The night was thick, but the Iron Sword Gate lost its usual beauty and tranquility, and after that catastrophe, the entire sect has been shrouded in blood and terror. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Iron Sword Valley in the core valley of the Iron Sword Sect was originally the "holy land" of the Iron Sword Gate, but now this "holy place" has long since changed, the site is dilapidated, and corpses and blood can be seen everywhere.

At this time, the Iron Sword Valley Square was brightly lit, and the surrounding area was guarded by demonic demons layer by layer, and a group of people in the center of the square were fighting fiercely with each other. Among this group of people are the elders of the Iron Sword Sect, the elders of the Jinding Sect and other sects, and there are even the strongest people in other forces.

On the stone steps at the end of the square, two old men were turning their hands behind their backs, leisurely watching the battle in the field. One of the two old men on the left has a round face and short beard, high cheekbones, and a blood-red robe, while the other on the right is thin, as thin as a skinny skeleton, and a black mourning costume is even more strange as "black impermanence".

"Kill!"

Zi madly swung his long sword and struggled to slash the person in front of him to the ground, but he fought Tai Chi, his strength was weak, and his body shook.

Someone saw that Purple Maniac showed his flaws, and immediately brandished a big knife and rushed forward, wanting to take the opportunity to kill Zimania. At the critical moment, the emotion destroyer Taifei stepped forward, and a series of leg shadows kicked the man to the ribs, and died on the ground screaming.

"Great Elder, are you alright?"

The four elders on the other side also repelled the enemy, grabbed up, and held the purple madness who wanted to fall.

Purple Maniac gasped heavily, ignoring the fatigue and the wounds on his body, and after shaking his head vigorously, he broke free from the support of the four elders and pierced the throat of an enemy with a sword.

The melee in the center of the square seems to be chaotic, but in fact, they are all divided into small teams according to their individual forces, and the melee between small teams is even more tragic, especially the grudges between each other's forces are almost endless.

I don't know how long this scuffle lasted, everyone in the field was covered in injuries and extremely tired.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill—when is such a day a head!"

After killing another enemy, the four elders suddenly broke down a little emotionally, and roared in their mouths.

The roar of the four elders made the faces of the purple madness and the love-destroying master darken, and they sighed faintly in their hearts. It turned out that since the Iron Sword Gate was broken by the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect imprisoned the captured powerhouses of various forces in the Iron Sword Valley, and let these strong men fight each other every day, and they will not stop until they die enough to reach a certain number of people.

In the past few days, the elders of the Iron Sword Sect such as Purple Mad have died one by one in the continuous daily fighting, and only Purple Mad and the other three are left, while the other forces have also suffered heavy losses, and some have even died directly.

Naturally, no one wants to live such a cruel day, but how to arrange such a brutal person - the blood-robed and black-robed old man who watched the battle on the sidelines is extremely strong, and any one of them is enough to make Purple Mad and the others desperate with just one finger.

I can't fight against the two demons, and I can't escape, I can only kill each other to live a little longer and have a little more hope. Under such a mentality, everyone finally chose to kill each other.

"Fourth, cheer up, it's going to be over soon!"

In the battlefield of life and death, there is a danger to life at any time, but this is not the time to think too much, Zi Mad reminded the four elders loudly, and blocked the sneak attack for the four elders with a sword.

Purple Mad said something that made the four elders cheer up a little, and they roared angrily and continued to fight with the people around them.

Just when the battle was raging, a young man quietly walked to the stone steps of the square. The young man was handsome, but it was a pity that a hideous scar across the bridge of his nose ruined his perfect face, and a pair of cold and ruthless eyes made his face look a little terrifying.

At this time, if Zou Dui was present, he would definitely recognize this demonic young man with a scar on his face. Because this demonic youth is the bloody boundless who once appeared in the Blue Blood City in Southern Xinjiang, Zou Dui has had a confrontation with him.

I saw Blood Wuya respectfully saluting the old man in the blood robe and the old man in the black robe, and then reported to the old man in the blood robe: "Master, there is a disturbance at the inner gate of the Iron Sword Gate, and someone has broken into the inner gate to kill people and set fires everywhere, will we go to support?"

"Hmmm......"

The old man in the blood robe nodded, and then sneered, "What to support, the more chaotic the inner door, the better! Blood red is usually unseen, but now he has been knocked on the door, I want to see how he responds!"

The black-robed old man on the side said with a smile: "Leng Zhenren has such a big grudge, that blood red is an unsuccessful relation, why should you be angry with him." ”

The blood-robed old man snorted coldly: "Zuo Zhenren, what would you do if someone didn't measure his strength, relied on someone above, jumped up and down all the time, and even openly coveted your position as the sect leader of the corpse puppet sect?"

The black-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and then said gloomily: "I will refine him into an immortal corpse puppet, so that his dead soul will be trapped in the corpse puppet and suffer eternal torture...... Leng Zhenren, could it be that Blood Red covets your position as the Sect Master of the Blood Drop Sect, and you want to deal with him?"

The words of the black-robed old man were gloomy and chilling at the beginning, and then a turn turned into an ordinary chat, such a strong contrast was enough to make anyone feel bad, but he turned naturally. The old man in the blood robe seemed to be extremely accustomed to this, so he only nodded and said, "I hope that the real person on the left will help you one or two." ”

The black-robed old man naturally understood what the blood-robed old man meant, and said with a smile: "Leng Zhenren, don't worry, you and I are friends of life and death, and I will never divulge half a point on this matter." However, the blood red has a lot to do with the sect master, and if you want to deal with the blood red, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. ”

The old man in the blood robe sneered: "Therefore, we must stand still, and let the inner gate be as chaotic as possible! It is better to be chaotic to the point that the blood red cannot be concealed, in this way, even the sect leader will not be able to protect him!"

At this moment, someone came in a hurry, stepped forward to report to the old man in the blood robe and the old man in the black robe, saying that the inner gate had been in chaos, and there were fires everywhere, and the people who made the rebellion had even hit the blood red real man's mansion. When the old man in the blood robe heard this, he couldn't help but be ecstatic, and laughed: "Good! good! good! the more chaotic the better! hahaha...... I'll see how Blood Red ends up this time!"

was laughing, but the old man in the blood robe saw that the mutual killing in the field actually stopped, and everyone stopped one after another, sat on the ground and gasped for breath. The blood-robed old man raised his eyebrows and asked unhappily, "Why did they stop?"

The blood Wuya on the side immediately stood up and replied, "Master, the required number of deaths today has been enough, so they stopped. ”

The old man in the blood robe looked gloomily at the people sitting down in the field, and smiled cruelly: "The deity is in a good mood today, let them continue to fight, and the number of people must die twice as many today before they can stop!"

Blood Wuya's face was expressionless, and he only replied respectfully: "Yes!" and turned around to carry out the order.