right, he was a madman, an out-and-out madman. He came from all the way to the south of the mountain range to kill, and as many as eight hundred spiritual beasts died under his sword. He was a typical madman butcher.
The green wolf on the back of the sword had a hateful and cold look in his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a golden blade, taking it straight to the man's throat. The man raised his sword horizontally to avoid blocking the golden blade. His wrist shook and he could no longer hold the flying sword steadily. The wolf on the back of the sword let out a sharp roar, and kicked the ground hard with its powerful legs. The sword stab on its back drew an arc of cold light, and its sharp teeth bit into the man's throat. There was no trace of panic in the man's eyes, and his body fell backwards, as if he had been slapped by the front paws of a sword-backed wolf. The wolf on the back of the sword passed over the man's chest. When the man turned his right hand, a sharp dagger appeared. The sword flashed across like a sword, and blood spattered.
The belly of the wolf on the back of the sword was the weakest defense point on the ground. The man cut it open with a knife, and blood and intestines spurted out.
Ouch! The sword-backed wolf let out a shrill scream, passed over the man's head and fell to the ground, wailing and writhing, its bloody intestines dragging its internal organs and tumbling. The man with a bloody face struggled to stand up, picked up the flying sword and ended the pain of the wolf on the back of the sword, and then fell to the ground without strength and gasping for air. The golden-winged eagle flew low in the sky, hovering above the man's head and chirping low, his eyes full of concern. The man simply bandaged the wound, took two healing pills, picked up his sword and continued moving forward.
The man has been entering this mountain range for three months. He is fighting every moment and wandering between life and death every day. It is not that he wants to die, but because he wants to live, he needs to be strong, and he needs strong power. Protect the people you care about.
As he hiked through this mountain range, he had no way out. He had to either kill all the spiritual beasts he encountered, or be killed by the spiritual beasts and have their bones buried here. In order to be able to break through, he even carried a special elixir to attract spiritual beasts to attack. This behavior was undoubtedly seeking death in the eyes of outsiders.
In the sunset, a sword walks alone!
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The Shao Family Villa was filled with joy, and all the maidservants were busy decorating the courtyards in preparation for Miss Shao Min's wedding in three days. The eldest lady is going to marry the rising star of the Chaos Pavilion, He Mijian. Mr. He has formed a golden elixir at the age of twenty-five or six. He has outstanding talent and is an elite disciple of the second-rate Chaos Pavilion. His future prospects are limitless. It is really great that the eldest lady can marry him. What a great blessing, it is also a blessing for the Shao family.
In the courtyard of the west wing, Shao Min glared at the two female cultivators from the Chaos Pavilion and yelled: "Go away, this is the Shao family, not your Chaos Pavilion. I can go wherever I want!"
Two Chaos Pavilion female cultivators stopped in front of Shao Min and sneered fearlessly: "Miss Shao Min, you will marry Senior Brother He in three days. At this time, you should stay in the hospital obediently!"
"How dare you, this is the Shao family, who do you think it is your turn to boss around?" the maid next to Shao Min, Chuchen, yelled angrily.
The two female cultivators from the Chaos Pavilion glared sharply and cursed: "Despicable maid, you have no right to speak here, get out of here!" A burst of spiritual power slammed into Zhan Chen.
Shao Min couldn't help but his expression suddenly changed. Zhan Chen was just a little maid in the middle stage of spirit refining. The opponent's heavy blow was clearly intended to kill her. She couldn't help but feel frightened and angry. She stood in front of Zhan Chen in a flash, using her spiritual power. surge out.
Bang! The female cultivator from the Chaos Pavilion who took action was immediately knocked out, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air. Shao Min is a genius who has cultivated in the Feng family for many years, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the later stage of foundation building. He was angry that this female cultivator from the Chaos Pavilion was cruel, so he fought back mercilessly.
The remaining female cultivator from the Chaos Pavilion showed a hint of fear when she saw this, and quickly retreated, guarding against Shao Min's sudden attack. The injured female cultivator glared at Shao Min angrily, and threatened with anger: "Shao Min, if you dare to hurt the disciples of Chaos Pavilion, do you want your Shao family to be exterminated?"
Shao Min snorted contemptuously, walked out of the hospital, and shouted coldly: "Who dares to stop me? Kill!"
The two female cultivators from the Chaos Pavilion couldn't help but suffocated. They actually didn't dare to stop them. They made a face to relieve their anger and cursed: "Watchdog!"
The two Chaos Pavilion female cultivators immediately sharpened their eyes and stared at Zhan Chen with resentment. However, when Shao Min glanced at him, they immediately gave up the idea of taking action. Their cultivation was not as good as that of Ning Yun, and they were just asking for trouble.
"Where are you going, Miss Shao?" A man came out of the door and blocked the way, with a gloomy sneer on his face. It was none other than He Mijian.
The two female cultivators from the Chaos Pavilion suddenly stood upright and shouted: "Senior Brother He, Shao Min forced his way out and even injured us!"
"Shut up, you useless piece of trash!" He Mijian shouted coldly. The two female cultivators were upset and stepped aside angrily. Shao Min's baby face with a bit of baby fat flashed with anger, and he shouted: "Get out of the way, it's not your turn to control where I go!"
He Mijian stared at Shao Min's seductive body wrapped in tight leather clothes, and sneered: "We will be husband and wife soon, do you think I can control it?"
Shao Min's face turned pale, her eyebrows raised, and she said coldly: "I will never marry you!"
He Mijian stretched out three fingers and said cheerfully: "Whether you want it or not, you will be my He Mijian's woman in three days!"
"Fart, I won't marry you even if I die!" Shao Min shouted tremblingly.
