Whether Nie Qingcheng already had such strength before the serious injury, or her strength is still growing after the serious injury, Yun Baihe doesn't know the reason, but no matter which reason it is, it makes her heart tremble.
Seeing that Yun Baihe was defeated, a large number of Nine-Headed Insect masters rushed over, stood in front of her and said, "Power protects Madam!"
"Whoever blocks me, die!"
Nie Qingcheng yelled loudly, and the bright sword light split the chest of a domineering warrior in an instant, and the man died on the spot.
If in the Ji Mansion she killed people because of emotional fluctuations, then this time she really made the killing intent. She and Yun Baihe have broken off their friendship, and they are no longer two sisters, but endless enemies.
She wants to kill Yun Baihe, and anyone who dares to stop her will die. She has the heart of a Bodhisattva, but the lives of people in the world are not as good as her relatives. Her heart is still full of kindness, but only for her relatives. Her sword Sharp and cold!
She is no longer the pure girl she was back then, she is an elder, for the sake of her descendants, she would rather commit suicide!
At this time, Shanghai has basically been completely controlled by the Nine-Headed Insect. The battle here has attracted many Nine-Headed Insect masters, including several half-step saint realm powerhouses, and as many as a dozen kingly warriors.
Nie Qingcheng was blatantly fearless, but her face was full of coldness, and the cold light in her eyes was breathtaking. She stepped forward, swung the broken sword in her hand, and the curved warrior was as vulnerable as a scarecrow in front of her.
The bright sword light instantly cut off the long sword in a person's hand, whistling across his neck, the person's head was cut off and flew away, the blood gushed wildly, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
At this moment, Nie Qingcheng, who is like a celestial being, is even more like a bloodthirsty demon king than Yun Baihe who is practicing magic kung fu. With a broken sword, he slashed six long swords and cut six people in half. Rolling and falling to the ground, scarlet blood erupted like a fountain at the fractured part of the corpse.
But the Broken Sword didn't stop there. Instead, it turned into a peerless sharp edge and directly passed through the throat of a half-step holy man. Blood sprayed out, and the body slowly fell to the ground.
Everyone was terrified, it was too terrifying, with just one sword, he killed six kingly warriors and a half-step saint realm powerhouse, oh my god, is she a god of death?
The rest of the Nine-Headed Insect tribe was frightened and wanted to escape, and even a few half-step saint realm powerhouses were so frightened that their legs were weak. Oh my god, this is too terrifying, it is simply invincible!
Some people have already started to run away. Facing the invincible God of Killing, there is no other way to survive except to run away from them. But in an instant, two people were pierced through the chest by Nie Qingcheng's sword glow, and their bodies were strung together. He was lifted high in the air and then thrown out.
Nie Qingcheng had no intention of giving up at all. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and the light shone across the sky and the earth. The night turned into day, and there were only corpses and blood on the ground. The blood flowed into a river, and the corpses piled up like a mountain.
Maybe all the people who were familiar with Nie Qingcheng back then would not believe that a pure girl who was so kind that she couldn't bear to kill even a bug turned into such a murderous god, but in fact, this is not surprising. A woman Once it becomes crazy, its terrifying degree is definitely more than that of a man.
Nie Qingcheng is now in a state of madness. If she wants to protect her relatives, she must go crazy and kill her.
A group of Nine-Headed Insect masters are desperately fleeing, even the half-step Saint Realm powerhouses have such an impulse, Yun Baihe yelling loudly doesn't work, ma'am? You're not my wife, I'm working for you, but I can't risk my life just to flatter you.
Yun Baihe was furious, and slapped the head of a kingly martial artist, the slap was smashed, blood and brains sprayed on Yun Baihe's face, making her complexion even more ferocious, and shouted sharply: "Whoever dares to take a step back , is a traitor, and must accept the cruelest punishment from the Nine-Headed Insect!"
All the escaped masters immediately stopped in their tracks, trembling violently. They were very clear about how cruel the Nine-Headed Insect's punishment was, and they immediately cut off the idea of ??running away, because it was a kind of death that was hundreds of times more terrifying. torment.
"Go, kill her!"
Yun Baihe roared, she once again proved that she is not as good as Nie Qingcheng, and because of this, the hatred in her heart has deepened, and she will kill Nie Qingcheng no matter what.
A group of masters did not dare to run away, so they turned around and besieged Nie Qingcheng.
"I said that those who stand in my way will die!"
Facing the siege of a group of masters, Nie Qingcheng didn't care at all, he shot the truss mercilessly, the broken sword was dazzling, and a materialized sword glow crossed the sky like a rainbow penetrating the sun, the terrifying energy fluctuations were endless, and the unparalleled sword edge was cold It was frightening, and many people on the spot were blown away by the surging edge before they even touched the sword light.
A peerless sword that no one can handle. The terrifying sword energy made everyone feel terrified. Countless people quickly retreated towards the storm. How could Nie Qingcheng, who was like a sword fairy, compete with him?
Countless swords were cut off to the ground, like the sword light of God's punishment, across the necks of one person after another, heads rolled, blood waves soared into the sky, dozens of headless corpses collapsed to the ground, and blood mist filled the air.
On one side, Wuchang waited for the sword cultivator to almost kneel down and bow down. The sword fairy must be the fairy of the sword. How could a mortal have a mythical sword technique.
"Grandma, you are so awesome, just beat them like this, to the death!" Although Ji Tianlin was still caught in his hands, he couldn't help but shouted excitedly.
Even Ji Tianqi babbled and babbled, imitating Ji Tianlin's accent, saying: "Auntie, aunt"
The species of the Nie family is also different. Seeing the blood flowing into rivers and the corpses all over the ground, Lin Xiaomeng and Luo Luo were both trembling with fright. Instead of feeling scared, these two little boys felt like they were watching a big show.
The two brothers' voices attracted Yun Baihe's attention, and at the same time brought disaster to the two brothers.
When Nie Qingcheng was slaughtering crazily, Yun Baihe came to the front of two half-step saint realm powerhouses in a flash, grabbed Ji Tianlin and Ji Tianqi, and shouted: "Stop her for me!"
She didn't ask two half-step Saint Realm powerhouses to kill Nie Qingcheng, that was just asking for death, and she didn't want to see Nine-Headed Worm lose too many masters.
Hearing that they were only blocking Nie Qingcheng, the two half-step saint realm powerhouses breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that even if they were not as good as Nie Qingcheng, it was still possible for so many people to block her for a while before escaping.
After receiving Yun Baihe's order, almost all the masters of the Nine-Headed Insect moved and rushed towards Nie Qingcheng together.
However, Yun Baihe sneered at Nie Qingcheng and said: "Nie Qingcheng, I will take these two little brats away first, don't worry, we will meet again soon."
When Ji Tianlin heard that he was going to take him away, he immediately became anxious, and shouted: "Damn old woman, let me go quickly, auntie, help me"
Nie Qingcheng was even more anxious, but he was besieged by many masters, how could he pull away to stop Yun Baihe? He could only watch Yun Baihe leave with the two children.
"Ah kill!"
Nie Qingcheng let out a daring roar, and slashed out with a broken sword in his hand, like a tiger plunging into a flock of sheep, slaughtering all the way, countless heads rolled to the ground, blood waves were surging, and scarlet blood boiled on the ground. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com