After Rui Butong finished, he suddenly smiled at Shi Tianzhao. "What's your name?"
Shi Tianzhao was startled and said, "Shi Tianzhao!"
Rui Butong nodded slowly and said, "Shi Tianzhao? Yes, I know. Go to hell. "
He rushed over with his sword!
Shi Tianzhao and the rest had already seen that although this person in front of them was a little crazy, he was indeed an expert! He was at least a Martial Saint, so they were all secretly on guard.
But they didn't expect him to attack without any warning. A moment ago, he was still pretending to be crazy, and the next moment, he was asking for their names. Then, he attacked!
The blade on the other side was cold. Shi Tianzhao quickly retreated. Behind him, the two middle Martial Saints immediately went forward. Two clangs were heard as they unsheathed their swords, with a hint of sarcasm on their faces.
Both of them had higher cultivation than Rui Butong, so they could see at a glance that this guy who was rushing over was only a fifth-grade Martial Saint!
To the two of them, it was a piece of cake!
"Ah!" Rui Butong rushed forward with a loud roar. His voice was loud and his body was strange. He had a tragic style of 'even if I die, I'll drag someone down with me'!
The two middle Martial Saints fiercely thrust out their swords. The sword light trembled and a ray of white light flashed across the sky.
Rui Butong rushed over, his short sword meeting the two long swords without fear.
The two middle Martial Saints had a cruel look in their eyes!
A fifth-grade Martial Saint actually dared to fight a middle Martial Saint? He must be tired of living …
Watch how we kill you with one strike!
The people around them were all people with good eyesight. They knew that they couldn't lose this battle. They all crossed their arms and watched with smiles, as if they were watching two big bad wolves ravaging a little white rabbit.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the three swords crossed. Two long and one short.
Two sharp sounds rang out, as if a sharp sword had chopped off two thin pieces of wood. Under the incredulous gazes of the two Saint level experts, the two swords were split into four pieces in an instant. Then, Rui Butong's short sword ruthlessly slashed across their throats like a venomous dragon!
Blood spurted out. Rui Butong rushed into the crowd without a word.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
This was truly a sudden and unexpected development. No one had expected that the short sword in Rui Bu Tong's hand would be such a divine weapon that could sever iron and chop iron!
Not only were the two middle Martial Saints caught off guard, the people behind him were basically watching the show with crossed arms. Who knew that there would be such a sudden turn of events? Two Martial Saint level experts facing a Fifth Grade Martial Saint were actually killed without even being able to withstand a single blow. Caught off guard, Rui Butong rushed into the crowd!
This was really a tiger into a flock of sheep. [Uploads update]
Originally, they were definitely not so weak. But now, a series of screams rang out. Rui Butong's short sword slashed the throats of seven or eight people and stabbed into the hearts of five people. There were also a few who dodged quickly, but Rui Butong chopped off their arms and legs.
Swoosh!
In the pure white snow, it suddenly appeared to be a bright color!
Swoosh!! Swooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo o o. Butong! Finally, he was stopped and trapped in a tight encirclement.
Shi Tian Zhao managed to escape with his life. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat and he was terrified. If it wasn't for the two Saint level experts from his clan blocking the attack and him retreating to the side, he would have been cut into seven or eight pieces by now.
Still in shock, he shouted crazily, "Attack together! Kill him, kill him, kill him, he, he, he, he … "
Needless to say, the other experts had already swarmed forward, attacking with sabers, swords, fists and palms.
Rui Butong shouted and fought crazily, exchanging injuries for injuries. "Since I've come out, I don't plan to go back alive! Kill, kill, kill … "
Almost in the blink of an eye, his body was covered in blood. He had lost count of how many swords he had taken. The few Martial Saints attacked together. They attacked crazily.
With a bang, Rui Butong attacked. He actually stretched out his hand and broke his short sword into two pieces. He laughed loudly. "I'd rather die than give you this sword! I'll destroy it! "
Before he finished his words, he was already thrown into the air like a ball. Blood gushed out of his body and he was no longer breathing.
This was exactly what everyone was thinking. Who wouldn't covet such a divine weapon? Who would have thought that this guy would be so ruthless! He actually destroyed this sword when he knew that he was no match for them and that he would die?
He was really a bastard to the extreme!
The Martial Saints rushed forward in exasperation. With a few bangs, Rui Butong's body was beaten into a pile of minced meat. However, his sudden attack had actually killed twenty-three experts and crippled five of them!
In the Orchard Palace, although Chu Yang knew that Rui Butong had the ability to not die, he was still furious and almost wanted to rush out.
Dong Wushang held him down. "It's okay."
Seeing that Rui Butong was dead, Shi Tianzhao and the others couldn't hold back anymore. They roared, "Charge in! Kill Chu Yang! "
Everyone roared, and the various clans rushed over like a tidal wave.
