Chapter 32 When the snow comes out, the wind and frost are stained with blood!

A man in black said, "Uncle Master, why waste so much time talking to them? It's the same if you just kill them all and take them away!"

"Yes, there is a genius on the Tianjiao list among them. If we can extract their souls..." Another man in black stared at Jiang Qingjiu with greedy eyes.

"Hey, don't go too far. We are only after money, not lives."

"Idiot, don't pretend to be kind at this time!"

A mocking voice said.

The men in black stared at Wen Rugu and others with greed in their eyes. The greed in their eyes could not be hidden.

"Are you the only ones?"

Wen Rugu waited for a long time, and saw only these few people,

and his voice was very disappointed. There were about a hundred monks who robbed, just as he expected at the beginning.

There was one cultivator in the Out-of-House stage, three in the Infant stage, countless in the Golden Core stage, and even a few in the Qi Training stage who wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"Hahaha, kid, what, how many more people do you want to come?"

"We have seniors in the Out-of-House stage here, if you know what's best for you, just take the initiative to commit suicide."

"Be honest, maybe we can still keep... your little sister."

Someone laughed and looked at Shengsheng, who was held by Guan Yuanbai. He felt that it would be a waste of energy to abandon such a small child.

"That's really a pity."

The strong fingers with distinct joints gently stroked the long sword, which seemed to be carved from jade, and the blade was covered with layers of cold air.

As his fingers brushed past, the cold air spread, and even the air was almost frozen. The ice began to spread from under Wen Rugu's feet, freezing everything.

The pupils of the leading monk in the Out-of-the-World stage shrank: "You are... Kuang Dao?!"

Wen Rugu's eyes curved: "Do you know me?"

The expression of the monk in the Out-of-the-World stage was completely stiff. Who the hell didn't tell him earlier that the opponent was Kuang Dao?

The damn bastard actually told him that he was at most in the Yuan Infant stage, and his strength was about the same as Zhou Jinshu of Tianyan Sect, so he was willing to come here!

As a result, the opponent was actually Kuang Dao!

"Crazy Blade?"

"What is a Crazy Blade?"

"What are you afraid of? He's just one person anyway!"

"There are so many of us. Let's attack together today and turn Crazy Blade into a Dead Blade. Hahaha!"

Someone didn't take it seriously, and the next moment, he heard a roar of anger.

"Stupid, that's the legendary Crazy Blade who slaughtered hundreds of Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators together with Feng Budu, who ranked seventh on the Tianjiao List. His combat record is extremely terrifying!"

After scolding, the Yuan Infant cultivator ran away without looking back, terrified.

Damn it, he doesn't want to die here. He must pray that Crazy Blade doesn't catch up!

That guy killed Yuan Infant cultivators as easily as killing chickens and dogs. What can they use to fight him?

He really thought this was a battle in the mortal world and that he could win by numbers!

Stupid guy!

"Idiot, if you want to die, do it yourself!"

"That's Kuang Dao!"

"And he once killed the evil Yin Gui Dao who raped, robbed, and committed all kinds of evil with one sword!"

"You should know that Yin Gui Dao was originally in the middle stage of the Out-of-House!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks who were originally in doubt suddenly became chaotic.

No matter what they said, the other party could kill a monk in the middle stage of the Out-of-House with one sword. It was terrifying and shocking!

There was a terrifying cry in the crowd: "Everyone, scatter and escape!!!"

A thunderbolt was thrown at Wen Rugu and others.

It exploded with a loud bang, and smoke rose everywhere, blurring the vision.

All the monks took the opportunity to run wildly in all directions in panic, and the Out-of-House period leader flashed in the crowd in an instant.

Damn it, damn it!

How could it be Kuang Dao!

The mind of the cultivator in the Out-of-Holy Stage was in a mess. Don't blame him for being useless. He was at the scene when the Yin Gui Taoist was killed! At

that time, Kuang Dao was still wearing a black cloak, which blocked the spiritual consciousness, and no one could see what he looked like underneath.

So much so that he didn't recognize him at the first time!

Kuang Dao has only two characteristics, one is a black cloak with a string of wind chimes tied around his waist, and the other is the Hanxue knife made of ten thousand years of ice marrow!

