Zong Wu: As long as I am ruthless enough, I will be invincible

When Yuhuatian held the sword from the air, he turned over and slashed down, stabbing towards the sand.

Zhao Huaian jumped into the sand again.

Move quickly under the sand like a small sandbag.

Yuhuatian was angry.

He fell from the sky and raised his hand slightly.

The Nether Sword floated in front of him.

The inner strength of his body is infuriating.

The Qi Yujian activated by the Grand Master realm is no longer the same.

The Nether Sword began to spin at high speed in front of him.

In the distance, Zhao Huai'an made a circle in the sand, and then started charging towards Yuhuatian again.

Layers of sand were stirred up by him, flying all over the sky.

However, Yuhuatian stood where he was and did not move.

The Nether Sword in front of him was ready to strike, as if ready to strike at any moment.

The horrific buzzing grew louder.

The speed of the sword's rotation is also getting faster and faster.

The people who saw the gold inlaid jade and plum sword beside them were shocked.

Jin Xiangyu never thought of it.

How did Yuhuatian, who usually looks very feminine, burst out with such strength when killing?

In an instant, when the terrifying sand dunes were approaching Yuhuatian against the sandstorm.

Yuhuatian flicked his sleeve lightly.

The Nether Sword in front of him flew out with a swish.

The sword was so powerful and terrifying that it jumped from the air into the sand.

Straight along the sand to the distance.

"Clap clap clap..."

The sand dune that was coming towards Yuhuatian from below was blown away by the Nether Sword.

Zhao Huai'an's black figure flew up from the bottom, and fell straight back five meters away.

The sword in his hand also fell into the distance, and he was seriously injured.

The entire abdomen seemed to be split open by the Nether Sword, revealing bloody bones and flesh.

He was lying on the ground, his sleeves were full of blood, which flowed out from his hands.

His legs and arms were shaking constantly.

"impossible."

Zhao Huaian gasped for breath.

"How is it possible? I am invincible below Zhixuan, how can you hurt me?"

Yu Huatian raised his hand, and the Nether Sword that flew back landed in his hand again.

Holding the sword, he walked towards Zhao Huaian's side again with graceful steps.

The blood on the Nether sword fell drop by drop on the yellow sand.

at this time.

Oriental fish belly white.

The sky has gradually brightened.

Dead bodies are everywhere throughout the Death Valley around Longmen Inn.

Zhao Huai'an was in pain with blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

The horrible wound on his abdomen determined that he had lost all his fighting power.

His miserable eyes scanned the dead assassin brothers around him this time.

This scene filled him with desolation and sadness.

Yuhuatian's cold sword was placed on his neck.

"Who gave you the courage to come here and assassinate me. I originally only killed Nangong Shan, because he provoked me. How dare you come here to assassinate me boldly?

There is no way, I am jealous, I can only kill your whole family. "

"Yuhuatian, don't be too happy, cough cough..."

Zhao Huaian struggled and said.

"I have rescued my master and wife. I have arranged for people to send them to the southern camp of the senior brother at the Nangong site. They will definitely seek revenge on you."

Yuhuatian's icy sword struck Zhao Huaian's face.

He sneered.

"Do you think I really put Nangong Shan and his wife in the quarry and asked you to come and save them?"

"What do you mean?"

"Both of them were poisoned by my unique poison. They only have ten days to live, and today is the tenth day.

So you are dead now, maybe you can still catch up, go and pick them up and go to hell together. "

Zhao Huaian suddenly remembered at this moment.

Before, when my subordinates reported it, they said that master and wife seemed to be feeling a little unwell, and they had already invited a doctor to treat her.

It turned out to be poisoned.

Zhao Huaian felt pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Zhao Huaian struggled, but couldn't utter the words.

His eyes were wide open, filled with blood, as if he wanted to swallow Yu Huatian alive.

But with the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, he couldn't even utter a single word.

It is this moment.

Yu Huatian raised the Nether Sword, and pierced Zhao Huai'an's neck with a sword.

With a bang, Yu Huatian pulled the Nether Sword from Zhao Huaian's neck.

Zhao Huaian's eyes widened.

He stopped breathing and died with regret.

This scene fell into Jin Xiangyu's eyes.

She looked dumbfounded.

Jin Xiangyu's judgment is correct.

She was glad that she had chosen the right person and stood on the right team, otherwise she would have died by now.

Jin Xiangyu has seen many famous figures in the martial arts world, even murderous monsters without batting an eyelid.

But each of them has their own principles, more or less.

For example, the East is undefeated.

He only kills people who have a grudge against him or who are unhappy with him.

For example, Liuzhiqin Demon, he only kills those who come to target him.

There is also the melancholy Yaoyue of Yihua Palace, as long as you don't go to Yihua Palace to cause trouble.

She won't come to you either.

But Yuhuatian is different.

Jin Xiangyu decided in his heart that Yuhuatian is the kind of person who, once you get infected with him, either surrender, or there is only one way: die.

And she herself chose the most sensible path of submission.

Yu Huatian stared at the blood dripping from the Nether Sword, falling drop by drop on the yellow sand.

He walked up to his black horse and knelt down.

Zhao Huai'an, who got out of the desert just now, pierced the black horse's stomach with a sword, and all the internal organs flowed out.

But still trembling all over did not die.

Yuhuatian squatted beside its body and stretched out his palm.

Gently stroked the horse's neck twice.

Jin Xiangyu and Mei Jianlan jumped off their horses one after another and headed towards Yuhuatian.

They had just walked a few steps when they saw Yuhuatian and took out a short knife from his waist.

Almost expressionless, he stabbed in from the horse's throat.

Turn the blade.

Almost instantly, the black horse, which was trembling in pain on the ground, stopped breathing.

Yuhuatian stood up.

Mei Jian had already understood his habits, so he hurried over and handed him a handkerchief.

Jin Xiangyu originally thought that Yuhuatian used the handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

But never thought about it.

Yu Huatian just wiped off the blood on the knife in his hand drop by drop.

He seemed to be a clean freak, even the blood on the hilt was wiped off bit by bit.

The dagger was sheathed.

The Nether Sword was sheathed.

To the east of Longmen Inn.

The fiery red morning sun poked out one-third of its head, illuminating the golden desert yellow sand.

Yuhuatian took a long breath.

The unique sandy atmosphere of this desert contains a strong smell of blood.

At this moment.

Behind Yu Huatian stood the gold inlaid jade plum sword orchid sword, Wu Baihu and [-] Jinyiwei.

The battle is over, and the yellow sand is full of corpses and blood.

Yuhuatian said calmly.

"Bury my dark horse alive."

"Yes, my lord."

"Gold inlaid with jade."

Jin Xiangyu was originally behind Yuhuatian, but he hadn't reacted from this scene yet.

Yuhuatian suddenly called her.

Mei Jian on the side hurriedly slapped the sleeve of gold inlaid jade.

"what?"

Chapter 137 Ruthless Besieged

"Yuhuatian, I... I'm here."

"Originally, I planned to leave today after killing people. I suddenly wanted to drink desert spirits."