Chapter 385: Sprinkle salt on the wound

When the sword light dissipated, the ghostly blood-stained disciples who rushed in were all in place, as if they were restrained by an invisible force.
The blood in the pupils rushed down like a fountain, flowing over the faces of their indistinguishable features, dripping on the grass, and suddenly making a "sizzling" sound.
At the moment when the fresh green grass was contaminated with blood, it was as if it had been sucked up with vitality, rapidly withering and turning yellow, and finally turned into a pool of gray powder.
"Huh~" Gu Zhong gasped in surprise. Did these magic ways cultivate his blood into sulfuric acid?
Immediately afterwards, Gu Zhong saw the row of unmoving Xuekuotang disciples, their entire necks were covered with blood, and there was a deep mark in the blood vessels, which continuously overflowed with blood.
These blood-stained disciples who spent their own essence in cultivating magic arts all put on a scarlet coat, standing in place to feel the taste of death.
Because the neck showed a small sword mark, although the blood did not spray out, it was flowing slowly, and their mind and soul were slowly separating from their bodies.
This process seems to be very long, making them extremely painful and suffering, but they can't stop it, they can only go to their own body and death will come.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
More than a dozen disciples of the cousin, Qi Qi slumped on the ground. Gradually lost the message of life.
As people in the magic way, they understand death more than ordinary people, and they have even realized death well earlier.
It's just that when this moment fell on me, it turned out to be really... very sad!
"Grumbling."
More than one hundred demon martial artists, surrounded by the Cangshan faction disciples, immediately killed and injured most of them, especially Wang Xingkong's shot, slaying those demonized demon ways to death.
The remaining dozens of disciples who hadn't come and were demonized, each swallowed their saliva, their eyes flashed with horror, and their hands trembled involuntarily.
Where did these people come from? A dozen of them will be wiped out in a few strokes. This strength is really terrifying!
Even the elders of the righteous six sects can't do it. Could it be that the other party's practice is also a magic technique that can quickly improve the cultivation level?
Not a few tricks, but a trick.
Wang Xingkong's sword was out of its sheath, and the sword light flashed, and they were already dead.
"brush!"
Some disciples of the Demon Dao, who are closer to the top of the mountain, made the most correct choice in the quickest time and used their martial art to retreat outward.
However, when he just turned around, his gaze was dull. As far as his gaze was, the deputy hall master and some of his fellow brothers who were still alive had already been fighting with the group of unknown people.
Not fighting! It was their fellow brothers who were madly slaughtered by those young people who seemed to be no more than seventeen or eighteen!
Especially the deputy hall master, whose strength is stronger than that of the missing deputy hall master, facing an unknown young man, he was beaten without the strength to fight back!
"Broken!"
On one side of Gu Zhong's body, spiritual power poured into his arm, and instantly displayed the ninth form of the left-hand sword technique, and the boundless sword aura hit the octopus hand.
In a panic, the octopus hand used his own blood to condense a knife to resist Gu Zhong's attack.
"Humhhhhhh!"
The octopus's body burst back for a few steps, the blood mist was offset by the boundless sword energy, and the octopus's eyes shone in disbelief.
The weapon condensed by the blood mist is corrosive! General martial arts can't be penetrated at all.
"Pump!"
At this moment, a subordinate not far behind was directly penetrated by Tang Wu's chest with a short blade.
"Boom!"
Kicked the corpse away, watching the blood on the blade, he murmured, "Sure enough, killing a person is better than killing a beast."
"Pump!"
"Pump!"
At the other end, a multicolored halo appeared under Ye Huan’s feet, surrounded by countless long swords transformed from spiritual power around his body.
Feijian formation poured into the crowd of Demon Dao disciples, and blood spattered from the residual limbs.
He has been in the Gods and Demon Mounds, and he has also fought with the Demon Dao forces in Taniguchi, so in the matter of killing people, he can still be calm.
Yang Hai and the others had never experienced it, so under the dual advantages of strength and equipment, when a member was killed, the blood-stained hands trembled violently.
No one is born cruel, and no one likes to kill.
Therefore, this killing was a spiritual experience for the Cangshan School disciples.
At present, the numbers of the two sides are almost the same, but the Cangshan faction disciples can be crushed regardless of their strength or equipment, so the melee together is definitely a unilateral massacre.
Especially when they gradually adapt to killing, their mood begins to change, until their hands no longer shake, and their hearts are no longer nervous. It is even more cruel and cruel when they kill.
People do not offend me, I do not offend people, if people offend me, I can’t kill people without blinking.
In less than a quarter of an hour, all of the hundreds of disciples in Xuekutang were all killed and wounded at this moment. Only the octopus player remained in the whole ground.
At this time, if the octopus didn't know the identities of Gu Zhong and the others, he would really have no brains. Not only could he be sure that Gu Zhong and the others were the Black Mountain City Cangshan School.
It can also be concluded that his second brother and those brothers whose whereabouts are unknown must have died at the hands of the Cangshan School.
The octopus's eyes were cracking at this time, staring at the ancient clock in front of him, and roared: "Boy! I want you to cramp and peel!"
"Jie Jie Jie." He didn't forget to let out a horrified smirk after speaking.
"brush!"
Suddenly, Gu Zhong appeared in front of him in his light boots, and said gloomily: "I'm afraid it won't be what you want."
The octopus's smile solidified, and his eyes were shocked.
The speed of this guy is so fast, for a few moments he couldn't even catch the figure of this kid, or even how he approached him.
"brush!"
At this moment, Gu Zhong, who was within one meter of him, sneered and waved his fist.
Not good... The octopus is the boss with bloodshot eyes.
boom!
Gu Zhong's fist carrier was enough to split the valley's great power, and with his twelve-fold cultivation base blessing, under the rapid bombardment, an octopus hand with a cultivation base similar to Gu Zhong had no power to fight back. Can only be bombarded on the abdomen with a punch.
In an instant, the eyeballs of the octopus's hands protruded, and the back of the bombarded position violently spread to the surroundings, and the clothes suddenly shattered into a fist-sized hole.
"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the piercing pain instantly hit my heart.
Gu Zhong slammed the octopus hand with a punch, and all his strong fist punched into the octopus's body. Although he didn't fly him out, it hurt his internal organs.
"Hey!" Another unparalleled spiritual energy hit the wound on the octopus's abdomen. The aura of fire element originally penetrated the wound of the octopus's hand, "Ah----"
Gu Zhong's move undoubtedly added fuel to the fire and properly sprinkled salt on the wound.