Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Tiezhu held his head and screamed in horror, "Master, are you crazy? Your companions are in here, and you can't tell them apart. If you chop them randomly like this, you will hurt them!"

He turned a deaf ear to the words and slowly raised the sword in his hand.

The next moment, a bright sword light flashed before her eyes.

All the monks surrounding her fell down screaming.

Their throats and tracheas were all cut horizontally, and blood was all over the ground.

"Where did this lunatic come from! Come on, let's go together and kill her!"

The other monks reacted quickly, and all of them mobilized their magic power to open the barrier and the Qi armor, and they tightly grasped the magic weapons in their hands.

The three monks jumped high and were about to punch anyone on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a flash before my eyes, and Ren Yi, dressed in white, appeared among them.

"I caught you."

The three men were terrified, but before they could react, their arms suddenly felt cold, and the arms of the three men that were close to either side were all thrown high into the air!

"what--!"

The three men screamed in pain and fell from mid-air along with their broken arms, scattering on the ground.

The other two monks also took advantage of this opportunity and quickly approached Ren Yi.

The long sword in his hand was wrapped in terrifying magical flames and slashed at anyone fiercely.

He just bent down to dodge, and his speed was so fast that only a shadow was left in front of their eyes.

The next moment, both of their bodies shook violently at the same time.

They looked down at their chests in disbelief. The long sword that had pierced them from the back had pierced them.

There was a white hand on the other man’s chest.

This thin and somewhat frail palm was actually much sharper than a high-level magic weapon, and it easily pierced through him, a cultivator at the peak of the fifth level.

As the two monks slowly fell down, Ren Yi, who was standing behind them with a strange smile on his face, appeared.

The few strands of soft black hair fluttering in the wind on the forehead could not hide the pair of eyes full of hostility.

She twisted her neck and stretched, looking like she was enjoying it very much.

She slowly raised her bloody hand, and the smile on her face deepened.

It's been a long time since I felt the pleasure of slaughter.

This is an illusion, not reality.

It's all a dream anyway. Here, as long as she wants, she can recover to her peak state.

There is no need to worry about the backlash from the law of nature, and you can kill people comfortably.

"Go together!"

The surrounding monks displayed various colorful martial arts.

The fierce gale was like a surging sea wave, carrying wind blades, golden spikes, ice cones and countless long swords and spears, smashing towards any location!

Holding the blood-stained sword in his hand, he curled his lips and smiled slightly.

The next moment, Ren Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the black in his eyes quickly faded away, replaced by a dazzling purple-gold color.

The totem on the forehead flickered, sometimes like a burning black flame, sometimes like a red-gold auspicious cloud.

She slowly raised her head, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers slowly.

Om-! !

An invisible air wave suddenly surged out from the ground with Ren Yi as its center!

All the monks present were enveloped by this air wave.

Their figures were suspended in mid-air, and the golden blades, spears and swords were also suspended in mid-air.

All the monks who rushed towards it felt as if an invisible big hand grabbed their hearts.

As long as the owner of this big hand wants, he can crush them at any time.

The next moment, the air wave crushed their hearts fiercely, and a large amount of blood gushed out of their mouths uncontrollably.

The monks fell to the ground one after another like raindrops.

Any figure flashed by at such a speed that only shadows were left on the ground.

She just swung the sword in her hand left and right, and the monk in the air was strangely cut into several pieces.

The hands, legs and head gradually separated.

All this happened in just a moment, so fast that the blood didn't even have time to flow out.

Bang bang bang!

The successive falling sounds broke Tiezhu's dull gaze.

Those monks who were almost cut into pieces were scattered all over the ground, and all kinds of magical instruments and weapons also fell with a bang.

In an instant, the entire garden was flooded with blood.

Standing in the middle of a sea of ​​blood and corpses, his white robe was covered with large spots of blood.

The blue sword was filled with blood, which kept dripping from the tip of the sword.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the warm blood in his hands. The corners of his mouth curled up in excitement, and his eyes became warmer and warmer.

She laughed softly.

His laughter was filled with brutality and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness.

The little boy floating in the air slowly landed on the ground.

He stared at Ren Yi blankly, his heart and soul trembling, unable to utter a word.

Those who had just bullied him fell in front of him, covered in blood.

He looked at Ren Yi, dragging the sword and walking towards him step by step.

In the blood-red sky, she stood in front of him and gently lifted his chin with a slender finger.

"Little kid, don't eat anything."

Just as he finished speaking, a monk with a cut-off arm suddenly jumped up from the ground and stabbed at Ren Yi fiercely with the long knife in his hand.

His random gaze still lingered on the boy's face, and his right hand holding the sword made a sword flower.

A sharp sword light flashed by, and the monk's body suddenly stiffened, and his head flew high up.

The hot blood splattered on Ren Yi and the boy's cheeks, bloody and seductive.

Tears slowly slid down the boy's eyes, diluting the scarlet color.

When they spat on him, he did not cry;

He did not cry when they ate his servant animals;

He didn't cry when they gnawed at his body.

But at this moment, someone finally came to save him and made him realize that he was no longer alone.

His tears slowly fell.

The little boy stared at Ren Yi blankly, his hoarse voice full of fatigue:

"Sister, who are you?"

Ren Yi didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

The few monks left in the garden stood there in a daze, staring at Ren Yi with pale faces and fear in their eyes.

If, if they had rushed up together just now.

By now their bodies were already cold.

One of the other monks turned around and tried to run out.

Ren Yi narrowed his eyes, turned his wrist, and the sword instantly flew out of his hand towards the monk.

With a puff, the monk who was pierced by the sword fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Before he could get up, his head was held down by a random hand.

He couldn't help but tremble all over, feeling the arbitrary breath behind him getting closer and closer.

The breath of death came to my face.

He reached out his hand and inserted it into her head, knocking it hard against the ground again and again.

But after only three or four times, the monk suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a ball of black hair.

The black hair moved, and with a bang it turned into the appearance of Xiaoru.

Xiaoru shook his head, still a little confused.

Ren Yi did not kill the monk directly, but instead reached deeper and forcefully pulled out a white soul.

The moment his soul left his body, the monk who was nailed through the ground disappeared.

The white soul also returned to its dark appearance.

Yun An had a splitting headache when he woke up. He could clearly see everything that happened just now, but his body was out of control.

He was like a soul trapped in a silkworm cocoon and could only watch it all quietly.

The remaining three monks were killed by random swords before they could escape.

A slender, pale arm thrust into the back of their heads and pulled out the spirit.

The three Ye siblings covered their heads and slowly stood up.

The confused thoughts suddenly became clear when he met the hostility in Ren Yi's eyes.

Although I saved them at will, the feeling of near death just now, the feeling of being forcibly pulled out of my soul...

It's heart-wrenching.

Yun An broke the silence and asked, "How did you find us?"

Tiezhu also slowly moved to the opposite side, "Yes, how did you find it?"

puff!

The light blue sword sank deeply into Tiezhu's chest, freezing the expression on his face.

Everyone looked at Ren Yi in disbelief.

Is she really crazy and has lost her mind?

"Spider-boy, do you like playing hide and seek?"

He tilted his head and looked at Tiezhu with a strange smile in his eyes.

"Now I'll catch you and you'll hide."