Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

No. 3, Blood Ax Song Dynasty, the sixth-level battle, in order to protect their loved ones, ordinary people awakened.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came.

"Return to our ancestors and devote ourselves to the Lord!"

The next moment.

The eyes of the remaining cultists turned red, and they began to circulate their blood vessels, actively accelerating the erosion.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Following a series of wailing and strange screams, strange things appeared on the cultists one after another. Some had scales on their bodies, some had fingers turned into claws, and some teeth became extremely sharp.

In addition, his eyes turned blood red, full of cruelty and ferocity.

On the surface, it seems that reason and wisdom have disappeared, leaving only madness and bestiality.

Seeing this scene, the law enforcement officers of the Martial Arts Association struck harder and cursed angrily.

"Damn cultists, who turned their backs on humanity, go to hell!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill these sons of bitches."

"Bah! It's inappropriate for a good person to take refuge in a strange beast, a human being is raped!"

"You are not worthy of being a human being if you take a group of wild beasts as your master! Die!"

"..."

However, despite the scolding, their situation didn't look too good under the crazy attack from the opposite side, which was not afraid of life and death.

For a time, what was originally a stable and suppressed situation became evenly matched.

The battle situation has also undergone considerable changes.

Ten seconds later.

"Boom~"

There was a loud noise, and three or four black figures instantly broke through a wall of the martial arts hall.

Immediately afterwards, he ran away wildly, very fast, and did not stop for a moment.

However, before they could run very far, a figure holding an ax appeared across the sky, blocking the path they must pass, and exuding great pressure and momentum.

"Hahaha... It's a big fish! There is actually a sixth-grade cult messenger? I've been waiting for you for a long time! Leave it to me! Cut the mountain with one axe!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to attack.

In an instant, a huge and shocking energy-blood giant ax attack appeared in the sky, which contained an indomitable momentum.

Cracked down hard.

"Boom~"

One second later.

The entire street suddenly collapsed, and a gap of more than ten meters long appeared in the middle. Waves of dust and rubble rose into the sky, covering the scene in a cloud of dust.

And those three figures had disappeared without a trace, and it seemed as if there were no bones left.

But the figure high in the sky is still ready to attack at any time.

In perception, only two of the following three channels of qi and blood have declined significantly.

The remaining qi and blood, although slightly declining, can still be considered as powerful as a rainbow.

After a few breaths, a figure rose into the sky. A sixth-grade cultist with a slightly damaged mask stood in the air to confront him, and shouted angrily in a hoarse voice.

"Damn it! It's you! Blood Ax Song Chen! Bastard! How dare you use such a large-scale attack in the city? Aren't you afraid of causing huge losses and hurting innocent people?"

"Is this how you protect the human race and the people?"

Hearing this, the figure holding the giant ax on the other side showed a trace of disdain on his face.

"Hmph! It's not the turn of a traitor like you to preach!"

"One more thing! You idiot! Haven't you noticed by now that the people in the nearby streets have been cleared out in advance?"

"As for battle losses, as long as I can kill you traitors, it's nothing in comparison!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Just die!"

As he said that, he rushed over quickly and attacked crazily with one axe after another.

Each tool contains thousands of calories of energy and blood, and its lethality is off the charts.

Hearing this, the cult messenger's face was full of aggrievedness under his mask.

He never expected that the news would be leaked and the stronghold would be suddenly exposed.

If I had been prepared, this would never have been the case.

Faced with such a powerful attack, the cult messenger could only resist it with bare hands again and again.

I dare not take out my commonly used weapons at all.

After all, taking it out will mean that your identity will be exposed, and you will have to live in pursuit from now on.

In fact, in addition to this, he has another trump card, which is blood transformation.

But every time it is used, it will increase the erosion of the blood. If it is used too often, it will not only affect the mind, but also have more serious consequences.

Don't dare to hold weapons, don't dare to use trump cards.

For a moment, the cult messenger was in a dilemma, hesitant and hesitant. He could only resist while looking for opportunities to escape.

There are not many people here who can be used as amulets, so find a place with many people. By then, the other party will naturally throw a rat weapon.

Blood Ax Song Chen was also well aware of the evil cult messenger's plan, and his attacks became more and more fierce.

When encountering a non-fatal attack, he wouldn't even try to dodge. He would just bear it and fight hard, vowing to take it down completely before it could complete its goal.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

There were constant explosions in the sky, and drops of blood fell to the ground. They were as heavy as gold particles, making small craters on the ground.

From time to time, pieces of flesh and blood fell.

The cult messenger looked at the right time, resisted an attack, and fled madly towards the center of the city.

At the same time, turn up the volume and roar loudly.

"Bloodaxe Song Chen, you and I are both in the sixth level, let me go now."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for dragging countless people to die together!"

The sound was so loud that it spread to a radius of ten miles.

At this moment, the people who were awakened by the fighting turned pale with fear and prayed silently.

Some children were even scared to tears.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...It's so scary."

"Mommy mommy……"

"It's so scary...Daddy hugs..."

"..."

Faced with this, the parents could only look sad, gently pick up their babies, and keep comforting them with their hands.

At this moment, they felt extremely resentful and despaired of their own weakness, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Without power, I can only passively accept the results, which is so sad.

Among them, a small number of people who had heard of, purchased, and practiced the yellow-level skill "The Demonic Body of Pain" thought of that skill again at this moment.

I once gave up practicing because I couldn't bear the pain.

If you can survive this time.

For the sake of my daughter, son, wife, parents... I must continue to practice.

Countless ordinary people made a silent oath in their hearts.

For the sake of my family, no matter how painful it is, I must continue to practice hard in the future.

As long as it hurts to death, practice until death.

Even if the upper limit is locked at the lower third level, it is still a hundred times better than being an ordinary person.

At least, it can give your loved ones a chance of survival.

Over the city, Blood Ax Song Chen roared angrily.

"There is a huge difference between the sixth grade and the sixth grade! With this blow, I will let you go! Meteor Slash!"

As he spoke, a blood-colored ax shadow appeared behind him, and instantly merged into the weapon. In the next moment, it turned into a meteor strike, and the ax was thrown out.

It didn't seem to be very powerful, but it made the escaped sixth-grade cult messenger feel that his life was threatened.

At this time of life and death, he didn't care about hiding his identity. He stretched out his hand and took out a long spear from the void.

Gathering all the energy and blood in his body, he turned around and made a move in the air.

"Bang~boom~boom~boom~"

Under the roar that resounded through half the city, the sixth-grade cult envoy was immediately knocked to the ground.

Countless blood was once again scattered in the sky, falling to the ground in drops, making small craters.

Then, Song Chen, the blood axe, immediately fell down and chased after him.

But he only saw his own weapons in the deep pit inside. As for the sixth-grade cult messenger, he had disappeared without a trace.

In the perception of Qi and blood, he also lost traces of the other party.

After searching around, they only found a spear that had been chopped into half.