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At this time, they only had one thought in their minds, retreat, escape — — This was the order of the master!

The one thousand five hundred men brought by You You had already surrounded the entire battlefield. Facing the panicked crowd, they swung their butchered sabers without any hesitation.

This was a battlefield, and there was no mercy! Miserable wails, screams, and mournful wails resounded through the night sky. Even the waning moon in the sky could not bear to look at this hell as it slowly disappeared into the clouds.

Quiet And Steadfast waved his two machetes and took the lead, crazily waving them. The two bodyguards that he had raised with one hand were closely following behind him. The three of them formed a sharp arrow and shot it towards the crowd.

Before the crowd could kneel down and surrender, behead! Kill! Tu!

With an explosive roar, the machete in his hand slashed towards the lower abdomen of the person in front of him. The back of the knife was stretched out, it was too powerful, the tip of the blade was stained red as it stabbed into the chest of the person behind him!

He raised his foot and kicked both of them away. His right fist, which was as big as a bowl, brought out a strong gust of wind and smashed towards their right side.

"Crack." The face of the Tiger Gang little brother, who was already scared out of his wits by this terrifying punch, completely caved in as if he had been smashed by an iron hammer. A miserable death!

Not long after, after the Netherworld had killed six people and heavily injured dozens of people, a figure suddenly dashed toward him.

Without waiting for his huge fist to swing over, a loud roar immediately brought him back to reality. "You You, it's me!"

"Is everything all right in England, Nether?" Chu Huaiyang completely disregarded this battlefield of slaughter as he leisurely conversed with the Netherworld.

"leader, Red Star Society no longer exists. Cheng Junxi and his brothers will never return to Korea." The Netherworld lightly responded to Chu Huaiyang's question.

"Haha, good, since you're back, then I'll leave this place to you. You Unholy, Jin Zeen will take care of this first, suppress this group of berserk wild cows, and minimize our losses."

You An agreed, raising his blade, he rushed towards the direction Chu Huaiyang had pointed.

The people in the crowd had already realized that they had probably committed a huge mistake, so they did their best to stop their brothers from backing down. However, in the already chaotic crowd, there were still a few people who "recognized" him, this master. They, who had lost their morale, only had one thought in their minds — running for their lives was more important!

However, his scolding brought over a bloodthirsty Nether Master from the Underworld. He made a claw with his right hand and slashed forward. Crack! A fellow that was about to slash out of his grasp was immediately crushed by the Netherworld Great Claw.

He grabbed the person's neck tightly and viciously swung the Netherworld Udumbara Flower in all directions. With a series of wails, a large amount of space quickly appeared in front of him.

Jin Zeen suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and when he turned his head, he saw a pair of feverish eyes staring straight at him.

Thump. Jin Zeen's heart trembled, the chill in his heart became even stronger than before: "You … "Who are you?"

The Netherworld Great Hand rubbed his face with force, wiping away the blood and flesh, as well as the small bone stubble on his face. This added a terrifying malevolence to his fair face.

"Jin Zeen?!" Being firmly stared at by the Netherworld Udumbara's bloodthirsty and fanatical eyes, Jin Zeen's heart crazily throbbed once again. This was an indescribable feeling of death touching him, causing his breathing to gradually quicken.

"Who are you?"

"Remember my name, Nether of the Underworld!" Following a roar that seemed to tear the night sky apart, the Netherworld Udumbara Flower stepped on the ground and quickly rushed towards Jin Zeen.

The Netherworld? Was he the Netherworld? His Life-death Gang was extremely close to Chu Huaiyang's Netherworld Udumbara?

Jin Zeen still had not recovered from the shock, when the berserk Netherworld had already arrived.

While it was moving quietly, its forelegs spilt a large amount of sand, causing its entire body to spin at 180 degrees, and its right leg whizzed towards Jin Zeen's abdomen with a powerful force that shocked the world. It was so strong that it could not even move its body.

"Bang." Amidst the dull sound of the impact, Jin Zeen's entire body bent down like a prawn. He did not even have time to scream or fly back. Right at the instant when he bent over, the Netherworld Great Palm slapped onto Jin Zeen's head with a pa sound. His five fingers instantly grabbed onto Jin Zeen's hair.

Just at this moment, Jin Zeen, whose lower abdomen had suffered a terrifying blow, was lifted from the ground. However, the hair on his head was still firmly grasped by a large palm.

The direct result of this contradiction is... With a sound similar to tearing paper, the back of Jin Zeen's head was torn off by the strong force that was created by both parties.

"Ah!" Jin Zeen who was lying on the ground grabbed the back of his head and screamed miserably.

The You You casually threw away the strand of hair in his hand and grabbed Jin Zeen's neck, lifting him up! This pair of extremely large hands nearly grabbed Jin Zeen's entire neck.

With cold eyes, he stared at Jin Zeen whose face was twisted because of the pain in his head, "Do you want to surrender or do you want to die!?"

Perhaps it was because of the too much force that caused blood to drip down from the corners of Jin Zeen's mouth. "F * ck your mother, your father would rather die than surrender!"

"Die?" "Hahaha, death is not something that you can enjoy."

