Under the seal of the sky, all the places within a radius of four or five miles were in ruins, including some cultivators who did not have time to dodge, and died unjustly in this attack. Ethereal.2.

The chaotic times are flying, the smoke and dust are billowing together, no one thinks that Ning Chuan and Tianyu will survive such a powerful attack, even Zheng Wuzhan himself, he feels that these two people are already certain to die.

Or for others, whether it is Tianyu or Ning Chuan, both of them are the strongest of the strong, and they are also qualified rising stars, but in the eyes of Zheng Wuzhan, these two are just bigger ants.

It's good that you don't mess with him, but if you mess with him, the bigger ants will eventually be trampled to death under their feet.

"It's time to recoup a little interest!"

Zheng Wuzhan closed his eyes, scenes flashed in his mind, and soon, he searched for a cultivator who had spit on him before.

Suddenly opened his eyes, without saying a word, his big palm was stretched, and a gray claw fell directly into the crowd, and a cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Yuan Realm was directly held in his hand, and slowly rose into the air and came to his eyes.

"Don't! Don't! Don't kill me!"

The cultivator looked at the battle in front of him, struggling frantically, begging for mercy again and again, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Give me a reason not to kill you, and I'll let you go!"

Zheng Wuzhan did not make a move immediately, but smiled slightly and said softly.

"I, I have no grievances with you, don't kill me!"

The cultivator hurriedly said, in his impression, he really hadn't done anything excessive about Zheng Wuzhan, and he didn't want to have anything to do with this killing god.

"Hehe......"

With a smile, Zheng Wuzhan continued: "Do you remember that twelve years ago, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, you hit me drunk, spit on me, and scolded me for dying early?"

The cultivator's mind kept regressing, and when his memory returned to that night, his complexion immediately changed, he had drunk a lot of wine that day, and he did do such a thing, but at that time he did not see the appearance of the beggar, and he did not expect that it was actually the battle in front of him.

Looking at the frightened face on the cultivator's face, Zheng Wuzhan spoke again and said, "How is it, do you remember?"

"Zheng senior, no, Zheng grandpa, I didn't mean it! I really didn't mean to! I kowtow to you and admit my mistake, you let me go! I ...... I really didn't mean to!"

When he came back to his senses, the cultivator knelt down directly in the void and muttered to himself: "I can give you whatever you want, and I can even be a slave and a servant for you, and ask Grandpa to let me live!"

After kowtowing more than a dozen times, Zheng Wuzhan stroked his beard and said: "Sincerity is sincere, but I always feel as if something is missing!"

When the cultivator heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, raised his head, and asked, "If there is anything missing, I will make up for it, as long as you can spare my life, I can do anything!"

As the saying goes, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, or this cultivator is usually a wicked person, but in front of the battle, he is nothing at all.

If you don't fight, you can even dare to kill the head of the Yilong Sect, what is it to kill him, an inconsequential villain in the city of Jiaoyu?

"Brush!"

A bright light came up, and on the palm of Zheng Wuji's hand, there was already a blood stain, and then, the cultivator's pupils gradually dilated, and a blood mark slowly appeared on the neck.

He tried to stop the bleeding with his hands, but his head fell off with a grunt, and his body fell down with his head.

Before many people could see clearly how to do it, they had already killed a cultivator, and this kind of scene made some people feel weak and slowly retreated backwards, wanting to leave here.

"The old man is here, if you want to leave, I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

Zheng Wuzhan sneered, and took out his palm again and again, the big gray palm was like catching a fish, constantly flying in the night sky, every time, he was able to catch a person, and soon, there were seventy or eighty cultivators in front of him.

"Gollum!"

They looked at the battle in front of them, knowing what they had done, and they couldn't help but get nervous, and their faces were covered with sweat.

"Wow!"

A cultivator couldn't bear the momentum of Zheng Wuji, and opened his mouth to cry, his crotch was already wet with urine, dripping down.

"Noise!"

With a big hand raised with an expressionless face, a Yuan Force blade flew out of his sleeve, directly killing the person who was crying, the crying stopped abruptly, and blood splashed the face of the cultivator next to him.

The smell of blood stimulated the already frightened cultivators, and at this time, someone rushed up, wanting the last resistance.

"Ignorance!"

With a glaring eye, a ray of light shot out from his eyes, directly piercing the cultivator's eyebrows, and before he could rush to the front of Zheng Wuji, he was already dead.

After killing two people in a row, no one dared to move, and everyone looked at the killing god in front of them in horror, and secretly prayed in their hearts, hoping that death would not befall them.

"This, stepped on me thirty-eight years ago!"

