The Deity of War

Chapter 92: Men should kill

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"not good!"

Qi Ying immediately realized something was wrong, and at this moment, a huge force came from above, directly hitting the surface, and the cave suddenly collapsed.

Bang!

Amidst the smoke and dust, Qi Ying broke through the soil and jumped up high.

Boom bang bang!

Immediately, he felt countless attacks coming towards him.

The blood-gilded armor was activated, and while protecting the whole body with a shield of true energy, Qi Ying drew out the blood-dropping Zhanlu Sword and slashed it with a sudden slash.

Bang!

Most of the attacks were offset, but the powerful impact still sent Qi Ying flying backwards.

At this time, Qi Ying discovered what was around him—at least thirty warriors, most of whom were warriors from the Duan family group, were within a few dozen feet nearby. In addition, there was another man wearing fish scale armor with an aura. Terrible young man.

Another spiritual martial artist!

"escape!"

Qi Ying immediately confirmed this idea.

But.

No one allowed him to escape, especially Takari.

Qi Ying was about to run away when he suddenly felt a pain in his calf. When he lowered his head, he saw a red blood wolf shadow, which actually penetrated the infuriating shield outside the body and bit his left calf directly!

Martial spirit!

"roll!"

Qi Ying knew something was wrong, so he clenched his fist with his left hand and smashed it with a powerful force, which landed on the head of the blood wolf shadow, and the latter released his mouth.

"superior!"

"Don't let him escape again!"

Duan family warriors came one after another.

"he's mine!"

A voice suddenly rose into the sky!

A golden light flashed like a shooting star, but it was Feng Hemu coming through the sky.

Duan Lang's eyes narrowed: "Feng Dutong! Capture Qi Ying together, and I will give you enough of his tokens! You will definitely be able to enter Yunxiao Academy!"

Feng Hemu smiled mockingly: "Would I believe your lies?"

Boom!

A golden fist shadow fell among the Duan family warriors, sending several people flying.

"Shark Wall!"

While scolding the ungrateful Feng Hemu, Duan Lang shouted at Tian Shou: "Tian Dutong, stop Feng Hemu! Let's deal with Qi Ying!"

Feng Hemu is undoubtedly a big trouble, and he will definitely not give up until he gets the token.

Relatively speaking, Qi Ying is at the end of her rope!

He has nowhere to escape!

Tian Shou flew up and stopped in front of Feng Hemu: "Brother Feng, let's stop!"

"Anyone who stops me will die!"

Feng Hemu had long been irritated beyond measure by Qi Ying, who kept running away. Now his usual enemy in the garrison appeared in front of him to stop him. He couldn't restrain the angry power in his body at all, and punched out like a golden meteor.

A low-level martial arts skill at the Xuan level, the Explosive Diamond Fist!

"snort."

Takari's expression remained unchanged and he also punched him.

Boom!

They were both first-level warriors in the Spiritual Martial Realm. Their strength was almost the same, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

the other side.

"superior!"

"kill!"

Thirty warriors from the Duan family, headed by Duan Lang, all attacked Qi Ying.

"If you don't give me a way to survive, I won't show you any mercy!"

Qi Ying doesn't want to kill anyone. He shows mercy to monsters even when fighting them. He hates the smell of human blood even more.

However, this is a cruel hunting ground. If you don't kill them, they will kill you.

We can only risk our lives!

Qi Ying's finger slipped on the blade of the sword, blood came out, and he circulated his true energy, squeezing out a drop of red and purple blood essence, and blended it into the blood-dropping Zhanlu Sword.

Buzz!

The sword emits a red light and trembles slightly.

The outside of the sword blade is covered with a layer of unparalleled sword light!

Flowing Shadow Kill!

Whoosh!

Qi Ying's figure turned into five, and while the four afterimages attracted the attention of others, he held the sword and walked directly to the side of a Duan family disciple. The edge of the blood-dropping Zhanlu sword transformed and flashed a red light.

Poof!

The long sword passed through like a sword, directly cutting off the forearm of the Duan family disciple. Perhaps because it was too sharp, it cut through his body wearing yellow-level medium armor like tofu.

Blood spurted out and splashed all over Qi Ying, making him look even more ferocious.

"ha!"

"Qi Ying killed someone!"

This was the first time for everyone to see Qi Ying kill someone, and some of them had never seen the tragic scene of directly cutting a person into two pieces. They were so frightened that their calves twitched and they fell to the ground.

"superior!"

Duan Lang said ferociously.

We have reached this point and we can no longer worry about it.

You have paid enough!

Several warriors from the garrison, whose mental endurance was obviously much higher than that of ordinary warriors, surrounded and attacked Qi Ying without changing their expressions.

They all picked up spears in their hands, formed an encircling formation, and stabbed them!

With a long weapon in hand, let's see how you break through the encirclement

Qi Ying gritted his teeth and faced him directly. Although the dragon-tiger demon-suppressing stick was more useful in a random fight, this was a life-and-death battle. The lethality of the stick was too low, but a sword could easily kill someone.

The true energy is running at full power, and part of the Blood Moon plasma in the Dantian is separated again and integrated into the body.

Buzz!

The blood burns, and the strength and speed are all doubled!

"ha!"

Qi Ying directly grabbed a spear with his left hand, pushed it hard, held the spear with one hand, and threw the warrior holding the spear directly. Holding a long sword in his right hand, he quickly passed by the throat of a warrior, and the sword extended The sharp edge of true energy that came out directly chopped off his head.

Another warrior came over. Qi Ying's figure suddenly rose, he turned around, and the claw of his left hand landed on the top of his head. With a squeeze, another head exploded like a watermelon.

Bang!

Seeing this scene, several warriors from the Duan family were unable to move.

What a brutal killing method!

Qi Ying ignored it and charged up again!

Poof!

Click!

The sword rises and falls.

One after another, the Duan family warriors did not even have time to react, and died under Qi Ying's left hand and sword. In just the blink of an eye, seven Duan family warriors had died. Their bodies were lying prone on the ground, with blood flowing into rivers.

Ding!

Duan Lang's heart skipped a beat, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but relax.

Even in the garrison, he had never seen anyone killing people so cleanly!

There is not a single unnecessary movement, every move is extremely fast and cruel, leaving no room for escape... This is simply not a human being, but a killing machine!

"Wow..."

Several Duan family warriors were frightened to death and fled.

Qi Ying held the sword and ran towards the few people who were still standing there holding the weapons!

Chi!

Heads and arms flew up, and several more corpses fell to the ground.

The Duan family warriors were in complete chaos. The only one who remained conscious was Duan Lang. He shouted loudly: "Command Tian Du, come and save me!" He drew his sword and faced Qi Ying. But the latter obviously deliberately avoided him, who was well-armed, and plunged directly into the crowd of Duan family warriors.

Qi Ying almost mechanically waved the bloody Zhanlu Sword in his hand. No matter who the sharp and unstoppable sword fell on, a body part would fly up, and blood would spray out, directly dyeing Qi Ying's messy face red. Hair, tattered robes, and shining silver gloves.

At this time.

He remembered a strange poem!

Men should kill, and kill without mercy!

The eternal karma is all in killing people.

Don’t you see me

Ligers are famous for their prey, but who can pity the elk

The strong always eats the weak, even if it makes sense, it is in vain.