He Mijian sneered: "Your father has already promised our Pavilion Master about this. Hey, I'm not afraid to tell you. This is the last chance the Pavilion Master will give you to the Shao family. If you don't care about the Shao family being wiped out, just go and die!"
Shao Min's face turned a little pale, and his towering peaks were undulating with anger. He Mijian looked greedily at the seductive scenery on Shao Min's chest and said proudly: "Miss Shao Min is not only beautiful, but also has a great figure. Her breasts are perky and her butt is perky. I'm looking forward to the wedding night in three days' time!"
Shao Min's baby face suddenly turned red, and he was furious. With the full moon scimitar in his hand, he screamed and rushed towards He Muzian, slashing his throat fiercely. He Mijian smiled contemptuously, Jin Danqi's momentum dropped, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm, hitting Shao Min in the chest.
Although Shao Min was in the late stage of foundation building of the wind element, her speed was still a bit lower than that of the golden elixir. He Mukian's palm came first, knocking her away and slamming into a Tunling tree.
"Miss!" Zhachen exclaimed and rushed forward to help Shao Min up.
He Mijian took some time to smell his palm and said, "It feels good!"
There was blood at the corner of Shao Min's mouth, and he stared at He Mijian, and said coldly: "He, wait, I will kill you sooner or later!"
A flash of murderous intent flashed in He Mujan's eyes, and he forced himself forward with a grin. Zaichen hurriedly stood in front of Shao Min and said in horror: "What do you want to do, get out of here!"
"I don't know whether to live or die!" He Mujan waved his hand casually, and Zachen screamed and flew away. He fell to the ground and coughed out a mouthful of blood, then stopped moving.
The two Chaos Pavilion female cultivators gloated and sneered at each other, this dead girl has really become a dead girl!
"Zhachen!" Shao Min cried out sadly, with deep hatred in his eyes. He activated the Wind Step and slashed at He Mujan's head with a knife: "Evil thief, I will fight with you!"
He Mijian easily dodged it, and his spiritual power suddenly released, causing Shao Min to slow down due to pressure. He Mijian made a lightning move and strangled her neck. He clasped Shao Min's wrist with his left hand and shook it, sending the Full Moon Scimitar flying away.
"If you don't want a toast or a fine drink, Shao Min, it's not enough to even attack me!" He Mujian pressed Shao Min against the tree and said sternly. Shao Min's face turned red from suppressing it, and his eyes almost burst out of fire.
He Mujan couldn't help but became furious and said with a ferocious smile: "Do you want to escape and find Shangguan Yu, that loser? Hey, I promised Shangguan Yu last time that as long as he can beat me, I will give you back to him. Tsk, tsk, very good It’s a pity that this trash doesn’t dare to show up yet!”
"Brother Shangguan will definitely come!" Shao Min said loudly.
He Mujan sneered: "I hope he comes too, hehe, if he dares to come, you will have the chance to watch him die under my sword!"
Shao Min was trembling with anger, and He Mijian laughed heartily. His eyes fell on Shao Min's buttocks. The leather pants were wrapped like a ripe melon, pressing against the tree body to squeeze out a surprising arc. A flash of desire flashed in He Mujan's eyes, and he said with an evil smile: "You will be my woman as soon as possible, and you can do it early or late. I will take your body today to prevent you from running out and following that coward Guan Yu. I’m a cuckold!”
Shao Min was shocked and angry, and shouted: "He Mujan, if you dare to touch me, you will be dead. Don't forget that behind the Zhengtian Gate is the Immortal Cultivator Guild!"
He Mu sneered and said: "So what, the Immortal Cultivator Guild can still care about my wife!" After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Shao Min's plump breasts!
"He Mijian, you beast, let go of my sister!" A loud shout came, and a sharp sword slashed He Mujan.
He Mijian was shocked. It was absolutely impossible for Shaowen to make such a slash. He hurriedly let go and rolled away in embarrassment.
Shao Qian and Shao Wen, their father and son, were seen standing not far away. Shao Wen was blazing with anger, while Shao Qian had a gloomy face. Shao Min's eyes turned red, and she ran over and threw herself into Shao Qian's arms: "Dad, kill this beast!"
He Mijian brushed the dust off his clothes, smiled lightly and said to Shao Qian: "Father-in-law, my son-in-law is just playing around with Minmin!"
Shao Qian said calmly with a gloomy face: "He Mujan, Min'er will marry you in three days, so why rush!"
"What my father-in-law said is that my son-in-law is resigning!" He Mujian laughed arrogantly and left the yard. He turned back to the two female disciples of the Chaos Pavilion and shouted: "Watch carefully!"
"Dad, are you going to let that beast go like this?" Shaowen shouted angrily.
Shao Qian glared at him and scolded: "Shut up, dad has his own opinions!"
"Your idea is to marry your sister to He Mijian, beg for mercy from Chaos Pavilion, and be a loyal dog!" Shaowen said coldly with red eyes.
Snapped! Shaowen got a slap on the face and it suddenly became red and swollen!
Shao Min couldn't help being shocked: "Brother!"
Shao Qian was so angry that his long beard trembled. He pointed at Shaowen and cursed tremblingly: "You... unfilial and rebellious son, what are you going to do for your father? Fight with the Chaos Pavilion and eventually bring about the destruction of the entire family?"
Shaowen covered his face and said loudly and fearlessly: "If I were you, even if I fight with Chaos Pavilion to die together, I will not marry Minmin to someone named He. I don't have a cowardly father like you!" After speaking, Hong said He ran out with his eyes open.
"Brother!" Shao Min wanted to chase him out, but was stopped by two female cultivators from the Chaos Pavilion.
Shao Qian looked at Zhan Chen in the pool of blood, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the setting sun stretched his figure, which looked a little rickety.
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