Volume 2, Chapter 333: A great battle.
His voice was like the sound of a bell, reaching everyone's ears, and everyone stopped in fear.
I was stunned instinctively. Such momentum made me feel weak.
He stopped hundreds of people and they didn't dare to come forward.
"Brothers, don't be afraid of him. We have more people. No matter how good his kung fu is, he is afraid of a kitchen knife. Two fists cannot beat four hands. Kill him..."
Someone in the crowd shouted, and the others started to make a fuss.
"Yes, just fuck him..."
The ancestors of the ten major immortal sects and the three clans and three tribes were badly cheated by Ye Tingmu in the past. On that occasion, Ye Tingmu emptied all the assets of their sects. They have had a hard time in recent years and have been holding a grudge for a long time.
This is the best time to vent.
Even though Xia Lingkong was beaten, they didn't care and rushed towards Zang.
Looking at the crowd rushing towards him, Ye Tingmu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
With a certain realm, I am invincible; without a certain realm, I am also invincible.
He waved the coffin, charged back, and shouted at Baili Jianhan and Baili Qianqiu.
"You two should stay away and don't get hurt by mistake."
He rushed forward waving the coffin, and with a sweep, people and horses were knocked to the ground.
A heavy punch was thrown.
With a "bang..."
He knocked several people flying, and then turned around and knocked several people flying again.
Wherever the coffin passed, people and horses fell to the ground and died on the spot.
He found that it was not convenient to use the coffin, so he picked up a sword on the ground and charged again.
The coffin has no edges, is thick and heavy.
The long sword leaves no trace, but is sharp and fierce.
And wherever the long sword passes, it will bring up a wisp of blood mist, which makes the visual impact even stronger.
It can be said that one step kills one person, and no one leaves a trace in a thousand miles.
The long sword swept through the sky, and the blood stained the white clothes red.
The scene was in chaos, with the sounds of shouting, swords, quarrels, clamor, and roars all mixed together.
Echoing this world.
Ye Tingmu was running alone, chasing a group of people. Wherever he passed was like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, he moved forward fearlessly.
"Damn it, let's stop fighting and retreat. This guy is a pervert."
"Fuck, that's too cruel..."
"If you can't win, retreat."
"Don't be afraid, just fight him."
"What the hell, that guy is not even human..."
The small temporary team began to flee and leave separately. They were not stupid. Zang was so fierce and his attacks were so heavy that anyone who confronted him would be killed by him in minutes.
If they stayed and continued fighting, they would die, no doubt about it.
If they don't retreat now, when will they retreat? They have to save their lives. After all, they come here for the treasure, not to risk their lives.
Watching the crowd fleeing, Ye Tingmu, who was blood-thirsty, had no intention of stopping, "You still want to run? Die..."
When the people watching the excitement from a distance saw this scene, their eyes widened with shock.
At this moment, there were only four people being besieged on the battlefield, one of whom was Xia Lingkong. He was beaten and fled in a panic, like a stray dog, running forward desperately without even daring to look back.
Chongming was even more miserable. He chose to fight hard like Ye Tingmu, but he did not have Ye Tingmu's strength, so he was beaten until he was covered in blood and had multiple injuries.
Fortunately, he is strong enough and has a tough physique. Although he is being beaten, he is unlikely to die for a while.
As for Ying Changle, he was slightly better off. He had been relying on his speed advantage to fight with the crowd behind him, defeating them one by one. Although he was not injured, his long hair was now scattered in front of his chest and behind him.
But when it came to Ye Tingmu, the situation was completely reversed. Not only was he not beaten, but he was even chasing a group of people. How can you find justice in this?
Holding a long sword, wherever he goes, people die.
Like a killing machine, without any emotion.
"This guy is really fierce, the most powerful general in three days."
"I didn't expect that such a powerful person would appear in such a small Broken Sword Mountain."
"Why can he be so cruel?"
"Then guess why his name is Zang."
"This time, the human race has a slight advantage..."
"No, only the funeral takes the cake."
Although Chongming and Ying Changle were surrounded, they still kept an eye on Zang's movements.
When they saw Zang chasing after a group of people, to be honest, they couldn't help but be convinced.
But they had the answer in their hearts, and they subconsciously moved towards the burial site.
This scene is also very confusing to Ye Tingmu. What do these two mean?
Do you want to hug your thighs?
"Zang, help me quickly." Chongming shouted at the top of his lungs while resisting the attack.
Looking at him like that, he was really embarrassed.
But Ye Tingmu pretended not to see anything. "You're kidding, why should I help you? Even if you die in front of me today, I won't help you."
Unexpectedly, one of the troops besieging Chongming saw Ye Tingmu and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Brothers, clean up the funeral..."
It would have been fine if he hadn't shouted, but once he did, Ye Tingmu got really upset. How come you couldn't see that I just killed so many people? You're so fearless of death.
But there was nothing he could do, because someone was already rushing towards him, so what else could he do? He could only passively chop at them.
After a while, Ying Changle also ran over with the people chasing her.
At this point, the three were surrounded by a group of people and forced to cooperate.
"You two are really good at tricking me."
"Since it's like this, let's fight together..."
"They are really lawless. If I could transform into my true form, I could slap them to death..." Even Ying Changle, who usually doesn't like to talk, got angry.
There were simply too many people on the other side, more than those chasing and attacking me.
Those who had just been driven away by Ye Tingmu, when they saw a group of people surrounding the three of them, suddenly felt that they were in good shape again.
They all turned back, determined to take revenge on Ye Tingmu and launch a surprise attack.
More and more people died before my eyes, and the corpses piled up layer upon layer on the ground.
But the enemy's army showed no intention of stopping.
Keep shaking people.
And Ye Tingmu was also a little tired.
Although hand-to-hand combat is not as spectacular as spiritual combat.
But in terms of excitement and cruelty, it far exceeds the spiritual energy battle.
Often when practitioners fight, they release a spell to smash the opponent to pieces.
From beginning to end, you can't feel what it's like to actually kill someone.
But mortals are different. If they want to win and survive, they must kill each other. This kind of fight where fists hit flesh and swords cut into bones is more exciting.
It's also bloodier.
Time passed quietly, and at some point, Baili Qianqiu and Baili Jianhan led hundreds of people to attack them, providing timely support.
These people had originally walked out of the Death Gate with Ye Tingmu, and were protected by him at the second level, preventing any conflict or killing. It could be said that their ability to reach this point was largely due to Ye Tingmu's contribution.
He was in trouble now, how could he just sit back and watch?
So he joined in the chaos.
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