With his left palm, he smacked the back of Jin Zeen's head, which was already bleeding profusely. Jin Zeen's eyes turned white, and he fainted.

, whose entire face was covered in blood, was easily lifted up into the air, and then roared out. "Jin Zeen is already dead, don't kill those who surrender on the ground! "As for the rest, I will slaughter them all!"

On another battlefield. Pu Huixian who had his right arm crippled by Tian Can still managed to easily fight against this group of elites from the Tian Can Hall. Tang Dao in his left hand continuously flew about, drawing a line in an arc, allowing anyone who wanted to pick up his beard to easily push him back.

Although he was currently a Savage Tiger, he was definitely not a sick cat.

At this moment, Pu Huixian was engaged in an intense battle with the two big sized men.

He nimbly dodged one of the men's slash, then flipped his body and threw a kick onto the back of the man's machete, sending him flying. He turned around and hacked at the man before he could hit him again.

"Clang!" The two blades collided and sparks flew everywhere. Both of them trembled and let out a muffled groan at the same time. Before being struck by the impact, Pu Huixian's right foot flew out like an iron whip from the inside of the man's right leg.

"Pa!" Right after Pu Huixian's right leg landed on the ground, his left leg bent down to hit the top of the person's chin, and with a huge force, sent him flying.

However, before that person landed on the ground, a large hand suddenly grabbed him and pulled him up.

Pu Huixian's eyes became serious, and his body dodged the man's blade and jumped out of the battle circle, staring straight at the man who walked over.

This person's entire body was brimming with killing intent. The long and narrow saber in his right hand had already lost its original expression, and was now covered in a thick blood-red color. Although his face was covered in blood, it was impossible to tell his true appearance. However, his malevolent appearance and the few fingers on his shoulder made him look like an Asura god of slaughter that had crawled out from hell.

Terrifying, terrifying! That pair of eyes which seemed to be jumping with fire was staring at Pu Huixian.

Pu Huixian's heart trembled. In the instant they had met, his mind had only flashed with a single thought. This was the only evaluation he had of this person!

As he rushed forward to kill, he almost forgot who he was, as he was completely immersed in the pleasure of massacre. The feeling of the long blade entering his body and splattering his blood all over made him feel like he was drunk, to the point that he even wanted to fall prey to it and never wake up. This kind of crazy massacre activated the truly stifling beast blood in the depths of his heart.

It was the first time in his life that he truly understood himself. He truly understood himself.

He was born for the sake of battle, and he lived for the sake of slaughter. He understood even more that the reality of life was already far away from him as he brandished his blade time and time again. He had already completely merged into the frenzied blood fiend of the underworld.

He liked this feeling. Each swing of the saber was like one injection of drugs after another. He was completely engrossed in this feeling.

If not for the fact that he still remembered his real mission in this war, he would have been like Zhao Yun in the Three Kingdoms, killing him in the battlefield of death.

"Pu Huixian!" Wu Chen stared at the alert Pu Huixian and laughed sinisterly.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I? Since you want to call me Wu Chen, then call me Wu Chen first. " Of course, Wu Chen was not his real name.

Once the Life-death Gang that did not recognize Wu Chen heard the two words "Wu Chen", the corner of his mouth curled into a smile at the same time. Without waiting for Wu Chen's orders, everyone retreated a few steps to let the battle go, at the same time, they were cautious to their surroundings to prevent anyone from coming over to 'harass' them.

"Wu Chen? "Hmph." Pu Huixian scoffed as he looked at Wu Chen, "How can a nobody be so arrogant? Hmph, if that's the case, then prepare to go to the Underworld to enjoy your blessings. "

Although his face revealed a sneer, he did not dare to be careless. He threw away the Tang Dao in his hand and took out his actual weapon, the Full moon blade. However, at this time, he could no longer use dual blades and could only temporarily use one blade.

Seeing Pu Huixian take out such a weapon, Wu Chen's eyes lit up, and he growled: "I'm looking for you."

The tip of the blade pressed tightly against the ground, and in the midst of its rapid charge, a narrow cut was left on the ground. Just as the blade which was as fast as lightning was about to close in on Pu Huixian, it suddenly rose up.

Pu Huixian who was always on guard, slashed with the scimitar on the back of his scimitar, and clashed with it without any fancy moves. He raised his right foot and stomped down, stopping Wu Chen's kick that was aimed at him.

Borrowing force! Pu Huixian leaped up like a swallow, the Foot in the air quickly kicked out, in the blink of an eye, it had kicked Wu Chen's face five times consecutively, the speed was so fast that it dazzled people.

Wu Chen's entire body leaned backwards, and made a 180 degree turn in the air, as the Foot that was rising up ferociously kicked towards Pu Huixian's lower back.

"Bang." Pu Huixian who could not dodge in time snorted, and was sent flying by the violent kick. Wu Chen straightened his body, both hands holding onto his blade, he attacked Pu Huixian once again without hesitation.

"You've already run out of energy, hand over your life!" Swiftly flying, Wu Chen leapt forward and slashed down at Pu Huixian who had just stood up with the force of a mountain.