Ten halls of Yama, starting from one and ending with ten halls, five halls of Yama king, holding wat in both hands, standing in front of the temple of the city god, the emperor of the underworld entered the world, the clothes were fluttering, although there was no ghost to open the way, the judge served, but it was majestic and dignified, which made people look sideways.

"Mortals quickly retreat, and this king forgives you for the sin of disrespect, otherwise. King Yama's eyes widened, and there was a sudden panic in the City God's Temple, and the rolling qi machine bombarded the void, and the earth shook, "If you enter the eighteenth layer of hell, you will not be able to live forever." ”

The man with the sword turned a blind eye, but instead raised his hand to pull up the big red door that needed four or five adults to push and buckled it heavily, and sneered: "You can't be born forever, even in this life, you can't control it." ”

The sword suddenly popped out, and Ling Yanqi filled the City God's Temple, and the statues of the Ten Halls were immediately cut out of countless gaps by the roaring sword qi, and the King of Yama shouted angrily: "Presumptuous, the King of Yama wants you to die for the third watch, who dares to stay until the fifth watch." ”

The jade wat in his hand pressed down in the air as if it was smashed with the will of heaven and earth, the space trembled slightly, and the floor tiles under his feet seemed to have a ground dragon rolling and splitting out, and the continuous qi machine rose and fell from the jade wat and rushed to the sword-wielding man one after another, the man's brows jumped, and the iron sword in his hand was simple and unpretentious, but the sword qi on it was rare to be angry, and he also swung the sword and stacked a thousand layers of sword qi.

"Hades, it's just a little ghost, Yama still needs ten halls to sit, and I am the sword immortal in the world. ”

Ten thousand sword shadows rose from the ground, laughing at the eternal sword, monopolizing the emperor's beings in this life, walking out of the dry sword mound, making a sword box with his body, and collecting a sword in one place, now there are eleven real swords hidden in the sword box, and the sword box that Su asked for a long time this night was finally opened by Lu Xing.

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The people of Kyoto always use the wails in Linyuan Prison to coax children, and tonight in front of Linyuan Prison ghosts crying and crying, cold faces and frost, majestic ferrymen, but at this moment they were ruthlessly slaughtered, wearing heavy armor, black iron masks to cover their faces, only revealing a pair of cold eyes, although there are only a hundred people, but they are the head of a hundred soldiers, Wei Wushu.

No one knows why Wei Wushu, who was supposed to be guarding Cangzhou, appeared in Kyoto, and no one knows who the woman who beat one of the four major judges, who was powerless.

Tonight seems to be surprisingly chaotic, someone saw that the torches in the mansion of General Zhengnan were suddenly bright, and the sound of armor colliding could be faintly heard, and a team of cavalry rushed out of the slums of Nancheng, holding strange long knives, riding forward, and the leader was actually the old housekeeper in the mansion of the Marquis of Wu'an.

The secluded school was awakened by an angry shout, and on the back mountain, the lord of the mansion who had never shown his strength pressed the old neighbor on the mountainside to the ground arrogantly, and let the dragon and tiger roar in the bamboo forest behind him, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed, just at a glance, it immediately disappeared, and Du Changhe, who was pressed on the ground, surged all over his body, and the world's first divine master was so depressed at the moment that he wanted to compete with spiritual power, but he also couldn't shake the palm that was pressed on the top of his head.

"Zhao Feifei, I'll grass your grandma. ”

The great priest who has lived in Kyoto for a long time rarely changed into a clean red robe, and looked in the direction of the school with a stern look, as if he was waiting for something, he saw Xu Muzi raise his sword to break the ghost gate, and saw Chen Changan burning Dushuo Mountain, but he didn't want to pay attention to it, because Mo Xiuyuan was seriously injured, since someone made a despicable measure, then he also had to wait for Su Wen to change like this, he already knew the practice of Yin Cao Yang and Yin disobedience, and now the other party couldn't wait to tear up the agreement of the year and resolutely enter the WTO, and he would not stand idly by.

"Master. Mo Xiuyuan got up from the bed weakly, his pale cheeks and even the little cinnabar at the center of his eyebrows resurfaced, and for three days, Xiuwei fell from the realm of Lichen to the realm of enlightenment, and there was still no sign of stopping.

"It's fine after tonight. Du Shi said indifferently, the five qi fortunes continue to converge on the Shangshu Mansion, no matter who wins tonight, it will be a lose-lose ending.

The king of equality, who had not seen anyone in Du Mansion for a long time, was anxious, and the ghost fire of Dushuo Mountain could be seen rising from a distance, and he shouted in a deep voice: "The situation has changed, take Su Wen away first." ”

Tan Gong swept out, although the old man in the mask was hot and walked at the same time, he was stopped by the probe of the King of Equality, the air waves were boiling between the square inches, and the Senbai gas machine visible to the naked eye collided with each other, even if the Lichen Sect Master touched a little, it was difficult to get out, Su Wen flashed into the room quickly, rolled up the futon and carried Hu Xiancao on his shoulder, he wanted to kick Du Yichen on the ground, but Tan Gong's qi machine was already shrouded, and he hurriedly took the other party's palm, and immediately the blood was churning, and he almost fainted, Tan Gong no longer kept his hand, and a muffled sound came out in his nasal cavity, as if the sound of thunder trapped Su Wen in the middle, and the withered palm was like an eagle's claw grabbing the opponent's heavenly spirit。

At this moment, a water-patterned steel knife stabbed out from the side, and slashed against Tan Gong's palm, the latter's palm contracted and pressed the knife edge, and his resentful eyes were full of anger, the other party was none other than Zhou Buyan, who seriously injured Wang Po.

"Let's go. Zhou Buyan shouted in a deep voice.