Zheng Wuzhan walked up to an old man about the same age as him, muttering to himself, as if he was caught in the recollection of the past, and when the voice fell, the chest of the old man in front of him had been pierced, and blood gushed out like a spring.

"Eighteen years ago, you slapped me!"

"Four years ago, you kicked me out of the restaurant!"

"Three days ago, you asked me why I wasn't dead yet!"

……

Countless sesame trivial things were said by Zheng Wuzhan, and his words are now the order of death, as long as they are spoken, someone will definitely die.

These are all wicked among the wicked, but today, they really feel what it means to be wicked, and in the same way, they also know what it means to come out and mix, and sooner or later they will have to pay it back.

The evil they had done unconsciously in the past was going to be returned on this night, and they lost their own lives.

Killing all the way, thinking all the way, Zheng Wuzhan seems to be caught in infinite memories of the past, as if he has been hiding for forty years, just for this night. He walked aimlessly like this, and whoever he walked in front of his eyes would fall to the ground, but in such an atmosphere, none of these wicked people who called themselves wicked people dared to escape!

"Ahem!"

Just after there were only a few people left, a light cough interrupted the words of the expedition, and then, with a bang, two young men covered in blood slowly crawled out of the ruins.

"Whew! Great! You're a savior!"

Of course, these two people are Ning Chuan and Tianyu, and the rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts when they saw Ning Chuan and them come out, and they felt a feeling of the aftermath of the disaster.

"Fighting with us, but running to kill others, you disrespect us too much!"

It was Ning Chuan who spoke, and at this time, above his blood-covered body, there was a faint golden light circulating, which was the light that broke through the sky and ran to the extreme.

Ning Chuan is still the same Ning Chuan, but at this time, in the eyes of everyone, they feel that Ning Chuan has a feeling that people can't look at directly, as if he is the master of the entire heaven and earth!

The heaven-breaking decision of the Fighting Saint Emperor is the world's killing holy art, even if it is contaminated with a trace of the breath of the Fighting Saint Emperor, the world has no way to resist it.

"Is this the Heaven-Breaking Decision? It's really extraordinary, with him, I can break through to the Returning Yuan Realm!"

Looking at each other from afar, Zheng Wuzhan couldn't help but be frightened for a while, but soon, he spoke in admiration, and his eyes were full of greed.

In the face of the Fighting Saint Emperor Holy Technique, no one could resist the temptation at all, not to mention that Zheng Wuzhan had already regarded Imam Lin Tian as something in his pocket.

"Boom!"

Similarly, on Tianyu's body, a layer of blood-red light also burst out, full of murderous aura, he no longer spoke, but looked at Zheng Wuzhan coldly, and his momentum was no less than the momentum exuded by Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan didn't know what kind of exercise the Tianyu released was, but being able to exude such a powerful aura could be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, this was definitely not ordinary.

"Another treasure, it seems that this time, I chose you to start, I really chose the right one!"

The successive surprises made Zheng Wuzhan even more excited, as long as he broke through to the Returning Yuan Realm, he would be able to step out of Twisted Yu City. At that time, even those old guys in the Yilong Sect couldn't help him!

"Do you think you have what it takes to get it?"

Ning Chuan spoke again, his words were cold, without the slightest emotion, as if it was a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

"Being beaten like this by the old man, he still has the strength to shout here, it's really arrogant!"

Zheng Wuzhan laughed, and did not take Ning Chuan's words to heart - a junior cultivator in the middle of the Spirit Yuan Realm could not pose a threat to him at all.

If this sentence came out of Tianyu's mouth, he would still pay attention to it, and as for Ning Chuan, he didn't take Ning Chuan to heart at all.

"Soon, you'll know if I'm capable or not!"

Luo Yan flashed, Ning Chuan and Tianyu separated, one left and one right, mobilized his spiritual power to the extreme, slowly raised his hand, and began to prepare for the next attack.

This time the Seal of Heaven did hurt them a lot, but in that ruin, Ning Chuan and Tianyu both took the pill and recovered a lot of the state of their bodies, and the dense scars on their bodies were just skin injuries to them.

Dan Medicine Master has this benefit, when fighting, he can quickly repair his injuries and replenish Yuan Force, which is also an important reason why they dare to face Zheng Wujian again.

In other words, if it is another cultivator, after inheriting the Heaven Covering Seal, even if he does not die, he has no power to resist, how can he face the conquest without a battle again?

"Okay, since you don't give up, I will fulfill you and beat you to cripples, and at that time, your martial arts will naturally be mine!"

Zheng Wuzhan swept his feet, and pulled all the cultivators around him down, ignoring them again. He slowly turned his head, his fists clenched, and Yuan Li lingered on his hands, ready to defeat the two again.