Chapter 633: Take your life!

The crowd opened their mouths in shock.
The ace blood swordsman known as Xingtang! It was broken so easily.
"Humph!"
Xiao Yu snorted coldly, holding the Seven-Star Sword, the blue starlight flickered, and he slashed at a person first, as if he was training.
Since they don't even mean to keep their hands, why do they need to have mercy on them?
Simply kill it!
"Don't be stunned, come on!" Jiang Ling was frightened and shouted immediately.
Seeing Xiao Yu taking the lead to kill himself, one of the blood-swordsmen was moved for the first time in his life, but he gritted his teeth and roared and slashed up.
The sharp light turned into a blade of several meters, and greeted him without hesitation.
"Keng!"
The blood knife hand's long sword was cut off in an instant, and a sword light immediately penetrated his chest.
Dead!
"I want to be my seven-star sword? I'm looking for death!"
The Seven Star Sword also buzzed slightly, sending out a cheerful vibration.
"You also think these people are hateful, don't you? Then kill them!"
Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a killing intent.
He has never been a kind person, as long as no one takes the initiative to provoke him, he will not easily kill.
Moreover, he has given them two chances. In that case, does he need to keep his hands?
"Don't give him a chance! Let's go together!" One of the blood-swordsmen immediately realized the terribleness of this young man, roared wildly, and the remaining eight people rushed forward.
"Shrimp soldiers and crabs! Tianyu Meteor Sword!"
Xiao Yu groaned in his heart, and a blue pike was cut out in an instant, then sank into the air and disappeared.
"This kid pretends, don't lie to him!" Jiang Ling shouted again.
The eight people immediately reacted and culled again, their spiritual power surged, and the offensive they launched this time was even more terrifying.
But they seemed to have forgotten that Xiao Yu was not an ordinary mid-stage pill formation stage.
His seven-star sword is not an ordinary sword.
And his sword style is not an ordinary sword style.
"Look!"
Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, everyone looked up, and then saw countless rays of light falling from the sky.
"Shoo!"
Sword style like a meteor, falling from the sky, pouring down like a violent storm.
"Hurry up!"
At this time, Liang Bai finally couldn't hold back, he quickly shouted, but it was too late.
"what!!!"
A scream of screams sounded, and the eight swordsmen directly pierced the body with the pouring sword style. Eight people, like a sieve, died on the spot.
The whole venue was filled with a smell, Jiang Ling's pupils shrank, and Liang Bai's face became pale.
Those onlookers all unconsciously chilled their backs, and the hostility of death enveloped the venue, making people breathless.
This boy turned out to be the executioner who killed people on the battlefield without blinking!
Xiao Yu indifferently scanned the people who had died tragically on the ground. These people were all dead.
His gaze immediately fell on Liang Bai, and he said: "I have given them the opportunity, but they don't cherish it, or you don't cherish it!"
"Boy, you...you are so bold..." Jiang Ling's face was pale, but he couldn't help but cried.
"Haw, you will kill you first!"
Xiao Yu had long seen Jiang Ling not pleasing to his eyes, and immediately killed him with the sword. Jiang Ling's face changed wildly and exclaimed: "Minister, help me!"
"Presumptuous! Do you consider me Liang Bai a decoration!?"
Liang Bai couldn't hold on to his face, and his successive ignorance made him furious.
Originally, he thought it would be cruel to give an order to kill this young marshal, but now it seems that this kid must die!