Great Slaughter System

"Who are you?"

Xue Tu frowned and asked.

Ximen Chuixue was dressed in fluttering white clothes, with a dark, long and narrow long sword hanging from his waist, exuding an ancient aura.

"Ximen Chuuxue."

"Ximen Chuuxue?"

Xuetu exchanged glances with Xuesha who was beside him, but neither of them could figure out when there would be such a number one person in Zhenwu Continent.

"No matter who you are, since you've come in, don't leave."

Xuetu stopped talking nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, a monstrous river of blood swayed out, and the void was shaken by the power of the river of blood.

Ximen Chuuxue had already received Shen Lang's voice transmission, so he had no scruples and just shot directly.

hum!

The long sword at the waist was unsheathed suddenly, a cold light emerged, the void was split, the river of blood was split in two by the cold light, and flowed past Ximen Chuixue.

The battle broke out quickly, Ji Wudao faced Xue Fiend, and the pressure from just now was gone. Ji Wudao, who had finally recovered his breath, erupted with ferocious power, and every punch caused the sky to vibrate.

This time the outbreak was more intense, better than before.

It was as if the appearance of Ximen Chuuxue gave them a stimulant.

Seeing that Ximen Chuuxue broke his attack so easily, Xue Tu's eyes flashed with solemnity.

This Ximen Blowing Blood is definitely stronger than imagined.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was cold, as if it wanted to kill all vitality.

With every sword strike, the void will be shattered and silenced, and the scene is extremely terrifying.

puff! ! !

Ximen Chuuxue smashed Xuetu's blood palm with his sword, and pierced Xuetu's palm along the way.

But Xuetu seemed to have pierced not his own palm, he raised his other palm indifferently, and slapped Ximen Chuixue's chest.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his brows, but he was not surprised, the long sword in his hand suddenly flashed coldly, half of Xuetu's palm was cut off in an instant, and even blocked the attack with Xuetu's other palm.

Xuetu flew back at a high speed, and his half-cut palm squirmed for a while, and it returned to normal in a blink of an eye.

"Um?"

Seeing this weird scene, even Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help being surprised.

"Hmph, as long as the primordial spirit is immortal and a drop of blood remains, I can recover. This is the Blood Demon Sutra."

As if showing off, Xuetu snorted sarcastically.

"Yeah?"

Ximen Chuixue looked at Xuetu indifferently, "Then it will be as you wish, and your soul will be shattered, and there will be no blood left."

"Arrogance, this old man has been in the Zhenwu Continent for more than three hundred years, and no one has dared to say that my primordial spirit will be shattered, and there will be no blood left."

hum! ! !

A cold light suddenly lit up, and the space with a radius of more than a thousand meters was shattered in an instant, and the shattered space was filled with sword intent.

"The Cry of the Gorefiend"

In an instant, the Gorefiend Qi emanating from the Gorefiend Formation poured into Xuetu's body.

With the infusion of Gorefiend Qi, Xuetu's body swelled up like a balloon.

Before the two could launch an attack, their momentum began to collide.

"So strong!"

The warriors who were besieging the Corpse Controlling Sect couldn't help but change their expressions after feeling the aura of Ximen Chuuxue in the sky.

The two of them were already so terrifying before they started attacking. If they fought, the entire Martial Arts Plaza would probably be sunk.

"Run."

Yue Wuhen flew up in an instant and fled towards the outside of Martial Arts Square.

Although no matter where they escaped, they might die in the end, but they didn't want to wait there knowing that they would die.

Now everyone used 12% of their strength and fled outwards quickly.

The powerhouses in the Void Hole Realm are sure to destroy the world at every turn, and now they finally know how terrifying the Void Hole Realm experts are.

boom! ! !

As soon as everyone fled, they heard a violent explosion.

A long sword with a breath of death pierced out from the center of the two auras in an instant.

Xue Tu's body also swelled to the extreme, roared angrily, and swung a palm at Ximen Chuuxue.

In an instant, everything was silent, and the sky appeared in a short vacuum.

Xuetu's palm force only persisted for a moment before it was shattered by Ximen Chuuxue.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, Xuetu couldn't help but suddenly changed his expression.

It was like seeing something terrible.

How strong his attack is, others don't know, but he himself is very clear, even the strong in the late stage of Dongxu dare not take it hard.

But it was such a strong blow, but Ximen Chuuxue took it, and broke his attack with a more powerful posture.

People who saw Ximen Chuuxue's sword couldn't help but think that this sword should not be a sword technique in the world.

No one could have imagined that someone could use a sword to such an extent.

This kind of power is probably only possible in the fourth form of Li Mubai's Qinglian Sword Song.

The long sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand trembled, and every tremor would cause vibrations in the void.

When the sword of death came in front of Xuetu, Ximen Chuuxue's figure was completely swallowed by the shattered space, but although people couldn't see it, the sword representing death was still there.

"Shattered!"

Xuetu's body was strangled inch by inch by that force of death, first his feet, then his legs, all the way up to his head.

"No!!!"

Xue Tu roared in fear.

"Blood massacre!!!"

Xuesha, who was fighting with Ji Wudao, saw this scene, and his expression changed drastically.

boom! ! !

When Xue Tu's head was shattered by the power of death, it instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

A tiny drop of blood in the blood mist, invisible to the naked eye, shot towards the direction of the blood fiend at an extremely fast speed.

This is the most essential drop of blood in Xue Tu's body, and this drop of blood contains the last trace of Xue Tu's consciousness.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was very terrifying, and destroyed most of his soul and essence.

This drop of blood essence was preserved by him with all his strength.

Just when Xuetu thought he could escape and ascend to heaven, the terrifying sword of death appeared again.

puff! ! !

The sharp sword tip pierced the drop of blood instantly.

When the sword pierced the drop of blood, a phantom of Xuetu's face slowly rose from the drop of blood, and then turned into a cloud of green smoke, dissipating in the sky and the earth.

"What, what?"

"The powerhouse in the Void Cave Realm just died like this?"

Everyone watched this scene in disbelief.

Ji Wudao said solemnly: "Well, Xue Tu's soul was completely strangled, even the Blood Demon Sutra cannot save him."

After beheading Xue Tu, Ximen Chuuxue's face turned pale.

Even with Ximen Chuuxue's strength, it was not easy to kill a strong man in the Void Hole Realm.

Ximen Chuuxue also used his lore sword, which he had comprehended at the last moment when he was fighting Ye Gucheng.

That sword can be called "the sword of death."

However, although that sword is powerful, it also requires a lot of consumption.

It takes the unity of spirit, energy and spirit to issue that peak sword.

And that peak sword can no longer be called a skill, but can already be called a way.

The audience was silent.

The fall of a Void Hole expert is definitely a major event, let alone a Void Void expert from the Blood Demon Sect.

Xue Tu might not be the strongest in the Void Cave Realm, but he wasn't weak either, and he was beheaded just like that.

Originally, Xue Tu's death should have made them happy. After all, if there is one less enemy, there is a glimmer of hope for survival, but now they are just the opposite, more shocked than happy.