Volume 2 Northern Xinjiang Spiritual Selection Chapter 122 Death Burial Ground
The night was getting deeper.
The terrifying killing machine permeated all corners, and the atmosphere was cold and gloomy.
Qin Feng's gaze was fixed on Luo Ningsheng, and when she walked in front of Wen Junhao step by step, she took it back lightly, and then, looking at everyone, the corners of her mouth hooked up with an indifferent smile.
"Since you want my points so much, then it will be as you wish......"
Swish!
As the cold voice sounded, Qin Feng's arm waved violently, and then, the two score cards flew out and were thrown into the air, and after reaching the highest point, they fell back sharply.
Seeing this, the eyes of hundreds of people around them fell in mid-air, and a flash of heat flashed in their eyes.
After taking away Luo Ningsheng's score card, Qin Feng at this moment is equivalent to having three fifth-order intermediate spirit beasts by himself, and the total points have reached more than 200,000, who is not impressed?
"Rob!"
I don't know who yelled, and suddenly, one after another figures swarmed out, quickly sweeping towards the two points cards.
Whew!Whew!
The sharp sound of breaking the wind seemed to tear the air apart, and everyone grabbed it one after another, where could they care about anything else.
"Get out!"
Yang Ye took the lead, and was the first to stand under the landing point of the score card, and immediately, he coldly glanced at the surrounding figures who were scrambling, and shouted loudly.
"Yang Ye, if you want to monopolize the scoreboard, you are dreaming!"
"Rob!"
All of a sudden, the figures were chaotic, and no one retreated, and any of them wanted to get Qin Feng's points card.
"Look for death!"
Yang Ye's expression was cold, and a round of golden sun levitated above his head, and with the release of the martial spirit, his momentum climbed to the extreme in an instant, and the whole person was covered by terrifying golden light.
"Boom!"
Then, Yang Ye's fists came out, and the golden light gushed out like a waterfall, blazing, hot, and a violent wave of qi swept away, when even nearly twenty candidates were swept away.
Yang Ye's body suddenly emptied.
At this time, the scoreboard just fell on top of his head.
Swish!
Yang Ye's expression moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab it violently, however, at the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the score card, a long sword stabbed out from the air, and the tip of the sword was raised, and the two score cards flew out diagonally in two directions.
"Sword Three!"
Yang Ye's expression was furious.
The person who made the move was none other than Qingyuan City's loose cultivation, Jian San.
Seeing this, one by one, the figures were divided into two camps, and continued to chase towards the two score cards, the fastest of which was Jian San, he crossed the crowd and chased one of the score cards, and then the tip of the sword was a little higher, and the score card was raised high!
Then, the sword is out of the sword!
Whew!
Wisps of sword qi continued to pour out, and in just an instant, Jian San had already slashed out more than ten swords.
His sword is a sword of killing, simple and pure, only born to kill, and every time he makes a sword, a head flies.
Blood splattered.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses fell to the ground.
The snatching continues.
A scuffle broke out at this moment, Yang Ye, Jian San, Zhong Wuji, Murong Zhan, Chen Yuntian, each of them was not a fuel-efficient lamp, their strength was extremely powerful, and in just a few moments, dozens of people were injured or even killed.
Qin Feng watched all this indifferently.
This is human nature, in the face of that huge amount of points, no one can withstand the temptation, even if they know that there is a sea of swords and fires in front of them, but they still follow one after another, and they don't want to die.
"Hum—"
The next moment, the nine-inch soul power quietly poured out from Qin Feng's eyebrows, and then, it turned into two attacks, which shot at the score cards that kept flying up, and the two score cards suddenly shattered.
"Fake!"
Seeing this, the chaotic battle suddenly stopped.
Everyone first looked at the shattered score card, and then they all looked at Qin Feng, and a touch of anger surged in their eyes.
At this moment, how could they not understand that they were tricked by Qin Feng, these two points cards were not the two pieces he and Luo Ningsheng were not at all, before, they only had greed in their eyes, but they ignored this.
"Well, that's not right......"
Then, their faces changed again.
From the air, they smelled a pungent smell, bloody, foul-smelling, very unpleasant.
They hurriedly looked closely, and even saw that in the air, there were tiny black powders, constantly floating down, like wood ashes after burning, filling the entire space.
"Snort~Snort~"
The black powder fell on their skin, causing a burning pain, black smoke, and black scars on their skin.
Because of the night, they hadn't noticed that along with the two score plates, there were five pitch-black pills.
"It's poison!"
Someone suddenly exclaimed: "Cover your mouth and nose!"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and there was a commotion, and they hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, but it was too late, and some people had already inhaled that black powder.
"Knock knock!"
One after another, the figures fell down one after another, foaming at the mouth, and fell into a coma; people who inhaled too much began to turn black on their faces, and after struggling, they simply lost their voices and died of poison.
The poison pill was exactly what Qin Feng had pinched and exploded.
Previously, he used the venom of the octagonal black cantharidus spider and added several poisonous herbs to refine ten poison pills, but just now, he pinched and exploded five at once.
And this poison pill, after being purified and induced, the toxicity has been more than twice as strong as before, enough for these people to suffer, even if they don't die, they have to shed their skin!
"Despicable!" shouted many people.
"Despicable?" When Qin Feng heard this, he just sneered and said sarcastically: "When so many of you besiege and kill the two of us, why don't you call it despicable." I'm just treating others the way they do. ”
"I'll give you a few more to try!"
Swish!
As the words fell, the remaining five poison pills all appeared in his hand, and then they were all thrown out and exploded above everyone's heads.
The poison pill powder was spread one after another, scattered all over the sky, and everyone quickly dodged, but there were still many people who were contaminated, and one by one the figures fell to the ground, and died of poison.
The original mighty army of hundreds of people, at this moment, the wounded and the dead, only forty or fifty people are still standing.
Tragic!
It's miserable and shocking!
The originally silent and desolate black sand ditch has become a death burial ground at this moment.
And the initiator of all this is the young man who was besieged by the enemy and isolated, he is like a hell Yama, dominating this burial ground, hundreds of people, becoming the souls of his subordinates.
"No wonder I was kept away......"
In the distance, Wen Junhao, who had avoided it one step earlier, looked at this scene and sighed with palpitations, and several Wen family disciples next to him were already pale.
What a scene it is.
The corpses all over the ground, the blood all over the ground, cold, merciless, cruel, like hell.
Just watching it makes people's scalps tingle.
"The gift has been delivered, and it will be ...... indefinitely"
And after dominating this death pit with his own hands, Qin Feng's figure flashed, and he was already running away into the distance, and in the rear, there were hysterical roars from Yang Ye, Murong Zhan and others!
"Kill him at all costs!"