Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

"Do you want to go any further?"

Everyone looked at each other, unable to make a decision for a while.

They knew that those who could kill these people must be very terrible people.

If these people encounter them, they will surely die.

"Woo!!!!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of howling wolves in the dense forest.

Along with howling wolves, many crows flew over from the sky in the dense forest ahead.

Everyone remembered that howling wolves and crows had been around for many days.

Animals are often more sensitive to danger than humans.

Even if they can get close, it means that the murderer has left.

Thinking of this, everyone stepped over the corpse and continued to move forward.

Finally, they came to the mountain gate of the Fushan School.

But they just glanced at it, and a chill rushed from their heels to the back of their heads.

Everyone's face suddenly turned pale, and their eyes were full of fear.

Several other people went limp, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground.

Corpses, corpses everywhere!

As far as they could see, the ground was covered with corpses, and the ground was covered with broken limbs and broken arms.

At the foot of the Fushan Mountain is an arch, behind the arch is a marble staircase, the steps stretch upwards, and the final point is where the Fushan Sect is located.

This arch is the entrance of the Fushan Sect, and all those who enter the Fushan Sect must submit invitations here, and they can only enter from here with their consent.

Originally there were disciples guarding the mountain here, but at this moment, there are no disciples guarding the mountain here, only corpses all over the ground.

360 Their eyes extend upwards along the marble steps until they reach the mountain gate at the end.

There were corpses along the way, and the blood had stained White's marble red.

There was too much blood on the ground, and it has not dried up until now.

The cheeky man wanted to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and he only let out a few hoarse growls.

Everyone felt their mouths were dry for a while, and the smell of blood in the air was so strong that it was disgusting.

Everyone bravely walked up the steps and entered the Fushan Sect.

Blood! Blood everywhere!

Nothing but blood is a corpse!

I often hear people say that corpses are strewn all over the field, and blood flows like rivers.

They never knew what it was like.

But now, they know.

It turns out that this is a place where corpses are strewn all over the field and blood flows like rivers!

Thick blood splashed straight down, just like rain.

It flowed across the ground, seeped into the soil, and turned the soil into blood mud.

The peach blossom trees, pines, and cypresses planted in this Fushan Sect will definitely grow luxuriantly in the coming year after being irrigated with blood.

Their arrival startled the feeding crows, who took to the sky with a cackle.

More than a dozen wild wolves raised their heads from the corpses, bared their teeth and let out a few low growls.

But the wild wolf only glanced at them, then continued to lower its head and bite the corpse.

There is already too much food here, and they have no interest in the prey in front of them.

The crowd didn't care what happened to the wild wolf, they dispersed and jumped onto the roof.

The more these people watched, the more frightened they became, and the more they watched, the more unbelievable they became. At the end of the day, only fear remained in their hearts.

All gathered together, and they descended together.

Along the way, no one spoke a single word.

They walked like flying, using Qinggong to the limit, just want to leave this ghostly creature as quickly as possible.

"The Fushan faction has been bloodbathed!"

This is what they finally came to!

It takes a lot of courage to say the simple seven words.

Fushan School is a world-famous Martial Forest Holy Land, with three Grand Great Masters sitting in the Martial Forest Holy Land.

How can it be washed by human blood?

If this sentence is said, people in the world will laugh their teeth out, so they dare not say it.

Because other people wouldn't believe it, or even they themselves didn't believe the scene they saw with their own eyes.

They told themselves over and over that what they saw was hallucinations, that they were dreaming.

But reality is reality, and reality is often cruel!

They returned to Luzhou City in despair, without saying a word.

After returning home, he closed the door and didn't come out again for several days and nights.

They were afraid, terrified.

Those who have watched Shura The Underworld, there is no one who is not afraid, no one is not afraid.

Afterwards, one after another, people entered the Fushan Sect.

Finally, the news of the bloodbath of the Fushan faction being exterminated was spread, and the whole world was in an uproar!

There are a few Great Masters who entered the Fushan Sect. They are tall in Realm and have good eyesight. By judging the sword marks on the corpse, they know the true identity of the murderer.

As a result, everyone in Martial Forest in the world knows who the murderer who did this thing is.

