He is only one person right now, and he doesn't want to waste time on these trashy fish. After he has dealt with more than a dozen people from the six sects, he will talk about it later.

Hu Bao's body was completely lost, and Wang Chao was thrown to the ground half-dead.

The rest of the people were even more panicked, and one of them shouted directly: "Everyone come together, or you will all die, he is the son of the devil!"

Only then did the surrounding audience react.

Especially those players.

Yes, he, Wang Chao, is the son of Demon Yin. He killed all the players in Shaolin Temple and none of them survived. Will they be spared at this time?

A word stirred up a thousand waves.

Countless fluctuations of inner qi or vitality began to appear, but no one dared to step forward first, and no one wanted to be the first bird.

Wang Chao's eyes just swept away a little, and they all retreated in shock.

One person is powerful and powerful.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressed, as if a boulder was blocking everyone's chest.

Wang Chao moved very quickly, and in a short while, he had already absorbed all the skills of fifteen people.

Unprecedented, the experience value has exceeded [-] million.

He turned around and looked at those who came to watch.

Why are they here?First, to watch the fun, and second, to see if there is a chance to get involved in order to get the rewards of the six sects, not to mention those players, in order to complete the so-called system fame task, and his equipment .

Wang Chao has always believed in that sentence, and he has said it many times.

If you want to kill, you have to be prepared to be killed.

He will not let any of these people go.

The real essence in Wang Chao's body is quickly saturated through experience, and it reaches the middle stage of the master realm.

The power of heaven and earth is so great that his whole person seems to be one with this day and this earth.

The folding fan in his hand turns into a magic piano.

"Not good!" Some players exclaimed: "He's going to kill us!"

Who doesn't know that the name of the son of the magic sound comes from the magic piano, from the strange piano sounds, who knows that this is a group attack technique, and who knows that there are countless dead souls under this magic piano.

Everyone knows it!

"Zheng!" The piano sounded.

Countless sound blades shot out, densely packed, passing through the body.

It's too late for them to make a move at this time. Once Wang Chao takes the lead, there will only be a dead end.

The smell of blood spreads in the wind and is extremely rich.

The lines weathered by the preaching place for many years are filled with blood, and the corpses are all over the place.

No one can escape.

After a long time, Xiao Xiaofeng's voice fell.

Wang Chao withdrew the magic piano and pointed his toes on the ground. His figure had already floated over a large area of ​​corpses and arrived on the wide mountain road.

He walked through the mountain gate of the Kongtong School in a hurry and descended the Kongtong Mountain.

About half an hour later, Zhao Min arrived on a horse, accompanied by Er Lao Xuan Ming and others.

She told her father that she was here to take the opportunity to arrest Wang Chao. In fact, she just wanted to see how the battle was going.

The crowd had just walked halfway up the mountain when Luzhangke moved his nose and said in a deep voice, "It smells of blood."

Zhao Min frowned and quickened his speed.

The group passed the mountain gate, and before they could step into the missionary site, the sight of the mountains and seas of corpses in front of them had already scared them to a halt.

Luzhangke looked horrified, and pointed to the dozen or so corpses lying in the middle of the distance: "It's a person from the six sects..."

Zhao Min was instantly stunned.

The people of the six sects died, that is, Wang Chao is still alive, he really did it...

That's not just rhetoric, nor is it arrogant, but that he really has the strength to kill everyone after telling the world that he is going to Kongtong, including the martial artists who came to watch the battle.

The number of thousands is appalling.

Zhao Min remembered the information about Wang Chao that he had obtained. First, the Shaolin Temple of the Song Dynasty killed a thousand people, then in the Yihua Palace, a thousand people were massacred, and at the Kongtong School, a thousand people were massacred.

He could bear the word devil more than anyone.

Luzhangke took a deep breath: "County Lord, is this really all done by Wang Chao?"

Zhao Min nodded: "He must have done it. He said before that he will go to Kongtong in three days. Now this scene is not him, who else can it be? Apart from him, who would dare to kill like this, even the six sects? people were killed."

Luzhangke nodded: "He's too bold, go on like this..."

Zhao Min stretched out a plain hand and interrupted him, preventing him from continuing.

A strange flush appeared on her pretty face, and her heart quivered at the same time.

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