"What to do, what to do..."

In the narrow tomb passage, three girls were trapped in it. Even the little sparrow was a little panicked and flew around to find the exit.

Zhongli Chuchu stomped her feet in a hurry, but stomping her feet obviously couldn't solve the problem.

Chen Sining used a knife to chisel the stone wall. The stone was too hard and the scimitar was not easy to dig, so it was difficult to chisel a gap for grasping in a short time. Chen Sining was afraid that Xu Buling would die inside a little later, and his movements became more and more forceful, and even the tiger's mouth was cracked and bloodshot.

Zhongli Jiujiu used a dagger to help, her face getting paler and paler. She regretted calling Xu Buling to Nanyue. She could die. If Xu Buling was buried in such a small place for her, she would not even feel worthwhile. She would not even have the shame to face the many girls at home after she died.

There were already shocking shouts and screams behind the stone wall, and the three of them were anxious.

And the center of the underground palace was as anxious as it was, there were more than three girls.

“There…”

"ah--"

“Run…”

In the huge underground palace, in just a cup of tea, there were corpses piled up on the small square, and there were countless people who died because no corpse was intact.

Some of the unlucky disciples were even split into more than a dozen pieces, or their heads were kicked into minced meat mixed with bones, mixed together to dye the entire center of the underground palace black red, and blood flowed into the cave of Ten Thousand Snakes along the cracks of the stone slabs.

The cave of Ten Thousand Snakes has been opened, and countless poisonous snakes crawled out from inside, densely packed from stone bricks, pillars, and walls toward the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

But Xu Buling took more than a foot, and his movements were so fast that people couldn't see clearly. Snakes, insects, rats and ants couldn't even catch up. Let's talk about it?

In a short time, more than a hundred disciples were buried under the swords. The remaining two hundred sects were scared by the scene, and even Sikongzhi and Gu Ling were pale.

As people from the martial arts world, they naturally heard that when the sword saint Zhu Choushan, the head of the Lu family was surrounded and suppressed by the Dayue court, and killed seven or eight hundred enemies in the chaos, without any damage, until they were exhausted and poisoned.

These are all the words of the storyteller. According to the convention in the world, he can only believe half of them; even Sikongzhi thinks that when the manpower is poor, it cannot be so exaggerated. Moreover, the disciples of Baishou Valley are all martial artists. Even if their martial arts skills are not high, they are much more powerful than ordinary soldiers and armor, which is enough to deal with Xu Buling.

But Sikongzhi obviously didn't understand that in the eyes of Master Wu Kui, the ones that could attract attention were at least first-class experts like Zhang Xiang.

The warriors who go further down are not much different from unarmed women and children, because they are too weak, too slow to move, and too slow to react. The ants holding the knife are still ants, and they can never win by number. This is why the masters like Zhu Choushan must be trapped first, and then use the human sea tactics to die of exhaustion.

Xu Buling in front of him was even stronger than Zhu Choushan back then. He could only make a thousand two years ago. Now he is getting to the next level. If he wants to exhaust him, he can only rely on three hundred poison masters who practice Gu's main business, which is obviously a bit crazy.

The Baishou Valley Sect members, even if the poisoned weapons can be stabbed by Xu Buling, can solve the battle, but the distance is the distance between ordinary people and grandmasters. Throughout history, countless warriors have never crossed over in their entire lives.

Some people keep throwing out hidden weapons such as flying knives and poison needles, but there are many buildings in the underground palace that are complex in the terrain. So, it is hard to rely on walls, stone pillars, and houses, and it is not even a single injury.

The only thing that can limit a master is that the border crossbow formation is firing at once, and there is obviously no such thing in the underground palace.

There were screams in the underground palace, like Shura Purgatory.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xu Buling, who is lying in the underground palace, can kill everyone in less than two quarters of an hour, and there is still plenty of energy.

The third elder Gu Ling held the sword and did not dare to rush up at all. He quickly retreated to the back and said anxiously:

"Second brother, this guy is too arrogant. We can't beat him. The situation is over. Let's run away!"

Sikongzhi had already seen that the underground palace was full of disciples from Baimeng Valley, and poisonous smoke could not be released without any difference. Xu Buling was wearing that strange clothes, and it was not necessarily useful to put them on. As for various poisonous substances, people ignored them. If they had known it, they would not have released Xu Buling from the tomb passage. They should have shot arrows outside and blocked Xu Buling in the tomb passage.

Now that they are leading wolves into the house, Sikongzhi also wants to run away, but in order to "catch turtles in the jar", all the exits have been blocked to prevent Xu Buling from touching in secret, leaving only one exit at the main entrance.

Now the main entrance is blocked, and they have become turtles in the jar. Where can they run?

Sikongzhi held the rattan pole and gritted his teeth: "There is no way out. This war is related to the rise and fall of Baizang Valley. No matter how much it costs, he must control Xu Buling. As long as he pierces his clothes, I have a way."

After saying that, he flew up, waved at Xu Buling with a rattan pole in his hand, and said angrily:

"Together……"

Sa--

Before Sikongzhi finished speaking, a shrill sword sounded suddenly in the chaotic underground palace.

The Baikong Valley Sect members who were fleeing in panic saw a flash of cold light in the underground palace. Shura in black-clothed with a bird-headed mask, used a sword as a sword, and rushed towards Sikongzhi in the air.

This sword is too fast, and it seems to be able to shake mountains and destroy cities.

Xu Buling had fought with Sikongzhi, but he had already failed once, so Sikongzhi saved his life, so how could he be careless again?

The moment Sikongzhi set out and rushed over, Xu Buling made an unreserved move to shake the mountain and directly grabbed Sikongzhi's heart.

Like all the warriors who encountered this sword for the first time, Sikongzhi's eyes were full of disbelief and astonishment. He watched the sword front reach his front, but he had no time to avoid and dodge.

Snap-

The straight knife stabbed Sikongzhi's skinny body. The amazing force contained in the knife made the skinny Sikongzhi explode directly, and the bones of the spine splashed out, hurting the disciples following behind.

Xu Buling twisted the single knife in his hand hard. Before Sikongzhi could even scream, he could even scatter and scatter the flesh and blood and melt into one with the stones on the ground.

"Second brother!"

"Second Elder!"

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Many disciples from Baimeng Valley, after seeing this scene, had a moment of silence. It was hard to believe that Sikongzhi, one of the "Seven Stars of South Vietnam", became a pile of rotten meat without even finishing his words.

The silence disappeared quickly and replaced by despair and fear from the bottom of the heart.

Even Sikongzhi was dead. Who else could be their support in this underground palace now?

“Run…”

"ah……"

The screams resounded throughout the underground palace, like a slaughtered lamb locked in a cage, avoiding the butcher holding a sharp blade.

When you close the door and beat the dog, you have to see who the dog is.

Xu Buling's eyes were dull and did not stay on Sikongzhi's corpse for a moment, then continued to kill the remnants of Baimeng Valley who were running around.

Xu Buling had already seen the people locked in wooden cages, the skeletons in Wanshe Caves, and the bodies that were tragically dismembered from behind for experiments.

These are the people of Nanyue, and may have nothing to do with him, the prince of Dayue, but the superiors should protect the people of the whole world under their wings. If they are in power, they will also treat the people of Dayue and the people of Nanyue differently, so what are the unifications?
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