Su Wen was about to speak, but the other party suddenly turned around and slashed at his feet, cutting off the way he came, with a sad look on his cold face, and said, "Go, I'm here to kill you." ”

Su Wen, who was in a trance, could feel the undisguised killing intent on the other party, but since he was here to kill him, why did he save himself, Su Wen, who didn't have time to think about it, held Hu Xiancao in his arms, and the god Dharma body collapsed the wall with a punch and flew away.

"Boy of the Zhou family, the old man is worried that there is nowhere to find you, you have come to the door. Tan Gong sneered and spoke, his qi soaring, and two bright sound wave circles appeared on his side.

Zhou Buyan blocked the hole with a horizontal knife, he came here to kill Su Wen, because the one in the imperial city wanted him to die, but he didn't want Su Wen to die, Zhou Buyan, who only had the word task in his eyes, went against the will of the head of the family for the first time.

Su Wen, who escaped from Dufu, ran wildly on Huasheng Street, the empty street market had passed the curfew, and the husband who beat the guard had already passed half a quarter of an hour ago, so the silence was suddenly broken by the sound of horses' hooves, looking at the oncoming cavalry, Su Wen's face was ugly, because he recognized the long knife in the other party's hand, which belonged to the Beifu army that had already been removed from the military department.

With three hundred horses, the killing intent rushed towards Su Wen, he suddenly understood what Zhou Buyan said, and the man finally couldn't help but make a move on him, but what he didn't understand was why it was Wu Anhou who had only one side of the fate that could make that person make up his mind, was it just because he drank the other party's wine glass, obviously the other party was not such a stingy person, let alone so excited.

Carrying Hu Xiancao behind him, he often thought that one day he would be able to see the scene of the horse's head on the battlefield and forming a line of killing, but he didn't expect that it would be this time, close to even the dull breathing of the horses could be heard clearly, and his thumb was tightly clasped on the hilt of the sword, Li Jucheng stepped on the broken mountain gate and was not a thousand horses, and he was neither a Lichen Grandmaster, nor an unborn old monster, he was just a little monk in the realm of enlightenment, a boy who had only reached the age of sixteen, he did not turn around and run away, not only would he die faster, but more importantly, there was a very important person behind him, so he could only move forward, and for the first time he felt that it was so difficult to live, but very eager to live, tonight the moonlight is very bright, obscuring the light of the stars, but unfortunately I can only watch alone.

The horse in front raised its front hooves in fright, and even the knight on horseback could not do anything to pull the reins desperately, because the impact of the sudden burst of the figure was more amazing than that of this famous horse from Baizhou, and the floor tiles of Huasheng Street were viciously stepped out of a ravine, and at the moment when the figure rushed close to the horse's hooves, the dazzling light rose to the sky, and the three-zhang law body even the man and the horse overturned ten zhang away, and the long knives that staggered on both sides slashed on the law body without pause, as if the water ripples were stirring, and the penetrating spiritual power directly tore a large piece of brilliance, and the other party was also a monk。

The old butler jumped up from the horse, like a meteor falling, the stele palm rolled up the wind and fell, slapped on the door of the god's body, a crack did not stop from head to toe straight through the ground, just afraid that those officials who had gone to the Wu'an Hou Mansion to pay a visit to see, they all had to be scared into a cold sweat, the old man who was commanded by them, serving tea and pouring water, was actually a Lichen Grandmaster.

The fifty-fifth supernatural power on the Dao list is called the stele opener, there was a Lichen Grandmaster who used this palm method to engage six monks of the same level, and in the end, all six of them were killed, Ling Tiangong had arrested this person with a demon eradication order, but in the end, that person disappeared like the world evaporated, and the stele opener was lost, and when he was talked about again, he only remembered that the person's surname seemed to be Xu, and the single name was a word.

Su Wen's feet took root, the dragon's tongue went upside down, like the bottom of the ocean in the depths, every inch of skin was forced by endless coercion, the eight spirit palaces worked hard to protect Hu Xiancao behind him, a sword provoked and collided with the opponent's palm, but it was a strong rebound from the sword body to Su Wen's arm, the wrist was bent suddenly, and he quickly retracted his strength, and his footsteps took half a step back, and invisibly a palm force pressed against his chest to explode a five-finger pit on the ground.

Three hundred cavalry swarmed up, the long knife swept the ground, the horse's hooves walked, Su Wen also held the sword, a sword cut off the horse's hooves in front of him, the blade of the sword stabbed out in the direction of the horse falling to the ground, picked the horseback knight's throat trachea, killed on the spot, blood stained Su Wen's face, the sticky feeling made him nauseous, the slender Beifu knife stabbed from behind, as if to pierce the two barrels, but was held by the palm that had been twisted, and pulled hard, the dragon's tongue roared again, and another human head flew up, although Su Wen, who had lost the god's body, although he could avoid Xu Rang's iron palm, it was also extremely difficult to pass through hundreds of cavalry, and half an hour later, there were seventeen bloody knife cuts on his chest, the man beheaded a thousand heads on a moonlit night, in exchange for a beauty in her dreams.

The ownerless horses stood calmly in the market, three hundred people, three hundred horses, a total of seventy-nine died under Su Wen's sword, and finally in exchange for this crazy young man was exhausted, there was no shortage of monks among the three hundred people, and a thought would always unconsciously flash in their minds at the moment when they swung their swords, if the people under the horses at the moment were themselves, how many people and horses could be damaged, and whether there was an awareness of one enemy and one hundred, not to mention ten thousand enemies, a thousand enemies, on the real battlefield, there are one to ten This battle will be won.

The next moment, when the torches that suddenly swept behind the street appeared in their eyes, it was their turn to take one as ten.