杜达雄大鸟

Chapter 302 I Am Stronger

Yue Xincheng’s hair almost stands on end.

He takes a deep breath and stares at Song Rong who falls to the ground.

Song Rong is very strange at this time. He has fallen to the ground and he can’t get up. His body dries up as if it has been drained.

Yue Xincheng feels cold.

What’s the situation?

Although he doesn’t approach, he can be sure of one thing.

Song Rong, the disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, must have been died at this time.

Although Song Rong is still lying there, he won’t stop the people behind him.

More and more cultivators rush toward the broadsword.

They are members of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect and other sects.

Those cultivators fall down one after another.

And when they die, they all look exactly the same as Song Rong before. They all seem to be drained of all the water in their bodies.

The scene is terrible.

“Are they going to die?” Yue Xincheng really can’t understand what these people are thinking.

Looking at those dead cultivators, Yue Xincheng sneers.

Then he pats himself on the head.

“Are these people bewitched by the broadsword?” Yue Xincheng thinks. He talked with Qingrou for a while before. He feels that she is not an impulsive person.

But if he hadn’t stopped her before, Qingrou would have rushed up. If he hadn’t stopped her, she might have died.

Those cultivators rush to the broadsword with red eyes.

When beasts see raw meat, they will forget to think. What’s the essential difference between them and beasts?

They are a group of animals that have lost their ability to think.

They are simple, direct and rude.

They are out of their minds.

But if so, why doesn’t he be bewitched by the broadsword?

Yue Xincheng is very angry.

He feels that he is despised!

It’s like meeting a robber in a car. All the people in the car are robbed besides Yue Xincheng.

What does this mean?

Does he look poor?

Of course, Yue Xincheng won’t rush up and talk with the robber foolishly. Just like now, he won’t rush up to see if the broadsword can kill him.

After thinking about it, he rushes to help Qingrou.

“I don’t need your help. Go away!”

Qingrou doesn’t seem to be in a good mood.

When she sees Yue Xincheng, she is very angry.

She will kill Yue Xincheng first if she can beat him.

“No. You will be my wife in the future? How can I ignore you?” Yue Xincheng continues to joke.

“You...” Qingrou is very angry because of Yue Xincheng’s words.

“Come on, get out of here first. Don’t you see that people who touch the broadsword are dead? Why are you still rushing in?” Yue Xincheng says impatiently.

Qingrou turns her head and looks behind her.

There are many dead people beside the broadsword.

At this time, the blade of the broadsword is quivering slightly.

It’s like a beast about to wake up.

“Go!” Yue Xincheng shouts angrily. Then he grabs Qingrou’s hand and runs back.

“Sisters, let’s go!” Qingrou also begin to grab her sisters in the same sect.

At this time, a red light comes out.

The land under their feet also shivers.

The broadsword also buzzes.

Yue Xincheng subconsciously turns around and looks in the direction of the broadsword.

The broadsword passes the red light and rises.

The soil splashes and a wave of air breaks out with great impact. The cultivators who are near the broadsword are also shaken out.

Even Yue Xincheng, Qingrou and other people who are still some distance away from the broadsword, step back continuously.

What makes Yue Xincheng more incredible is that the broadsword seems to aim at Yue Xincheng.

It drags a long rainbow like the tail of a comet and comes over.

He subconsciously reaches out and grabs the handle.

His hand holding the handle of the broadsword hurts very much.

The broadsword still makes a sound. It sounds like a dragon roaring.

Yue Xincheng, holding the broadsword, keeps shivering.

Then Yue Xincheng feels that the broadsword is hot. He wants to throw it but he can’t as if it has been glued.

The heat wave sweeps all over his body along his arm.

A fire dragon drills into his body, burning his internal organs.

Yue Xincheng’s face turns red.

“S**t, I’ve got heatstroke again...” Yue Xincheng mutters.

But this time, the situation is obviously more serious than the last time.

For example, after eating the Hot Bead last time, he was only hot.

It is different this time.

He is on fire.

He is really on fire!

“I’m on fire!” Yue Xincheng runs for a while and begins to roll on the ground.

All the cultivators stop and stare at him fearfully.

Someone even shouts at the top of his voice, “Fire man?”

“You fart!” Yue Xincheng is furious.

“Put the broadsword down first and I’ll use my urine to put out the fire on you!” A cultivator says at the top of his voice.

“If you have diabetes, you can go away first. Don’t let him taste the sweetness!”

Yue Xincheng swears.

For the first time, he wants to kill them.

He really wants to kill all these people...

Hum.

He is so angry...

Yue Xincheng rolls to the dead people.

His clothes are burnt.

But surprisingly, his flesh is intact.

There is also something different. His hair is gone.

And he smells of burning.

When Yue Xincheng opens his eyes, there is a faint rainbow light in his eyes. If a photographer is present to give him a close-up, he will find that two small red dragons are swimming slowly in Yue Xincheng’s eyes.

Yue Xincheng’s eyes are like deep pools.

“Ah!”

A group of female cultivators scream and cover their eyes.

Yue Xincheng looks down and covers his vital part quickly. At a glance, he sees the people who died under the broadsword.

He rushes up to take off the clothes of one person. Then he wears the clothes.

“Hum, these female cultivators have never seen the world.” Yue Xincheng whispers.

“Kill him and take the broadsword!” Finally, a cultivator comes to his sense and shouts at the top of his voice.

Several cultivators rush to the front.

Yue Xincheng holds the handle of the broadsword and waves it subconsciously.

A fire dragon bursts out from the broadsword and the fire wave rolls. The cultivators who have just been near Yue Xincheng turn into ashes.

Yue Xincheng is stunned. He turns to look at the broadsword and touches his bald head.

“I am bald but I am stronger.”