In April of this year, several major events took place in the Martial Forest in the southern region.

Today's Martial Forest in the Southern Territory ranges from the Holy Land of Martial Arts, down to the Xiaomen Sect and the Rivers and Lakes Sanren.

No matter what kind of people they are, they are only related to Rivers and Lakes, and they all talk about a person's name "Nanye!

Nangong Ye, the Lord of the Net, is the ninth in the Tianbang.

Legendary is only twenty years old, handsome and personable. He is a rare beautiful (aeag) man in Martial Forest.

But this handsome man is the owner of the net of the world's number one killer organization.

Apart from these, no one knows more about him.

His origin, his martial arts, his background, his life experience, everything seems to be a mystery, no one knows.

They only knew that Nangong Ye acted eccentrically, his actions were cruel and ruthless, and his methods were tyrannical.

If there is a disagreement, they will start killing people, often slaughtering the clan and destroying the faction.

Relying on his amazing skills and a group of snare masters, he regards all heroes as worthless and all living beings as ants, deterring the entire southern Martial Forest.

At the beginning of April, news of the Thousand Year fire Lingzhi Mushrooms appeared in Jingzhou City in the southern region, and the heroes of Rivers and Lakes gathered in Jingzhou City.

As a result, they went in and never came out again.

Nangong Ye led a group of snare and sword slaves to blatantly kill the thousands of Martial Forest people who went to snatch the Thousand Year Fire Lingzhi Mushrooms.

The entire Medicine Pavilion was littered with corpses, blood flowed like rivers, and the land was dyed red.

The Medicine Pavilion, which was originally the most powerful in Jingzhou City, was destroyed overnight and became an uninhabited haunted house.

From that day on, passers-by often heard the screams of ghosts coming from inside, and no one dared to approach the Medicine Pavilion ever since.

If this incident is not shocking enough, then there is a second thing that is even more shocking.

Fushan Sect in the Southern Region, the world-renowned Martial Forest Holy Land.

There are three Supreme Grand Great Masters sitting in Sect, and there are more than a dozen Grandmaster powerhouses, plus thousands of disciples.

Such a powerful holy land was wiped out by Nangong Ye in just a few days.

Up to the three supreme Grand Great Masters, down to the weak disciples of the third-rate Realm.

More than 5,000 people were all buried on the Fushan Mountain outside Xiaozhou City.

Originally like an Immortal Realm, the beautiful Fushan School gate has now become a ghostly place.

There are corpses everywhere inside the door, and stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

Thousands of corpses were piled up on the floating mountain, and the strong smell of blood spread to Fang Yuan hundreds of miles away and lingered for a long time.

Someone who looked out from Luzhou City could see groups of crows flying over the Fushan School at a glance.

They hovered densely in the sky, and the continuous wailing sound made the people who heard it feel panicked and their backs felt cold.

Now the Martial Forest in the southern region has respected Nangong Ye as the number one devil.

The forces of all parties restrained their disciples one after another, not daring to let them come out of Rivers and Lakes to cause trouble again.

I'm afraid that if I accidentally bump into Nangong Ye, it will cause the disaster of destroying the family.

As time passed, Nangong Ye's reputation spread from the Southern Region to the other four regions.

After all, the destruction of a Martial Forest Holy Land may not even have one in Hundred Years, which is enough to arouse the vigilance of all forces in Rivers and Lakes.

Sects as strong as the Fushan School were easily bloodbathed by Nangong Ye, so what about those weak Sects? Aren’t they even more fragile?

Under such circumstances, who else can remain indifferent?

Facing Nangong Ye's vicious reputation, some forces in the world are in danger, fearing that one day they will also be caught by the net and the sect will be wiped out.

Therefore, some forces in the Martial Forest united together to keep warm.

Some self-proclaimed decent people even said that people in the Martial Forest should unite to crusade against the net and completely eradicate this evil killer organization.

However, these words did not splash the slightest splash in Martial Forest.

Because none of the Great Saint prefecture-level forces in the Martial Forest came out to take the lead.

The holy land is not in the head, no matter how loud these little shrimps are, no one will pay attention to them.

And the reason why those holy places are silent about this is because they have already guessed the reason why Nangong Ye destroyed the Fushan faction.

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