"Don't talk nonsense, it's clear that you killed Sect Master Jiang, and you still want to justify? Today, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces, and report your name as soon as possible, I will not die under the sword, and the nameless ghost will not die under my knife!" Qian Feng said angrily.

"Coincidentally, I don't like to kill nameless people, but you said your name, I think even if I kill you, I can be considered a famous ghost. Lingyun said.

Without waiting for Qian Fengqiu to continue speaking, Ling Yun had already completed the killing in an instant.

The long knife slashed from Qian Fengqiu's shoulder from top to bottom, all the way to his thigh, and his body immediately split into two halves, and the torrent of blood spurted out, weaving a thick blood mist in the air.

Several women screamed, covering their eyes, refusing to look at the scene again.

Ling Yun had already made up his mind to cut through the mess quickly, and there was no need to educate this kind of hardcore subordinate who was stupid and loyal to Jiang Youxu, so he killed him and set an example for him.

Sure enough, the group of people surrounding Wu Ying, the Great Pillar Master, on the opposite side, all widened their eyes and were silent.

Ling Yun's knife was too fast, and it wasn't until Qian Fengqiu broke into two that the person on the other side saw his knife, and it turned out that it was this knife that split him.

This tragic scene shocked everyone, and they silently watched the blood spurting.

A chill surged in everyone's veins, and if they fought him, the body that was broken in two would probably be themselves.

Qian Fengqiu was tall, and the blood in his body was much more than that of ordinary people, and it took him a long time before he gradually dried up.

"Next!" Ling Yun stopped talking nonsense, only by killing all the people who were unwilling to surrender could he truly convince the Divine Foot Sect up and down.

At the beginning, before coming to this world, he was not so keen on violence, after all, in a society governed by the rule of law, everything must abide by the law and be a good citizen in order to barely live a normal life.

And in this world, there is too much darkness, too many places where the light cannot be illuminated, the government is dim, the people are not living, if you can't change the whole environment, you can only use powerful power to protect yourself and everything around you.

Killing, not pleasure, but certainly useful.

"Who else?!" This roar was like when Zhang Fei broke Changban Slope, and the people on the other side were all terrified, and there was no answer.

Wu Ying was calm, he didn't even move his eyebrows, but the distance between the seven big black moles between his eyebrows was a little closer, and several forehead lines were even more concave and furrowed, and said, "Ignorant fanatic!"

But Wu Ying never made a move, this is the reason why the Great Pillar Master has been sitting firmly for many years, if this kind of identity, casually shoot, it is difficult to ensure that there is no stunned and innate divine power, in case he fails to subdue that strong enemy, wouldn't it be a loss of face.

It's okay to lose your face, but the key is that if you lose the face of the Divine Foot Sect, you will miss a big thing, so you can't make a move for the sake of the overall situation. Wu Ying knew this well, his eyes swept over everyone, and they all bowed their heads, completely losing the enthusiasm they had just now to avenge the sect leader, for fear of being targeted by the Great Pillar Master.

"Could it be that our hundred-year-old sect of the Divine Foot Church actually wants to watch a madman go wild here, and no one comes out to teach him!" Wu Ying roared.

Everyone would rather be scolded than be cut in two, even if he roared his throat, no one dared to come out of the ranks, once he came out, he would definitely die the worst.

"Okay, good, you guys are really a bunch of heroes! Who just said that you want to avenge the sect master?!Who called that just now?!" Wu Ying roared several times, no one dared to respond, and even he felt ashamed, and he didn't want to see Ling Yun's smug smile on the other side.

"Okay, second, third, Nangong Liu is not here today, all the hall masters and masters dare not come forward, we three old guys, just go and meet this madman for a while, I don't believe he has three heads and six arms!" Wu Ying said discouragedly, he only hoped that as soon as his words came out, he could stimulate a few people, but he didn't expect that there was still a quiet among the people.

There were only two old men, thin as wood, weak and weak, and followed Wu Ying to the front, although the faces of the two were calm, but they also secretly complained about this drudgery in their hearts, both of them were masters who had been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes, and their status was respected, where did they need to compete with others to add blood to the tip of the knife?

There is only one martial idiot, Nangong Liu, who was seriously injured again, I am afraid that it is the one opposite, the legendary Ling Yun who injured several masters in the sect!

The three old men staggered across the cloud bridge, and the hall masters breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of relief, although most of them were newly promoted by Jiang Youxu, but it was just to install themselves as a confidant and control the Divine Foot Sect, and it was really not worth losing their lives for him.

"You are so old, you still have to learn from young people, you can't fight and kill at every turn, if I knock you down, I will inevitably be said to disrespect the elderly, if you let you, and I despise you, you say, how can this be beaten?" Ling Yun squinted and smiled.

Wu Ying's eyes sank, and he said, "I don't know who killed the deer!"

An iron hook grabbed towards Ling Yun fiercely, and once it was touched, even if it didn't break the bones, it would pull over a large piece of meat, and it would definitely hurt to death.

Ling Yun looked at the speed at which the hook was caught, and his heart was overjoyed, these three people were afraid that none of them were spiritual energy cultivators, just ordinary martial artists, and the speed was as slow as a reptile in his eyes, so he turned around and dodged.

The other gray-robed old man didn't give up this gap, and seized the time A pair of black and swarthy hands flew over and plunged straight into Ling Yun's eyes.

It is worthy of the old rivers and lakes, these three people cooperate really well, the third old man in white is already waiting in the place where Ling Yun intends to dodge, the person has an iron rod in his hand, the stick is stained with poison, and there are uneven small thorns, hitting the person, the heavy fracture, the poison follows the wound formed by the small thorn, straight into the heart, making people die immediately.

Ling Yun smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "These three old men are going to put me to death, but it's a pity, the speed is still too slow, let you kill each other." ”

In an instant, Ling Yun sped up his speed, and at the near-static speed of others, he escaped from the killing array that the three old men had painstakingly laid out, and jumped to the side.

It's just that before leaving, he didn't forget to slightly adjust the iron hook in Wu Ying's hand, the hands of the gray-robed old man, and the iron rod of the white-clothed old man.

When Ling Yun came to a safe place, he looked back and saw that the iron hook in Wu Ying's hand suddenly fell on the neck of the gray-robed old man, inserted into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

The hands of the gray-robed old man were inserted into the eyes of the white-robed old man, and his eyeballs were suddenly pulled out by sharp claws, and with a miserable scream, blood flowed out of the black eye sockets.

The iron rod of the old man in white fell on Wu Ying's back, and the heavy iron rod fell on the rickety's back, spitting out blood at once, making Wu Ying almost lose his life, and then the venom entered his body, and Wu Ying secretly screamed that it was not good.

The three old men hurriedly threw down their weapons, each screaming in pain, but fortunately, they were also veterans who had been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and they all rescued each other, Wu Ying was busy looking for an antidote to the venom, the gray-robed old man was busy bandaging the wound on his neck, and the white-clothed old man covered his eyes and screamed in pain.