With a bang, the door was kicked open. Some of them even flew into the sky. The Orchard Palace wasn't big, but it was filled with people in an instant.
Only the people from the Clan and the Ye Clan didn't bother to fight and stayed outside.
The next moment, bangs, bangs, bangs …
All the people who flew in from the sky and were experts below eighth grade Martial Saints suddenly fell down like dumplings. When they landed on the ground, they were no longer breathing.
Those who rushed in from the ground, those with lower cultivation, also swayed and suddenly fell down. Then, their bodies turned purple and they stopped breathing.
Everyone was shocked.
"Poison! Damn it … Retreat! "
Everyone retreated like a tide.
Shi Tianzhao, Zhuge Changchang, and the others had treasures that could prevent poison, so they were not poisoned. However, they were so scared that they almost lost control of their bladder. There were more than five hundred people who came, and almost four hundred of them rushed in.
Now, there were less than 50 people who came out!
350 people. Just like that, they lay on the snowy ground of the Orchard Palace. There were clothes of all colors, and they just lay there with hideous faces! They were no longer breathing!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a tall and sturdy young man suddenly appeared in the Orchard Palace. The moment he appeared, it was as if a majestic mountain had appeared. Just by standing there, his innate heroic aura was undoubtedly displayed. His right hand was holding a large black saber that was upside down.
He raised his head and looked outside the door. As if he didn't see the people outside, he walked slowly to the people lying in the courtyard. Suddenly, he raised his hand and spat on his palm. He muttered to himself, "Boss said that to prove the enemy's death, it's best to cut off his head and see if he can still move!"
He raised his broadsword and chopped off the head of a corpse in green on the ground. Then, his body danced and turned into a flash of lightning. In the courtyard, more than 300 corpses were beheaded one by one. Then, he kicked them one by one. More than 300 heads were piled up in the courtyard.
It was a tall pile!
After finishing all this, he suddenly stroked his broadsword and laughed loudly. "With a broadsword in hand, I can chop off the head of a Martial Saint with a smile! How delightful, delightful! "
Outside the door, Shi Tianzhao and the others were so angry that their eyes almost popped out! Just as they were about to reprimand him, there were a few bangs. The few seventh grade Martial Saints who had followed them out swayed and fell down. Then, more and more people fell to the ground.
Among the people who had rushed in, those who had retreated and fell down, there were actually close to 30 people.
Everyone's face turned purple. After twitching a few times, they stopped breathing. A few seventh grade Martial Saints struggled in pain for a long time before they stopped breathing.
Their cultivations were profound, but they couldn't withstand the effects of dozens of poisons that Chu Yang had carefully arranged! From the time they rushed in through the gate to the courtyard, they had already been poisoned at least three times, and one time was mixed poison!
They had persevered and ran out, but they were already poisoned. They couldn't hold on any longer!
Now, only 24 people from the few big clans who had rushed in were still standing.
These people were all Grade Eight Martial Saints and above. Every one of them had enough cultivation to resist the poisonous fog. However, when three hundred and fifty people were reduced to twenty-four people in an instant … This huge contrast almost caused everyone to collapse!
The sudden change caused everyone's bodies to tremble. Snowflakes hit their faces, chilling them to the bone. Everyone also felt that their hearts were as cold as the snowflakes.
There was fear in their eyes.
What kind of poison was this?
So domineering?
Everyone looked at the courtyard with chills running down their spines. However, they didn't notice that behind them, there was a corpse that was almost minced meat, emitting a faint red light …
After Dong Wushang finished chopping off the heads, he took a few steps forward and stabbed the blade into the ground of the courtyard. With both hands on the hilt, he raised his head to look at the crowd outside the door. A powerful aura emanated from his body just like that. Suddenly, he roared, "Who's here to die?!"
Along with this loud shout, a strand of fierce Saber Intent suddenly tore through the sky!
An eighth grade Martial Saint from the Lan Clan collided with this sharp saber intent. He only felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Shiyu's face was solemn. He muttered, "Saber Saint, at least seventh grade!"
Meng Se sighed. "When I first met him in the Three Heavens, he was only a Saber Emperor. Now, he's already a Saint! At that time, I already felt that this person's future was limitless and tried my best to invite him. However, the law-enforcement officers beat me to it. I didn't expect his advancement to be so terrifying! "
Right at this moment, Ye Se of the Ye Family took a step forward and opened his arms. With a loud boom, the surrounding walls of the Orchard Palace collapsed neatly. Bricks and stones flew out in all directions, and the place became a flat piece of land.
His hands continued to dance in the air. Suddenly, a strong wind blew. The strong wind swept the snowflakes into the Orchard Palace, blowing away all the corpses and heads in the courtyard along with the thick layer of snow. They all disappeared!
It was all clean!
Everyone's eyes lit up.
After this, no matter how powerful the poison fog was, it should have been blown away, right?
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