Ten Years After Chopping Wood, I'm Invincible

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several people flew out of the huge hole, slammed the roof directly into a hole, and stood on the roof.

At this time, more than 20 people in red jumped out from the surrounding rooms, and surrounded them all. Obviously, there were mechanisms in those rooms to allow these people to come out from their hidden places.

"You guys are so brave! How dare you come here to court death for such a small person!" The voice of the speaker was hoarse, but full of majesty.

"Mu Zhenkui?" Gu Qingzhuo exclaimed.

A middle-aged man who was leaning against the back of a chair was brought to the eyes of everyone, with disheveled hair, blood-red eyes, and a look of embarrassment all over his body. Beaten to the waist.

"I didn't kill you last time, but instead made me crippled. This time, I must make you pay back double and see who can save you!" Mu Zhenkui looked at Gu Qingzhuo, Liu Shiyun, and Xiao Yu. Luo and others, said viciously.

"Originally, I planned to hide life here, but you all found it here, and since that's the case, you can only kill all of you."

"Who is this person?" Zhou Jingyun asked.

"The deputy hall master of the Red Clothes Demon Sect and the hall master Wu Ye are sworn brothers. His appearance was also injured by Bai Xia." Yao Jianyu replied.

Zhou Jingyun was a little scared, that Bai Xia was really cruel, he beat Wu Ye to the death and broke his arms, but this one broke at the waist, and the experience was tragic.

However, these evildoers of the red-clothed Demon Sect murdered like numbness, and I don't know how many people were killed by them, no matter how tragic they deserved.

The wicked have their own wicked to grind. Bai Xia is probably the nemesis of the red-clothed Demon Sect.

"Kill! Kill all these people!" Mu Zhenkui roared.

As soon as he saw Yao Jianyu, Liu Shiyun, Xiao Yuluo and others, he would think of his painful experience. For more than two months, he had been tortured all the time, and the wounds on his body were still not fully healed.

Moreover, his Cultivation Base has also lost most of it, and it is impossible to restore it to its heyday in this life, unless there is a magic medicine to make limbs grow, or the Cultivation Base reaches a high-quality Realm that can be reborn from a severed limb.

The people in the red-clothed Demon Sect pulled out their swords one by one and rushed towards the crowd. Dark qi flowed out from the swords, and they slashed at everyone like a lifeless attack.

"Haha! Look at me, Yang Xiaochui! You monsters, go to hell!" Yang Xiaochui charged up first in high spirits, and with a sword emitting a khaki aura, he slashed a person who only had eighth-rank Shura.

It is the first time he has used this Cultivation Technique since he has cultivated the Immovability Technique. At this moment, his first attempt is amazing.

And cultivation, the Cultivation Technique breakthrough, is also very fast. In the past few days, he has also stepped into the second stage of the Condensation Realm effortlessly, which is much faster than the previous cultivation.

Of course, as the Cultivation Base Realm level is higher, the speed will be slower and slower.

when! when! when!

Yang Xiaochui fought with others again. A man in a red-clothed Demon Sect suddenly slapped his palm from the back, but was resisted by the khaki aura emanating from his body. , shaking his hands in pain.

This does not move like a mountain, the main defense is the most afraid of this kind of attack.

"Go to hell!" Yang Xiaochui exuded an illusory appearance, which merged with his body, making his Cultivation Base stronger, which was comparable to those of the eighth or ninth rank of Condensation Realm. The attacker was beheaded.

"Amazing! It's really amazing!" Yang Xiaochui shouted excitedly. No wonder Bai Xia is so powerful and has such a peerless Cultivation Technique, which can improve his Cultivation Base by several levels.

And Bai Xia was so generous to him that he was willing to pass on this kind of peerless Cultivation Technique to him, which shows that he really wanted to cultivate him as a confidant.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Go to hell!" Yang Xiaochui slaughtered an eighth-rank Shura master from the red-clothed Demon Sect with one sword.

Gu Yan

The rest of the Martial Ancestor were stunned. This Yang Xiaochui had been beaten with blood, right? He was so fierce that even an eighth-rank expert was killed at will.

Especially Li Buxian, Luo Yao and others felt incredible, when did Yang Xiaochui become so powerful? They are with Yang Xiaochui every day, why don't they know that he is so powerful?

Meng Xing is also speechless. This idiot is really a genius with high cultivation talent. Killing a master with the same Cultivation Base as him is like cutting vegetables. However, the Cultivation Technique that I passed on to him probably also played a big role, allowing him to fight easily.

The Cultivation Technique rewarded by the system is really different, and it is not worth taking some risks to get it.

Um! Should I train more such masters? You don't have to do everything yourself, let others do it for you.

He looked at the other classmates who were fighting fiercely. All of them had good Talents, but because the real Martial Ancestor lacked the peerless Cultivation Technique, they were all delayed. Compared with the arrogance of the Supreme God Sect, it was still a lot worse. .

"A sword in the sky!"

At this time, Gu Qingzhuo slashed out with a single sword, and the golden air on the sword spurted out, slashing the four masters of the eighth-rank Shura realm peak surrounded by him with one sword.

With a single sword, he can slash the arrogance of the Absolute God Sect at the pinnacle of the seventh-rank Soul Refining Realm, so it is no problem to deal with these people.

However, Gu Qingzhuo also controlled his vitality, and this sword only consumed half of his spiritual vitality, but it was so frightening that others didn't dare to approach, afraid of being instantly killed by him.

laugh!

Zhou Jingyun also beheaded a master, and then Xu Linfeng also beheaded one.

All of a sudden, the people in the red-clothed Demon Sect lost most of them.

"Kill! Kill them for me!" Mu Zhenkui roared.

A master guarding him stepped out and said, "Sect Leader, I'll kill them!"

With a hard step on the foot, with a bang, the ground around it cracked, like a fold, and a powerful black energy radiated out to the surrounding.

Zhou Jingyun and Xu Linfeng suddenly complained in their hearts, and their faces were all over their heads. This person is actually a master of the seventh-rank real demon, and there is no seventh-rank one present. How can this be dealt with?

If I knew this earlier, I should have called all the seventh-rank elders of the real Martial Ancestor to be on guard.

"I'll deal with him!" Yao Jianyu said, stepping out with a cold expression on his face.

"No! This person is unmatched!" Zhou Jingyun said hurriedly, "The three of us will deal with him together, and we will be more confident."

"Yes." Xu Linfeng with a wooden face also said.

"You are all courting death. I don't know how powerful my Demon Gate Seventh-Rank True Demon Realm is. How can you be comparable to your martial arts scumbag?" The master's muscles were knotted, and a stream of Devilish Qi emanated from his skin. Out, coiled around him, looking like a devil.

There was coldness in his eyes, he punched out, and with a bang, a black air machine spewed out like an explosion, smashing at the three people.

"Go to hell!" Yao Jianyu snorted coldly, and after a while, he pulled out his sword, and a golden qi machine followed the sword shadow and turned into a light curtain, cutting the black qi machine straight, with a bang, black The qi burst out, but the golden qi moved forward bravely.

With a snort, the master instantly turned into two halves, and before he could even let out a scream, he was drowned out by Sword Qi.

Zhou Jingyun and Xu Linfeng suddenly widened their eyes and looked at it in disbelief, what is this Sword Technique? It's so terrifying!

Yao Jianyu, however, became a second man, holding his sword softly, his face was pale, his whole body was exhausted, and he was weak and weak.