The most uncomfortable thing is that it seems that the heartbeats of all people have something in common, and as the sound rises and falls, the heartbeat draws the blood from all over the body, as if something is about to jump out of the atrium.

"Poof--!"

Finally, a Hundred Ghost Sect master couldn't hold back any longer, and with a single mouth, countless blood gushed out, spraying straight three feet away, as if spurting out all the blood in his body.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

Then, everyone around couldn't stand it anymore, and the blood in the whole body sprayed out directly, and the red blood fell to the ground, emitting hot white smoke.

Wen Qingye had one person and one sword, like a fierce tiger pounced into the flock, killing all directions, and no one could stop his move.

Bloody clothes, long swords!

This is the current Wen Qing night.

The people of the Hundred Ghost Sect are not all subordinate relationships, the people among them are more of a sect, so the relationship is also closer, at this moment, I saw that many of the same sect were killed in the hands of Wen Qingye, and they were all red-eyed, and rushed towards Wen Qingye one after another.

Countless true qi and dao patterns filled the sky, reflecting the sky in all colors, amazed the heart, and the violent true qi waves were wave after wave.

Countless martial arts, moves, and true qi were all frantically blasting towards Wen Qingye, and in that center, the ordinary Xuan Immortal three-grade master was directly crushed to death by that qi wave.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, Wen Qingye's body is already extremely fast, but he was still hit by the sudden moves around him, his clothes were torn by his true qi, although he had the dragon roll and the hundred flowers Xuangong, but he still suffered some skin injuries.

Especially some strange avenues, weird, made Wen Qingye suffer a lot, but the sword in his hand still did not slow down by half a minute, and quickly slashed towards the surrounding people.

For every sword slashed, several men would die by his sword.

From his eyes, with a strong sense of confidence, if the people around him were like a group of wolves who had lost their minds, Wen Qingye was still extremely calm, his sword, with his confidence.

He is the most confident person.

The envoy stood behind the crowd, looking at Wen Qingye, who was full of might, his face became extremely ugly, and he said secretly: "This Wen Qingye is really fierce, his strength is not as rumored at all, it's too terrifying, Wen Qingye is really terrible."

At this moment, he looked at Wen Qingye so fiercely, he didn't dare to approach the front at all, for fear of being killed by Wen Qingye with a sword!

The second master of the Hundred Ghost Sect was completely shocked by Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye fought hundreds of people alone with one sword and one sword, and this battle was really fierce and shocking.

Blood and fresh air mixed with a pungent smell.

"Kill me!"

Xiao Feng reacted at this time, watching Wen Qingye fight alone, his eyes suddenly became extremely red, and then he raised the spear in his hand and roared.

After Xiao Feng finished roaring, he rushed directly towards the war-torn crowd in front of him.

Although there are only dozens of people in the three caves, and joining the battle is just a drop in the bucket, this also makes Wen Qingye slightly relieved.

Seeing that Wen Qingye was so brave, the Qianhua Night Army rushed towards the front one by one, and for a while, it directly tore a huge hole in the defense line of the people of the Hundred Ghost Sect.

Wen Qingye's footsteps paused slightly, and when the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect in front of him saw it, they also subconsciously stopped.

Blood continued to flow down Wen Qingye's tiger's mouth, sweeping away at a glance, there were originally more than 600 people in the Hundred Ghost Gate, but in less than half an hour, more than 100 people had already died in Wen Qingye's hands.

Blood stained the land red, and there was a trace of red blood floating in the sky.

Wen Qingye saw the envoy behind the crowd at a glance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer: "envoy, where are you going?"

When the envoy saw Wen Qingye looking over, he immediately hit a spirit, a cold meaning burst out of his eyes, and shouted to everyone around him: "Wen Qingye is already at the end of the crossbow, go up to me and kill him."

At this moment, he had lost his mind, and he just wanted to let the people of the Hundred Ghost Sect around him block Wen Qingye and leave a way for himself to survive.

Wen Qingye looked at the black ghost envoy and sneered, "Really, I haven't even used the Fa Heaven and Earth."

At this time, everyone reacted, Wen Qingye didn't even use the Law Heaven and Earth, you must know that a monk has used the Law Heaven and Earth, and that strength can be regarded as exerted to the limit, and it is the real battle, but Wen Qingye has not even used the Law Heaven and Earth in the battle until now.

It's horrible!

The people of the Hundred Ghost Sect who reacted suddenly seemed to pour a basin of cold water on their heads, and their original intention to fight was completely defeated, and they all showed a cold look on their faces, like frightened birds.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Wen Qing's body disappeared in place.

The made his heart feel bad and wanted to run towards the rear, but his speed could not be compared to the speed of Wen Qingye.

Not to mention that Wen Qingye's cultivation is higher than him, coupled with the power of the Swift Wind Law, even the speed of the ordinary Nine Rank Xuan Immortal is not comparable to Wen Qingye's speed.

Poof!

The envoy didn't react at all, he felt a long sword pierce through his chest, and then the blood in his whole body flowed wildly, converging towards the sword body.

gurgling!

The people of the Hundred Ghost Sect looked at it in amazement, only to see that the blood of the made the whole body be sucked dry by the sword in Wen Qingye's hand, leaving only a white bone, the wind was blowing, and the made the robe flutter, scraping on the white bones, making a hunting sound.

There was silence all around!

The black ghost envoy who was as strong as the six-rank Xuan Immortal was also the same as the previous two, and he was also killed by Wen Qingye with a sword.

"It's too strong! It's too strong."

"Run! Wen Qingye is not something we can match at all."

The people of the Hundred Ghost Sect who reacted were frightened one by one, and the three souls and seven spirits were all scared away, and the defense line in their hearts completely collapsed, and once again turned into a surging black tide and rushed towards the distance.

"Kill, don't let them run"

When Xiao Feng saw this, he stabbed to death a hundred ghost sect people who wanted to escape.

The people in the three caves around showed ecstasy one by one, and without Xiao Feng saying anything, they chased after them and beat the water dogs, they naturally would not let go of this opportunity.

Wen Qingye moved the sword in his hand, looked at the people who were fleeing in the distance, took a deep breath, and said, "Next, Qin Chengrong of Tianmen City!"

Now there are still a large number of masters in the Seven Cities of the Hundred Ghost Gate, all of whom were killed by Wen Qingye, which is equivalent to destroying the core power of the Hundred Ghost Gate, and now the last strength of the entire Hundred Ghost Gate is the Heavenly Gate City.

Wen Qingye withdrew his sword, calmly shuttled through the bright red land and the corpse-ridden land, and walked in the direction of Tianmen City.