In those years, the cultivators we cut together

At this moment, in the black forest corrupted by the corpse's aura, Lin Xiaolu saw Liu Boyang who had been resurrected from the dead. He didn't intend to speak, but walked towards him quietly, dragging his knife.

Liu Boyang didn't run away either, but just quietly looked at the young man who plucked his hair.

"I was also killed by Buhuagu before, and I don't want to bring this monster to kill other classmates, but I can't help it, each is his own master, after all, this life is given by others."

"Family? Which family? Zongheng?" Lin Xiaolu asked, holding a knife.

Hearing this question, Liu Boyang was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that Lin Xiaolu actually guessed that it was Senior Zongheng, but then, he scratched his head helplessly, and said:

"Opportunities are often accompanied by the bad luck of killing people. My fate is good. I got a big chance and became the fangs of my predecessors. Your fate is not good, so I will die here today."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu took a deep breath, and then, with a soft "Wow!", he came to Liu Boyang in an instant, raised his long knife high, and smashed Huashan!

"Bang!"

With a deafening bang, the Dageng bronze slashed on Buhuagu's indestructible head, Lin Xiaolu was stunned, he didn't expect that Buhuagu would suddenly leave the battlefield to protect Liu Boyang, and in the next second, he was killed by Buhua The bone claw hit the chest!

"Pfft!"

A swirl of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Lin Xiaolu was sent flying horizontally before he could speak a word. After he landed, he rolled over, and a long and deep muddy ditch was formed by friction between electric light and flint.

He was stunned, how could this guy be so powerful!My own Yamata no Orochi's physique can't bear it!

"Brother Lu!"

"Lin Xiaolu!"

"Little deer!"

In the sky, many teenagers were shocked when they saw Lin Xiaolu being injured, and they all rushed towards Buhuagu at an extremely fast speed, while Liu Boyang hid behind Buhuagu with a blank expression on his face.

In fact, as a cultivator, it doesn't feel good for him to watch his bones gobble up his classmates these few days. He even met a classmate with him and had a better relationship with him before.

At that time, those classmates knelt down and kowtowed to him, begging him to let them go, but it's a pity...he couldn't help it.

People, after all, have to live for themselves, and their own life was given by Senior Zongheng, and it is only right and proper for them to serve him.

He hid in the dark, watching countless students flying down and fighting fiercely with Bu Huagu, and said to himself helplessly:

"Fortunately, I haven't seen the bone-shattering cannibalism these days, and I'm getting used to it."

During the scuffle on the ground, Bingtang'er helped Lin Xiaolu who was coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth, and pressed his wounded chest with her tender hands to heal him. At this moment, in the grassland, the fierce fighting had completely blossomed.

Perhaps it was due to eating too much flesh and blood during this period. Compared with Raksha Village, both speed and strength have increased tremendously. At this moment, all the teenagers in the field are trapped by Liu Boyang's spiritual retreat. There is no way to retreat, although it is true that there are so many people in the siege, but in fact it is still a bit like being unilaterally slaughtered!

In the arena, Bu Huagu flashed from left to right, with black corpse energy surging all over his body. He kept using the simplest and most direct attack methods to reap human lives. After a short while, several heavenly favored sons fell, and the scalding juvenile plasma was sprayed everywhere. Yes, no one is its single enemy!

This kind of situation is very hopeless, the bombardment of the full-blown spiritual power does not make any waves on it, and it can completely destroy all the defenses of the teenagers with a random claw. Lin Xiaolu even saw a flying high in the sky struggling to escape. The young man was chased by Buhua Gufei, and he was torn in half in the air, raining blood all over the sky.

Such a scene, I am afraid that hell is nothing more than this!

"Xu Mi Sword Six!"

In the arena, Ah Yi wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, swung the bamboo sword and drove countless sword lights flying out, and the short Shangguan Hami melon in the crowd was not to be outdone, he made a tactic with his small hand, and the Great Burial Sutra was running. Thousands of evil spirits.

The two of them suppressed Buhuagu at the same time, one with sword energy soaring to heaven and earth, and the other with demon power in all directions, and then the two Nascent Souls, Gongyang Xiamu and Zhaomumu, shot at the same time, bombarding Buhuagu's head in parallel.

But even with this kind of beating, the boneless body still didn't respond. Instead, everyone was shocked by the roar of hatred soaring into the sky. In the end, he grabbed Ah Yi's bamboo sword, raised his bone hand and chopped it, abruptly. Cut off the spirit sword bestowed by senior Jianshang.

Ah Yi wasn't smart in the first place, and he was stunned when the sword broke. If it wasn't for Zhuang Baobao, who was on the side with sharp eyes and quick hands, he would have been torn to pieces by Buhua Gu's claws.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaolu didn't bother to care about Liu Boyang anymore, he roared and joined the battlefield holding the Dageng bronze vessel, and charged forward. The huge Dageng bronze vessel greeted his face desperately, and the students around him also cooperated one by one, front, back, left, right Surrounded by a group of beatings in all directions, the passionate shouts of killing became louder and louder.

"Shout!"

In the arena, the boneless and withered arm slashed horizontally and vertically, and slapped the Dageng bronze knife with one claw. Its amazing force directly shocked Lin Xiaolu back again and again, and then she turned around and flew out a black air. With a knife, he broke through the spiritual shield of the wild dog Taoist behind him, and cut a long and narrow wound on his stomach. If he hadn't covered his stomach in time, his intestines would probably fly out.

The violent melee was as fast as lightning, and the wild dog was just one of the countless casualties. With such a quick fight, several students would be killed or injured almost every blink of an eye. Kill everyone present!

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and Zhuge Dan, who was charging on a pig, was thrown away by Buhua Lian and the pig.

"Wow!" The talisman that Gongyang Xiamu pasted on its head had no effect, and turned into ashes instead.

Shangguan Hami Guajiao, who was full of demonic energy, drank and fell to the sky, but even if her small body turned into a black demon god with a height of [-] meters, she still couldn't suppress it, and was knocked down with one hand by Bu Huagu leaping up.

Although Buhuagu has a single attack method and doesn't have any particularly fancy means, but with its undead characteristics and weird power that is more terrifying than Lin Xiaolu, none of the more than 600 people can withstand her attack without a hit. Injuried! "

At the moment when the fight reached its peak, Bingtang'er slapped the ground with her palm, and the Buhuagu who was killing so much was immediately frozen by her spiritual power, but within half a second of the freezing, she broke through the ice and slapped Bingtang'er with her claws Seeing this, Lin Xiaolu quickly stood in front of Bingtang'er, and slapped it out!

Palm to claw!

"boom!"

With a bang, an invisible wave of air spread a hundred meters away, and the entire ground continued to sink, and the right arm of the young man who raised his palm was broken with a "click", and the whole person flew out again, Bingtang He couldn't catch his son even if he wanted to catch it, and was also knocked into the air by him.

"puff!"

On the grass where the blood flowed like a river, Bu Huagu opened his arms wide and swept across, and the heads of several teenagers around her immediately flew high, and the surging blood pillars surging from their heads and necks surrounded her like a fountain .

Despair and unwillingness were written on those immature young faces, as if they were warning all the living people that this Great Rakshasa Heaven is the tomb of all the arrogants in the Three Thousand Worlds!