Hanxue knife, a heaven-level top-grade magic weapon, everyone who sees it says:

When Hanxue comes out, blood stains the wind and frost!

Yuan Ying must die, and the Out-of-Holy Stage cannot escape!

In the past, the Yin Gui Taoist was killed by Kuang Dao with one knife, and even Yuan Ying had no chance to escape!

The monk in the Out-of-the-World stage was still regretting madly.

He shouldn't have trusted his disciples!

How could someone who could obtain the inheritance of the secret realm be so simple!

Even the disciples of the big sects didn't get it, but they got it!

The monk in the Out-of-the-World stage was filled with endless regret, hoping that Kuang Dao wouldn't catch up.

His attack just now confused everyone, hoping it would work, hoping that Kuang Dao would kill those people first and let him escape first...

A touch of white snow floated in front of his eyes, and the monk in the Out-of-the-World stage froze.

It was obviously not winter, but the night sky was snowing.

He didn't even feel anything, he just felt a chill on his neck, and the next second, the world turned upside down, and he saw his body still running wildly.

And his head fell off.

The cold knife was as cold as snow, but it was not stained with blood. A blizzard was blowing in the dark forest. A man in white clothes was smiling softly and cruelly, like an immortal or a demon.

"Let me take you on your way."

The drifting snowflakes were dyed red, and the bloody smell spread all over the sky. Countless monsters stared at the slaughterhouse in front of them, but they did not dare to move forward.

When all the dust settled, he was still dressed in white, not stained with a drop of blood.

"Big... Big Brother!"

Guan Yuanbai stared at Wen Rugu with sparkling eyes. This was the first time he saw Senior Brother take action, and he didn't expect it to be so shocking.

"Senior Brother is so powerful!"

Sheng Sheng was also stunned. She thought that everyone would have to take action together this time, but Senior Brother just told them to stand still. With

one man and one knife, he killed all the invading enemies, and there was still no blood on his body.

[Senior Brother's cultivation... is really terrifying! ]

Yuan Infant Stage?

Probably not, maybe Out of the Stage, or even... higher!

Sheng Sheng was extremely shocked. For the first time, she realized that she seemed to have underestimated Senior Brother.

"I said I won't let anyone hurt you."

"As your senior brother, how can I protect you without the corresponding strength?"

Wen Rugu smiled faintly, without any trace of the cruelty that had just killed countless monks.

"Senior brother, your cultivation..."

Jiang Qingjiu was also shocked, but at the same time, a huge wave of emotions and a desire to be strong were stirred up in her heart.

She also wanted to be as strong as her senior brother!

She also wanted to protect her junior brothers and sisters like her senior brother!

If she was as strong as her senior brother, Jiang Qingyu, the Jiang family, and the Danxia Sect would definitely not be able to threaten her!

"Let's keep the senior brother a secret for the time being."

Wen Rugu smiled slightly.

"When you meet the master, maybe you can ask him."

"I want to see the master even more!" Sheng Sheng said excitedly.

[How can the senior brother be so strong? Wow, I really want to learn!]

[I want to learn swordplay, I want to learn swordplay, and it would be best if I could kill that old thing that hurt me with one sword!]

At such an old age, he still learned to keep a substitute!

Guan Yuanbai also said excitedly: "I also want to see the master as soon as possible!"

"Why am I not a swordsman? I want to give up the sword and learn swordplay!"

As soon as Guan Yuanbai said this, the Yanyang sword on his waist got angry, flew up, and chased Guan Yuanbai's buttocks.

"Ah, Yanyang, don't stab my buttocks. If you stab me again, I will be angry!"

"Fifth senior brother, put me down first. Yanyang is looking for trouble with you, not me!"

Guan Yuanbai jumped up and down with the screaming Shengsheng, and was stabbed several times in the buttocks.

Yan Yang stopped the sword angrily, and the sword stood arrogantly on Guan Yuanbai's head to show its power!

Wen Rugu held his forehead and chuckled: "Okay, stop making trouble, let's continue to move forward to the forbidden area, Master should still be guarding there."

"Okay!"

"Meet Master!"

"Change the way of cultivation!"

Guan Yuanbai didn't care about Yan Yang's protest, and clapped his hands with Sheng Sheng, extremely excited.